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Chapter 279: Long time no see, the witch of death

Lost.

The Density Demon's eyes widened to the extreme, staring at the spear of destiny that was stabbing at him. The dark skin on his body peeled off under the impact of the scorching heat, revealing the muscles and blood vessels under the skin, and then the blood vessels and muscles quickly carbonized.

The moment the Spear of Destiny touches him he will turn into ashes.

He had anticipated this kind of thing. If he wanted to touch a being like the Lord of Ashes with his fists, he had to be determined to give up everything.

Therefore, when he threw this punch, he had already decided to let the medium that was most susceptible to the influence of the "density" power play a role.

That is himself.

"Boom!" He put everything into his life and swung it out, all his strength into one direction. From the perspective of the sky, it was as if a concave abyss suddenly appeared in the earth, and everything within this range was crushed in an instant.

"Demon, what's your name?" Akhtar appeared on horseback as horse hooves stepped out of the void. He looked at the dense demon head floating in the air, while other parts of his body had been hit by the previous punch.

"Still has... consciousness?" The Density Demon was first surprised that the Lord of Ashes retained consciousness in the simulation world, but he soon gave up on the idea.

He said his name readily.

"Miwatt, of course people seem to prefer calling me the Density Demon."

"I've got you in mind." Ximu withdrew his gaze, and the density demon's head collapsed and disappeared into the air.

"Roar!" Fenrir Wolf reappeared, and she seemed to escape from the attack direction the moment the Density Demon swung its fist, at an incredible speed.

Ximu's ruby-like pupils were cold, and he unexpectedly did not take the initiative to attack. He was waiting to see what tricks Fenrir Wolf would come up with.

A top-level monster cultivated by the Monster Witch herself, it gathers the strength and abilities of all monsters in the simulated world, possesses powerful resistance to the Ash Flame, and has the specially cultivated God-killing Fang.

The Wolf of Fenrir circled around the Lord of Ashes several times, looking for an opportunity to hunt him, but she soon discovered that the Lord of Ashes was not on guard at all, just staring at her coldly, as if urging her to act quickly.

This prey... no, this man didn't care about her threat at all.

Think about this.

Fenrir Wolf lowered its limbs and pounced towards Akhtar, and its mouth opened, with its upper jaw reaching the sky and its lower jaw reaching the earth, as if it could swallow the world. From the perspective of others, it seemed that Fenrir Wolf suddenly expanded in size and turned into a demon wolf that seemed to be able to devour the world.

The sky suddenly darkened.

This is not a metaphor.

As soon as Fenrir's wolf opened its mouth, the sky was quickly covered, and as the wolf's mouth closed, the whole world instantly turned into a lightless place.

The Lord of Ashes, powerful enough to burn the world, was eaten.

"The teacher... was eaten." The savior goddess widened her eyes. She was standing on Jörmungandr and could clearly see her teacher being swallowed in one bite.

In response, Jörmungandr flicked his tail slightly, flattening several flaming mountains and creating a storm that briefly blew away the flames on the ground.

She said in a nonchalant tone:

"That man couldn't possibly lose like this, and the Fenrir Wolf hasn't been fully trained yet."

The savior goddess' expression relaxed slightly, and then she heard footsteps behind her. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw the monster witch walking towards her. Her expression was still as cold as ever, and her posture was as charming as ever.

Although she is not as mature as the savior goddess in terms of body, she gives people a dangerous and charming feeling.

"If the Lord of Ashes loses, wouldn't that be a good thing?" the Monster Witch asked, causing the Savior Goddess to fall silent.

"It's better not to daydream." The Corpse Witch walked over, followed by the Clone Witch.

The savior goddess's eyes suddenly became dangerous as she stared at the witch clone who had deceived her, and she felt like she would draw her sword and stab the witch clone at any time.

"We are facing a powerful enemy now. This is not the time for us to fight among ourselves." The Clone Witch spoke immediately, hiding beside the Corpse Witch. "We need to unite as one to defeat the Lord of Ashes."

The savior goddess hesitated and did not choose to draw her sword to teach the witch clone a lesson. Instead, she turned around with dissatisfaction and stared at the battlefield in the distance. She saw that the huge and majestic body of Fenrir Wolf began to slowly shrink.

From its original state of overhead sky, it recovered to the size of a mountain. However, when Fenrir Wolf was about to continue to shrink in size, its body suddenly began to tremble, and a red light emerged from its abdomen, as if a sun was burning fiercely.

Fenrir Wolf began to roll around in pain, and spit out hot ash flames from her mouth, including her butt.

The painful howls were like thunder, shaking the whole world. The demon wolf that had swallowed the Lord of Ashes rolled over and over, rapidly expanding in size, as it tried to spit out the Lord of Ashes, but to no avail. The red light coming from its abdomen indicated that the Flame of Ashes was still burning.

Theoretically, facing such intense burning of the Ash Flame, it should have been completely reduced to ashes long ago, but the Fenrir Wolf still maintained its vigorous vitality. This was not only because it had a certain degree of resistance to the Ash Flame, but also because it possessed powerful healing abilities that allowed it to quickly recover from its injuries.

But this became the source of her pain.

Soon after, the Fenrir Wolf's howling of pain subsided, and it lay weakly on the burning ground, its mouth open and a tongue sticking out and hanging on the ground.

Ximu walked out riding an eight-legged horse.

It is not difficult to deal with Fenrir Wolf directly. It is nothing more than swinging the Spear of Destiny, but he is quite looking forward to whether Fenrir Wolf has any other surprises.

However, the moment Akhtar left her belly, Fenrir Wolf turned around and fled without hesitation, disappearing in the flames with its tail between its legs. Its body also shrank to the size of a normal female wolf, and it ran to the monster witch with grievance.

The monster witch squatted down and stroked the poor Fenrir Wolf. She was not surprised by this result.

"The rest is up to you."

"Wait, it's our turn so soon?" Jörmungandr was surprised. "Where are the other demons or witches?"

The monster witch said coldly: "I'm not talking to you."

"He's talking to us." A steady male voice came, and a man with four arms and eyes on his forehead walked over.

Behind him followed the gods.

"It's time for us to go up." The God of Destruction spread his four hands, looked at the Lord of Ashes waiting in the distance, and said:
"That man is not even interested in attacking us, which means he doesn't take us seriously, or he has put most of his energy into fighting the Omniscient God."

The witch clone shook her head: "This is just a simulation."

"The simulated world also refers to reality." The God of Destruction turned around and glanced at the gods behind him, including the God of Wealth and Contract, the Goddess of Cycles, the Goddess of Wisdom, the God of War, and other powerful gods.

This time is different from before the time went back. All the power of the gods is gathered together, except for the goddess of death and the goddess of life.

Basically all the gods who can fight join the war.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter." The goddess of wisdom stepped on the scales of Jörmungandr and came to the goddess of savior.

The savior goddess had an unnatural expression on her face. As the disciple of the Lord of Ashes, she felt guilty as she faced all the gods.

However, the goddess of wisdom did not show any hostility. Instead, she raised her hand and gently brushed the hair by her ear, revealing a very gentle smile and said:
“Goddess with the name of savior, can you lead us to defeat the Lord of Ashes together?” She took out her sword and pointed at the Lord of Ashes waiting in the distance.

"That man is the Lord of Ashes at the end of time. He is the enemy that blocks all existence. His head is the honor of being the savior."

The Goddess of Savior was silent for a moment, clenched the holy sword in her hand, nodded seriously, and turned to look at her teacher. The God of Destruction smiled when he saw this, glanced at the Goddess of Fertility and the God of Growth not far away, then took out the forging artifacts with his four hands, and rushed out with his legs slightly bent.

"Boom!" Jörmungandr lowered his head slightly, and the God of Destruction rushed out first, followed by the gods behind him.

"I don't have much interest in you anymore." Ximu swung his spear casually, ignoring the distance limit, and directly pierced through the chest of the God of Destruction. The moment the spear tip was pulled out, the God of Destruction turned into ashes.

However, the gods continued to attack without stopping, trying to create an impossible miracle.

That is to create a being that inherits the power of the Lord of Ashes but maintains an independent personality. Only in this way can an impossible miracle be created.

To do this, they need to injure the Lord of Ashes, or create an opportunity to touch the Lord of Ashes. First, they have to touch Akhtar's blood or body through the Goddess of Fertility, and then let the Goddess of Fertility give birth to the Lord of Ashes' offspring. Then the God of Growth will let the offspring grow, and then the Goddess of Wisdom will give knowledge and give birth to the corresponding personality.

This child will inherit the bloodline of the Lord of Ashes, the bloodline of the gods, and the endless blessings of the gods. He will have the resistance enough to resist the birth and death of the world and lead all living beings to a new world.

But the prerequisite is to create an opportunity to touch the Lord of Ashes.

“A world without warmth!” The Ice and Snow Goddess opened her thin lips and stretched out her hand to the Lord of Ashes, wanting to stop his actions for a moment.

"I've seen this trick before." A hand stretched out from the blazing flames and grabbed the pretty face of the Ice and Snow Goddess. The Lord of Ashes had cold red pupils and blazing flames of ash burst out from his fingertips, burning the Ice and Snow Goddess into ashes without mercy.

There are indeed many beauties in this world, but that doesn't mean he will be so merciful as to not kill them. Except for a very small number of people who have a good relationship with him, he won't really show mercy to them even when they become enemies.

Unless this enemy can come up with a method that interests him.

"Have you seen this move?" The God of War rushed over, his smile more excited than ever. At this moment, he gathered the power of all the gods, so strong that he felt he could smash the world to pieces with one punch.

"Bang." Ximu caught the incoming fist with one hand, and then swung it casually, as if throwing a bowling ball, knocking away the gods attacking from all directions.

“Although I don’t know what you want to do.” He drew the Greatsword of Death from his waist and activated the player’s power.

"The rules of the game are to survive in a world of death."

With his current strength, the scope of the Kingdom of Death he deployed was enough to eliminate most of the weak gods besieging him in an instant.

However, it failed.

It was enough to wipe out most of the weak gods in an instant. The attack seemed to have lost its effect, and the gods still continued to charge forward.

Ximu was silent for a moment, then changed the spell: "The rules of the game have changed. Survive in the world of ashes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blazing flames of ashes engulfed the world, and all the gods who attacked one after another were reduced to ashes, except for a very small number of powerful gods or gods who had alerted and evacuated.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

"...Did we lose?" The savior goddess looked around and found that most of the gods were missing, and the attacks that had been coming one after another came to an abrupt halt.

Her friend Jörmungandr also turned into a burning skeleton and slowly collapsed. The situation changed so fast that she couldn't react.

And she had a very subtle feeling that the attack launched by the teacher was just within the range that she could bear.

Otherwise she should have died along with most of the gods.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

The sound of horse hooves came from the flames, and Sleipnir emerged from the flames and stopped in front of the savior goddess.

The savior goddess looked up at her teacher on horseback, feeling a sense of despair that she would never win. That was not a sense of despair gained from the prophecy, but an intense sense of despair that came from actually experiencing the power displayed by the Lord of Ashes. Just one spell could destroy most gods.

It was extremely difficult for her to defeat a witch or a demon.

Ximu looked down at his apprentice and saw that her pretty face was red due to the high temperature, and there was a little black ash on her cheeks.

He withdrew his gaze and rode away.

The savior goddess also reacted, gritted her teeth, stood up, gripped the holy sword tightly in her hand, and launched an attack on her teacher.

She cannot admit defeat, otherwise how can she break the eternal cycle of reincarnation in the world?

"Clang!" The sword fell, emitting brilliant sparks and passing by the back of the Lord of Ashes. The blow that was powerful enough to kill a demon had no effect on the Lord of Ashes at all.

Ximu swung the spear casually, piercing the abdomen of the savior goddess, lifting her up so that she met his eyes.

The savior goddess gritted her teeth and slashed with the holy sword, trying to hurt her teacher, but every sword strike did not cause any damage to her teacher except for the recoil that made her hand numb.

"Really stubborn." Ximu chuckled. Looking at his little disciple gritting his teeth and trying hard to swing the holy sword, he wanted to watch him for a while longer.

As a player with powers, he can use his feet to fill in his own values, although this value depends on his own player development and magic limit.

But as long as he wanted, he could fill in a defense that the savior goddess could not cut.

The savior goddess suddenly stopped chopping, perhaps because she was tired, and looked at the teacher with despair and grievance. Although she knew that the teacher was showing mercy, the sight of him hanging her in the air and letting her chop with the sword still made her feel very devastated.

Now it's a serious battle of life and death.

"Not bad, you are the first god who can cut me so many times." Ximu praised as usual, and the spear that pierced through the abdomen of the savior goddess burst out with a blazing flame of ash, directly burning his apprentice into ashes.

And right now.

"Maybe it's because the teacher of the savior goddess taught well." A charming female voice came, and the Ximu spear moved at the sound, and then suddenly stopped. The witch's clone knelt on her knees with her hands folded on the ground.

"Lord Akhtar, I have admired you for a long time." The witch clone raised her head slightly and whispered to Akhtar:
"Please let me follow you."

"..."

Ximu didn't say anything, his ruby-like pupils lit up slightly, and the kneeling witch clone was directly burned to ashes. This old-fashioned plot of deliberately surrendering and then looking for an opportunity to stab in the back was a bit... boring.

Although the witch clone is indeed a beauty, there is no shortage of beauties around him, and the so-called beauty's surrender is not very tempting at all.

Do it all.

Ximu withdrew his gaze and looked at the figure not far away. It was a girl with long wavy blue hair, wearing a wide pointed witch hat, with her hands crossed on her chest. She looked at him calmly with cold eyes.

Unlike the fear in the eyes of others, her sapphire eyes were calm, as if she was not facing the Lord of Ashes.

"Lady Witch of Death, I didn't expect you to come in person." Ximu's voice suddenly softened, without a trace of hostility.

The Witch of Death lowered her folded hands from her chest, her eyes fluctuating slightly, "I didn't expect that the Omniscient Saint could actually guide your will to this point."

(End of this chapter)