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Chapter 285: We must return to the beginning

"Lord Akhtar, do you like my gift?" A gentle and respectful voice came into his ears. Ximu opened his eyes and saw a girl with black hair like a waterfall, kneeling gracefully beside him, looking at him with a smile.

He did receive a gift last night, but that gift was the doll girl herself.

"It's really a very unique gift." Ximu made the comment while observing his surroundings. He saw puppets with graceful figures being dragged into the void by imperceptible silk threads and disappearing silently.

These dolls with charming figures are all gifts carefully prepared by the doll girls. They are the pinnacle of puppetry that brings together a thousand kinds of beauty, a thousand kinds of customs, and a thousand kinds of whispers.

As for the black-haired girl kneeling beside her, she was the original appearance of the puppet girl and the master of all the puppets. The real...

"Can I understand this as satisfaction?" The doll girl leaned over, her long black hair sliding down her shoulders and falling onto Akhtar's face, and whispered softly:
"If there is anything you are not satisfied with, Lord Akhtar, please feel free to tell me, but please do not ask me to create a puppet similar to that of Lady Witch of Death."

With her ultimate puppet technology, she can possess the beauty of anyone, but that is only in theory. If she dares to use a puppet that looks like the Witch of Death, it would be no different from suicide.

"Can others do it?" Ximu stood up and said casually. The puppet girl was silent for a moment after hearing that, then she leaned over to Akhtar's ear and whispered something.

Ximu's expression became subtle. He didn't expect that the puppet girl was so brave.

"Lord Akhtar, are you going to stay?" the puppet girl asked with a smile, but her body was very obedient. She put on the clothes she had prepared in advance for Akhtar.

"It doesn't matter if it's a few days or a few years. As long as Lord Akhtar is willing, I am willing..."

"We don't have a few years now." Ximu shook his head slightly, and the doll girl was not disappointed when she heard it. She just put on Akhtar's shirt and changed the subject considerately.

"How long does Lord Akhtar plan to stay in the Order of the Dead?"

Ximu thought for a while and said, "Maybe I'll stay for a few days."

"Are we going to see the Witch of Death next?" asked the puppet girl.

Ximu nodded when he heard this. He really needed to meet the Witch of Death and confirm the kingdom of death within death created by the Witch of Death.

If he could be sure to take everyone to a new world, he would have another option.

A few days later.

The world has undergone significant changes. Many people have begun to openly believe in witches and demons, and have brought the thoughts and beliefs born in the simulated world into reality.

This also indirectly causes the style of this world to become subtle. Many people apply everything they have learned in the simulated world to themselves, directly transforming themselves into alchemical puppets, or new life forms such as elemental life, monsters, corpses, etc.

Among these many life forms, corpses are the most common choice.

however.

"What's the good of choosing to become a corpse?" The Corpse Witch lay on the table, looking listless.

She said as if complaining:

"There's nothing I can do to help them through Ragnarok."

"Who made the threshold for obtaining your power the lowest?" A cold female voice came, and the Moon Witch came over with a sleepy expression, holding a thick stack of documents.

"Seeking the power of other demons or witches requires certain prerequisites, but you only need a living corpse."

At this point she added another sentence.

"Being a corpse doesn't prevent them from seeking other powers."

"..."

The Corpse Witch became even more listless after hearing this.

But she admitted that what the Moon Witch said was true. Nowadays, so many people voluntarily turned into corpses simply because the threshold was very low. As long as you were a living person and had your own fresh flesh, you could transform yourself into a corpse.

Of course, this does not mean that you can gain extremely strong power after turning into a corpse. It is simply because many people in the simulated world choose to become corpses and have accumulated a lot of experience on how corpses can become stronger.

Otherwise, it will turn into a corpse and may not be able to defeat the dog.

"If you have nothing else to do, go and bring Akhtar to Hell." The Moon Witch suddenly said. Facing the surprised gaze of the Corpse Witch, she explained coldly, "The man is in the Death Cult. You just need to bring him to the Death Witch."

The focus of the Corpse Witch is a little subtle: "Why does it feel like everyone knows that Akhtar has arrived?"

"The Witch of Death told me." The Witch of the Moon said expressionlessly, "And that man didn't pay much attention to hiding his whereabouts."

Regarding Akhtar's whereabouts, anyone with a little bit of information would know the information about Akhtar's arrival. However, since the information about Akhtar's arrival was too... terrifying, most people who knew about it chose to conceal it.

"Okay, I'll go and tell Akhtar to go to hell." The Corpse Witch deliberately lengthened her voice, as if she was talking about something very serious.

The Moon Witch simply nodded slightly upon hearing this, then turned and left the castle. She was now at the bottom of Hell, assisting the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death in creating a world of death within death.

……

...

The Order of Death.

seaside.

Ximu was lying on a chair, holding a glass of juice, looking at the people on the beach not far away. He saw the shark girl Kashute throwing up a volleyball, then hitting it hard, and the air exploded, shooting out like a cannonball.

Evelyn on the opposite side subconsciously raised her hand and immediately hit the volleyball hard, causing it to explode. She had no way of withstanding the huge force from the shark girl, Kashut.

"The material is not very good." This is the evaluation of Shark Girl Kashute. She has tried her best to hold back, but the quality of the volleyball is still not good enough.

“Well, why not go swimming?” Evelin thought for a moment, her eyes falling on the endless sea. The sunset dyed the sea red, as if the sun had set the entire sea on fire.

And in the sunset scene, a tiny black dot quickly enlarged and became clear after a moment. It was a mature woman wrapped in white bandages, with long aqua blue hair falling to her waist and a pair of slender thighs stepping on the sea without causing a ripple.

"What an enviable life." The Corpse Witch walked ashore and glanced at the people playing volleyball not far away. Then she set her eyes on Akhtar lying on the bench and smiled maliciously, "It's a pity that your time is up. It's time to... go to hell."

"When did you change your job to become an Apostle of Hell?" Ximu sat up straight and put the juice on the table beside him.

The Corpse Witch smiled and asked, "So what is your choice?"

"Can you let me say goodbye?" Ximu asked as he walked towards the crowd. After explaining the reason, he went to hell with the Corpse Witch.

……

…the bottom of hell.

The God of Hell sat at the dining table, looking expressionlessly at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and twitched his lips and said:

"The Corpse Witch... and the Lord of Ashes?"

"That's true." Ximu smiled gently, "But we are old friends. You can just call me Akhtar."

Who is your old friend?

The God of Hell thought so. He was badly cheated because of Akhtar. If the Witch of Creation had not cooperated with the gods to remove his alienated state, he would still be experiencing torture worse than death.

"Ah... Hetar, why are you in hell?" He forced a smile.

"Of course it's to burn hell down." Ximu said nonchalantly, looking at the God of Hell's eyes which suddenly became alert and terrified.

He changed the subject.

"Just think about it and you'll know it's impossible."

God of Hell: “…”

The knight who dared to break into hell has now become evil, but he has no way to deal with it, because the other party is the Lord of Ashes, who can pin him to the ground and rub him.

"Please don't joke like that." He raised his hand to cover his forehead, his voice revealing fatigue, "I'm not in a good mental state right now."

Although he had been freed from his alienated state by the Witch of Creation, his mental state was still problematic and he had to spend a long time healing himself, just like the weak state after being sick.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." Ximu smiled, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Seeing this, the Corpse Witch not far away naturally sat down next to Akhtar. Her relationship with Akhtar... is close, and it seems to be very close. The two sides had negative distance communication in the simulated world.

"I still have work to do." The God of Hell stood up suddenly, then glanced at the food on the table that had not been touched, and then resolutely chose to leave the living room. He did not want to be too close to Akhtar.

Theoretically, there is no danger for him to be with Akhtar now, but it is like a normal person having dinner with a tiger. No one can guarantee that the tiger will only eat the food on the table and will not choose to eat you as well.

So the wisest choice is to leave.

"Am I that scary?" Ximu asked the Corpse Witch. The Corpse Witch looked at him carefully and then gave a conclusion.

"You can be scary sometimes."

Ximu asked: "For example?"

"For example, you like to tear off the bandages on my body." The Corpse Witch raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest. She remembered everything that happened in the simulated world, and the man tore off her bandages with his own hands.

"Then I will untie it slowly next time." Ximu said so, and he heard footsteps coming closer and closer. When he turned around, he saw the Witch of Death standing in front of him, and the Goddess of Death beside her.

"Unlock what?" The Death Witch's voice was cold and suspicious, and her sapphire eyes reflected Akhtar's expression.

The goddess of death showed an interested expression and was curious about how Akhtar would answer.

"Untie the knot in my heart." The Corpse Witch suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention. She casually flicked her long blue hair and said in a very natural tone, "Before I became a witch, I had a knot in my heart that was hard to untie. Akhtar plans to slowly help me untie it."

Ximu was silent for a moment, then nodded affirmatively, "That's right."

"Heh... sounds like something a hero would say." The Goddess of Death chuckled, but did not expose the truth. After all, Akhtar is now the Lord of Ashes. As long as this man does not burn the world to ashes, then no matter what Akhtar does, it can be forgiven.

Not to mention communicating with a witch, even communicating with a goddess would not be a problem.

"Let's talk about serious matters." The Witch of Death chose to change the subject and calmly told Akhtar her purpose, "I need to confirm whether the world of death within death can withstand the burning of the flames of ash."

Ximu nodded: "Lady Witch of Death wants me to burn the world of death within death with ashes?"

"It would be better if we could just burn the world." The Witch of Death gave an unexpected answer. "While you are ensuring that there is humanity, try to burn the world as many times as possible. This way we will gain..."

Ximu was silent for a moment, then looked at the Goddess of Death and asked, "Did you come up with this plan?"

"Why do you suspect that I came up with this plan?" The Goddess of Death felt insulted, but then smiled sweetly, "Such a cold and extreme plan must have been proposed by your Lady Witch of Death."

"As expected of Lady Witch of Death, you can come up with such a reasonable plan." Ximu changed the subject.

Goddess of Death: “…”

If she said that she was the one who proposed it, wouldn't that be cold-blooded and heartless? This guy is still biased towards the people around him as always.

"It's no problem for me to burn the world a few more times while I retain my humanity." Ximu picked up the unopened bottle of wine on the table, broke it with his bare hands, and then poured three glasses of wine.

"But burning the world multiple times is too exhausting, whether it's the gods or... ordinary people."

He asked the Witch of Death.

“Is there a milder solution?”

In fact, he could understand the Death Witch's thoughts. Even if he burned the world, he just had to reset time.

And the benefits are undoubtedly huge.

But for those who cannot retain the memory of time travel, it is no different from real death.

"Just come and burn the world of death within death." The Witch of Death did not force it, but directly stated the second best solution. She did think that burning the world several times in reality would allow her to collect relatively reliable data, but she also knew clearly that most people would find it difficult to accept this plan.

Although in theory this plan maximizes benefits, as long as it succeeds everyone can survive.

But for ordinary people who have no way to preserve their memories when time goes back, it is essentially no different from death.

"Okay." Ximu agreed. He had plenty of time to experiment with the Witch of Death.

The Goddess of Death heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this. She was really worried that Akhtar would agree. Although the Witch of Death's plan seemed to maximize benefits, it was still difficult for most people to accept.

And at this moment, the simulation world suddenly opened.

"The adjustments are really fast." Ximu sighed. Although he did not enter the dream, he could still feel the changes in the world with his strength. This ability came from his player power. As long as there were any changes in the game "World", he would be able to know and understand it in a similar way to an announcement.

"Akhtar, maybe you really need to burn the world." Eden walked out of the void and took off the cloak on his head. "If we only build a new world at the end of time, there will be many mistakes in the worldview that are difficult to make up for."

(End of this chapter)