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Chapter 286 I won't give you a new gift next time
"Creating a new world at the end of time?" The goddess of death frowned and stared at Akhtar and asked, "Have you already found a way to solve the Ragnarok?"

The Witch of Death also looked curious when she heard this. She was not surprised that Akhtar had the ability to transcend and resolve the Ragnarok crisis. Akhtar now could project his existence into the past, so it was understandable that he had the ability to resolve the Ragnarok crisis.

"It would be great if there is a way to resolve it smoothly." The Corpse Witch patted her chest, her sapphire eyes revealing anticipation. Although she had already prepared herself mentally to be burned to ashes by Akhtar, it is still better to survive.

"The current solution is just...theory." Ximu showed a helpless expression, looking at the eyes of everyone and explained, "Now I am not absolutely sure that I can solve the crisis of Ragnarok."

He turned and looked at Eden.

"Our current plan is to create a relatively stable world model in the future, and then I will create everything at the end of time."

The Witch of Death nodded and asked the most concerned question, "Is the world created by the power of the Lord of Ashes the world you expected?"

She knew something about the power of the Lord of Ashes. Its essence was that the errors in the world created by the Omniscient God led to the emergence of a correction mechanism that would clear all the errors in the old world and then start all over again.

This correction mechanism is the essence of the Lord of Ashes. He is both the destroyer of the old world and the creator of the new world. However, the underlying model for creating a specific world can only come from the power of the Lord of Ashes.

At present, it seems to be a power related to fire, just like the preface to creation woven by Akhtar, in which the order of sensitivity, heat and cold, life and death, etc. are shaped by the fire.

But that world would not be what Akhtar expected.

"So I need to exert my power to a level that surpasses the Lord of Ashes." Ximu stretched out his hand and spread out his five fingers. "I will create the world not as the Lord of Ashes, but as a player."

The Witch of Death nodded calmly and asked, "Have you exerted the player's power to the omnipotent level?"

Today, Akhtar possesses two kinds of power. One naturally comes from the power of the Lord of Ashes. This power represents a complete world model. As long as one has the identity of the Lord of Ashes and fully masters the power of the Lord of Ashes, he can create a new world.

The other is Akhtar's unique ability, which represents Akhtar's desire to exist as a person and also represents Akhtar's own self. However, this ability needs to be trained by Akhtar himself and gradually grow to the level of omnipotence.

"I will push the player's power to the level of omnipotence as soon as possible." Ximu smiled. He would definitely be able to push the player's power to the level of omnipotence. It was not because he was overconfident in his talent. It was simply because he stood at the height of the Lord of Ashes. It was basically not difficult for him to reversely deduce how the player's power should grow to the level of omnipotence.

"If you want to grow to the height of omnipotence as quickly as possible," the Witch of Death expressed her understanding, "you need to be clear about the scenery of the world in your heart and what you want the world to look like in your eyes."

Her sapphire eyes revealed seriousness.

"The essence of all human abilities is one's own wishes, and knowing what the world will be like when one's wishes are fulfilled is the most critical step in growing to omnipotence."

The Goddess of Death chuckled when she heard this, glanced at Akhtar and said, "This man should have already determined what kind of world he wants, otherwise he wouldn't have asked Eden for help."

The Witch of Death shook her head, "He just wanted to create a more stable world, but that doesn't mean that's the world he had in mind."

"Lady Witch of Death really understands me." Ximu admitted frankly, and then shook his head, "But creating a relatively stable world is indeed what I hope for in my heart."

The Witch of Death said nothing, but just nodded slightly.

She just wanted to tell Akhtar how to achieve omnipotence as quickly as possible, and she didn't care what kind of world Akhtar wanted to create.

Moreover, everything that is said now is based on assumptions. No one can guarantee that Akhtar's humanity will not be exhausted before he reaches omnipotence, nor can anyone guarantee that Akhtar can create the world with the player power.

"Oh, this is really enviable." The Corpse Witch clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention. "Having the Omniscient Saint help in deducing the new world model, and the Death Witch personally guiding us, this kind of treatment is really unique."

She led the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"But what exactly is this burning world that the Omniscient Saint mentioned?"

Eden explained in a gentle voice, "If we only create a new world at the end of time, the past history will still exist. If someone disturbs the past history, it will affect the new world."

Her eyes dropped slightly.

"If we keep the history of the past, there will be obvious mistakes and omissions, which will make the new world unstable. If witches of time or demons from outside the world continue to appear, the new world will soon usher in the twilight of the gods."

The Corpse Witch subconsciously asked: "Can't we stand in the time period when the world changes and block everyone from peeking into the past?"

"Yes." Eden gave an affirmative answer, "But those who isolate themselves from this time period will have to face the pressure from all those who can interfere with time in the future. As time spreads to the more distant future, more and more strong people and geniuses will be born, and sooner or later they will try to cross the wall of time."

The Corpse Witch asked again: "If we suppress the birth of the strong..."

Before she finished her words, she quickly fell silent, suddenly realizing that she had made almost the same choice as the Omniscient God, that is, to suppress the newcomers and prevent them from growing to the corresponding heights and threatening their safety.

"There's no point in discussing this." Ximu shook his head and looked at the Witch of Death. "If the Witch of Death's plan goes smoothly, then there will be basically no problem."

"What do you mean the Death Witch's plan will go smoothly?" The Death Goddess put one hand on her waist and said unhappily, "This is clearly a plan that the Death Witch and I jointly implemented."

"Sorry." Ximu apologized unexpectedly readily, and then offered compensation, "If the plan goes smoothly, when the new world comes, I will still support you to become the goddess of death."

Goddess of Death: “…”

Why does it sound like you are not happy at all? You had to work overtime all the time in the old world, and you still have to work overtime in the new world.

Then what's the point of her trying to transcend Ragnarok.

"Come with me, and let's experiment with burning the world of death within death." The Witch of Death turned around, intending to take Akhtar with her to do the experiment.

however.

"Can you wait a moment?" Ximu showed an embarrassment, looking at the Witch of Death who tilted her head with a puzzled expression on her cute face.

“I also want to meet up with a friend.”

The Witch of Death nodded, then calmly asked, "When are you free to accompany me in the experiment?"

Ximu gave an accurate answer: "Two days later."

Upon hearing this, the Witch of Death stared at Akhtar deeply, then stretched out her finger and poked it in Akhtar's chest. A faint blue flame burned on her white fingers, leaving marks on Akhtar's chest like ink.

After a moment she pulled her hand back.

"If you burn my grace again next time, I won't give you any more." After saying that, his figure turned into a dark blue flame and disappeared on the spot. Ximu lowered his head and touched his chest. He regained the power from the Witch of Death. Although the power of the Witch of Death was just icing on the cake for him now, it made him feel happy and nostalgic.

"Which woman are you going to meet next?" The Corpse Witch asked curiously. Akhtar gave her a puzzled look, then shook his head and explained:

"I'm going to meet a...man."

The Corpse Witch's eyes widened subconsciously, and then a man appeared in her mind... no, the figures of two men.

As far as she knows, there are only two men in this era who have not reached omnipotence and still have memories of the future.

Michael

He is praised as someone who can charm the gods and is like a saint. Every country he passes through will be peaceful and happy. He has countless followers and is like a saint.

However, these are not what Michael is most famous for. What is most widely known is his ambiguous relationship with the Lord of Ashes.

"Akhtar and I are really just friends." Michael put down his glass and looked at everyone in the banquet hall helplessly. "You... don't let your imagination run wild, or I'll be very distressed."

"It's rare to have such a good friendship." A noble girl covered the lower half of her face with a folding fan, her eyes full of gossip, "To challenge the gods for you, this kind of relationship..."

"I challenged God because of my sister." Michael shook his head, but the people around him didn't care about his explanation. They were just excited about the relationship they had imagined.

Obviously Akhtar is such a terrifying existence, but people can still make up his relationship with Akhtar in this way.

It was really something he couldn't understand.

"You talk as if I'm only going after you, Mist." A familiar chuckle suddenly came, which made Michael stunned for a moment, but he immediately regained his composure.

No one present noticed anything unusual and still focused their attention on him, but he could clearly feel that there was someone else beside him.

"If you're coming for me, that's really troublesome." Michael picked up the wine glass on the table, poured a full glass of red wine, and handed it to the man next to him, "I didn't expect to see you here."

"Maybe I'm just a fake." Ximu shook the red wine glass lightly.

Michael shook his head: "There should be few people in this world who dare to pretend to be you beside me, and those who have the ability to do so without making the Lord of Ashes angry have no reason to do such a thing."

Ximu seemed to be surprised and said, "Can you conclude that I am myself based on this?"

Michael smiled, clinked glasses with Akhtar, then drank the red wine in one gulp, and said with a hearty smile:
"How could I recognize the wrong friend?"

"Killed your friend?" Ximu laughed and started chatting with Michael, but the people in the banquet hall did not notice anything unusual. They all ignored Michael, as if Michael had never existed.

Chatted for a long time.

Ximu stood up and said to the slightly drunk Michael, "Don't you want to enter the dream?"

"No one here intends to enter the dream," Michael explained to Akhtar, "They don't believe in the simulated world created by the Devil of Delusion. They intend to wait and see for a while."

Many people in this world are worried about the virtual world created by the paranoid demon. Once they join, there is no way to get out. So they all plan to wait and see for a while, otherwise the paranoid demon will suddenly force everyone to be unable to wake up from their dreams and require everyone to force their way through the 100 levels of hell.

Wouldn't that be extremely desperate?

"The simulation world is safe." Ximu waved his hand, his figure gradually blurred and blended into the crowd. "If you are interested, you can join the simulation world. Don't worry about not being able to wake up."

Michael nodded, then chuckled and said, "Are you going to look for Mist next?"

Ximu paused slightly, then disappeared on the spot.

After he left for a while, everyone in the banquet hall gathered around Michael again, paying no attention to the previous anomaly.

at the same time.

On the second floor balcony of the banquet hall.

Mist folded her arms with one hand, her tall body leaning against the wall. The evening breeze blew through her long red hair, giving people a lovable feeling.

However, after realizing someone was approaching, his aura changed instantly, like a blade being unsheathed, giving people an extremely sharp and dangerous feeling.

Ximu commented: "You have become stronger."

Misty was slightly startled when she heard that, her pupils reflecting the man in front of her. After a moment, she drew her sword without hesitation. The flash of arc light contained full expectation. If it was that man, she would definitely be able to block it.

"clang!" Ximu raised his fingers and collided with the blade, sparks flying.

"To harm the Lord of Ashes as a human being is a miracle that even gods would find impossible."

Misty put the long knife away, looked at Akhtar's fingers, and shook her head slightly, "If you mean manicure."

"Fingernails can always be used as weapons in battle." Ximu moved his fingers, "So you have damaged the weapon used by the Lord of Ashes in battle."

Misty didn't say anything, just looked at the man in front of her quietly until Akhtar showed a puzzled look.

She took the initiative to hold Akhtar in her arms. The strength of the hug made people feel suffocated, but she had no intention of relaxing. Instead, she hugged the man in front of her even more tightly.

"Have I accepted the correct death of the Delusion Demon?" she whispered, "Otherwise why would I see you again?"

Ximu said softly: "The Mist I know is someone who would not accept the so-called correct death."

Misty didn't object.

She didn't care about the correct death that the so-called delusional demon talked about, and she had no intention of accepting the correct death, because the people she cared about existed in the real world.

So there was no way she could choose to escape.

(End of this chapter)