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Chapter 289 The Goddess of Life Years Ago

Lionheart City.

The breeze blew up the dead yellow leaves on the ground, passing through the empty streets until they were caught by a slender white hand.

The savior goddess looked down at the leaf in her hand, then glanced at the surrounding scenery. All the shops were closed, as if everyone had left Lionheart City... No, most people had committed suicide. Even those who survived had lost the desire to leave their homes and were waiting for the next dream to begin.

"Long time no see, Savior." A gentle female voice came from not far away, making the Savior Goddess look subconsciously, only to see a beautiful girl with long brown hair walking towards her with graceful steps, followed by a maid holding a parasol.

"Sister Anastasia, are you out for a walk too?" The savior goddess showed a hint of surprise. She had known many friends, but most of them had fallen into self-destruction and chose to enter the right death.

Now that she can see Anastasia safe and sound, it is undoubtedly a happy thing for her.

"After the dream ends, I habitually go out for a walk." Anastasia explained, and then invited the savior goddess to take a walk together. The two of them walked through the desolate streets and came to a church.

"Everything will come to the end of its life, humans and civilization alike." Anastasia looked at the statue of the Goddess of Life, clasped her fingers together, and prayed silently for a moment.

She lowered her hands in prayer.

"Has Akhtar come to Lionheart City?"

"..."

The savior goddess shook her head slightly. She had not seen her teacher in the world for a long time and could only see him in her dreams. Now her teacher was always with the Witch of Death, studying ways to transcend the Ragnarok of the Gods.

"You're really busy." Anastasia chuckled and raised her hand to gently touch her long brown hair. "I wanted to tell him the good news that I've awakened my ability."

"What abilities has Sister Anastasia awakened?" The savior goddess asked subconsciously. She knew clearly that Anastasia did not have any special talents, and theoretically she would never be able to awaken any abilities in her lifetime. However, there is a way to make people awaken their abilities quickly. As long as they follow the footprints of corresponding powerful beings in the simulated world, and then obtain corresponding favors from corresponding beings in reality, they can immediately obtain extraordinary magic power and thus obtain the qualification to awaken magic power.

"Keep it a secret." Anastasia smiled, but stretched out a finger with a warm flame swaying at the fingertips.

The Goddess of Savior looked at the flame and immediately recognized its true identity. It was the Flame of Ashes... no, its nature was not quite similar.

"What is this?"

"It's the flame of ash." Anastasia extinguished the flame in her hand, and then explained to the Goddess of Savior, "This is proof that Akhtar has a deeper grasp of the Lord of Ashes. He may have been able to transform destruction into... creation."

The savior goddess widened her eyes in shock: "Doesn't that mean that the teacher's deep impulses have begun to emerge as the instinct of creation?"

Anastasia asked in confusion, "The instinct of creation is emerging?"

"It's a bit difficult to explain." The Savior Goddess pursed her red lips, "The teacher is the Lord of Ashes. His underlying impulse is to burn the world into ashes, but after completing his duty of burning the world, the teacher's underlying impulse will change to the impulse of creation."

She raised her hand and pressed it to her chest.

"That means the teacher will soon begin to burn from the end of time toward the present."

Anastasia lowered her eyes and smiled softly, "That does sound a bit... distressing."

"I'm sorry, Sister Anastasia." The Savior Goddess hurriedly ran out of the cult and disappeared quickly, leaving behind an anxious voice, "I'm going to check on the teacher."

Anastasia chuckled at the sight, then looked at the maid Norma beside her. The two of them left the cult one after the other.

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hell.

Outside the Twin Towers.

Ximu sat on the edge of the steps, looking at the savior goddess trotting towards him from a distance, and smiled gently.

"Why are you running so fast?"

"Teacher, did you know I was coming?" The savior goddess asked subconsciously, and then realized that she asked a very meaningless question. For a teacher who has reached the level of the Lord of Ashes, there is nothing he doesn't know as long as he thinks about it.

"In three days, I will burn the world." Ximu directly said the information that the savior goddess was most concerned about. "Try to stop it, otherwise I will burn everyone and everything to ashes."

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

The savior goddess found that many of the questions she wanted to ask suddenly became meaningless. Now that the teacher has issued the final notice, it seems that she has no choice but to accept it.

"Everyone's gonna...die, right?"

"It depends on whether you can transcend the Ragnarok." Ximu stood up and patted his apprentice on the shoulder. Although he had been staying with the Witch of Death to experiment with the kingdom of death within death, his will had been projected into the simulation world. He had been studying the powers of the players and had already reached the height of omnipotence.

The new world model has been perfected thanks to Eden and his efforts, and now the final stage can be started.

"Yeah." The savior goddess responded softly. Although time was very tight, she had no choice at this point.

She adjusted her mindset and exhaled:

"Teacher, can I remove your protection when we fight?"

"You can't even break my defense, which only means..." Before he could finish his words, Ximu saw his apprentice hugging his arm pitifully, begging softly:

"Teacher, please~"

"Even if I remove the protection, you can't interfere with me." Ximu shook his head, but found that the savior goddess hugged his arms tighter and her expression became more pitiful, making people unable to bear to refuse.

“Teacher~ If you don’t remove the protection, there won’t even be a chance to interfere.” The savior goddess deliberately prolonged her voice, as if she was acting coquettishly like a little girl.

In response, Ximu was silent for a moment and asked, "Who taught you to act like a spoiled child like this?"

The savior goddess hesitated for a moment, then said truthfully: "It was taught by the sick witch sister."

"Okay, I will remove the protection when the time comes." Ximu raised his hand and rubbed the head of the savior goddess, "But removing the protection is not necessarily a good thing. It will be more dangerous for you, just like putting your hand directly into the sun."

The savior goddess pursed her lips tightly and said, "This is enough."

Ximu didn't say much when he saw this, and turned to chat with the savior goddess about other things. The two of them sat on the steps, talking like father and daughter... no, maybe brother and sister.

After a long time, the goddess of savior left hell.

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Two days later.

The whole world knows that the Lord of Ashes is about to come, and people have made their choices at the last moment. For most people, correct death is the only option, and only a very few choose to transcend Ragnarok.

"It's over. This is the last day of the apocalypse." The Delusion Demon stood at the edge of the city, then turned to the Density Demon and asked, "Do you choose to fight against the Lord of Ashes or choose the right death?"

The Density Demon clenched his fist and said, "Of course I choose to fight against the Lord of Ashes. Even if I can't win, I still want to punch that man. Otherwise, it's really..."

Before he finished speaking, the Devil of Delusion added the second half of the sentence:
"It's too suffocating, isn't it?"

"Yes." The Density Demon laughed and looked at the sky with the Delusion Demon. The temperature in the air was getting hotter and hotter, indicating that the Lord of Ashes from the future was coming at a very fast speed.

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The end of time.

In the world of ash.

"...It's over." Ximu drew out the Greatsword of Death, and looked calmly at the Omniscient God who turned into broken light and disappeared. Then he cast his gaze to the past, and then moved forward to the past, gradually burning up the past time.

And this is also reflected in the past.

The flames of ash suddenly spread across the world, and everything was burned to ashes in an instant. Only a very few people could survive.

Iris Kingdom. Volcano Alchemy Workshop.

"You're here?" The Alchemy Witch, wearing a white coat and her legs wrapped in black stockings, looked at the man who appeared out of nowhere and smiled, "Am I the last witch to survive?"

Ximu immediately answered: "Obviously impossible."

"That's true." The Alchemy Witch sighed, then raised her fair neck and said unexpectedly calmly, "Then kill me."

Although she had been trying to study the non-existence of matter, and did have a corresponding idea, which was to extract the non-existence of matter in this world from the soul, but due to time constraints, this plan was never implemented.

Therefore, she currently cannot produce the materials to transcend Ragnarok.

"What a pity." Ximu sighed and drew out the Greatsword of Death out of thin air, ready to end the life of the Alchemy Witch.

"What's a pity?" The Alchemy Witch blinked and pressed her fingers lightly on her rosy lips. "Is it a pity that you didn't get both me and my daughter?"

Ximu: "..."

"What a pity! My daughter has already gone to hell." The Alchemy Witch smiled and said, "Otherwise..."

Before she could finish her words, the Greatsword of Death was swung down, ending the life of the Alchemist Witch.

Ximu turned around expressionlessly and disappeared from the alchemy workshop, going to look for the next person who was going to try to cross Ragnarok.

Unlike the last time he burned the world, he needs to face enemies all over the world, but this time they are extremely scattered. These are the people who are trying to cross Ragnarok, and basically they have no intention of using force to cross it. Also, the relationship between the many demons and witches is not very good, and even their plans are somewhat contradictory.

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Lionheart City.

Lakeside residence.

An invisible barrier isolates the flames of ash.

"Why do you look so impatient?" The Plague Goddess sat elegantly beside the lake, looking at Akhtar who walked out of the void, with a hint of confusion on her delicate face, "Is it caused by the impulse of creation?"

"Maybe." Ximu answered, and then he saw the Plague Goddess shook her head, stood up with her skirt touched, and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Why do you want to keep me in this world?"

"Maybe it's because you appeared too early." Ximu replied. There are many goddesses in the sky, but the Plague Goddess is a relatively special one. She appeared too early, and it also meant a turning point in the fate of the world, so it is hard not to leave a deep impression on people.

"Is that so~" The Plague Goddess smiled slyly, the melancholy in her eyes disappeared, and she pinched Akhtar's cheek, "What impression did I leave on you at the beginning?"

Ximu thought for a while, and when he was about to answer, he saw the Plague Goddess covering his mouth with her palm, and then gently kissed the back of her hand.

"If I could see you in the new world," the Plague Goddess showed Akhtar the lipstick kiss on the back of her hand. "Then it wouldn't be through the back of my hand. That would be a reward for the savior."

"Is saving the world worth a kiss?" Ximu shook his head in dissatisfaction, "When did saving the world become so cheap?"

The Plague Goddess put her hands behind her back, came close to Akhtar, and smiled brightly, "Then what kind of reward do you think is appropriate?"

Ximu said: "At least you should give some interest, right?"

"Okay." The Plague Goddess reached out and grabbed Akhtar's collar, then shook it hard, and then the two of them kissed each other.

After a while, the two separated.

“Are you satisfied with this?” The Plague Goddess asked with a smile. She no longer cared about Akhtar’s identity as the Lord of Ashes, because the man standing in front of her was not a destroyer, but a savior who had cooperated with the Witch of Death.

So she could accept Akhtar's greed for her.

"I can't bear to kill you even in this way." Ximu touched his lips, as if hesitating whether to burn the world to ashes later.

However, when he saw the Plague Goddess raising her white neck, waiting for him to take action, flames ignited in his palms and burned the Plague Goddess to death.

Ximu turned around and looked at the Sickly Witch not far away. Their sights overlapped into a line. Then he snapped his fingers expressionlessly. A spark burned the Sickly Witch into ashes and sent her to hell.

And right now.

A young girl walked out from behind a tree not far away. She was wearing a gorgeous lolita dress, with two black ponytails hanging down and a charming smile on her pretty face. It was obvious that she had been hiding in the lakeside mansion for a long time, but had not shown up before.

“You really treat me differently.” The witch clone walked gracefully, step by step, approaching the Lord of Ashes. Looking at his cold expression, she maintained a calm and elegant smile, “But it’s because I met you too late.”

She stopped near Akhtar and lifted the hem of her skirt.

"Should you remove your protection?"

Ximu replied: "It is solved."

"Then I'll... be polite. Can I become a part of you?" The clone witch approached and hugged the Lord of Ashes in her arms. She activated her clone power, wanting to transform herself into the Lord of Ashes' clone, and then transform all life into the Lord of Ashes' clones, and then differentiate them again in the new world.

Theoretically, as long as her plan succeeds, the Lord of Ashes can use her abilities to transform all people... including the souls of Hell, into clones, and then successfully smuggle everyone to a new world.

As for whether one can still be considered oneself after becoming the clone of the Lord of Ashes, it depends on people's definition of self.

The slender hands embraced tightly, and the witch clone seemed to want to merge into the body of the Lord of Ashes. The plump fruit squeezed into a flat circle, and feeling the temperature transmitted from the Lord of Ashes' body, she felt as if she was about to be burned... no, she was burned.

The witch's body was ablaze with flames of ash. She felt like she was embracing the sun. Not to mention becoming a part of the sun, even getting close to it was a luxury.

The Lord of Ashes, who was powerful enough to burn the world, burned her into ashes the moment she tried to merge into it.

A gentle breeze blew.

A little smoke and dust was rolled up and drifted into the lake not far away.

Ximu calmly turned around and left. If the witch clone had reached the height of omnipotence, then perhaps she could resist his own ash flame and successfully transform into his clone, but the witch clone did not reach the height of omnipotence after all.

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The flames that burn the world to ashes grow stronger.

The demons and witches thought of ways to save the world and applied them to the Lord of Ashes one by one, but they all failed.

This is due to both imperfect planning and insufficient strength.

finally.

"Teacher." The savior goddess called softly, tightly gripping the holy sword in her hand. Her amber eyes reflected the man opposite her, the culprit who burned the world to ashes, and also her teacher.

Ximu didn't say anything, his ruby-like pupils reflected the student's uneasy look: "Maybe I should give you more time."

"Teacher, the exam won't wait for anyone." The savior goddess shook her head slightly, then swung the holy sword in her hand. She wanted to show everything she had learned, even if it was meaningless to the teacher.

Ximu saw the holy sword coming, raised his hand gently, grabbed it in his palm, and then the hot flame of ashes engulfed everything.

The fire burned toward the past.

Until 50,000 years ago.

The Tree of Omniscience had not yet spread everywhere, and the first humans had not yet been fully intoxicated by the endless blessings bestowed by the Omniscient God.

The goddess of life was born.

Next to the Tree of Omniscience, a goddess in a white robe looked at the world like a child, but her mature figure that seemed to embody all the beauty of a woman made it impossible to tell how long she had been born.

Ximu stopped burning the world, walked out of the void, and stood in front of the Goddess of Life. The lines of sight of both of them overlapped into a line.

(End of this chapter)