Chapter 154: Use Your Talent for Coaxing Women

“…”

The Corpse Witch had a subtle expression. Looking at Akhtar’s gentle and sincere eyes, she opened her mouth and immediately flicked her long blue hair, “Forget it, there’s no point in worrying about these things.”

She showed a dangerous expression again.

“Human, what do you want to see me for?”

“Is it not good to chat in a coffin?” Ximu looked around the dark environment, and the Corpse Witch rolled her eyes slightly, crossed her hands on her chest, and her tall breasts fluctuated.

She closed her eyes and said:

“This is the most comfortable place for me. Not only can no one disturb me, but I can also sleep comfortably.”

“You are just... lazy, right?” A sleepy voice came, and the Corpse Witch looked over, only to see the sleepy Moon Witch coming over. She stood at the edge of the pit and cast a reprimanding look.

“Do you want to sleep in the coffin now?” The Moon Witch supported her slender waist with one hand, showing an unpleasant expression.

"This exchange is related to your life and death."

"It's related to my life and death?" The Corpse Witch blinked her sapphire eyes, supported the coffin board with her hands and stood up. Her long blue hair slid down her shoulders, and her eyes became serious, with a cold sense of rationality.

Seeing this, the Moon Witch turned her head to Ximu and said:

"Akhtar, you can talk to her about cooperation now. This woman is not serious most of the time. She will forget what she said as soon as she turns her head. But when it comes to life and death, her memory and attitude will get better."

"Why do you feel like you are scolding me?" The Corpse Witch twitched her mouth. She just didn't want to add pressure to her life. She could live one day at a time, but if she didn't take it seriously when it came to life and death, she would have a problem with her brain.

In response, the Moon Witch turned her head slightly to avoid the condemning eyes of the Corpse Witch. She just told the truth.

"There's not much to talk about." Ximu said with a smile. After the Corpse Witch cast a look at him, he told her the purpose of this trip, "I want to invite you to join the Death Witch's camp and seize the dominance of this world together."

"Join the Death Witch's camp?" The Corpse Witch tilted her head and thought for a while, then looked at Akhtar carefully and said:

"I don't want to join the Death Witch's camp."

"The God of Omniscience has been sealed." Ximu suddenly added, which made the Corpse Witch stunned. She slept in the coffin for too long and didn't know much about the news from the outside world. She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the Moon Witch.

After seeing the Moon Witch nod gently.

"Then I can consider it." The Corpse Witch nodded slightly, her slender thighs slightly bent, and then suddenly jumped out of the coffin.

She stood at the edge of the pit and smiled at Ximu:

"Human, let's talk somewhere else." After saying that, she turned and headed deep into the forest. After walking for a few minutes, she came to a unique mansion.

Vines were entangled on the iron fence, and several crows stood on the edge of the mansion, looking at the three people who came with curiosity and vigilance.

There has been no outsider in this mansion for a long time.

"The outside world is changing so fast?" The Corpse Witch raised her hand and pushed open the iron door, and walked into the mansion with Ximu and the Moon Witch.

Along the way, she had learned about the changes in the outside world from Akhtar, such as the sealing of the Omniscient God, the declaration of war by the Death Witch on the gods, the overlapping order of life and death in the world, and the Ragnarok may come within ten years.

All kinds of information bombardment made her feel like she was dreaming.

Whether it was the sealing of the Omniscient God or the imminent Ragnarok, these were things she had previously assumed were very far away.

There was a feeling of witnessing history.

"The world has always been in a state of rapid change." Ximu smiled and came to the living room with the Corpse Witch, and then showed a vigilant expression. On the sofa in the living room, there was a man hugging Dragon Soul.

The man had short khaki hair and exposed his upper body with eight abdominal muscles. He hugged the female dragon who was in dragon shape and whispered love words.

The atmosphere became subtle.

"Why are you here, Demon of the Earth?" The Corpse Witch frowned in dissatisfaction, showing obvious disgust, "And can you please not be in heat in my house, it will pollute the air."

"It's really rude, we are pure love." The Demon of the Earth shook his head, then raised his hand and patted Dragon Soul's buttocks. Dragon Soul turned his head and looked at everyone, then got out of the mansion and gave the space to everyone to communicate.

"You can find it yourself, which also saves our time." The Moon Witch walked into the living room, raised her hand and gently gathered the hair by her ears, and made a cup of tea for the three of them.

As for expecting the host to make tea for the guests, that was impossible. The Corpse Witch couldn't even take care of herself, let alone take care of others.

So she had to be more conscious, otherwise she wouldn't even have a glass of water to drink.

The steaming teacup was placed down.

The Moon Witch sat down gracefully, keeping a perfect position with Akhtar, listening to their incoherent negotiations.

After a moment, she couldn't help but sigh and said:

"If you don't want to cooperate, then don't want to continue talking nonsense. Just put forward your demands and see if Akhtar can satisfy you."

She turned her head to look at the human male beside her.

"Although he invited us, the Death Witch must agree in the end. Otherwise, even if Akhtar agrees to give you the whole world, it will be useless."

"That's true." The Corpse Witch blinked and stopped probing with words. "Then let's fight. Let me see the ability of the top genius of this era."

"I want to fight you?" Ximu raised his hand and pointed at himself, then pointed at the Corpse Witch opposite him. His expression was very subtle, as if asking if you were joking.

Even if the Corpse Witch was in a weakened state, she was still a witch after all. He was not someone who could be robbed by him at the peak of human power. However, he could fight her after he surpassed the limit of human power.

As for him, after completing the ritual, he could completely press the weakened Corpse Witch on the table and output crazy damage to her buttocks in the shape of a safe birth.

"Of course not me." The Corpse Witch smiled charmingly, crossed her slender legs wrapped in bandages, and then snapped her fingers gently. As the snap echoed, her vision changed dramatically and she came to an underground world. A dozen dragon corpses cast a malicious look at them... no, they cast a malicious look at Akhtar.

"Come and let me see, the most talented hero of this era."

"Why do you want to test me when you cooperate with the Death Witch?" Ximu asked, but took out the Great Sword of Death.

In response, the Corpse Witch snorted.

"Didn't you say you can become a demon? Of course, I want to see your potential and talent, not because you opened my coffin."

Ximu: "..."

He sighed imperceptibly, kicked the ground with both feet, and his body shot out like a bullet, accompanied by the sword cutting through the air, and the ink-like flames of death were swayed, directly covering a nearby corpse dragon, and turning it into ashes in an instant.

Then, he felt that the remaining corpse dragons suddenly became stronger. It was the Corpse Witch who strengthened the strength of the corpse dragons, and the strength had exceeded the strength of the corpse dragons before they died.

However.

"It's a pity that you will face real...death next." Ximu grinned, and the dragon breath mixed with black flames overflowed from his teeth, and he spit out a burning black sun.

"Boom!" The spreading flame of death spread, engulfing several nearby corpse dragons and engulfing them in black flames.

The battle is over.

"Is it okay?" Ximu exhaled a breath with a little black sparks, and asked the Corpse Witch with a smile.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"You are really favored by the Death Witch." The Corpse Witch sighed, but she untied the scenery in her heart and let everyone return to the mansion.

"I agree to join." The Demon of the Earth gave the first answer. He had no reason to refuse to join the Death Witch camp.

Compared with waiting for the Ragnarok to come ten years later, it is better to take back all the power and gamble for yourself once. Winning is naturally a good thing.

If you lose, you will be reduced to ashes under the flames of ash.

"Welcome." Ximu nodded, then looked at the Corpse Witch, who sighed helplessly and muttered.

"If possible, I just want to sleep in a coffin." After saying that, she nodded to Akhtar, "I will join too."

"Then the purpose of my trip has been achieved." Ximu picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all, then stood up and was about to leave.

However, the Moon Witch reached out and grabbed his wrist:

"Don't you want to summon the Death Witch to see us?"

"The Death Witch should not have the energy to come out now." Ximu explained, "She has to guard against the gods attacking the Death Cult."

"And are you recruiting accomplices for the Death Witch behind the scenes?" The Moon Witch let go of her hand and let Akhtar leave the mansion.

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At the same time.

The elf territory.

"Die." The split demon stretched out his hand, and the grid-like slashing broke out with his body as the center. In an instant, the surrounding buildings, bridges, stone roads, and tens of thousands of elves living here were all turned into pieces.

Resistance... No, most people don't realize why they are dying.

"Sure enough, as long as the body carrying the soul is destroyed to a certain extent, death can be forced." He observed for a while, "But the soul seems to be unable to go directly to hell, it can only be said that it is not bound by the body."

"As long as the goddess of death comes, the wandering soul can be freed." A gentle female voice came, and the split demon turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in a gray cloak, walking slowly towards her.

She took off her cloak, revealing a delicate face.

"Split demon, I need you to do something."

"Ha~ Do it if you ask me to do it?" The split demon sneered, shook his hand at Eden, and the terrifying slash passed by Eden, leaving a narrow valley that spread to the end of the field of vision.

With his strength restored to his peak state, he has no scruples as long as it is not that group of guys who are so powerful that they are abnormal.

And the woman in front of him is neither a god nor a witch.

It is not worth mentioning at all.

"Just like you will kill people for no reason, I will not ask your opinion." Eden lowered his eyes gently and walked towards the split demon.

"Do you need to care about the opinions of the weak?" The split demon laughed and casually swung his palm, and the slash that was enough to cut the sea went towards Eden.

The result must be the fall of the beauty.

It should be like this, but the slash that was enough to cut the sea was corrected by the world at the moment it approached Eden.

The slash was forcibly erased.

This woman...what's going on?

The Split Demon had a strong bad premonition, remembering the last time he encountered the Goddess of Lies.

This time he shouldn't be so unlucky, and he met another woman with ridiculous strength.

The next second.

"Ugh!" The Split Demon's eyes bulged out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body folded in half, and flew out like a cannonball, rolling several times on the snow before stopping.

Eden calmly put down his palm, looked at the Split Demon who was half-kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, turned around and turned into a golden light mist and disappeared on the spot.

What needed to be done on this trip has been completed.

"What's going on with that woman?" The Split Demon stood up, holding his abdomen. He was ready to reveal his trump card and launch a counterattack against the strange woman, but the woman just slapped him in the abdomen and left.

Wait...slapped him in the abdomen.

The split demon lowered his head and lifted the clothes on his abdomen. He saw circles of spells, like tadpoles, written on his lower abdomen. If you look closely, you can find that the spells are vaguely moving.

He twitched his mouth.

"What... is this?"

Although he knew what it meant, he was sure that the spell on his abdomen... no, it was a curse that was very bad.

After studying for a while.

The split demon finally figured out the effect of the curse on his abdomen. It was an extremely vicious curse that could sacrifice living people to become weapons.

There was no need to forge or find precious meteorites. Instead, living people were used as materials to directly forge the corresponding precious weapons.

"Hahahaha... Is this a weapon that uses me as a living sacrifice!" The split demon laughed in anger, opened his arms, and activated his power.

Cut off everything that did not belong to him, and the curse would naturally disappear.

A flash of light passed, and black mist emerged from the body of the split demon, forcibly cutting off foreign objects that did not belong to him.

After doing all this.

"Hmph." The split demon lifted up the clothes on his abdomen and found that the curse text still did not disappear, but expanded.

What is going on.

"Is it a curse that directly distorts my existence?" The split demon looked gloomy. He guessed the true nature of the curse. Most curses can be removed, but if it is a curse directly targeting the existence level, then even if he uses the ability of splitting, it will not be effective, because his existence has been distorted.

To give an inappropriate example, it is like a disease in a person's body. The organ is still the same organ, but it is not the same as before.

At this time, the approach is either to forcibly remove the organ or to make do with it.

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On the other side.

Demon Castle.

"Teacher, I'm back." Ximu pushed the door and walked in. Hecate was still sitting elegantly, and was also instructing the white-haired loli about some knowledge about magic.

As for the White Dragon King and the Denial Demon, they are nowhere to be found, but according to the inertia of the plot, they are probably the gods who created the Dragon Tomb.

That's right, although he has always been in contact with witches and demons, the actual manager of the Dragon Tomb is actually the god, but he has never shown up from beginning to end.

Of course, this is not because the gods behind the Dragon Tomb are cold and unwilling to meet mortals, but they want to make a choice after the situation becomes clearer.

If the gods have the upper hand, or the omniscient god suddenly returns, the gods behind the Dragon Tomb will attack the demons and witches.

And if the camp of the Witch of Death has the upper hand, the gods behind the Dragon Tomb can also directly switch to the camp of the Witch of Death through the relationship with the Moon Witch and others.

No matter who wins or loses, the gods behind the Dragon Tomb always win.

"Disciple, come to the master." Hecate put down the book in her hand, raised her hand and touched the head of the white-haired loli beside her, and then set her sights on Akhtar.

Ximu came over and sat next to Hecate.

"Well, the condition has worsened." Hecate stretched out her hand, raised her hand and touched Akhtar's neck, and drew a conclusion after carefully sensing it.

"Disciple, you are going to turn into a dragon too."

"Maybe the side effects of slaying too many dragons are showing up." Ximu smiled helplessly, raised his hand to lift his sleeves, revealing his arm with faint dragon scales.

Although the dragon magic he obtained was corrected, he killed far more dragons than Siegfried, which would inevitably make his dragon transformation worse.

Now he is about to fall into a dragon.

"Master can help you suppress the progress of dragon transformation." Hecate glanced at the narrating Mao Loli and chuckled:

"Of course you can also choose to turn into a dragon."

"After turning into a dragon, will the teacher still recognize me as his disciple?" Ximu touched the scales on the back of his hand.

In response, Hecate smiled and replied: "Species and life forms are not important to the master. The disciple is always the master's disciple."

Reaching her current height, she is no longer bound by species. It is better to say that people are bound by races, which can be interfered and changed by her.

When a thing can freely choose based on its ability, it has no special features, just like when you can freely choose any race or gender in a game.

Then the classification of species has no special features.

Who you want to use is purely based on personal will.

"Then turn into a dragon." Ximu glanced at the white-haired loli and happened to look into her ruby ​​eyes, "Otherwise it will be difficult to give birth to offspring."

"What does this have to do with me?" The white-haired loli's cheeks turned red and she couldn't help turning her head to avoid Akhtar's sight. "I'm not old enough to give birth to offspring yet, Akhtar, don't mess around. ”

Ximu kept smiling and said nothing.

"I...I have something else to do, you guys can talk." The white-haired Loli became quieter and softer as she spoke, and ran out of the room in a panic.

And after she left.

"Teacher, do you have anything you want to say to me?" Ximu withdrew his gaze. Now he and Hecate are the only two people here who can tell some secrets between master and disciple.

In response, Hecate smiled and said: "You are becoming more and more skillful in handling the little girl."

"I just think you are praising me, master." Ximu smiled, and Hecate shook her head after hearing this, and then said:

"I need you to take a branch from the Tree of Omniscientity."

"A branch of the tree of omniscience?" Ximu was stunned, "Teacher, that's not something I can intercept."

In the setting of the game, the tree of omniscience is a metaphysical tree that can be found in every corner of the world. Even if he is holding the sword of death, he cannot cut off a branch.

Even the Black Dragon King could only bite off the bark and was unable to break the branches.

"You don't need to intercept." Hecate kept smiling and looked at the embarrassed apprentice with a faint smile. "Apprentice, use your ability to coax little girls."

Ximu was silent for a moment: "Master, do you want me to ask Eden for help?"

It is naturally impossible for him to intercept the branches of the tree of omniscience, at least it is impossible to do it now.

However, it would be an extremely simple matter for the manager of the Tree of Omniscient to intercept it.

To this.

"She will be willing to help you." Hecate smiled softly, picked up the manuscript of the Moon Witch on the table, and read it gently.

When Ximu heard this, he was silent for a moment and said, "I will ask her. If Eden is not willing, then forget it."

"What the teacher says is destiny." Hecate hit Akhtar on the head with the book in her hand, and her originally gentle expression turned stern, "Speaking of which, have you studied well on your own?"

Xi Mu immediately answered: "Of course."

"The more powerful you are, the more knowledge you need to fill it in." Hecate warned and started teaching between master and apprentice.

With her apprentice's current strength, she can already try to perform rituals and advance to become a demon. However, if she wants to know the conditions for satisfying the ritual, she needs enough knowledge to study and understand in order to find out the conditions for the ritual.

Suppose an empty-headed person unexpectedly possesses peak human strength. He is not qualified to be promoted to a demon because he does not even know how to perform the ritual.

Akhtar is currently stuck in this delicate stage and must fill in a lot of knowledge so that Akhtar can find a way to advance to the level of a demon.

This process is difficult and has blocked many people who are at the top of their game.

After all, getting stronger through exercise sometimes depends on talent. As long as you follow your instincts, you can reach the pinnacle of a person. However, if you find a ritual that suits you, it will test your personal knowledge and research capabilities.

for a long time.

The Witch of Destiny disappeared, and Akhtar and the white-haired Loli left the Dragon Tomb on their little mare.

Walking through the long corridor, the dazzling sunlight enters the eyes.

Subsequently.

"Ha~ we're surrounded." Ximu squeezed the little mare with his legs slightly and looked around. In the square outside the Dragon Tomb, there were groups of giant dragons.

"They are sinful dragons." The white-haired Loli raised her head, looked at Akhtar who was bowing his head, and explained softly, "They are all dragons who have committed capital crimes and are imprisoned."

"Why are they still alive when they committed a capital crime?" Ximu asked, and then heard Bai Mao Loli's explanation.

"There is no death penalty in the Dragon Empire. Even if the death penalty is waived, you will only be imprisoned until death. If you accidentally become pregnant in prison, or if you have a clear offspring, you can also be transferred to a conservation area and receive better living conditions. "

"You dragons are really obsessed with procreation." Ximu twitched the corner of his mouth, took out the sword of death and pointed it at the dragons outside.

"An enemy or a friend?"