Chapter 156: Bribery with Beauty

"Partner, you're here." Ximu turned his head and looked at the little mare walking beside him. He subconsciously reached out to touch her neck, but after realizing that his palm was stained with dragon blood, he pulled it back. .

“Evelin, is she okay?”

"..." The little mare didn't speak and nodded slightly. She had already sent the white-haired lolita to the White Dragon King, so naturally there was no need to worry about the safety of the white-haired lolita.

In response, Ximu smiled softly: "It doesn't seem to make much sense to stay in the Dragon Empire, otherwise..."

"Can you not leave in such a hurry?" A soft laugh came, and the White Dragon King walked over slowly, followed by the white-haired Lolita.

Ximu looked sideways and said:

"After killing so many dragons, if I continue to stay in the Dragon Empire, my situation will be in danger."

"Who made you a wanted criminal in the Dragon Empire?" The White Dragon King grinned, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind Akhtar. Then he grabbed Akhtar and tried to break the wrist bracelet. move.

"Don't call me teacher if you don't agree with me. It's too immature."

"Now I am facing the strongest Dragon King." Ximu said, "But I feel quite insecure."

The White Dragon King next to him is the partner of the Sun God. He not only has the ability to spit out the sun, but also has the ability to turn himself into light. His speed absolutely crushes the Thunder Dragon King. In addition to being able to launch an attack only the moment after the light transformation is released, Apart from the flaws, it is basically an almost unsolvable panel.

Not only does it have the dragon's breath that spits out the sun, but it also has a speed that makes it difficult to react, which can be said to be full of panel attributes.

No ordinary demon can be an enemy of the White Dragon King.

This is not only because the White Dragon King himself is very strong, but also because the White Dragon King's companion god is extremely powerful.

"I didn't feel that you were nervous." The White Dragon King withdrew his hand and didn't care about Akhtar's joke. "If you have nothing to do, don't call your teacher often, otherwise her identity will be exposed."

"Aren't you going to tell the teacher's information?" Ximu asked, and the White Dragon King nodded and said casually:

"I don't plan to tell anyone yet." He didn't intend to reveal the information about the Witch of Destiny. That would offend the Witch of Death's camp and cause huge trouble to the Dragon Empire. Of course this does not mean that he is afraid of the Death Witch.

However, they are very afraid of the Witch of Death. After all, the God of Omniscience suddenly disappeared. No one knows what caused it, but they only know that it is related to the Witch of Death.

This was also the reason why he didn't want to offend the Witch of Death at will.

"That's great." Ximu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the White Dragon King, "If you want to tell us, we will also be very distressed."

"Hahaha... If we are harassed by the Death Cult, we will also be very distressed," the White Dragon King laughed, and then pointed at the dragon guard coming from a distance, "You have been fighting for so long, do you want to take a rest?"

"Forget it, I don't have much time to stay now." Ximu rejected the White Dragon King's invitation. If he accepted the White Dragon King's invitation, he would be in a lot of trouble when he went to the Dragon King's City. During this period, the White Dragon King would also do some things to him. It was a very time-consuming test. Although he could kill many dragons at this time, he was too lazy to waste time to trigger the dialogue and obtain the quest branch.

In response, the White Dragon King touched his chin: "What a pity, I still want to talk about your marriage to Evelin."

"Based on the dragon's lifespan, am I still considered a baby now?" Ximu waved his hand, "If I marry Evelin, wouldn't Evelin be breaking the law?"

The atmosphere became stagnant.

The White Dragon King was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the white-haired lolita next to him became even more angry and blushed, wishing to punch Akhtar. He had been touching her before and didn't think it was illegal. Now I started to think it was illegal.

"I'm just kidding, it's just that the Death Order is in trouble." Ximu smiled and explained to the White Dragon King, "I need to preside over it."

"No wonder my daughter said you are a conspirator who intends to subvert the world." The White Dragon King shook his head and raised his hand to press his daughter's head beside him. "Since you have something to deal with, I won't keep you here."

Ximu nodded slightly, black flames ignited on his body, burning the contaminated blood into ashes, and he immediately got on his horse.

"By the way, there is one more thing to say." He seemed to remember something and smiled at the white-haired Lolita, "I will definitely do it about bringing your soul back from hell. When the time comes, you will owe me Saved my life."

"Then how do you want me to repay you?" The white-haired Loli pursed her lips, and her delicate and pretty face revealed a bit of reluctance. Although this man was a big conspirator who intended to subvert the world, it was naturally a good thing to be able to leave.

But she didn't feel happy about it in her heart.

"Since you owe me a life, you must repay me with one." Ximu smiled, glanced at the belly of the white-haired lolita, and then quickly rode away on the little mare.

The white-haired loli lowered her head when she heard this, glanced at her belly, and her smart head fell into a brief panic.

"You bastard, how can you save your life like this!" Her delicate little face flushed, she stamped her feet, and her voice gradually became quieter.

Then he touched his lower abdomen with his little hand.

"Theoretically, it did save a life." The White Dragon King touched his chin and analyzed the matter seriously. Immediately, his angry daughter hit his thigh with his fist.

And when he looked at his angry and ashamed daughter, he couldn't help laughing.

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The city of Fafnir.

City Lord's Mansion.

Ximu got off the horse, then touched the little mare's neck, and planned to go in to find Fafnir. However, when he was about to go in, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure. She was wearing a black gelcoat and holding a The black sickle and the cold and inhumane pretty face make people feel extremely unapproachable.

But after she saw Akhtar's figure, she smiled tenderly.

"Sir Akhtar, long time no see." Sharon walked out of the city lord's palace, her high heels colliding with the stone slabs on the ground, making a crisp sound.

She came close to Akhtar. Their faces were so close that they could feel each other breathing.

"Sharon, why are you here?" Ximu looked surprised, but Sharon smiled after hearing the words, turned around and took Akhtar into the city lord's palace, and explained to Akhtar why she was here. City Lord's Mansion.

After arriving in the Dragon Empire, she specifically investigated Akhtar's whereabouts and found that no one could be found at all.

Therefore, she talked with the city lord of Fafnir City and learned that Akhtar was likely to return to Fafnir City again, so she stayed in Fafnir City temporarily until she met the returning Akhtar.

after a while.

"Lord Akhtar, you are here." Fafner came out to greet him respectfully, led Akhtar and Sharon into the living room, pointed to the sumptuous dishes on the table, and said with a smile:

"You must be hungry too, why don't you chat while eating?"

"You are well prepared?" Ximu smiled, inviting Sharon next to him to sit down, and had a sumptuous lunch with Fafnir.

Subsequently.

"Akhtar, I came here to ask you something." Sharon said the reason for her visit, her black pearly eyes reflected Akhtar's face.

"On the crisis of overlapping life and death."

"It was caused by the cooperation between the Death Witch and an unknown entity." Before Sharon could finish speaking, Ximu began to explain the information, "The purpose of overlapping life and death this time is to force the Death Goddess to come, so that the Death Witch can There is a chance to unlock the body.”

Sharon was silent for a moment and said: "I have also speculated about this information. What I want to know is how to resolve this crisis."

"..." Ximu said nothing, looked down at the wine glass in his hand, took a silent sip of wine, and asked:

"Why do you think I know how to resolve this crisis?"

"Because you have a high status in the Order of Death." Sharon replied, "You are the person most favored by the Witch of Death."

"The way to remove it is very simple." Ximu replied, "Kill the witch of death. If that doesn't work, let the goddess of death come."

"What if you can't do both things?" Sharon asked, making Ximu fall silent. He took the jug on the table, poured a glass of wine, and thought about it carefully:

"Finding the guy who cooperates with the Witch of Death, as long as we kill the unknown guy, we can also solve the crisis of overlapping life and death."

Sharon lowered her eyes and asked, "Who is that unknown guy?"

"I don't know about that." Ximu smiled, picked up the wine glass and touched Sharon gently, "But I can help you."

Sharon looked confused.

"I can help you join the Order of Death and give you a chance to face the Death Witch." Ximu smiled, "Pretend to surrender, or find a way to persuade the Death Witch to give up the crisis that overlaps life and death. You can decide on your own choose."

Having said this, he smiled again.

"Of course, you can also choose to completely surrender to the Witch of Death."

"..." Fafnir, who was listening in the audience, twitched his lips. He didn't quite understand what Akhtar was doing. If a follower of the Death Goddess was allowed to approach the Witch of Death, wouldn't the Goddess of Death have the opportunity to see death through the believers? The witch.

This would reveal a lot of important information and is really unwise.

"Is it okay?" Sharon asked, and then she saw Akhtar nod slightly, and then warned her.

"If you get close to the witch of death, you may die."

"...It doesn't matter." Sharon was silent for a moment and gave a firm answer. She could not let the crisis of life and death overlap. She had to give it a try no matter how slim the probability was.

"Then let's set off." Ximu stood up from the table and asked Fafnir beside him, "Where is the Order of Death now?"

"The country of art." Fafnir answered immediately. As a senior member of the Order of Death, he knew the trends of the Order of Death very well. If the Order of Death hadn't taken action against the Dragon Empire, he would have been one by now. Dragon Traitor, the first to surrender to the Dragon Empire.

"That's really a tricky country." Ximu said, and then left with Sharon.

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The country of art.

No... to be more precise, it is a city of art composed of many churches. In the country of art, there is no king at all, only a group of believers who pursue art.

music.

dance.

Recite poetry.

Compose.

story.

dessert.

Things that are considered art, etc., are gathered in the country of art, forming an unprecedented artistic and cultural atmosphere.

The most magnificent opera house, delicious dessert houses, beautiful statues everywhere, and so on.

Let the country of art become a famous tourist city, which can be said to be the top of many people's must-have list.

"arrive."

The horses stopped, and Ximu and Sharon dismounted. They were now standing in front of an old castle covered with vines, with several members of the Death Cult stationed at the door.

"Lord Akhtar, are you here to supervise the battle?" A red-haired woman with patterns on her arms ran over and smiled respectfully at Akhtar.

In response, Ximu shook his head:

"No, I'm here to see the Witch of Death."

"But the Witch of Death is not here." The red-haired woman explained respectfully, and then looked at Sharon with a vigilant look. She realized Sharon's identity, but because Sharon was standing next to Akhtar, she did not directly call Baofeng to kill her.

Ximu shook his head, looked at Sharon beside him, and said:

"Sharon is here to seek refuge with the Witch of Death. You take her down to rest, and I will go to see the Witch of Death." After saying that, he put the mare into the scroll ring, and then walked into the castle, leaving the bewildered red-haired woman and the cold Sharon.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"Come with me, spy." The red-haired woman said coldly, and she turned around and took Sharon into the castle with her red hair.

Before Sharon entered the castle, she looked at the barrier at the end of the horizon. That was the location of the Kingdom of Art, and it seemed that it had not been conquered by the Cult of Death.

At the same time.

On the other side.

The curtains were drawn open, and a man in a suit turned around, rubbing his hands, and looked at the cold Akhtar with a respectful smile, and said:

"Lord Akhtar, I didn't expect you to come in person."

"I heard that you can't conquer the Kingdom of Art?" Ximu asked coldly, making the man in the suit look stiff, and then smiled again.

"It just takes some time."

He snapped his fingers, and the ceiling suddenly opened, and a brown-haired girl bound by chains fell down. She was seen with her mouth blocked by tape, and her beautiful eyes stared at Akhtar and the man in the suit, although it was unclear what she was saying.

But it was probably cursing.

"We even captured the Saint of the God of Dance." The man in the suit came close to the Saint of Dance and explained to Akhtar:

"She is a prisoner captured by Kashut himself. No one has touched her. Lord Akhtar, if you are interested, you can take her away."

"..."

Ximu looked at the Saint of Dance with an interested smile, and the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Akhtar was here to blame the unfavorable situation.

So he offered the Saint of Dance who was captured by accident to prove that the Cult of Death was not without progress, and the Saint of Dance's figure and appearance were undoubtedly beautiful, which should make Akhtar change...

"Puff." The Great Sword of Death pierced through, Ximu restrained the smile on his face, and pulled out the sword that pierced the Saint of Dance's chest, "It seems that the situation is indeed unfavorable, otherwise you don't need to use the Saint of Dance to seduce me."

He turned his head and looked at the man in the suit coldly.

"Don't do these meaningless tricks. We are the Cult of Death. We want to seize the initiative in this world, not rely on small tricks to deceive our own people."

"Ah... I understand." The man in the suit trembled. Looking at Akhtar with blood on his cheek and cold eyes, he felt a sense of fear for no reason. His perception of Akhtar had undergone a subversive change.

"We will definitely do our best to conquer the Kingdom of Art!"

"Forget it this time." Ximu withdrew his sight coldly, turned around and left the room. With the sound of the door closing, the man in the suit breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to tacitly wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. He realized one thing, that this hero favored by the Witch of Death might be more cruel and ruthless than he imagined.

He looked up at the graceful body of the dancing saint, and saw that the dancing saint's chest was pierced, and there was a black flame of death spreading, gradually burning her body.

"What a pity, such a good bargaining chip."

For the death of the dancing saint, he just felt sorry that he could not use the dancing saint to force the kingdom of art to make concessions, and he did not feel sorry for the death of the beauty.

As Akhtar said, seizing the dominance of this world is what they should do as followers of the witch of death.

As for the rest, they can ignore it.