Chapter 204 Intent on Starting a Big Fight in the Sky

"...Please don't fight now." A delicate voice suddenly broke into the tense atmosphere. Everyone present subconsciously looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw the male god being held in the arms of the God of War, saying with an uneasy look on his face, "I don't want to get involved in your fight."

"Who are you?" Ximu asked coldly, without any respect for the gods.

"The God of same-sex love." The delicate male god replied. He is the god in charge of same-sex love. However, this same-sex love does not refer to men and men, but refers to the same-sex love of all races and all lives. A god who violates the principles of reproduction established by the goddess of life to a certain extent.

However, his birth was not disliked by the goddess of life. She just regarded him as an ordinary god and did not seem to regard his birth as violating the principle of reproduction.

But his own existence has been discriminated against, so he is so close to the God of War in order to have an ordinary sense of security.

"I'm not a cruel person, and I won't hurt innocent people casually." Ximu suddenly laughed and spoke to the God of War, "If there is someone who is really unhappy with me, then just come and attack me. ”

He and Brefield entered the room.

"I won't run away, but if you don't dare to take action, that's another matter. But I guess not all gods are...cowards, right?"

As soon as the sound fell, the door closed, completely covering the figures of Akhtar and Brefil, leaving only the God of War and the God of Love outside the door.

The wind gently blew through the lawn and flowers in the front yard.

The God of War hugged the God of Love tightly in his arms. He looked at the closed door and suddenly asked:

"Who do you think is stronger, Akhtar or me?"

"Of course it's you... No, I don't know." The God of Love wanted to answer without hesitation that it was the God of War, but then he thought that Akhtar had cut down so many gods, and even the Goddess of Swords almost died in Akhtar. In the hands of Hetal.

Now he does not hesitate to say that the God of War will win. He no longer has the confidence to say it. Although rationally speaking, the power of the God of War is to crush Akhtar. As long as the power of the God of War is activated, no matter what he faces, Any enemy can gain an overwhelming power advantage, even if it gains power beyond that of the omniscient God, it is understandable.

However, in this world, the stronger the power, the better the victory in battle. Otherwise, the God of War should be the strongest in Gao Tian.

The use of power is the key to victory or defeat.

If I had to give an example, it would be to let the God of War fight against the Witch of Death. Even if he gains power beyond the Witch of Death, as long as the Witch of Death activates her power, she can directly grant death to the God of War.

In this process, the God of War can use all means to resist, such as raising the defense to an unprecedented level, and the Witch of Death can also use her power to add a defense-breaking effect.

So although he knew that the God of War had great power, he could not guarantee the extent to which Akhtar could exert his power.

"Has he grown to this point?" The God of War rubbed the shoulders of the God of Love, and his expression began to become complicated. "He has already mastered the power that threatens me not long after he became a demon?"

There are not many such cases in history. Existences such as the Death Witch and the Outsider Demon can crush most gods with their power the moment they become a demon or witch. However, such examples are rare in history.

And Akhtar obviously falls into this category.

"Don't... fight him." The God of Love advised him gently. "If you fight, you will not only offend the Goddess of Life, but if you win, you will be retaliated by the Witch of Death."

"Don't be so timid." The God of War laughed heartily, hugged the God of Love and left, not paying attention to the God of Love's persuasion.

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Inside the mansion.

"Please use it." A cold voice came, and then a cup of hot tea was placed in front of the table. Ximu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then turned his eyes to Brefield opposite, showing an embarrassed smile.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, you did not come to Gaotian to fight." Brefield sighed, "I know you have the urge to fight, but please... restrain yourself and don't make things difficult for me and the Goddess of Life. "

Ximu smiled: "Didn't I take action?"

If he takes action directly, the Goddess of Life will come to stop him, and there will be no chance to kill the God of War. Moreover, the God of War will not secretly cause trouble in the future, gathering a bunch of NPCs to come and die.

So he was very patient and waited for the God of War to cause trouble.

"But you hinted that they took action." Brefield said coldly, feeling a headache. This man really didn't worry at all.

Ximu responded with a smile, "I just told them that if they dare to take action, they will face my counterattack."

"Humph." Brefil hummed, and immediately turned his head away from Akhtar, not believing this perfunctory statement at all.

She got up and left the living room, and soon came back with a set of clothes, which she placed in front of Akhtar's table.

"Go take a shower and change into this set of clothes."

Ximu picked up the clothes and curiously asked Brefield, "Isn't there a maid to help you take a bath?"

"No." Brefield responded coldly and left the living room immediately. She was going to prepare something else. Otherwise, if Akhtar and the gods took action, the situation might explode.

Ragnarok was about to come, but now if there was a full-scale war with the Witch of Death, the situation might really be irreversible.

Akhtar cannot be allowed to... take action from high heaven.

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“It’s up to Akhtar to take action.”

In the empty room, the God of Fighting put on an attack stance, constantly sketching Akhtar's appearance in his mind, completing all the imaginable details.

Then, in his mind, Akhtar took action.

"The rules of the game are to survive in a world of death." Akhtar folded his hands and showed a vicious smile. The rules from the Witch of Death spread, creating a world that forced the death of all things. Even gods who have no concept of death will be Force the concept of death, and then force... death.

The God of Fighting's eyes widened, his consciousness began to blur, and his body fell to the ground, blood staining the floor red.

After a moment, he suddenly slapped the ground, his body rose directly into the air, flipped around in the air, and stood on the ground again.

"It's... a really troublesome ability." The God of Fighting raised his hand and wiped the blood flowing from his nose. He was very interested in Akhtar, but it was difficult to think of how to deal with Akhtar's ability. The Kingdom, with its mandatory ability to kill everything within its scope, is very difficult for him.

"It's not difficult to deal with it, just keep a distance." Thunder light flashed out of the void, and a man with thunder lingering around him appeared.

He put his hands in his pockets and smiled at the God of Fighting.

"Akhtar's Kingdom of Death is limited in scope, so long-range attacks are enough."

"Then what if Akhtar gets close?" The God of Fighting asked back, assuming an attack posture, his eyes firmly fixed on Akhtar who was created in his mind, and explained to the God of Thunder beside him, " The wider the expansion of the kingdom of the heart, the smaller the binding force. If Akhtar seizes the opportunity to expand the kingdom of death, which is only about ten meters or one meter, how will you respond? "

There is a limit to the expansion of the inner kingdom in this world. The larger the scope of expansion, the smaller the binding force. Not only can it be easily broken, but the binding rules of the inner kingdom will also be greatly weakened.

For example, the Sword Goddess took over Akhtar's unfolding Heart Kingdom head-on. This was because Akhtar's unfolding of the Heart Kingdom was very large, so it did not contain a strong binding force. As a result, there was no way to kill the Sword Goddess immediately.

"Just don't get close." The God of Thunder replied, "As long as the speed is fast enough, it will be faster than Akhtar's speed of unfolding the kingdom in his heart."

As the god in charge of thunder, he possesses unimaginable speed and has the confidence to dodge Akhtar's unfolding inner kingdom.

In response, the God of Fighting responded calmly:

"I... don't have that fast speed. If Akhtar unfolds his inner kingdom and captures me, I can only confront the rules of his inner kingdom head-on."

"Then let's use foreign objects." The God of Thunder crossed his arms, but the God of Fighting shook his head, and then his pupils suddenly dilated and his body fell down again.

He hit his face on the ground and made a sound.

"If weapons were used, it would be... boring."

"Are you trying to compete?" The God of Thunder couldn't help but say, "We want to kill him, not compete with him."

"..."

The God of Fighting didn't answer. He slapped the ground hard with both hands, rotated his body in the air, and stood firmly on the ground again.

"That's not important."

"..." The God of Thunder couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and immediately turned into lightning and disappeared on the spot. He was no longer interested in communicating with this kind of empty-handed sect. He clearly controlled the power of fighting, and it was not necessary to fight with bare hands.

at the same time.

on the other side.

On a dove-shaped building.

At the beak.

"I don't want to fight Akhtar." The messenger god waved his hand and said to the angry god who invited him, "I can't think of any chance of winning against that kind of man."

"It's not necessarily a one-on-one duel." The God of Fury responded with a smile, "Maybe it's a one-on-many duel."

"Although I know that there are many people among the gods who hate Akhtar." The messenger god asked, "But why are you so eager to kill Akhtar? Can't you wait for the three goddesses of fate to find the omniscient god? "

From his point of view, there is no need to fight Akhtar at all. As long as the three goddesses of fate find the God of omniscience, all the situations can be calmed down.

And if the all-knowing God cannot be found, then there is no benefit in offending Akhtar. Instead, he may receive special attention from the Witch of Death.

That is the most fatal thing.

"Don't be so afraid, even if you don't have the protection of the omniscient God." The angry God smiled, "It is not very difficult to deal with the Death Witch and Akhtar and others, otherwise the Death Witch and the others would have been killed long ago. Go to heaven."

He asserted so.

"As long as the gods work together, they can solve all witch crises."

God of Messengers: "..."

Can this group of warring factions use their brains and stop being so superstitious about using force to solve problems? The most important thing now is to solve Ragnarok.

Instead of dealing with the troublesome demons and witches.

However, he just thought about it in his mind. The logic of these guys is that as long as they work hard to achieve miracles, kill all the witches and demons who are causing trouble, and then eliminate all crises that may lead to Ragnarok.

"I thought you would be hostile to Akhtar." The angry god shook his head, feeling disappointed that the messenger god was so timid.

The best way to solve all crises now is to unite the power of the gods and solve all crises and troubles.

Tolerance will only make the problem worse.

"Even if I participate... I can't beat it." The Messenger God responded lightly, "You don't think I can resist the Kingdom of Death launched by Akhtar, right?"

The God of Rage shook his head, turned around and left directly. He was no longer interested in talking to a guy like the Messenger God who just wanted to passively wait for things to be resolved by themselves.

If the three goddesses of fate can't find the omniscient god, the problem of delaying will only become more and more serious, and the witches and demons lurking in the dark are ready to move.

Now is the time to unite the power of the gods and clear everything.

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"You're done, how do you feel?" Ximu wiped his wet hair with a towel and asked Braifel who was sitting quietly in the living room, "This is my first time wearing Gaotian clothing."

"No wonder you are liked by so many people." Braifel looked at Akhtar in a white robe and had to sigh that the other party had the capital to be liked.

In this world, if you want to be liked by others, you can rely on abundant financial resources, outstanding emotional intelligence, and of course outstanding appearance.

In fact, women are also lustful. They will feel moved by outstanding opposite sex and take the initiative to act.

And Akhtar can keep clean under such outstanding conditions, which makes people even more...fascinated.

No wonder Akhtar has so many admirers.

"..." Ximu smiled, came to sit next to Braifel, leaned back on the chair, and crossed his legs.

"What are you going to let me do next?"

"Hide you." Braifel took out a mask out of thin air and pressed it directly on Akhtar's face, "Next, you are not Akhtar, but just an ordinary believer who believes in the goddess of life."

"Does this level of hiding make sense to the gods?" Ximu raised his hand and touched the mask on his cheek, as if he could see Braifel's depressed look soon.

"At least it means that I am thinking of a way." Braifel responded coldly. "What else do you want me to do? Drive you back to the underworld?"

Ximu did not respond. His eyes penetrated the mask and he looked at the ceiling in a trance. He was waiting for the God of War and his group to make trouble.

Theoretically, as long as he followed the words of the Goddess of Life, he could avoid disputes with the gods, but he did not intend to act according to the words of the Goddess of Life from the beginning to the end.

It's better to say that he wanted to... escalate the situation and have a big battle in the sky.