Chapter 247 Gathering at Lionheart City

"What's the matter?" Ximu turned his head and looked at the girl who appeared outside the window. She was wearing a veil, her short black hair fluttered in the evening breeze, a slender finger blocked her lips, and her eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

This scene gave people an unreal feeling, as if the fairy lady in the fairy tale book had broken into your life.

The Plague Goddess pointed to the stone statue in front of the window, then clasped her hands together, revealing a pleading expression, and Ximu also looked in the direction she pointed, then stood up and walked to the window and opened the closed window.

The evening breeze floated in the room with the girl's body fragrance.

Ximu took a few steps back and watched the Plague Goddess climb through the window and come in. She looked around vigilantly and then patted her chest gently.

In this mansion lived a monster witch that she feared. If they really fought, not to mention whether she could protect herself, the entire Lionheart City would be affected, and everyone would die in the battle.

"The monster witch has given me the statue." Ximu sat down beside the bed and looked at the Plague Goddess, "What price do you plan to pay in exchange?"

"She doesn't belong to anyone and can't be traded." The Plague Goddess explained seriously, and then smiled gently, "But I can give you a thank you gift to thank you for helping my friend out of trouble."

"It can't be traded, but you can give me a thank you gift." Ximu pretended to think about it and showed a subtle expression, "What's the difference?"

"Because friends... no, anyone uses price to measure." The Plague Goddess explained, "That's very impolite."

"In fact, it's often the opposite." Ximu crossed his hands in front of his chest with his five fingers crossed. , smiling at the Plague Goddess, "Most things in this world can be measured by price,"

"Then I'll change my statement." The Plague Goddess raised her hand and gently placed it on her chest, revealing a serious expression, "I won't measure anyone by price."

"Obviously, the lives that died in your hands have surpassed... the Lord of Ashes." Ximu showed a strange expression, "Why do you still have the idea that the value of life cannot be measured."

The Plague Goddess was silent for a while, showing a tired smile: "I don't deny that I have deprived countless people of their lives. This is an undeniable fact."

In fact, she can use many reasons to defend herself, but that is just an excuse. It is an irrefutable fact that she has deprived countless people of their lives by bringing down the plague.

Although the fact that she brought down the plague has long been given extremely legitimate reasons by the church and the gods, it is to eliminate the accumulated contradictions in the world through the plague.

But depriving life is depriving life.

"You are really a contradictory woman." Ximu commented like this. He has long known that the Plague Goddess is contradictory, but if you put it in the brain circuit of this world to understand, you can understand why there is such a strange thing as the plague.

There is a real hell in this world, and in hell, people don't need to eat or worry about death. But in reality, it is completely different. Not only do they need to eat, but they also need to worry about death. However, because the doctrine does not allow suicide, people are not even allowed to end their lives. They can only wage war against others until the war spreads all over the world and involves all the gods, which leads to uncontrollable conflicts.

In this context, the goddess of plague brings down a plague, a plague full of randomness. The king and nobles who are high above may die. Not only can the contradictions be eliminated artificially, but also the land and wealth can be redistributed.

The church does not have to worry about being involved in the war and involving the gods of faith.

"Contradictions are common characteristics of life." The goddess of plague shook her head gently, and then asked curiously, "Human, why do you know me?"

She was sure that she did not know the man sitting by the bed, but the other party was very familiar with her.

Could it be that this person also retains the memory of the future?

"You didn't keep the memory of the future?" Ximu laughed, his pupils turned ruby, his appearance did not change at all, but it gave people the feeling of unveiling a veil.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The Plague Goddess subconsciously raised her hand, protecting the stone statue of the God of Beauty and Art behind her, looking at the man whose pupils turned ruby.

"You... can't only stay at the end of time?" She suddenly recognized the other party's identity, as if she had removed a layer of cognitive obstacles.

Ximu did not explain, but patted the bed.

The Plague Goddess was silent for a while, then she stroked her skirt and sat down beside Akhtar's bed, and Ximu thought for a while and explained:

"That's just that you think I can only stay at the end of time. Have I personally admitted that I can only stay at the end of time?"

"But didn't the God of All-Knowing fight you at the end of time?" The Plague Goddess asked so. The information about the God of All-Knowing going to the end of time to fight the Lord of Ashes had long been spread among the gods.

Ximu smiled and said, "It's not surprising that the Lord of Ashes can split himself, right?"

"What are you going to do?" The Plague Goddess pursed her red lips and tried to calm herself down as much as possible, but the tension in her eyes could not be concealed at all. She thought that there was a terrifying existence at the end of time, but now it was sitting next to her.

No matter who it was, they would feel nervous.

"I just want to reminisce with you." Ximu smiled, and then pointed to the stone statue of the god of beauty and art, "You can take the statue away, but you are not allowed to tell anyone that I have descended to the current era. By the way, take me to visit the Lionheart King City in the next few days."

The Plague Goddess fell into thought.

"If you don't obey, then I can only burn this world in advance." Ximu added.

The Plague Goddess agreed without hesitation: "Yes."

Although she didn't know whether the Lord of Ashes really wanted to burn the world into ashes, she was unwilling to take the risk anyway.

And the Lord of Ashes's desire to reminisce about the past might also be true, because according to the three goddesses of fate, she had met Akhtar before time went back, and gave Akhtar blessings and precious props.

And it was this act of hers that led to her being discovered by the Witch of Time and the Witch of Death, leading to her assassination.

Now that everything has gone back in time, it is naturally possible that Akhtar, who has become the Lord of Ashes, wants to reminisce about the past with her.

"Then take her away." Ximu lay back, and the Plague Goddess hesitated when she saw this, and stood up to take the God of Beauty and Art, who had turned into a stone statue, away.

A breeze blew through the room, and the window closed.

Ximu Hongyu's pupils also slowly faded. As long as he didn't want people to remember him or recognize his identity, ordinary people would not remember him, even the monster witch was no exception.

This is very similar to the method used by the witch of time. The witch of time was able to run around in the past, but not many people remembered her, which was a similar method.

Of course, this does not mean that he has to hide his identity all the time. This is because he does not want to interfere with the growth of past heroes, and because exposing his identity will attract too many close people, causing him to fall into an extremely difficult situation.

So he needs to stagger the time of meeting and have more room for operation.

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The next day.

The morning sun passed through the clouds and fell on the lake like a mirror.

"The Monster Witch has left?" Ximu stood at the edge of the lake, turned his head and asked the mare beside him, "I thought she planned to stay with you for a while longer."

The mare shook her head gently: "Monster Witch, I plan to meet other creatures and solve the ritual of resurrecting the Monster Witch."

"Don't you plan to accompany her more?" Ximu exhaled and explained to the mare, "The Monster Witch has just been resurrected, you miss her too, right?"

The mare showed a tangled expression, but still shook her head.

Now she wants to stay with Akhtar even more. It's hard to get together again, and now she is reluctant to leave.

But she does have the idea of ​​staying with the Monster Witch.

"Partner, we will have a lot of time in the future." Ximu chuckled and reached out to touch the mare's face, "But the Monster Witch has just been resurrected and is not familiar with this world. It's not a good child to let her act alone in this world."

"Well." The mare hesitated, then hugged Akhtar, turned around and chased in the direction where the Monster Witch left.

With her speed, she can go back and forth at any time. Now, there is no problem for her to accompany the monster witch to get familiar with this world.

Ximu retracted his sight and looked at the big tree beside the lake. He saw the Plague Goddess wearing a white dress and a beret walked out from behind the tree.

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Dueling Field.

Before the duel.

"This duel will be very interesting." The Plague Goddess sat down with her skirt, her eyes fell on Akhtar beside her, and handed out a bag of biscuits she bought.

Ximu took it, took a bite out of it and ate it.

"Hero Akhtar vs. Grace, are you looking forward to it?" The Plague Goddess smiled and looked at Akhtar's surprised expression, "There are more than one man who claims to be Akhtar in this period of time."

"It sounds very interesting." Ximu didn't see a trace of anger on his face. He glanced at the audience and found that most of them were very looking forward to it, but that expectation was mixed with the mentality of watching fun.

Obviously, they didn't think that the person who was about to participate in the duel was Akhtar himself.

"I thought you would be a little dissatisfied." The Plague Goddess said so, and Akhtar handed the bag full of biscuits in her hand to her.

She took out a biscuit and ate it.

"They want to steal your original identity."

"Isn't that interesting?" Ximu's eyes fell on the audience, and he saw Grace walked out of it. Opposite to him, there was a man in silver armor, who walked out of it with firm steps.

"Come on, if you can win, I will believe you are Akhtar." In the audience, a strong man waved his fist and shouted:

"If you win, I will give you 100,000 gold coins tonight."

"Don't be afraid to pee your pants!" Someone sneered, disdaining the silver-armored man in the duel. In order to gain fame and wealth, he disguised himself as another person and imitated other people's deeds.

However, whether it was for fun or ridicule.

The silver-armored man in the center of the duel was unmoved, holding the greatsword in his hand tightly, and approached his opponent cautiously.

No matter what kind of ridicule, as long as he can replicate Akhtar's miracle, he will gain unimaginable wealth and prestige, which is enough to put his life on it. As for what would happen to Akhtar originally.

That has nothing to do with him.

After all, that is something that will happen in the future. No one knows where Akhtar is now.

"Stupid guy." Grace commented, and his muscles began to swell. He didn't know who the guy opposite was, but the guy with timidity in his eyes could not be concealed.

In any case, he didn't look like someone who could defeat him.

"Are you stupid? You'll know right away!" The man in silver armor roared and rushed over with his sword raised high.

Then the big sword was held by Grace with one hand, and the other hand grabbed the head of the man in silver armor, and shook it hard suddenly.

The helmet deformed in an instant, the man in silver armor went limp, blood flowed from his face, and his body fell directly to the ground.

The battle ended in an instant.

In the future prophecy, Grace has indeed been defeated, but it does not mean that he will lose now. There are not so many men in this world who can kill him regardless of the physical hardware gap, at least the man in front of him cannot be.

"Why can't you recognize the reality?" Grace asked doubtfully. His strength is well known, but he still comes to participate even though he is weak. This is essentially the same as sending someone to death, but there are people who are not clear-headed. challenge.

This made him very confused.

This is like an amateur boxer challenging the world boxing champion. Everyone knows that it is impossible to win, but this amateur boxer still dares to challenge.

"Winner Grace!" the host came out and announced to all the audience present, and then the audience looked disappointed and sure enough.

"But this is just the appetizer. There is a man who kills monsters and destroys the heroes of the Twilight Order by himself. He is also named Akhtar!"

He looked at Grace who was shaking the blood in her hand and said:

"I heard that Grace has already fought against him."

"We had a fight." Grace admitted frankly, "He cut my cheek with a dagger."

He pointed to the body on the ground.

"The strength is definitely stronger than this guy."

The master of the duel field smiled upon seeing this and announced to all the audience, "In three days, the man who destroyed the Twilight Order branch and killed monsters alone will challenge Grace and let everyone find out whether he is Akhtar.”

Ximu raised his hand and rubbed his temples: "It's really good fun."

"What if that imposter wins?" The Plague Goddess raised her hand and lightly touched her hair beside her ears, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Then give him the power of the Ember Flame." Ximu said jokingly, "This will definitely be very interesting."

The plague goddess's eyes widened: "Do you want to scare the gods to death?"

If the person who emerges from Akhtar suddenly gains the power of the Ember Flame, it will scare the gods to death.

I wonder if Akhtar has descended into the past.

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City in the sky.

"Akhtar appeared in Lionheart City?" Aslaqi frowned. She obviously didn't believe this rumor, but she stood up honestly.

She said to Siegfried who was drinking beside him:

"Father, I want to go to Lionheart City."

"What are you planning to do?" Siegfried asked, and when he saw his daughter's eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent, he immediately understood his daughter's plan.

"What a poor guy." He touched his chin and guessed what his daughter was planning to do.

The guy who usurped Akhtar's honor needs to die.

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The kingdom of iris.

In a closed stone room.

Leticia pulled out the sword of light embedded in the stone slab and said to her father beside her: "Father, I want to go to Lionheart City."

"The journey is too long." The white-haired king showed a worried expression, "By the time you arrive at Lionheart City, everything will be over."

This world is too big. With the Iris Kingdom's remoteness and weak national power, it is simply impossible for his daughter to rush to Lionheart City as soon as possible.

"Father, I'm contacting the Order of Death." Leticia explained with a smile, "Some of them retain the memory of Akhtar. They can send me to Lionheart City as quickly as possible."

"Contact the Order of Death?" The white-haired king tugged at his beard and showed a troubled expression, "They are a very dangerous group of people."

Regarding the reputation of the Death Order, everyone in this world is very clear that it is a group that believes in the Death Witch and is no less dangerous than the Twilight Order.

But his daughter came into contact with this most dangerous group of people.

Although according to what her daughter said, there must be people in the Order of Death who record memories of the future, and they will help her daughter for Akhtar's sake.

But that still carries uncertain risks.

"It's very dangerous for you." A pleasant female voice came, and a woman carrying a serrated sword and a shark tail walked in.

Her eyes fell on Leticia.

"But there is no danger to her. No one wants this woman... to die, otherwise it will irritate Lord Akhtar at the end of time."

"Miss Casuta, the rest is up to you." Leticia took a few steps forward and came to the shark girl Casuta.

"Father, you have to take good care of your sister."

"Go." The gray-haired king waved his hand. He had no way to interfere with his daughter now. Regarding everything his daughter said, plus the premonition that came out not long ago.

It all gave him an unreal feeling that his daughter was actually the lover of the Lord of Ashes... No, she was a lover.

This feeling is like my daughter suddenly saying one day that she and a god have become a couple, which is incredible to everyone.

Not to mention that the Lord of Ashes is a being that transcends gods.

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Gao Tian.

Inside the Temple of Destiny.

Hecate, the witch of fate, glanced at the present world, watched the trajectory of fate, and then calmly withdrew her gaze.

The goddess of the future, who was kneeling on the ground not far away, saw this and asked, "Aren't you going to punish the guy who pretended to be your apprentice?"

"They will do it themselves." Hecate shook her head calmly, and then activated the time gap, allowing herself and the three goddesses of fate to escape from the current time flow.

Now that she entered the time gap, she didn't have to worry about speeding up the arrival of Ragnarok, and she could buy herself more time.