Chapter 162 Ritual Conditions and Harvest Red Dragon Blood Armor

"Yes, the current rules of the game must have participants." Ximu relaxed his body and said to Eden without reservation:

"The more people participate in the game rules I set, the easier it will be for me to be promoted to a demon."

Speaking of this, he showed a troubled expression.

"But this scale will at least require most people in this world to participate."

"This is the simplest ritual condition for you." Eden shook his head gently, looked down at Akhtar who was pillowing her knees, and explained in an extremely calm voice, "As long as the Witch of Death Unlock the seal of the true body, and then she can help you forcibly fulfill the conditions of the ritual."

"Who knows when the goddess of death will be willing to come out." Ximu raised his hands to cover his face, looking at the ceiling with only one eye.

"Wouldn't it be terrible if she never wanted to come out?"

"With the help of the Death Witch, you can go more smoothly." Eden shook his head gently and comforted Akhtar, who was a little frustrated. "Even without the help of the Death Witch, I believe you can do it."

From her perspective, as long as Akhtar is willing to use the resources at hand, the ritual can be successfully completed. It is just that there is no compulsion like the Death Witch, so that everyone must participate in Akhtar's ritual.

"At least my ritual is pretty serious." Ximu smiled, remembering the ritual process of other demons and witches introduced in the official game.

"Compared to finding four big guys of the same gender to humiliate me for three months, or killing everyone I love with my own hands, my ritual just takes a little more thought."

"Ability born by twisting wishes requires extreme rituals." Eden shook her head. As the manager of World Tree, she naturally knew many conditions for achieving demonic rituals, but she would never perform rituals for others. Too outrageous to feel pity.

To a certain extent, the ritual is just a reflection of one's own wishes, just like Akhtar's conditions for fulfilling the ritual. The essence is just that he wants to play a game with everyone.

"That's right." Ximu smiled, and immediately closed his eyes and began to rest, recovering his magic power. The seven days he was hung upside down by the Tree of Omniscientity had caused a continuous loss of his magic power, and it was natural for him to fall into a weak state. matter.

Eden looked down at Akhtar, who was resting on her knees, almost falling asleep from exhaustion, and thoughtfully took out a bottle of potion to replenish his magic power.

Then he helped Akhtar up with a slightly regretful expression, and patiently drank it slowly to replenish Akhtar's lost magic power.

After a while.

"How do you feel?" Eden raised his head, gently held the hair around his ears with his fingers, and looked at Akhtar who had stood up and moved around.

In response, Ximu twitched his lips and said: "As expected of the omniscient saint's potion, the effect is really good."

"Then let's get out of here." Eden nodded lightly and was about to take Akhtar out of the Temple of Omniscientity. She had only one purpose of bringing Akhtar to the Temple of Omniscientity, which was to allow Akhtar to successfully become a demon.

Now that Akhtar has acquired the necessary knowledge to become a demon, she naturally wants to take Akhtar away.

However.

"Can you give me that branch before you leave?" Ximu raised his hand and pointed to the branch not far away, inserted into the trunk of the Tree of Omniscient. "That should be the branch of the Tree of Omniscient, right?"

"..."

Eden was silent for a moment, raised her hand and made a gentle move. The branches embedded in the trunk of the Tree of Omniscient trembled, turning into a stream of light and flying into her hand.

Then she wrote unknown words on the branches of the omniscient tree, covering up the breath of the branches of the omniscient tree.

"The branches of the tree of omniscience are very precious." She handed the branch of the tree of omniscience to Akhtar, with a serious look on her pretty face.

"Don't let anyone know you have it unless you have to."

"Understood." Ximu nodded solemnly and took the straight branch handed to him. The branches of this tree of omniscience are very suitable for making weapons, but there are only a handful of people in this world who have the ability to use the tree of omniscience to make weapons.

There were only four or five people.

"Let's go back." He stretched out his hand towards Eden, and after touching Eden's extended palm, the light enveloped them both.

at the same time.

In the land of art.

The country that was originally destroyed by the war now looks brand new, as if there had never been a war.

I don’t know what methods the Death Cult used.

"I still have things to deal with." Eden withdrew his hand, looked at the man opposite with his eyes closed, and said softly:

"We're going to be apart for a while."

"Yeah." Ximu didn't ask, just nodded and watched Eden disappear into light mist.

Then he turned his head and looked at the shark girl Cassute who was coming from a distance.

"Lord Akhtar, where have you been during this time?" Shark Girl Kasiut jumped up and walked to the newly built house in front of Akhtar.

“A lot of big things happened during this time.”

"What's the matter?" Ximu asked calmly, and saw Shark Girl Kaxiut's eyes wandering for a moment, scratching her cheek and saying:

"Your friend Thor...is crazy."

"Why are you crazy?" Xi Mu frowned, but saw that Shark Girl didn't dare to look at him even more, and hesitated for a while.

"We poisoned him and made him crazy."

She stirred her fingers in her chest.

"In order to resurrect the monster witch, we cooperated with Jormungandr and got rid of the troublesome Thor."

"..." Ximu was silent for a moment, looking at the anxious Kaxiuta, and after a moment he sighed, "I understand."

He turned his back to Kasuta.

"You should continue to act according to the established pace, I still have things to deal with."

"Lord Akhtar, aren't you angry?!" Shark Girl Kasiut curled up her tail and subconsciously reached out to grab the corner of Akhtar's clothes.

In response, Ximu just said in an extremely calm voice: "I'm not angry, I just have very important things to deal with."

Definitely angry.

Shark girl Kasiut twitched the corners of her mouth, curling the shark tail behind her butt harder, thinking frantically about how to comfort Akhtar.

"Just do what you should do." Ximu pulled back the corner of his clothes that was grabbed, looked at the approaching little mare, and said calmly:

"I really have something to deal with, and I'm not leaving just because I'm angry."

"Yes." Shark Girl Kasiut pursed her lips and watched Akhtar mount the little mare and disappear into the country of art. She couldn't help but sigh, "It's better to be angry and curse a few words in anger. ”

As she spoke, she disappeared into the crowd.

And not long after she left, several pedestrians on the road also disappeared in a hurry and reported what they saw.

At this point, anyone related to the Death Cult will receive extremely high attention.

A beggar on the roadside could be a spy.

…

…

The cold wind blows in my face.

The clouds floating in the sky left a series of horse hoof prints at some point, but no creature was seen passing by.

And the reason is nothing more than that the speed is too fast.

"Partner, you seem to have changed a bit?" Ximu touched the little mare's neck, and he could clearly feel that the little mare's strength had increased.

The little mare just snorted when she heard this, and then suddenly rushed towards a door burning magma underground, with the lava splashing more than ten meters high.

She returned to the underworld.

"Wars are becoming more and more frequent." Ximu glanced at the battlefield at the end of his field of vision, and saw the combined armies of humans and elves, as if going crazy, starting to invade the dwarf territory, without caring about the losses and gains in the battle.

However, considering that life and death are now superimposed, food is beginning to be scarce, and the cold is getting more severe, it is not difficult to understand why humans and elves want to invade the underground world.

Although in the past, humans and elves were not very interested in the underground world. Only dwarves who were obsessed with forging could live in such a hot and unsuitable place for a long time, but now the snow disaster is coming.

The situation has changed dramatically.

Due to the naturally hot environment, the underground world is more suitable for survival than the above-ground world, which led to the invasion of the underground world by elves and humans.

Soon after.

In front of a blacksmith shop.

The filly stopped.

Ximu turned over and dismounted, holding the branch of omniscience in his hand, and walked quickly into the blacksmith shop. He saw a white-bearded dwarf lying on the ground with a tired face, as if his body had been hollowed out, and his eyes were dim and silent as he looked at the ceiling.

Gives a feeling of burning out.

"Has my armor been strengthened, Master?" Ximu used the branch of the God of Omniscient to gently poke the dwarf master who was motionless on the ground.

In response, the dwarf master trembled, feeling an instinctive danger from Akhtar's voice.

But he quickly calmed down again.

"It's strengthened." He stood up with his knees propped up and pointed at the Red Dragon Blood Armor placed in the corner. He couldn't help but show a little pride, "Today's Red Dragon Blood Armor can't even face an attack at the level of the demon realm. able to resist effectively.”

"Can you block the attack of the Death Witch?" Ximu touched the red dragon blood armor and asked jokingly, which made the dwarf master's expression freeze. Then he looked at Ah He with a look like "are you kidding me?" Tal.

He was talking about resisting regular demon-level attacks, not someone like the Death Witch who even the gods couldn't kill.

"You're kidding." Ximu inserted the branch of the omniscient tree in his hand into the floor and started to put on the red dragon blood armor.

The dwarf master's eyes also subconsciously fell on the branches of the Omniscient.

As a blacksmith master, he also has the ability to cultivate artifacts. He can confirm that this branch is extremely extraordinary with just one glance.

Superior to any material he had ever seen before.

"Um...is this branch?" He rarely took the initiative to speak, with a lot of speculations and a bold idea in his heart.

However, he suppressed it subconsciously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Ximu replied casually, and then thought about it, "Forget it, you will know sooner or later anyway."

Dwarf Master: "..."

If he wanted to use that branch to make a weapon, he would definitely have to tell him sooner or later, unless Akhtar could find another blacksmith master to bully him.

But he couldn't think of a forging master who could be easier to bully than himself.

So Akhtar would tell himself sooner or later.

"It's the branches of the tree of omniscience." Ximu replied, causing the atmosphere to freeze instantly.

How on earth did this man obtain this level of material?

The dwarf master opened his mouth. Unless the Death Witch at her peak state could snatch it by force, it would be possible to intercept a branch of the Tree of Omniscience. Otherwise, no one would be able to intercept the branch of the Omniscient Tree to do such a thing.

Not to mention the importance that the gods attach to the Tree of Omniscientness, the size of the Tree of Omniscience itself is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Master, do you want to try making a weapon from the branch of the Omniscient Tree?" Ximu asked with a smile, leaving the dwarf master not sure how to answer.

But he soon reacted.

"It doesn't matter whether I want it or not." The dwarf master sighed, and replied without the grace of a blacksmith master, "What matters is whether you want it or not."

"It depends on the teacher's idea." Ximu moved his body and confirmed that the armor had no effect on his physical activities. Then he hooked the bracelet on his wrist with his fingers and pulled gently.

Fate has been... twisted.

"Apprentice, you did a good job." A gentle female voice came. Ximu looked along the place where the voice came from, and saw the teacher Hecate appearing beside her at some point. She picked up the branch of the omniscient tree that was stuck on the ground. , fingers gently caressing the tree body.

"She really looks at you differently." Hecate chuckled, feeling proud that her apprentice was able to seduce the omniscient saint and obtain the almost impossible branch of the omniscient tree.

As expected of her apprentice, he was able to do things that even she couldn't do.

"As long as the teacher is satisfied." Ximu smiled, not getting carried away with Hecate's praise, and calmly changed the subject:

"Teacher, what are you going to do with the branches of the Tree of Omniscientity?"

"The Spear of Destiny." Hecate replied with a smile, her eyes fell on the dwarf master, and she handed out the branch of omniscience in her hand, "I gave you the design blueprint last time, and now you should be able to build it directly Bar."

Dwarf Master: "..."

He remembered the last time Hecate asked him to build a specific weapon and gave him the design. It turned out to be preparation for this moment.

There was silence.

"Master Witch, I haven't had a good rest yet." He said with a pleading expression and a very humble tone, "With my current mental state, it is simply impossible to build the Spear of Destiny."

"What about a day off?" Hecate thought for a while and asked, and the dwarf master was very desperate after hearing this, thinking about whether to fight the witch of fate. This witch is really a bit inappropriate, although the witch is no longer a human being.

"One day's rest is too little." Ximu shook his head. The dwarf master beside him suddenly became excited and his body was trembling slightly.

He is worthy of being a hero praised by people, and he still has a bit of conscience.

"Double it and rest for two days." Ximu suggested, and the dwarf master's expression became frozen. He subconsciously reached out and held the hammer beside him, preparing to hammer this inhumane master and apprentice before he died. .

"How about seven days?"

Ximu's change of tone made the dwarf master who was about to fight to the death discouraged and let go of the hammer.

I think seven days is acceptable.