Chapter 186: The Pull of Fate

"Ah, that's right." Hecate put down the tea cup and smiled at Akhtar, "She wants to see you."

Ximu asked in confusion: "Who?"

"The woman related to your destiny." Hecate's tone was unhurried and unhurried, making people feel reassuring and elusive.

Ximu thought for a moment and sighed: "Teacher, there are too many women related to my destiny. I won't know if you don't explain them clearly."

"Is there no way to know this?" Hecate held her chin with her delicate hands and said as if joking, "Apprentice, you need to strengthen your studies."

"Wait, I already know." Ximu twitched the corner of his mouth and abruptly changed the subject, "Teacher, will my fate of becoming a devil go smoothly this time?"

"..." Hecate shook her head slightly, feeling a little helpless that her apprentice didn't study well, but she accommodated her apprentice.

"The gods will choose the brightest pearl from the long river of history, give him the favor of fearing nothing, and order him to be your enemy."

"Not afraid of all favors?" Ximu smiled expectantly, and his deep pupils seemed to be burning with black flames. Now that he has received the favor of the highest-ranking Death Witch, this power has surpassed the conventional.

"Don't worry, my master will give you the favor to win." Hecate smiled gently, "But it will not be given until you fight him."

"Can't you do it now?" Ximu asked pretending to be curious, and Hecate shook her head gently, elegantly picked up the tea cup on the table, and looked at the water ripples in the cup.

"My master will give you the corresponding grace now, and then the gods will give you the restraining grace, and you will be suppressed in all directions."

"Is it worth making such a fuss to deal with me?" Ximu smiled in surprise. He could understand why Hecate did not grant favors. That was because the moment he received the favor, the trajectory of his fate would happen. Change, the opponent chosen by the gods will be given the favor of restraining him by the gods.

That's why Hecate won't grant him a favor now. This is to prevent the gods from granting corresponding favors to his enemies based on his existing favors.

"The gods need a victory." Hecate explained, "For this victory, the gods have weaved a fate of defeat for you."

Now that the Death Goddess is defeated, the gods need an exciting victory, and defeating Akhtar, who is most favored by the Death Witch, is the best choice.

"Then the gods will be disappointed." Ximu laughed happily, "My teacher is the witch of fate, who can weave my destiny."

Hecate showed a funny expression, but still admonished: "Apprentice, he will be the strongest enemy you have faced so far. He has talents that are not inferior to yours, has artifacts given by the gods, and also has With the blessing of the gods.”

"I really want to fight him right away." Ximu showed an expectant expression, but Hecate did not scold her apprentice for being careless.

As her apprentice is the most amazing genius of this era, it is very normal to have this level of self-confidence and pride.

It would be very strange if her apprentice was still timid. As the most famous hero of this era, he not only gained the attention of witches and goddesses at the same time, but also broke into hell and personally returned the source of fear. Gao Tian.

It would have been a miraculous feat in any era, if one had to fear an enemy chosen by the gods.

That's the very strange thing.

At night.

Outside the big library.

Ximu looked back at the large library, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness to see the woman related to his destiny.

This woman is neither Leticia, nor Aslaqi, nor Mist, although they seem to have a good relationship with her.

But it is not enough to reach the level of destiny.

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Through the dim streets.

Arriving at a remote mansion, green vines climbed on the rusty guardrail, and there were several birds with blue feathers on the roof.

Compared with the cold wind outside, this mansion seems to be protected from the cold wind. It not only has a green lawn, but also many bright flowers blooming.

Ximu opened the door and walked towards the mansion.

And as if she felt something, the owner of the mansion also came out. She was wearing a nun's uniform, and her eyes were covered with silk.

"Lord Ashes, you are finally willing to come and see me." The blindfolded nun raised her hand and gently placed it on the plump mountain. Her sweet voice was filled with a touch of emotion.

She knew that Akhtar had returned to the Magic Kingdom before, but usually he went to see Hecate without even asking her questions.

This made her feel that she had been forgotten by Akhtar.

"I'm sorry, I'm really too busy." Ximu said what a man said to his wife, and came to the blindfolded nun. "When the teacher said that a woman related to my destiny wanted to see me, I was the first to I’ve already thought of you.”

He reached out and brushed the blindfolded nun's hair away from her forehead.

"I must have guessed correctly, right?"

"Lord Ashes, you guessed it right." The blindfolded nun bowed her head respectfully. She felt her mood suddenly jump up. Although she had the illusion that she was very easy to coax, she thought that Lord Ashes didn't need to coax her.

What Lord Ashes said should be considered from the heart.

"What do you want from me?" Ximu withdrew his hand and walked out of the mansion. When the blindfolded nun heard this, she pursed her lips and caught up with Akhtar.

After coming to the living room and preparing tea for Akhtar.

"Lord Ashes, do you want to become a demon?" The blindfolded nun asked Akhtar, after seeing Akhtar nod.

She lowered her head and whispered:

"If you plan to avoid the fate of being the one who causes Ragnarok, you must address the Emberfire within you before you become a demon."

Ximu asked: "After I become a demon, will I immediately become the trigger of Ragnarok?"

"This is a crucial destiny." The blindfolded nun replied, "If you give up this ritual, you can deviate from the destiny gravity of Ragnarok."

She didn't care if the world burned to ashes, but she knew that Akhtar was unwilling to burn the world to ashes.

Therefore, as a nun of Akhtar, she is willing to inform Akhtar of her choice in advance. Although there may be no way to stop this fateful attraction from Ragnarok, it will definitely lead to Lord Ashes embarking on the burning world. events.

"..." Ximu thought for a moment and exhaled, "Then maybe I should delay the ritual of becoming a devil."

"If you really don't want to burn this world," the blindfolded nun told, "please remember that any reason for you to become a devil, any event that allows you to retain the flame of ashes, is the gravity of fate from Ragnarok. ”

"Does becoming a demon necessarily lead to Ragnarok?" Ximu asked again.

The blindfolded nun shook her head: "Just because you will take a step closer to being the triggerer of Ragnarok, it does not mean that you will definitely become the triggerer of Ragnarok."

"It would be very troublesome to go further." Ximu pretended to think, "I'd better not perform the ritual until the Surtur fire in my body is resolved."

"If you are determined to resist the gravity of fate in Ragnarok." The blindfolded nun warned again, "Please be firm in your thoughts at this moment."

"No one wants me to burn the world." Ximu smiled gently, and then exchanged some trivial matters with the blindfolded nun.

Leave the mansion as the night deepens.

Snow fell heavily on the streets.

There are few pedestrians.

"..." Ximu suddenly stopped and looked at Eden, who was standing under the dim street light and wearing a gray cloak:

"Eden, why are you here?"

"I have something I want to talk to you about." Eden took off his cloak and reflected Akhtar's figure in his emerald green eyes, "About how to defeat the omniscient god."

"Is this... allowed to be said casually?" Ximu's breathing became rapid in an instant, but Eden gently lowered his eyes when he saw this.

"Isn't this the reason why you approach me?"

"..." Ximu was silent for a moment and whispered: "I'm sorry, I approached you really to know the way to defeat the omniscient god."

"I can tell you this method now." Eden turned around and walked down the street with few pedestrians.

After Akhtar rushed to her side.

"I know two ways to defeat the God of Omniscient." Her voice was calm. "Become the legendary Lord of Ashes and gain the same power as the God of Omniscient."

Xi Mu asked without asking, "What about the second method?"

"The second way is to burn the tree of omniscience." Eden turned his head, his emerald green pupils reflecting Akhtar's surprised look, "The omniscience that pervades everything in the world can allow the omniscient god to achieve omniscience. Only by burning the omniscient god The tree must be burned to defeat the omniscient god.”

Ximu said nothing.

The atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed to be solidifying, making people feel breathless. The cold wind blowing by seemed to be countless times colder than before.

"If you want to seize dominance in this world," Eden said softly, "then you must first burn the Tree of Omniscience to ashes."

"What will happen to you if the Tree of Omniscientity is burned?" Ximu asked, but Eden did not answer directly.

But there is no need to answer. As the incarnation of the Omniscient Tree, if the Omniscient Tree is burned, Eden will naturally... die.

The two walked for a long time, leaving a long string of footprints on the snow on the street. The howling wind and snow passed through the alley, as if they were crying.

"If you want to burn the Tree of Omniscientity," Eden said softly, "then you must use the Ember Flame."

Xi Mu asked back: "If it's just a fire from ashes, then many people have it, right?"

"You must also have the strength to reach the demon level." Eden explained again. There are many people in this world who have the flame of ash, but they are unable to burn the tree of omniscience. Only those who have reached the demon level can Only then will there be a chance to burn the tree of omniscience.

And this is still based on her non-resistance, otherwise even if she reaches the demon level, it will be impossible to burn the tree of omniscience.

"Then just catch a random demon and infect it with the Fire of Surtur, right?" Ximu waved his hand, "It feels good to divide the demon."

"There is no way for the Fire of Surtur to infect demons." Eden explained, "Unless you are infected with the Fire of Surtur before becoming a demon."

After arriving in the Demon Realm, even if it is burned to ashes by the Fire of Surtur, there is no way to be infected by the Fire of Surtur.

She had tried this several times before.

"What if the flame giant Surtur is released?" Ximu asked again, but found that Eden did not answer.

He turned around and saw Eden looking at him with very gentle eyes.

The atmosphere fell silent.

"I... don't want to kill you." Ximu stretched out his hand and touched Eden's face with his fingertips, conveying a delicate and warm touch.

"The time of Ragnarok is getting closer." Eden lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, "If you can't defeat the omniscient god as soon as possible and cover the order of the old world with the order of the new world, then everything will be burned to ashes."

Ximu pulled back his hand, "I'll think about it."

"Well." Eden responded softly, and Ximu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, and walked with Eden on the deserted streets.

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The next day.

In the coastal country of Doris.

Strong men from all over the world gathered to defeat the great hero Akhtar in the past and gain the attention and wealth of the gods.

"What a bunch of trash~" The pink-haired girl covered her lips, looked at the strong men who lined up to sign up, and ruthlessly mocked, "You still want to defeat Lord Akhtar, just think about it and you know it's impossible."

"That's also impossible." A helpless voice came, scaring the pink-haired girl's body.

She turned her head stiffly, and saw a man wearing a cloak, covering the lower half of his face, complaining to her.

"We have no choice at all." The cloaked man scratched his head, "If we don't follow the rules, there is no way to see Akhtar."

The pink-haired girl's face turned cold, and she raised her hand and pointed at her little face, "Did you make a mistake? I am not a duelist participating in the crusade against Lord Akhtar, but a member of the Cult of the Dead!"

"Oh, is that so?" The cloaked man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled freely, "A little girl like you, I thought you were a naive little girl who ran away from home."

The pink-haired girl: "..."

Why do I feel insulted? She has lived for more than 300 years, and she doesn't look like a little girl at all.

"Your name is Adam...right?" She glanced at the paper in the cloaked man's hand beside her, which clearly wrote the man's name.

"What a familiar name."

"I just deliberately chose the same name as a hero in history." The cloaked man smiled heartily and rolled up the registration form in his hand, "But I want to accomplish the same deeds as a hero."

"What a naive guy." The pink-haired girl shook her head, turned around and jumped away, while the man shook his head and turned around to line up.