Chapter 216 Hall of Heroes

The great library was eerily quiet.

Ximu leaned back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling in silence for a long time, seeming to be reminiscing. After a while, he asked:

"You don't mean to say that you and the Witch of Time are collaborators, do you?"

"Does this need to be an accident?" The outsider devil asked with a smile, "Otherwise, why would I help the Witch of Death? Was it because I felt bored?"

In order to affect the balance of the war, he intervened in the war at the most critical moment every time. He stabbed the goddess of death and the goddess of life in the back with the most critical knife.

Otherwise, even if the Witch of Death is stunningly talented and is known as the strongest witch in history, she cannot easily defeat the Goddess of Death and Life.

It is better to say that it is very likely to be defeated.

This is not to look down on the strength of the Death Witch, but to state a very objective fact. Both the goddess of death and the goddess of life have polished their own strength to the extreme over a long period of time, which is completely different from the short time of the Death Witch. exist.

"Who knows if you are planning to make a profit?" Ximu said casually, his eyes still showing suspicion.

In response, the demon outside the world smiled heartily, "You don't mind if I stabbed the goddess of life in the back, do you?"

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

"There is nothing we can do about it. In order to give the Witch of Death an advantage, I had to stab her with that knife. Otherwise, the Witch of Death would still be fighting the Goddess of Life."

After reaching the height of omnipotence... no, more accurately, reaching the height of the Death Witch, it is difficult to easily decide the outcome of the battle. There are ways to survive, even if all traces are completely erased.

Maybe it will be resurrected from an unknown corner.

This is the height of their power. It is like an extremely natural phenomenon. When the weather is cold, frost will fall, and they will naturally come back to life.

"..." Ximu took a sip of tea and seemed to accept what the devil from outside the world said, and suppressed some dissatisfaction in his eyes, "The Witch of Death doesn't seem to know your existence?"

"If she is made aware of my existence." The outside demon asked Akhtar with a subtle expression, "Do you think she will let me sneak attack the goddess of death and life?"

Ximu pretended to think for a moment, then shook his head.

"That woman may look calm, but she is actually very arrogant." The Outsider Demon explained, "She will not allow others to interfere in her fight."

Ximu shook his head: "The Witch of Death is not that rigid."

"There are also unknown reasons." The demon outside the world raised a finger. "The unknown demon is lurking in the dark. No one knows what plots and ideas he has. We must be on guard against the Witch of Death."

He crossed his legs.

"Such uncertainty can also make the gods worry more."

"You're a little dishonest." Ximu said concisely, and the demon outside the world laughed when he heard the words, and then raised his second finger.

"The last explanation is that I have more important things to deal with, and it is very inconvenient for me to do it, in order to prevent disturbance to the world."

Ximu's expression became serious.

"Do you remember the Hall of Heroes I said?" The outsider demon continued to ask. After seeing Akhtar nod, he took out a cigarette out of thin air, his thumb and index finger touched each other lightly, and a wisp of flame was ignited out of thin air. on fingers.

He lit the cigarette with the flame on his fingertips, and the misty smoke covered his cheeks, hiding the expression on his face.

"That woman...oh, that is, the Witch of Time suddenly found me and invited me to build the Hall of Heroes. She asked me to collect valuable souls and store them in the hall outside the world, above time, for the future that will come one day. Preparing for Ragnarok.”

At this he puffed out white smoke.

"The power of the Bewilderment Witch used by the woman you were chatting with before was written by the Bewilderment Witch herself from the Hall of Valor, and then handed over by the Witch of Time to potential people, trying to make them the carriers of resurrecting the witches and demons of the past. ”

"..." Ximu frowned slightly and explained to the demon outside: "Michael is a man, not a woman."

"As long as it looks like a woman, there is no difference between it and a woman." The outside demon said indifferently, "It's not just that the body structure is a little different, but it can still be used and can be addicted."

Ximu: "..."

This guy is...a guy who doesn't care about men and women, just based on feelings. It doesn't matter whether he is a man or a woman. He doesn't even care about the species at all. Even orcs, goblins, and elves can accept it.

According to the official explanation of the game, he has basically dealt with all known species in the world, which can be said to be an extremely rich experience.

Enough to write a guide to the customs of another world.

"We are at this point." The outside demon seemed to notice the speechlessness in Akhtar's eyes, and spread his thoughts with a smile, "Of course, whether you like it or not comes first. There is no need to stick to traditional and conservative ideas."

He leisurely exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"Can you have the patience to talk to Michael..."

"I don't have weird sexual habits like you." Ximu waved his hand, and he already guessed what the outside demon was going to say next.

"When you live longer, you will slowly change your mind." The outsider demon smiled calmly, feeling helpless that Akhtar still had traditional ideas.

In response, Ximu glanced at him:

"Many gods in the sky are still... virgin gods and virgin goddesses. Don't they live a long time?"

"This involves the impulse of power." The demon from outside the world touched his chin, "It's too troublesome to explain in detail. In short, you just need to know that for some gods, physical communication is based on soul communication. You must first catch up with their footsteps, reach the level of a partner, and then sprout the emotion of love to go further."

"Let's talk about something serious." Ximu changed the subject as if nothing had happened, "What do you want to see me for?"

The demon from outside the world took a deep puff of smoke, exhaled the smoke and said:

"Ask if you want to sign a contract. If you are willing to sign a contract, I will take your soul away after your death and place it in the Hall of Heroes outside the world."

"Do you think I will die?" Ximu's voice was too calm, staring at the face of the devil outside the world, "There are not many people in this world who can... kill me."

"Yes, yes, you are very powerful." The devil outside the world said indifferently, "Behind you are the Witch of Death, the Witch of Destiny, and the Witch of Creation. Even the gods have the Goddess of Life and the Goddess of Lies..."

The voice gradually became quieter, and he suddenly looked at Akhtar with a subtle expression and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know why I suddenly feel so jealous of you, and I have the urge to beat you up."

Originally, he didn't feel it without thinking about it, but when he thought about it, he had a completely different feeling. This guy... was doted on by many incredible women.

No matter who they are, they are very enviable.

"So I have no reason to die." Ximu said calmly, "and there are not many people in this world who can kill me head-on."

If it were according to the normal process, he shouldn't be so powerful now, but the player power he possessed this time was indeed too powerful.

As a result, he now has the illusion that he is a mechanical monster.

"Normally, no one should be able to kill you." The demon from outside the world admitted frankly, "But you have already planned to challenge the fire giant Surtur, right?"

Ximu did not answer.

"...At the moment of Ragnarok, the power of the fire giant Surtur has expanded to an unimaginable degree, perhaps reaching the same level as the omniscient god." The demon from outside the world stared at the cigarette that was burning to the end between his fingers, "You challenge the fire giant Surtur, except... suicide, there is no chance of winning."

"That has nothing to do with me." Ximu replied, "I tried my best, but I still died, then I can't do anything."

The demon from outside the world was silent, "Akhtar, do you want to die?"

"I'm just trying to do what I can." Ximu responded calmly, "But if there is no way to change the ending, then I can't do anything."

"Just kidding, you are the only man in the world who has the chance to kill the fire giant Surtur." The demon from outside the world suddenly laughed heartily, "Except for the omniscient god, you are the only qualified existence."

He looked at Akhtar with doubt.

"Go find your nun. She can help you get a chance to defeat the fire giant Surtur."

"..."

Ximu nodded slightly, without asking who his nun was. It was too easy to guess. She was the only nun in the world who had faith in him.

Only the blindfolded nun.

"Then I'll ask again." The demon from the outside world asked, "Akhtar, do you want to join the Hall of Valor after you die?"

"No." Ximu didn't even think about it. He had no interest in the Hall of Valor. He knew everything about the Hall of Valor a long time ago, and he also knew that the demon from the outside world had not told all the information about the Hall of Valor, but he didn't care about these irrelevant news.

To reach the route of the Lord of Ashes, it's not necessary to brush all the maps. As long as the world can be burned smoothly, it's enough.

"That's a pity." The demon outside the boundary sighed, "Geniuses like you are very... rare in Valhalla."

"Anyway, this world is about to be burned to ashes." Ximu glanced at the burning cigarette between the fingers of the demon outside the boundary, "Since there is no future, it doesn't matter whether I go to Valhalla or not, and I have no reason to trust you."

"Yes, the invitation was too hasty." The demon outside the boundary nodded, and then his body became weak, and he said to Akhtar, "I hope you can trust me a little next time, although you may be dead by then."

Ximu shook his head, got up and left the library.

And not long after he left.

The figure of the demon outside the boundary emerged, he was still sitting in the chair, and relit a cigarette. It was the first time that he understood the concept of fate so clearly. No matter what choice he made, he would have a bad ending.

But he had no choice. The sealed fire giant Surtur was about to break free from the seal. If Akhtar was not pushed to fight the fire giant Surtur, the world would inevitably be burned.

So he could only choose Akhtar, who looked the most harmless, to kill the fire giant Surtur.

Then he hoped that Akhtar could suppress the power of the Lord of Ashes.

This time he took the initiative to come down and talk to Akhtar. His real intention was never to invite Akhtar to join the Hall of Valor. Although it was a good thing that Akhtar was willing to join, it was actually to indirectly tell Akhtar information.

"Am I now considered a member of the Fate Movement?" The demon from the outer realm fell into self-doubt, because he found that the fire giant Surtur was about to break free from the seal, and found that the power of the fire giant Surtur had expanded to a level that was difficult to deal with, so in order to avoid the worst outcome, he pushed Akhtar to fight the fire giant Surtur.

However, thinking carefully, it felt wrong, because no matter what choice was made, it seemed to be the worst choice.

But even though he knew it was bad, he had no choice.

"Yes, you made a very stupid choice." A cold female voice came, and the demon from the outer realm looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the Witch of Fate standing not far away, with cold eyes revealing murderous intent.

She said coldly:

"You shouldn't have told me that my apprentice had a way to defeat the fire giant Surtur."

"Even if he didn't tell the secret, wouldn't he go?" The demon from the outer realm asked, watching the silent expression of the Witch of Fate, and then turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

With the power of the outer realm, this world would not have any obstacles for him, even the place where the fire giant Surtur was sealed.

So he is the only demon who can go to see the fire giant Surtur at will.

…

…

In a villa.

Ximu pushed the door open and walked in, walked to the living room skillfully, and looked at the blindfolded nun sitting on the sofa. She sat elegantly, and the sunlight outside the window fell on her delicate body, giving people a sacred and lonely feeling.

"Lord Akhtar, you are here!" The blindfolded nun tilted her head, and her voice suddenly became lively, and the loneliness lingering on her body disappeared.

She hurriedly got up to receive Akhtar.

"I want to ask you something." Ximu grabbed the wrist of the blindfolded nun and sat down on the sofa. "I heard that you have a way to help me defeat the fire giant Surtur?"

The blindfolded nun fell silent.

The eyes hidden behind the ribbon stared deeply at Akhtar. This information should be kept secret. No... it should not be told to Lord Akhtar so early.

Now the witch of fate is trying her best to find a third possibility, and should not tell Lord Akhtar about this worst choice now.

"So is there a truth or not?" Ximu's voice left no room for doubt.

"Yes." The blindfolded nun lowered her head and answered obediently. She was Akhtar's nun and could not deceive Akhtar in any way.

"Then help me." Ximu stared at the blindfolded nun beside him, who was gently lowering her head, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Accompany me to kill the fire giant Surtur, okay?"