Chapter 184: Lady Witch of Death, Have You Won?

Chapter 184 Did you win, Lady Witch of Death?

Hell is very dangerous.

This piece of information brought the war that affected dozens of countries to an abrupt end, but it certainly did not mean that they had let go of their hatred.

"If you die in battle, you will go to hell." A knight sat in front of the fire, looking at the dried meat cooking in the pot, and his voice was filled with a hint of imperceptible fear, "I hope I won't encounter the battle between the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Death."

"After we die, we will only be in the shallowest level of hell." The nun next to him smiled gently, but she couldn't hide her worry on her face, "I heard that the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death will fight at the bottom of hell, and it won't matter even if we die."

"What if the winner is the Witch of Death?" The knight suddenly asked, looking at the nun's surprised eyes, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He scratched his head.

"Sorry, just pretend I didn't say that."

Now the war has come to an abrupt end, not because the cult group is too strong, but the church coalition still has the advantage. As long as the offensive continues, the cult group will definitely be eliminated.

But no one wanted to continue fighting. They were all waiting for the battle between the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death to end.

Who wins, who loses.

This concerns the future of this world. If the person who walks out of hell is the Witch of Death, it may announce the end of the era of gods.

"The Goddess of Death will definitely win." The nun whispered to comfort, "And even if the Goddess of Death loses, Gao Tian still has the Goddess of Life, the Three Goddesses of Fate, the God of War, and many other powerful gods."

"That's right." The knight was silent for a while, and smiled at the nun. He felt the same way, but as long as he thought that the rule of the gods could be shaken, it would have impacted his worldview established in the past.

"And if the Goddess of Death can't beat her, then the gods can also help the Goddess of Death. After all, the Witch of Death is only one person, and there is no powerful existence around her that can affect the battle situation." The nun added.

Although the Witch of Death is known as the strongest witch in history and has the power to make gods fall, there is only one person of the Witch of Death, and only the Witch of Death can give gods death.

When things are impossible, the gods will definitely make the right choice.

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The bottom of hell.

"Ugh!" The God of War pinched his neck, but couldn't help spitting out a white insect egg. He stepped on the insect egg with an ugly face, and then looked at the opposite side with fear.

In an environment full of insects, the Creation Witch stretched out a scallion-white finger and caught a mantis with flapping wings. Then, as if billions of years of time had been condensed, the body of the small mantis expanded rapidly and turned into a creature with sharp blades growing on its surface, as if it was made of swords.

The knees, elbows, back, and forehead all have sharp angles similar to blades, and the mouthparts are full of sharp teeth, dripping with liquid that can destroy a country.

And such creatures are everywhere, and they are born continuously with the immortal body of the God of Hell as their nourishment.

Although this does not threaten the gods, it has impacted hell.

As the Goddess of Death and the Witch of Death fought, more and more barriers of the hell layers were broken, causing the creation of the Witch of Creation to flow into other hell layers.

"What a disgusting woman." The God of War gritted his teeth. He hated the Witch of Creation more than ever before. Compared with the Witch of Death who was directly fatal, the Witch of Creation would make life worse than death. As long as he was slapped lightly, he would become a distorted life, and his consciousness and personality would be completely shifted.

And at this moment.

"Shut up!" The sword suddenly pierced through the chest of the God of War, and then a small foot wrapped in white socks kicked at his waist.

The body of the God of War seemed to shoot bullets, killing the monsters along the way one by one until he hit a moving piece of meat.

He stood up, holding his abdomen, and looked at the attacker.

"Goddess of Pharmacology, you are not mentally normal yet."

"My mind is very normal." The response was a woman wearing a nurse's uniform. Her long green hair was tied into a single ponytail and placed on her shoulders. She held a bloody sharp blade and gently stroked her slightly red face with one hand.

"I have always been the...dog of the Creation Witch."

The God of War: "..."

Haven't I already cleaned the memory of the Pharmacology Goddess from inside to outside, why does she still have the memory of being a dog?

No matter what he thinks.

The Pharmacology Goddess can't wait to come to the Creation Witch, kneeling on the bloody ground, rubbing her cheek against the Creation Witch's white thigh.

"Creation Witch, Pharmacology has been waiting for your return."

"..."The Creation Witch lowered her head, looking at the blushing cheeks of the Pharmacology Goddess, rubbing her thigh hard.

"Pharmacology, why can you still keep my memory?"

"After you were sealed, I immediately speculated that the gods would wash away my memory." The Pharmacology Goddess replied, "So I made a secret medicine to retain the memory, and swallowed it in advance. It will take effect in three years."

After that, she rubbed the Creation Witch's thigh again, inhaled the scent of the Creation Witch like an intoxicated person, and felt unprecedented satisfaction.

In the past, she was a serious and rigorous goddess. She was not interested in anything except pharmacology. She was considered an iceberg goddess. However, since she was captured by the Creation Witch, she has completely sublimated herself physically and mentally.

She is not a high-ranking goddess, but a...dog of the Creation Witch.

"Really?" The Creation Witch responded indifferently. She was not interested in the loyalty of the Pharmacology Goddess. She captured several goddesses for research, mainly because creatures like gods were too special, so she used many ideas and experiments on the captured goddesses, which also led to the personalities of the captured goddesses being completely ruined. Some thought they were her Star Fury, some thought they were her daughters, and some thought they were her dogs.

However, for her, they were just a group of relatively rare research materials. Apart from research, they had no special value.

You can't really treat them as Star Fury, that would be a waste of her research time and energy, and she has no interest in women.

No... To be more precise, she has no interest in any creature. The desire to reproduce is just a trick she can do at will.

In the past, when she faced the crusade of the gods, she interfered with the God of the Sun, making the God of the Sun fall in love with a tree and think that a tree is more attractive than any goddess.

"Master, the gods arranged for the God of Assassination to attack the Witch of Death." The Goddess of Pharmacology was intoxicated by the big white legs of the Witch of Creation, and she said the secret information, "As long as there is a suitable opportunity, they will attack."

"I will pay attention." The Witch of Creation said calmly, raised her hand and touched the head of the Goddess of Pharmacology, just like the master was rewarding a pet dog.

The Goddess of Pharmacology squinted comfortably, she knew that this information would satisfy the Witch of Creation, which was why she had been holding back from coming to the Witch of Creation.

"You won't have a chance to intervene." The God of War clenched his fists, and the blood vessels in his arms burst. His mission was to delay the dangerous existence of the Witch of Creation, so that the Witch of Creation would not have enough time to assist the Witch of Death.

In response, the Witch of Creation did not even give a glance, and even did not reach the omnipotent field. In her opinion, she was just an insignificant little character.

Not even as good as the God of Hell.

"Ha~ I was underestimated." The God of War exhaled, and the blood vessels on the surface of his body kept bursting, and his strength doubled and soared in an incredible way.

Strengthening enemies and friends.

This is the ability of the God of War, which can copy all friendly forces with good intentions to itself, and also copy all enemy forces to itself.

In a nutshell, whether it is an enemy or a friend, it can become his source of power. As long as the enemies and friends within his observation range can provide him with equal power, thus pushing his power to an incredible level.

Of course, the power provided is limited to power, and it will not obtain the abilities of enemies and friends, but even so, his power can reach an unprecedented height.

If the Witch of Creation and the Witch of Death were not mechanical monsters, he would be able to suppress everything by himself.

The indifferent eyes of the Witch of Creation finally changed, and she cast her eyes on the God of War. She waved her palm lightly, and countless insect swarms around her rioted, rushing towards the God of War.

Cannot be touched.

The God of War knew very well that as long as he was touched by the creation of the Witch of Creation, it is very likely that his own life form would be distorted, and he might fall in love with a tree uncontrollably, and mess with the tree when no one is around in the future.

He held his breath to prevent the imperceptible spores in the air from entering his body, and at the same time threw a punch containing the magic of fire.

"Boom!" Hell shook, and then the raging flames spread, engulfing everything in sight, and the swarms of insects all over the sky turned into charred corpses in an instant.

However, the flames that shook the hell layer seemed to suddenly come alive, suddenly gathered in one direction, and finally turned into a glowing sphere, falling into the hands of the Creation Witch.

This was not the power of the Creation Witch, but just the use of power to interfere with the flames.

From the perspective of the Creation Witch, the flames that were enough to burn the hell layer were just a simpler form of life.

And life was something that could be interfered with in the eyes of the Creation Witch.

"..." The God of War twitched his mouth. He hated these guys who developed their power to an outrageous degree. Not only was it unpleasant to fight them, but he also had to be wary of the extent to which they could use their power.

A punch that was enough to shake the bottom of hell was easily resolved by the opponent's power. This feeling was very... frustrating.

But the Creation Witch ignored the God of War's thoughts. She threw the flame in her hand and gave the high-concentration fire attribute magic the concept of life.

"Roar!" The moment the high-concentration fire attribute magic ball touched the ground, it merged with the earth and became a giant flowing with magma.

The newly born lava giant did not hesitate to launch a self-destruction against the God of War, as if it was nuclear fusion.

Although the magic power contained was equal to the power of the God of War's punch, the damage it caused was higher than that of the God of War.

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At the same time.

Appeared in the world.

In a mountain full of monsters.

Ximu stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Typhon, the King of Monsters, and asked: "Are you a monster witch or Jörmungandr now?"

Typhon, the King of Monsters, responded: "Does it matter?"

"If it is Jörmungandr, then we are friends." Ximu explained calmly, "If it is Typhon, the King of Monsters, then we are partners."

Typhon, the King of Monsters, was silent for a long time. She inherited all the memories and emotions of the King of Monsters, but she also had the memories and emotions of Jörmungandr.

After thinking for a while, she replied:

"I am not Typhon, the king of monsters, nor am I Jörmungandr. I am just a new life that inherits their memories."

"..." Ximu turned his head and looked at the mare beside him. He raised his hand and touched her neck and said:

"You can talk to each other." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot, heading to the current headquarters of the Cult of Death.

Now he unexpectedly has nothing to do. He has to wait for the Witch of Death and the Goddess of Death to decide the winner before he can make the next plan.

Of course, he can also continue to level up. According to the official game settings of the game, the ritual of becoming a demon is tripled on the original basis. With his current strength of 101 levels, he will probably have a level of 303 at the moment of becoming a demon.

If he continues to level up now, it will indeed make him stronger after becoming a demon, but that is too inefficient.

It is better to wait for the ritual to have a good fight.

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The headquarters of the Cult of Death does not exist in the present world. It is a level that fits the reality level, the unique ability of the puppet girl from the puppet country.

"Are you going to become a demon?" Lu Wei sat on a chair, holding a cigarette between her fingers, looking at the man opposite her. "After doing that, you will no longer be a hero, nor will you be the...darling of the goddess of life."

"Why?" Ximu smiled, "As the bishop of the Order of Death, are you still going to persuade me not to become a demon?"

"Of course I welcome you to become a demon." Lu Wei smiled, flicked the cigarette butt with her fingers, and it fell to the ground with the ashes.

She became serious.

"But I hope you think carefully about what you will encounter after becoming a demon. This will make you feel much better. Otherwise, you will not feel good when you face your former friends and admirers."

"Luwei, you are really a good woman." Ximu laughed, "Don't smoke in the future."

Luwei's expression immediately became regretful: "It's because you threw the work to me, which caused too much pressure. Do you know what kind of pressure I am experiencing now?"

"But you did a good job, didn't you?" Ximu showed a trusting smile, which made Luwei roll her eyes. She leaned back in the chair and fell into silence. Since being chosen by Akhtar to become the head of the Death Cult, she not only had to worry about whether her plan would go wrong, but also had to face assassinations all the time.

This mental pressure is enough to drive people crazy.

And at this moment.

The void suddenly opened.

Ximu looked subconsciously and saw the Witch of Death walking out of the black hole. Except that her breath became much weaker, there was not much change.

Lu Wei beside her stood up excitedly. Since the Witch of Death had left Hell alive, it meant that Gao Tian’s strongest goddess of death had been defeated.

“Witch of Death, did you win?”