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Chapter 49 The Initial Soul
Ximu glanced at the morning sun outside the window, then glanced at the believers of death present, and asked:

"Why did you come so early in the morning?"

"Grandma Sethe called us here in advance." Malda's pretty face showed resentment, "otherwise I would still be sleeping now."

Originally, according to the normal plan, she only had to come over in the afternoon, but Granny Sethe pulled her over in advance.

Otherwise, when she wakes up naturally, she still has time to visit the Magic King's City.

"Haha, I just suddenly remembered something." Granny Sethe let out an unpleasant laugh, looked at Hecate and said:
"Since I want to assassinate the Magic Queen, I hope to sacrifice the Magic Queen's soul to the Witch of Death afterwards."

Hecate immediately replied: "Yes."

She didn't care about the life or death of the Magic Queen, and she didn't want to play with the Magic Queen's soul, so it didn't matter even if she sacrificed it.

"Is it too early to discuss sacrificing the Magic Queen?" Martha held her cheek with her hands, "In terms of magical attainments, the Magic Queen is no worse than Ms. Hecate."

Upon hearing this, the Bloody Countess made a joke: "Maybe the Magic Queen is already a witch."

That is impossible.

Ximu thought so in his heart, but did not say it out loud. If purely talking about magic talent, the Magic Queen is no worse than Hecate.

But the Magic Queen can never become a witch. This is a problem of setting. Any soul in this world, as long as it has experienced one reincarnation, will have a limit to its growth. No matter how amazing the talent is, it can only stay in human form. field of.

Only the original soul, that is, the soul that has never experienced reincarnation, can transcend the limits of human beings and become what people call a witch or a devil.

The Magic Queen's soul has already experienced reincarnation, and even if she is amazingly talented, she cannot cross the limit.

"This possibility is not ruled out."

Hecate didn't know what her apprentice was thinking, and said calmly: "Maybe now the Magic Queen has become the Moon Witch."

Martha sighed: "That's really terrible."

If she really faced the witch directly, there was no way for her to confirm whether she could survive. After all, the witch had already left the human realm.

"The Queen of Magic, who is favored by God, should not pursue the power of the witch." The bloody countess said, "This is a betrayal of her faith."

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked at Ximu, and began to be a little unsure about her guess. Who made some of them believe in both the goddess of life and the witch of death.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Ximu frowned, "Belief comes from my ideas and has nothing to do with my position."

Bloody Countess: "..."

This man is completely unable to see the contradiction between the witch and the goddess. Inexplicably, he has the illusion that he is stepping on two different boats.

……

...

The sun rises.

Sunset.

The entire Magic King's City suddenly became quiet. It was clear that the excitement started at night, but there were almost no pedestrians on the streets.

It was eerily quiet.

At this moment, a luxurious carriage passed through the street and headed towards the palace.

Ximu sat by the window, looking at the retreating scenery outside the window.

Originally, with the technical power mastered by Magic King City, it has long been possible to create various convenient means of transportation, but it may be that the game officials want to increase the player's sense of immersion, or they may be too lazy to think about it.

According to the official settings of the game, the use of any alchemy props requires the approval of the church, and they can only be used and sold with permission.

Except for high-speed movement based on individual strength, any efficient means of transportation cannot be approved. Even if magicians have a lot of creativity and talent, they cannot be used openly as long as they cannot obtain the permission of the church.

The carriage is not an alchemy tool and does not require the approval of the church, so it is widely used all over the world.

Of course, if you can find a dragon to pull the cart, you don't need to get approval from the church. You can just put on the reins and use it.

Shortly after.

The carriage drove into the palace smoothly, and then under the guidance of the maid, it went to the Great Library to meet the Queen of Magic.

Before entry.

"You can just wait for me here." Hecate stopped and spoke to the followers of death behind her.

"Next is my battle with the Magic Queen."

"Have you made no secret of it?" came a tired voice, and the fourth prince walked out of the big library.

"There is no need to hide it at this time." Hecate responded coldly, and then entered the great library.

The fourth prince did not stop him and let Hecate pass by. He cast his gaze on Ximu and said:

"Sir Akhtar, we meet again."

"..." Ximu didn't respond. He took off the hunting king's sword from his back, touched the sword's body with his palm, and black flames ignited.

The fourth prince sighed when he saw this.

"Your teacher is not a gentle person. She will do whatever it takes to pursue the ultimate in magic. She can be gentle to you today, but she may kill you tomorrow."

He held out his hand, his voice sincere.

"Sir Akhtar, I do not want to be your enemy. If you are willing to retreat, I... no, even the Magic Kingdom can regard you as a friend and forget about the mistakes you have made."

Now that the Magic Kingdom has experienced this civil war, it will definitely experience an unprecedented decline. He really does not want to offend Akhtar, the man who has the Sky City behind him.

This is not conducive to the stability of the Magic Kingdom, but also because Ximu is a figure close to a hero. He dares to face a country alone for the sake of his friends...maybe his lover.

Although it was just a small, remote country, it might not be as good as a school in the Magic Kingdom.

But it is still a country after all.

"If you give up, we will retreat." Granny Sethe suddenly said. She seemed to have no strong will to help Hecate. The main purpose of coming here was also because of the order of the Witch of Death.

And if Ximu is unwilling to help Hecate, then there is no need for them to stay and they can retreat now.

"It's best not to fight." Martha didn't mind, she was just a spy lurking among the cultists.

But if Ximu gives up, she won't be able to complete the upper-level mission.

"Execute the plan and block the four doors of the library." Ximu replied, the Hunting King sword in his hand slashed out, and the black flames turned into a waning moon in the air.

When the fourth prince saw this, he gave up his persuasion and decisively pulled out the knight's sword from his waist to block Ximu's sword.

"Then we have to fight." Martha sighed helplessly, turned around and looked at the soldiers pouring out from all directions.

Then he kicked off the ground with both feet and rushed towards the surrounding soldiers. He grabbed the face of the nearest soldier with his gloved hand and threw it at the soldiers as if throwing a bowling ball.

The soldiers who hadn't had time to get close were like bowling balls that were knocked away, flying in all directions.

And this sudden blow, whether it was intentional or not, actually didn't kill anyone, it just knocked the soldiers away and knocked them unconscious. "I'm going to the west gate." The bloody countess smiled charmingly and turned into a bat and disappeared. However, the murderer Jack was speechless. He held four short knives between the five fingers of his hands and turned into a ruthless killing machine, running in the other direction. go.

"I'm too old to run." Granny Sethe didn't move. She looked at Aleister who was playing cards and said with a smile:
"The other door is yours."

"Okay." Aleister nodded coldly, turned into a shadow and disappeared, heading to another door.

Upon seeing this, Granny Saisi turned her attention to the battle between Ximu and the Fourth Prince. Judging from her perspective, the Fourth Prince's magic power was far stronger than that of Ximu, and there was no need to compare the two sides.

But she didn't think Ximu would definitely lose.

under the moonlight.

The big sword wrapped in black flames in Ximu's hand was like thunder and lightning. With just one strike, the big sword held in the fourth prince's hand was cut in half. If the fourth prince hadn't avoided it in time and took a step back, his whole person would have been split in half.

This is the addition of the power of death. It can not only lead life to death, but also increase destructive power. When added to a wooden sword, it can also split hard armor.

And this is enough to make up for the lack of attack power of Xiumu. As long as the technique can be fully utilized, it can cause damage to the enemy.

"The blessing of the goddess of death is really enviable." The fourth prince sighed, looked at Ximu's cold eyes, and swung the broken sword again.

The originally broken sword stretched out again and collided with the sword wrapped in black flames. The collision splashed out black flames and bright moonlight.

For him, the damage of the weapon is not worth paying too much attention to. As long as he has enough magic power, he can knead it into any shape he wants.

Using moonlight as his sword, his weapon will never be broken.

And he also has an advantage, that is, his magic power is stronger than that of Ximu. He does not need to defeat Ximu immediately. He can win as long as he waits for Ximu's magic power to be exhausted.

Of course, this does not mean that he wants to be merciful, the main reason is that there is no way to touch the blade to the parched wood.

In terms of combat skills, Ximu was far superior to him. If it weren't for his attribute suppression, he might have had his head chopped off long ago.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, do you need my help?" Granny Saisi said with a smile, and her hand holding the crutches was slightly firmer.

Cursing a human prince was too easy for her.

However, she soon gave up the idea of ​​intervening in the fight. She saw that Ximu's body seemed to be lit with charcoal, and the speed of swinging the sword also increased sharply at this moment.

The originally balanced battle situation suddenly tilted.

After a few cuts.

The blade passed by, and the fourth prince's head soared, with blood spurting out, and the body fell to the ground. Ximu, on the other hand, did not look back and rushed towards the surrounding army, piercing through it like a sharp knife, killing those in front of him. The soldiers turned into bloody flowers.

Ah...Is this the end?

Grandma Sethe was stunned for a moment. She saw the fourth prince's body starting to burn with black flames, and she felt an unexpected feeling.

She originally thought that Akhtar would have to fight with the fourth prince for a long time. Although the fourth prince's strength was average, he would not be killed so easily.

After thinking about it for a while, I came to a conclusion.

"As expected of the person chosen by the Witch." She confirmed that Akhtar's life was not in danger for the time being, and then walked into the big library with a trembling cane.

It’s different from what’s seen outside.

The moment he stepped into the large library, his vision changed, as if he was in a huge lake.

There is a huge full moon hanging in the sky.

The Magic Queen floated in front of the moon and waved her gorgeous magic wand, causing overwhelming magic bullets to fall like a meteor shower.

The attack range is so wide that there is basically no hiding place.

If we take the country of Iris as an example, facing this move, the country will probably be destroyed in an instant.

It is true that the single-target damage of this move is not strong.

However, the coverage area is too wide, and every magic bullet is enough to kill weak soldiers, such an overwhelming wide-area attack.

It is not difficult to destroy a country.

It is worth mentioning that a country does not have to be extremely vast, even if it is self-sufficient on a small island and has a certain order and rule.

That could also be called a country.

"For those of you who want to become a witch, your ambition ends here." The Magic Queen's voice was cold, and she waved her magic wand gently.

A huge magic circle appeared under her feet, and the shadow of a giant dragon crawled out, letting out a huge roar.

However, in an instant, a torrent of magical energy pierced his head.

"You...really failed." Hecate put down her magic wand and looked at the weak look of the Magic Queen. "What's the reason why you can't become a witch?"

The Magic Queen didn't answer, her eyes were colder than the moon, she just waved her magic wand gently again.

Layers of magic circles appeared in the sky, and the shadows of summoned objects of different creatures crawled out and fell to the ground.

The phantoms of dwarves, elves, dragons, giants, monsters, humans, etc. rushed towards Hecate like a wave.

"Stars, show your trajectory."

The spell echoed, the magic wand in Hecate's hand glowed, and star trails appeared in the sky, turning into countless meteor trails, carpet bombing the ground.

The collision of magic power was so dazzling that one could not see the specific situation on the battlefield, but it was certain that they were fighting fiercely.

Dazzling magic was constantly displayed in their hands, cracking each other and fighting each other.

Both sides kept a certain distance and had no intention of engaging in close combat. However, it was precisely because of this that the entire battlefield became extremely dangerous.

If you get close casually, you may be torn into bloody foam in an instant.

There was silence.

Granny Sethe left on crutches. She was good at cursing, not using magic to attack, so it was better not to get involved.

When their magic power is depleted to a certain extent, that's the time for her to intervene.

Came outside the library.

"Hahaha!!!" Ximu held two big swords in both hands, slashing from south to north, then from north to west, and then from west to east.

That berserker-like momentum makes people retreat.

Compared to his teacher Hecate, who casts all kinds of gorgeous magic, Ximu's fighting style is more straightforward.

Just chop, chop, chop all the way.

Magic is not completely absent, but the ones used are Nest of Life and Fire of Ashes, which enhance one's own attribute strength.

Grandma Sethe couldn't help but say:
"Is he really Hecate's apprentice?"

(End of this chapter)