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Chapter 73 The ritual of retrieving the eyes

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Ximu lowered his head and looked at Spike's body.

It is true that Spike's body defense is very strong, and theoretically he cannot break Spike's defense.

In the first week, he also used a more despicable method to kill Spike.

However, after he used the power of death to enchant the weapon, the situation changed dramatically.

The power of death can add a certain percentage of defense reduction effect to weapons.

Spike's originally indestructible defense, under the defense reduction effect of the power of death, is no different from ordinary people, and he can chop off his head with a single knife.

And this is why he likes to enchant weapons with the power of death before fighting.

After all, the effect of the power of death is very good. Not only can it forcibly suppress the enemy's blue bar and upper limit of the blood bar, it can also add a certain percentage of defense reduction.

The deeper the power of death, the better the defense reduction effect.

Tread-tap-

The little mare came over, stopped next to Ximu, and gently poked Spike's body with her hoof curiously.

Then he looked at Xi Mu with concern.

"Don't worry, my mental state is stable now." Ximu seemed to interpret the look from the little mare, and explained with a smile:
"The fire of Surtur does not affect me that quickly."

Speaking of this, he said it jokingly.

"Before my spiritual transformation, I probably ran out of life force."

Little mare: "..."

This man seems to have accepted the fate of death, but based on her understanding of the witch, Akhtar will definitely be solved by the witch to burn out his life force.

Therefore, what Akhtar has to worry about in the future is not the burning out of life force, but the spirit affected by the fire of Surtur.

As time goes by, there is no telling whether Akhtar will slip into madness.

If Akhtar really falls into madness in the future, he will probably become an extremely terrifying existence. Killing a kingdom is considered... light.

Think of this.

The little mare rubbed Akhtar's cheek with her cheek, seeming to be comforting, but also seemed to be lamenting the future that had been foreseen.

Really sentimental.

Ximu touched the little mare's neck. Just as he was about to speak to comfort him, he suddenly frowned slightly. Then he turned around and looked behind him. He saw a dwarf with strange spells written on his face and arms as long as his knees, walking slowly. Come out of the burning house.

The two people's eyes overlapped.

"You really have a keen sense of perception." The dwarf with a face full of curses smiled and seemed to be admiring, "He is indeed a hero praised by people."

He looked at the sword of light that Akhtar took out.

"Let's make a deal, hand over the Sword of Light, and I will allow you to leave alive."

No words.

Ximu directly released the Sword of Light, and the unfolded pillar of light penetrated out, drowning the dwarf in an instant, and penetrated the mine with unabated force.

The little mare next to her also had a tacit understanding. She grabbed the back of Ximu's neck in her mouth, threw her onto her back, and led Ximu away in a lightning speed.

She didn't care at all whether the dwarf with the curse written on his face could survive. After all, all she needed to care about was whether Ximu was safe.

Ximu is now in a period of weakness, which means that he has temporarily lost the ability to deal with danger, so retreating with Ximu is the most correct choice.

After a while, the light faded.

A dwarf with strange spells written on his face appeared. He didn't seem to have any injuries, but after taking a step forward, his body suddenly exploded, and then he healed as if he was going back in time.

This was repeated fifty or sixty times before stopping.

"Fifty-six lives were consumed at once." The dwarf whose face was covered with spells frowned and looked pale.

Before he came to snatch the Sword of Light, he already knew that Akhtar had the ability to unlock the Sword of Light, enough to use an extremely fatal attack.

But since he dares to snatch the Sword of Light, it means that he has the confidence to survive.

Immortal Haldi, this is their title within the Twilight Order. Relying on his unique ability to save life, he gives people the illusion that he cannot kill.

Every other day, he can take one person's life, and after a hundred days, he can accumulate a hundred lives.

Before all his hundred lives are consumed, he cannot be killed either by piercing his heart or burning his body to ashes.

And this was the reason he dared to arrest Akhtar.

However, the situation was somewhat different from what he expected. The Sword of Light consumed more than fifty of his lives at once.

It didn't just consume his life.

The reason is unknown, but it seems that the Sword of Light contains more targeted damage, so it can consume more than fifty of his lives at once.

"Now he shouldn't be able to unblock the Sword of Light for the second time." Haldi analyzed this and chased in the direction where the little mare left.

Now is when Akhtar is at his weakest, and it is also the best time to seize the Sword of Light.

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silence.

silence.

silence.

The white-haired girl stood by the bed, watching Akhtar weakly leaning against the bedside, and handed over a cup of prepared potion.

"This is a specially prepared version of the potion, which can speed up your recovery." She deliberately raised her voice a little on the word "specially prepared."

Ximu didn't seem to hear the implication. He took the cup with confidence and drank it in one gulp. Then he praised:

"It's so sweet, I made you bother." He handed the cup back to the white-haired girl with a gentle smile, "You are... such a gentle person."

The potion was obviously bitter.

The white-haired girl looked down at the cup, and then looked at Akhtar's gentle smile. Could it be that Akhtar had a problem with his taste.

"I will leave after I recover tomorrow." Ximu interrupted the white-haired girl's thoughts, and the white-haired girl glanced at Akhtar after hearing the words. There was a little dissatisfaction in her cold eyes, as if she was Say something like, "You know how to get me into trouble."

After encountering danger, he came to her house on horseback as soon as possible. This would obviously cause trouble for her, but considering that she and Akhtar were already allies.

Therefore, Akhtar was allowed to stay.

"It's better to use the Sword of Light sparingly." She glanced at the Sword of Light placed beside Ximu's bed and reminded her in a cold voice,

"The more you use the Sword of Light, the easier it will be to attract the attention of the flame giant Surtur, and the easier it will be for you to fall into madness."

After that, he turned and left the bedroom.

Outside.

The white-haired girl looked down at the cup in her hand. She didn't know whether it was out of curiosity or for other reasons, but she gently wiped the inside of the cup with her fingers.

Then he licked his fingers with his little tongue.

The bitter taste rises.

Her delicate and pretty face wrinkled up at this moment, and she quickly stuck out her tongue. It was indeed very bitter, and the man said it was very sweet.

fraud!

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The next day. Ximu spent the night unharmed. Except for a few violent explosions outside the city that disturbed his sleep, there were no twists and turns worth mentioning.

"Drink the medicine." The white-haired girl stood beside the bed and handed a cup of specially prepared potion to Ximu. This time she deliberately made the bitterness a little higher.

In response, Ximu calmly took the cup, then put it to his lips under the gaze of the white-haired girl, and was about to drink it.

He put down his cup and asked:

"What happened last night?"

"No." The white-haired girl lied expressionlessly. She met the assassin who came to kill Akhtar last night and sent him away smoothly.

As for why he didn't kill him, it was because the assassin's immortality was relatively strong, and he couldn't kill him even if he was crushed into a pulp.

"Aren't you chasing me?" Ximu nodded, and then drank the potion in the cup under the expectant eyes of the white-haired girl.

There was no reaction, no frown.

The white-haired girl showed a disappointed expression, and then asked: "Is there something wrong with your taste system?"

Ximu smiled: "Want to check?"

"You used the taste-blocking potion in advance, right?" The white-haired girl seemed to realize the truth, but Ximu just kept smiling when he heard the words and did not tell the answer.

In fact, he did drink a potion that blocked his sense of taste. After all, it was easy to guess the little girl with white hair.

In order to retaliate for his deception, he made the potion bitter as a prank.

"I will make a spicy potion next time." The white-haired girl turned around and left expressionlessly, seemingly without any emotion.

But the footsteps leaving were louder than usual.

Pleasure.

Ximu smiled, not feeling guilty at all for bullying the white-haired girl. On the contrary, he felt happy.

After all, the white-haired girl would not show her emotions under normal circumstances, and she would only have obvious mood swings when someone bullies her.

This...who can bear not to be bullied?

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Two hours later.

The white-haired girl pushed open the door and walked in. She was holding a cup of spicy potion that she had prepared, ready for Akhtar to drink it.

However, it was discovered that Akhtar had left early as expected.

"You run so fast." With a slight snort, the white-haired girl turned around and left the bedroom, her steps a little brisker.

This time it was her victory.

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outside the city.

By the dark stream.

Ximu rode the little mare, looked at the blindfolded nun who came out of the woods, and asked, "Can you find the dwarf yesterday?"

"Master Ashes knows that he is still alive?" The blindfolded nun seemed a little surprised, but thinking that Ximu's teacher was the Witch of Destiny, she felt normal again.

She spoke softly.

"Lord Ashes, please let me deal with Haldi. You need enough rest now."

"No, take me to him." Ximu stretched out his hand to the blindfolded nun. The blindfolded nun hesitated for a moment, but chose to hold his hand.

With a strong tug, the blindfolded nun was pulled onto his horse.
"Show me the way."

"Ah...yes...please come this way." The blindfolded nun pursed her lips, feeling a little...unaccustomed to being held in Lord Ashes' arms.

This isn't hateful.

It was purely because she had never experienced it before. This was the first time that she was held so intimately in the arms of the opposite sex, even though Master Ashes did this to show her the way.

But does this mean that Lord Ashes is not so resistant to her existence?

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Ten minutes later.

On a hillside.

"Lord Ashes, Haldi is hiding in that stone house." The blindfolded nun raised her finger and pointed to the stone house next to the lava river in the distance.

Ximu followed his lead and saw that the doors and windows of the old stone house were closed, making it impossible to determine whether there was anyone in the house.

But he trusted the blindfolded nun's judgment.

After all, the blindfolded nun is a woman who can communicate with Ragnarok. Apart from the person who caused Ragnarok, the blindfolded nun is the existence most favored by Ragnarok.

Therefore, she can follow the guidance of Ragnarok and locate the believers of Ragnarok in reverse.

In other matters, the blindfolded nun may not be professional, but in matters related to Ragnarok.

There is no need to question professionalism.

Taking out the sword of light, Ximu aimed at the stone house in the opposite river, and freed it without hesitation. The pillar of light penetrated the air, flew over the magma river, and hit the stone house head-on.

This scene is like someone taking chopsticks and stabbing the cake hard, and everything along the way is penetrated.

And after this blow.

Ximu's magic power was completely exhausted, and even the sword of light in his hand could not be held tightly and fell from his hand.

The sword of light penetrated the ground.

The little mare's hooves scraped the ground, and she was very wary of the blindfolded nun. Ximu was now very weak, and the sword of light fell to the ground again.

If the blindfolded nun wants to snatch the Sword of Light, she has a high chance of success.

The blindfolded nun seemed to notice the difference in the atmosphere. She watched Ximu subconsciously touching the bracelet given by Hecate, the witch of fate.

This is Lord Ashes testing my loyalty.

This is not a bad thing, but it shows that Master Ashes has begun to try to trust himself, otherwise he would not take such a huge risk to test.

"Lord Ashes, I am your nun." She bent down, pulled out the sword of light, and handed it to Ximu.

"Please also believe that I will never betray you."

"What if I want you to give up guiding me in my destiny of becoming the triggerer of Ragnarok?" Ximu asked, changing the topic before the blindfolded nun was embarrassed.

"No need to answer now, after all, we don't know each other well enough yet."

"Lord Ashes is so gentle." The blindfolded nun smiled softly. If Lord Ashes forced her to make a choice at this time, she might not be able to give a satisfactory answer.

She lowered her head slightly.

"I will think carefully about this issue."

"I'm looking forward to your answer." Ximu chuckled. He actually didn't care much about what the blindfolded nun was thinking at the moment. As long as the blindfolded nun was in a dilemma and started to think about whether to follow the gods Whether it is more important to guide the fate of dusk or to remain loyal to him, that is enough for him.

In the future, he only needs to slowly guide the blindfolded nun to increase his weight in the blindfolded nun's heart. When he fights with the flame giant Surtur, he will start to decide who is the cause of Ragnarok. The selected eyes can play an important role in guiding Ragnarok to focus more on you.

Of course, the premise is that he has to help the blindfolded nun regain her eyes. If he cannot help the blindfolded nun regain her eyes, then the blindfolded nun will only play the role of a guide.

It didn't help him much in his battle with the flame giant Surtur.

(End of this chapter)