Chapter 1377

This name sounded really nice, but unfortunately, Ximen Wudi could not appreciate such a wonderful scene.

It wasn't that he felt humiliated because he was hung up; after all, he had long been used to being hung up and whipped, and it wasn't the first time he'd been beaten black and blue.

"Alright, can you tell me why you did this?" Ximen Wudi asked.

He knew that with the Underworld Palace Master's personality, since he had decided to take action, he must have been well-prepared; otherwise, he couldn't have risked exposure to run here and find him.

Nightingale stared into Ximen Wudi's eyes: "This is a duel."

"A duel? A duel with Zeus?"

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi felt extremely bitter.

He had originally thought he had become strong enough, but he didn't expect that the Sun God and the Flower of the Dark World would challenge him at the same time.

This was truly difficult enough.

If Ximen Wudi won, then Zeus would have to bear the pressure from the Underworld Palace Master and the Flower of the Dark World.

This was a deal, but would Zeus be willing to agree?

"This is a gamble. If you win, then the Dark World will henceforth become the hegemon of the Western dark world; if you lose, then I will cut off all ties for Zeus, let him completely set himself free, and from then on, he will never need to be bound by anything again." Nightingale continued.

Although this sentence sounded quite peaceful, it actually contained deep killing intent.

Ximen Wudi took a few deep breaths: "I refuse."

The refusal was clean and without hesitation.

"I advise you to consider it." Nightingale looked at Ximen Wudi: "You won't be Zeus's opponent. I helped you this time, but what about next time? You might die under his sword, believe it or not?"

"This time, if you didn't help, I would also die, but I would rather gamble once." Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes: "Zeus owes me a lot of money, and I want to collect it back from him."

Nightingale shook her head and sighed softly: "Sigh, you are all stubborn donkeys, all liking to split hairs."

Ximen Wudi smiled slightly: "You are not us, you don't understand."

Nightingale did not immediately answer Ximen Wudi's question, but remained silent for a minute before saying: "Doesn't your Huaxia have a poem that says 'Each generation of talents emerges, each leading the fashion for hundreds of years'?"

Ximen Wudi nodded: "Yes, I think this sentence is most appropriate to describe you all."

Nightingale said with a smile: "I agree with this sentence, because... this time, your Huaxia has also emerged with quite a few geniuses; they are all worthy of my respect."

"That's for sure, Huaxia has a continuous stream of talents." Ximen Wudi said, raising his head: "This sentence was written by the old gentleman Zhang Aiguo; I have read it."

"You are really cultured."

"Hmm, but this sentence is meant for ordinary people to hear." Ximen Wudi said indifferently: "And for us, talent is certainly important, but what is more important is effort. Striving to climb upward, one will always bump into certain things. One won't turn back until hitting the south wall, even if covered in blood, still stubbornly insisting on the path in one's heart."

Pausing for a moment, Ximen Wudi added: "Especially... this path is very hard."

"I know, your path is relatively tortuous and bumpy, but you might as well try it." Nightingale said softly: "I also want to try it. If I lose, then you can collect the debt Zeus owes you, and you can even take advantage of the situation to seize the entire Dark World; I can help you."

Having said this, Nightingale's voice rang clearly in Ximen Wudi's ears: "Don't refuse me; this has no downsides for you."

Ximen Wudi said with a mocking smile: "What, do you mean I should thank you?"

"I don't need your gratitude, because my goal is Zeus, the Dark World, and it has nothing to do with you." Nightingale's tone remained very cold, her gaze locked on Ximen Wudi's chest: "You had better cooperate with me now, otherwise, your life might disappear at any time."

"No, beautiful lady, I think you have mistaken one thing." A smile appeared on the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth: "I won't let others threaten my life, and... this time, I won't give up either."

"Oh? Then I'm really looking forward to it." Nightingale looked at Ximen Wudi, a clear, stunning luster flowing in her eyes: "Then you must not let me down."

"Same here, I hope you don't let me down either, my friend, otherwise, your life will be permanently ended." Ximen Wudi grinned.

When he smiled, his teeth were white, but this brilliant smile revealed a ruthless flavor.

Nightingale looked at Ximen Wudi quietly, and then she took off her bamboo hat.

Revealing her head of golden long hair.

That black hair like a waterfall, combined with her snow-white and slender neck, fit Nightingale's figure perfectly.

Ximen Wudi saw her face, and for that instant, he was somewhat dazed—the beautiful woman in front of him seemed to overlap with the person in his memory!

"Does it feel somewhat familiar?" Nightingale saw through Ximen Wudi's expression: "In fact, the moment you left the Dark Jesus Temple, our futures were already linked together."

This sentence made Ximen Wudi slightly surprised, but he didn't dwell on it, instead narrowing his eyes and saying coldly: "This is not my future, and I have no interest in walking the path of Dark Jesus."

"I said, we will create the future together." Nightingale said indifferently: "Zeus and Gesilin are both Dark Jesus."

Her tone was very clear, every word like a hammer striking Ximen Wudi's heart.

"No matter what, there is only one winner tonight." Nightingale said, her right hand gripping the hilt of her sword, the scabbard held across her chest: "Therefore, there is only life and death between us."

"You want to kill me?" Ximen Wudi asked.

"We were enemies to begin with, weren't we?"

After Nightingale finished speaking, she raised her sword and slashed directly at Ximen Wudi!

Clang!

Ximen Wudi drew his military dagger and met Nightingale.

However, this time, he did not choose to resist head-on, but instead used the force to leap up and jump toward the window!

"You can't escape."

Seeing this, Nightingale stomped her feet on the ground, and her body shot out like an arrow!

The speed of both was fast to the extreme; in the blink of an eye, they disappeared around the corner of the street!

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"Damn bastard, how dare you hit my butt!"

Zeus was lying on the bed sleeping in, when he suddenly felt his cheek burning, and then he reached out to touch it, almost crying out loud.

A clear fingerprint was prominently displayed on the left side of his face!

This guy's psychological quality was indeed extremely high; having just been slapped, he immediately fell back into a sound sleep.

However, because these two slaps were too hard, his sleep quality was extremely poor. After waking up, the bruise on his face still hadn't faded, but instead had swollen even more severely.

With this degree of injury, he would probably need to nurse his wounds for a week.

"This Apollo is really annoying!" Zeus roared angrily, then he grabbed his phone and dialed a call to the Military Advisor!

However, what made Zeus annoyed was that the Military Advisor's phone actually indicated it was powered off!

This woman must have hidden away to watch the fun!

"I really wish I could strangle her!" Zeus cursed under his breath, then changed his clothes and started to take a shower.

However, when he finished showering, got dressed, and pushed the door open, he found a man sitting in the living room, with his back to the door, standing by the window.

"Zeus, congratulations on your victory." This man said.

"Who are you? How are you in my room?" Zeus asked with a frown.

His vigilance was extremely strong; at this moment, he almost instinctively wanted to draw his gun.

The man turned around and looked at Zeus: "Don't be nervous, I'm here to send blessings."

The man looked to be about forty years old; although he was wearing a black robe, his features were quite handsome.

His nose was high and straight, his sword-like eyebrows slanted upward, his temples were gray, his eye sockets were deep, and his whole person exuded a sense of wisdom.

This man's name was Ximen Wudi!

"You are the newly promoted King of Gods in the Dark World?" Zeus looked at Ximen Wudi, his voice calm and waveless, without any emotion leaking out.

"I was once the King of Gods in the Dark World." Ximen Wudi said slowly: "But since you were crowned, you became the Father of Gods."

Having said this, he paused, then continued: "Perhaps, would you be willing to give me a hug?"

"There shouldn't be any hugging between us, right?" Zeus said indifferently: "If you are here to chat with me, then please go ahead. I think when you return to the Dark Jesus Temple, those brothers and sisters of yours will definitely miss you very much."

This remark was airtight, clean and without hesitation.

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi smiled slightly, and then his figure suddenly soared into the air!

Swish!

A cold glint was suddenly released from Ximen Wudi's hand, heading straight for Zeus's throat!

This was a snowflake.

In this cold wind, this snowflake contained intense killing intent!