After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 354 - 128: The Blessing of the Goddess of Life_2

At this, Xi Mu revealed a smile:

"Why don’t you ask the Goddess of Pleasure if she is willing," Xi Mu lowered his head, gazing down at Babylon who sat on the chair, his voice was indifferent:

"Surrender doesn’t imply joining, but it can demonstrate an attitude. If in the future the Witch of Death takes control of the world’s reins, the Goddess of Pleasure wouldn’t be purged; she would still be the Goddess of Pleasure."

"..." Babylon’s expression slightly changed. She had been ready to turn hostile, but now, upon hearing Ahtal’s words, it seemed to make a lot of sense. If they could avoid war through surrender and ensure the safety of the Goddess of Pleasure in the war between witches and deities,

it would indeed be a very good thing.

As for the disgrace of surrendering to the Church of Death, as long as one could shamelessly justify it as not wanting innocent people to get hurt, surrender to the Church of Death would be acceptable.

After all, the Church of Pleasure was just a minor sect with no power to resist.

"Consider it, this is the best option right now." Xi Mu waved his hand and moved to sit in a chair nearby.

Seeing this, Babylon fell silent, her fingers tightly interlocked, praying to the Goddess of Pleasure in the high heavens, conveying everything Ahtal had said and also expressing her own opinions.

Soon after.

"Ahtal, why would you do that?" Babylon suddenly asked in a seductive tone, leveraging herself up with one arm on the chair, her face exuding an extraordinary charm, and walked over to Ahtal, "To so diligently aid the Witch of Death, and even to strike down the followers of the God of War, do you truly intend to become a complete servant to the Witch of Death?"

No matter how much the Goddess of Life valued Ahtal, his actions now, undoubtedly leaning too much toward the Witch of Death, unavoidably raised suspicions about whether Ahtal still held the heart of a hero.

Or if he had been completely beguiled by the Witch of Death.

"The Goddess of Pleasure herself asking me, that’s truly an honor." Xi Mu seemed to recognize at a glance that the person he was conversing with had changed.

Babylon did not deny it, and with a coquettish smile said, "Human, what is your answer now?"

"The Witch of Death treats me well," Xi Mu responded, and seeing the Goddess of Pleasure nod, he added, "And I don’t think I’m doing anything wrong."

"Aiding the Witch of Death isn’t a wrong thing to do?" The Goddess of Pleasure frowned, then she saw Ahtal give a peculiar look.

"Why is helping a deity the right thing to do?" Xi Mu shot back a question, then quickly answered himself, "I’m just choosing the method with the least losses. If I hadn’t come to the Pleasure Kingdom, the Church of Death would definitely have targeted this land."

"So should I thank you for that?" The Goddess of Pleasure displayed a look of surprise, while Xi Mu nodded frankly, and said:

"If you want to reward me, I won’t refuse."

He leaned back on the couch, his voice unnaturally calm.

"Halting the gathering of monsters has no benefits; there are more monsters in this world than people. Even if their advance is blocked, they will only alter their route and continue forward, causing more innocent people to get involved."

"Sacrificing a few to save the many, isn’t that a very cost-effective thing to do?"

"..." The Goddess of Pleasure fell silent, gazing deeply at the hero before her. She naturally knew of Ahtal, the human who was favored by both the Goddess of Life and the Witch of Death, a phenomenon unprecedented in history.

And Ahtal was indeed the most brilliant individual of this era.

"Ahtal, you truly are a twisted person," she remarked, "but in terms of results, you have indeed managed to prevent harm to the majority."

If Ahtal had not been present in the Church of Death, then given the Church of Death’s cruel nature, the places they passed would have resembled scenes of Hell.

And not the orderly rule as it was now, nor would they have allowed the existence of another church on the land ruled by the Church of Death.

Purely from the results, Ahtal had indeed reduced the sacrifices... at least not letting the battle between deities and witches affect too many innocents.

But this idea of sacrificing the few to save the many was indeed twisted.

"Twisted?" Ahtal countered, "Then as a goddess, you must have a better way, right?"

The Goddess of Pleasure fell silent again.

She had no way to influence the decisions of the Church of Death, not even daring to appear before the Witch of Death.

"But I really have done some excessive things," Ahtal said with a frank smile, showing a hint of guilt, "Now I can no longer continue to evade."

He sighed.

"Afterwards, I will go to the Church of the Goddess of Life to confess, letting the Goddess of Life take back all her favors."

"The Goddess of Life has never taken back any favor she has given to her followers," the Goddess of Pleasure shook her head, "She will not take back the favors she bestowed upon you."

She understood the character of the Goddess of Life. To the Goddess of Life, the power obtained by the followers was not from her, but from the concept of life itself.

And the Goddess of Life just happened to represent the concept of life. Since the followers had the ability to follow this path, that was the followers’ own ability.

So, although the Goddess of Life could sever the connection between her followers and the concept of life, she would not do that.

Otherwise, it would be like pioneers blocking the path for those who followed.