After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

“…”

“…”

Ximu stepped over the thick snow, exhaled a breath of white mist, and looked at Mist and… Eden who were sitting around the fire in front of him.

The firelight reflected on their beautiful figures. The two seemed to be communicating about something, but because the whistling wind and snow were too loud, he couldn't hear clearly.

But it can be seen that they get along well.

He walked over.

“Eden, have you finished your business?” Ximu sat on the ground and asked Eden who was kneeling.

When they were in the Sky City, Eden temporarily parted ways with him and went to do some private things, although Eden didn't say clearly what to do.

But he could guess that it was nothing more than going to find the Ice and Snow Goddess, hoping that the Ice and Snow Goddess could stop the snowstorm.

Otherwise, if the snowstorm continued, it would soon cause a large number of mortals to starve to death.

“… Well, it’s done.” Eden was silent for a while, responded softly, and lowered his emerald eyes.

She parted with Akhtar and went to find the Ice and Snow Goddess, wanting to talk to her, hoping that she could stop the snowstorm.

However, just as she had expected, the Ice and Snow Goddess refused without hesitation, and righteously stated that she was...cleansing the world.

Rather than doing anything evil.

"If you need any help, just tell me." Ximu's smile was gentle, but his voice was very serious.

"It's not a very troublesome thing." Eden shook her head gently. She wanted the Ice and Snow Goddess to stop the snowstorm, but this... was almost impossible, unless Akhtar could become a demon and have the strength to kill the Ice and Snow Goddess.

Ximu seemed to believe Eden's words, and turned his attention to Misty on the side, saying seriously: "I have almost figured out the situation."

"..."

Misty showed a questioning look. Although she had a strength far beyond that of ordinary people, people thought that the strong man who was invincible could be killed by her with just a light knife.

But this does not mean that she is good at conspiracy. In fact, apart from following her brother's orders, she mostly acts on the instinct of a warrior.

So she has developed a habit, that is, to leave the brainwork to people she trusts.

And she just needs to be a... sharp knife.

"The Blood Church bribed the residents of Cardillon and let them identify you as the murderer of the massacre." Ximu said concisely, "Then what we have to do is very simple."

He answered while looking at Mist.

"Kill all the Blood believers in Cardillon, and the residents of Cardillon will lose financial assistance. Then, we can talk to the residents of Cardillon and the problem can be solved."

"Understood." Mist nodded, stretched out her hand to hold the long knife beside her, and she would go and kill all the Blood believers.

In response, Ximu waved his hand:

"You are a criminal now, it is not appropriate to clean up the blood believers yourself, let me handle it."

"..."Mister opened her mouth. She was worried that Akhtar's strength was not enough to deal with the blood believers, but she felt it was impolite to say it out loud.

She hesitated and said:

"The blood believers are numerous and very cunning."

"That's why I have to deal with them." Ximu smiled gently, took out the bread and wine jug, and distributed them to Eden and Mister.

"Please give me one~" The familiar hand stretched out, accompanied by the familiar voice of the girl, Ximu glanced at Liliana who appeared beside him, and also gave a piece of bread and wine jug.

"Sir Akhtar, why are you not surprised at all?" Liliana held the bread and the wine bottle, her delicate face full of doubts, "Aren't you surprised by my sudden appearance?"

"You should be glad that you have no hostility." Ximu said unhappily, "Otherwise your head would have been moved long ago."

"I don't want to go to hell too early." Liliana touched her neck and looked at the cold Misty. She had no doubt about Misty's strength. As long as this woman got angry, except for the righteous saint in the city.

Everyone would die under Misty's blade.

This is not bragging, but an objective fact. Misty has the power beyond the limit of human domain.

No one who faced Misty's blade in the past was spared.

"Then don't approach quietly." Ximu said coldly, "You may not have such good luck next time."

"Yes~" Liliana straightened her posture and responded obediently, then smiled and said: "Since you care about me so much, I will tell you a secret."

She raised her hand and touched her cherry lips.

"There are many blood believers among the people of Kadilong, all of whom are the natives of Kadilong. Even if you cut off the financial assistance, those blood believers will not choose to change their words. On the contrary, they will say that you are... threatening the residents of Kadilong to change their words."

"A famous hero, in order to help his friend get rid of the crime, actually threatened the innocent people, it's really hypocritical and selfish."

"..."

Ximu fell silent.

He seemed to feel helpless, and felt...despair for the information revealed by Liliana.

In response, Liliana smiled and said:

"Even if you want to help your friends, there is... a limit, unless you are willing to kill everyone in Kadilon."

"But you know the price of doing that. From now on, you will no longer be a hero. People will regard you as a cultist."

"The goddess of life will also be...disappointed in you."

She took a bite of bread.

"If I were Lord Akhtar, I would give up wisely, rather than risking tens of thousands of lives on my own hands and embarking on a path of no return."

“It’s better to make trade-offs if there is a breakpoint.”

The cold wind blew by, and the girl's casual and careless voice was colder than the wind and snow. For a person she had known for a short time, she abandoned her name as a hero, stained the blood of countless people, and lost the favor from the gods.

Is it worth it.

No need to answer, everyone present came up with the answer.

Ximu silently took a sip of the wine in the pot, and Eden beside him silently lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his heart.

The warmth from the fire seemed to be unable to dispel the cold.

"That's enough, Lord Akhtar." Mist smiled and comforted Akhtar, "You have done enough for me."

"There are many ways." Waving his hand, Ximu interrupted Mist's words, then took the initiative to change the topic and started talking about all insignificant things.

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…

The moon rises above the brow.

The fire went out.

Ximu stood up silently and looked at the three sleeping people. He saw Liliana sleeping next to Mist, and Eden sitting next to him on his knees, sleeping lightly against the stones beside him.

He flicked his fingers casually, and the flying sparks rekindled the fire.

As if stimulated by this action, Eden gently opened his eyes and looked at Ximu who was about to leave.

She stood up, stroking her skirt, and left with Ximu.

The two of them came to a hillside one after another. The cold wind blew over their cheeks, driving away the remaining sleepiness.

"Have you decided?" Eden asked, and Ximu looked up at the stars in the sky and said matter-of-factly:

"It doesn't matter whether he is a hero or not. I just want to do what I think is right. The majority is right. The majority can oppress an innocent good person, and the majority can commit crimes with peace of mind."

He raised his hand and pointed at Cadiron City.

"All the people there were laughing, laughing without any burden at the expense of a girl who couldn't save her brother, at the expense of a good man who wanted to save everyone."

"This country is really...disgusting."

Eden was silent for a moment and asked: "Akhtar, are you... affected by the Fire of Surtur now?"

"Your Highness the Saint, what do you think I should do?" Ximu asked, staring at the pretty face of the Omniscient Saint, "Do you also think that everything done by the Blood Church and the residents of Cadilon is correct?"

Of course this is incorrect.

Eden sighed softly and took off her cloak. She looked at Ximu's cold and persistent expression and knew that this man had made up his mind.

"Please come closer to me."

"..." Ximu took a step forward. I don't know if it was intentional or not. His cheek was extremely close to Eden. Their noses almost touched, and they could feel Eden's sweet breath.

But Eden didn't seem to care about this. He just stretched out his hand and touched his face. As his palm slid, his green-white fingers came close to his right eye.

"I can show you the eyes of all blood believers, but you need to sacrifice one eyeball."

She looked at the surprised Akhtar and explained softly:

"It's just a ritual. As long as you use the healing prayer afterwards, you can grow your eyeballs back, but you will also lose your special vision."

"Okay." Ximu nodded, and then he saw Eden became serious and inserted his fingers into his eyes.

Blood flowed from his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and fell to the cold snow, spreading and staining the ground red.

"Okay." Eden calmly withdrew his hand, only to see an eyeball appear in his white palm. Ximu covered his bleeding cheek with one hand, looked at the eye that belonged to him, and suppressed the use of healing prayer. impulse.

With the level of grace he currently possesses from the Goddess of Life, he can basically subconsciously restore his damaged physical condition, and even if he is penetrated through the heart, he will be subconsciously healed.

Now instead, he has to deliberately suppress and heal his body.

"I will plunge your eyes into the fountain of wisdom." Eden explained softly to Ximu, "After that, you can distinguish all the blood believers."

"What is the fountain of wisdom?" Ximu asked pretending to be confused, but Eden shook his head and did not explain to him what the fountain of wisdom was.

She turned and disappeared.

With his only eye, Ximu could vaguely see Eden coming under a magnificent tree, and then completely disappearing.

The cold wind blows, and the endless snow scenery comes into view.

After a while, a cold feeling came from the disappearing right eye. It was obvious that the eyeball had disappeared, but there was an illusion that it was connected.

The information poured into his brain from the missing right eye, causing his vision to... change, as if a layer of film had been peeled off, allowing him to see the world more thoroughly.

At first, the world was integrated, until the omniscient God came and planted saplings symbolizing life for the integrated world. The integrated world began to flow, and the contradiction of opposition and unity was born.

And that sapling is the tree of omniscience that pervades everywhere.

The so-called ritual is nothing more than Eden throwing his eyeballs into the Fountain of Wisdom, thus connecting to the Tree of Omniscientity, giving him special vision.

"It feels really good." Ximu summoned the little mare, then took out the piercing immortal spear and the sword of death, and rode the little mare to hunt down the blood believers.

The horse's hooves trampled, leaving a trail of footprints on the snow.

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at the same time.

At the Blood Church branch in Cadilon.

"Akhtar, is very persistent in helping Mister get away with the crime." The indifferent nun placed an intelligence letter on the table and looked at the Blood Bishop in front of the table indifferently.

"My Lord Bishop, we'd better find a solution as soon as possible."

"..." The Blood Bishop did not answer immediately. He just touched his unshaven chin, as if thinking about a solution.

However, the priest standing by was the first to speak:

"Even if Akhtar's background is not simple, there is no way to solve the problems of the Kingdom of Qadilon in a short time."

"If I were Akhtar, I would choose to kill them directly." The nun said coldly, "If you want to help Mist escape, the most effective way is to completely defeat us, or make it impossible for us to continue. Bribing the residents of Cadilon."

She was actually very clear about the current wrongdoers in the Blood Church, but she had no choice but to let the gods they believed in hang out under the eyes of the Death Witch in order to play with men, resulting in being seriously injured by the Death Witch's sneak attack.

And if this was just fine, the God of Blood was already seriously injured and was still unwilling to give up the Michael he had obtained, which led to his sister coming to visit him.

This is very embarrassing... God.

Now they can only try their best to help the Blood God solve the problem, delay Mist in the Kingdom of Cadilon, and prevent Mist from actually running in front of the Blood God.

"Don't worry too much about this. I have hired strong men to deal with Akhtar." The Blood Bishop waved his hand and said in a very calm voice, "Akhtar cannot threaten our safety."

"A strong person who specializes in fighting Akhtar?" The nun looked puzzled. She had learned about Akhtar's deeds and knew very well how difficult Akhtar was.

In terms of attack, she has the favor of the Death Witch, which can be said to be the most powerful spear and can easily break through anyone's defense.

In terms of defense, he has the blessing of the goddess of life. Fatal injuries are not worth mentioning to Akhtar. He can be healed basically in an instant, which can be said to be the strongest shield.

Moreover, Akhtar also has a very strong learning ability and can adjust according to the opponent's combat skills, thereby defeating the enemy efficiently.

Who can restrain such a desperate man?

"Akhtar is a genius, not an invincible strongman." The Blood Bishop explained to the nun, "As long as there is enough intelligence, he can be defeated easily."