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

"Mister and Akhtar are here to save you." The God of Blood closed his eyes, his voice weak, and chuckled at Michael who was bound by chains beside him:

"I'm going to die. Even if they don't come to save you, sooner or later you can leave the Blood Temple."

"Can't you ask God to heal you?" Michael looked at the God of Blood who was sitting on the throne, like a withered mummy, with blood flowing out.

After returning to the Blood Temple, the Blood God, who was addicted to men, did not attack him immediately. Instead, he fell into...sleep.

And after waking up, he looked sick and had no energy to attack him. This was just like a high fever in humans, which makes it difficult to have an erection.

"Is there any cure for the 'death' toxin in the body?" the Blood God asked back, and then answered by himself.

"After being given the concept of death, my life span was also forcibly reduced, making it worse than an ordinary person."

His current state is the concept of "death", which is forcibly locked to a certain extent. Not only the length of his life, but also the recovery speed of his divine power are forcibly locked, as long as he waits for the length of his life to reach the end.

Then he will inevitably fall into death.

This is the tricky thing about the Witch of Death. It is not simply giving the concept of death, but also the state of the body will be forcibly weakened, and it will be infinitely closer to the state of death.

"Really?" Michael lowered his eyes, hiding his worried mood. He was not worried about the God of Blood, but worried about Mister and Akhtar who came to save him, and worried about the dying God of Blood. God goes crazy.

"Actually, there is no way to save him." Blood Myth changed, "If the Witch of Death is willing to take the initiative to revoke the concept of death given to her."

He raised his thin hand.

"But we have to find a bargaining chip to make the Death Witch compromise."

"Maybe you can try praying to the Witch of Death." Michael said as if he was joking, and the God of Blood smiled when he heard the words, weakly leaning on the cold throne, and he and Michael were the only two people in the empty temple. .

If he was in normal condition, the Uncensored Conference would have been held at this time.

"Just praying, that would be a bit too naive. Only by finding a bargaining chip that satisfies the Witch of Death can cooperation be achieved with mutual benefit for both parties."

His voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Does the Witch of Death care about that... hero? If he is captured and used in negotiations with the Witch of Death, can it be considered a bargaining chip?"

Michael: "..."

What on earth was this guy thinking? Why did he think that the Witch of Death would care about Akhtar, and actually wanted to capture Akhtar as a bargaining chip in negotiations.

In this regard, the God of Blood gave an explanation: "The Witch of Death gave Akhtar the Great Sword of Death. This favor was only given to one person in the past."

He seemed to be hypnotizing himself.

"And Akhtar is a genius. He may become a demon in the future and be able to accompany the Death Witch, so he deserves the Death Witch's attention."

"You are just afraid of death." Michael's voice was calm, "Now you have begun to deceive yourself in order to survive."

"..."

The God of Blood was silent for a moment, then tapped the ground with his fingers. On the stone slabs above the main hall, blood began to pour in, and figures emerged one after another.

They are all strong men of the Blood Church.

"Catch Akhtar and keep him alive."

"Yes." The Blood Pope lowered his head and responded piously, even though the god he believed in was already weak and might fall into eternal sleep at any time.

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at the same time.

Outside the castle.

"Is it the way I opened it that's wrong?"

Ximu stood in front of the castle gate, looking at the seal at the foot of the mountain, showing a trace of confusion and surprise, as if he didn't quite understand the current situation.

What caught his eye was not an endless snowy scene, but a vast and boundless jungle. Several giants that looked like piles of stones were dragging a carriage as huge as a mountain, slowly moving towards an unknown place.

Behind the thick dark clouds, there is a pair of looming scarlet eyes, giving a dangerous sense of oppression, as if someone... is outside the world, peeping at the world.

"In order to ensure the safety of the God of Blood, the Lord has released all the weirdos." The explanation of the headless maid came from behind.

"This is to ensure that no one can get close to the Blood Temple."

"It's really a deep friendship." Ximu said with a subtle expression, but the headless maid didn't care about the subtlety of his words.

The birdcage in her hand was raised slightly so that her head was facing Akhtar.

"You should have understood the Lord's character. He seems to be very timid and timid, right?"

"..."

Ximu nodded.

"That's not a disguise, the Lord is indeed timid." The headless maid commented mercilessly, and then added another sentence.

"But this is also the dangerous place for the Lord. The Lord embodies his own fear into the world. This fear is called the source of fear. It is both a restraint and a protection for the Lord."

This is how she explained.

"Unless they can overcome the source of fear, no one can blaspheme the Lord." After saying this, the headless maid simply turned around and left.

Ximu glanced at the source of fear in the sky, then summoned the little mare and left.

The replaced environment is actually the overlap between the world in the mind of the God of Terror and the reality, which has caused the real world to change.

If the player and the God of Terror take the path of companionship between gods and men, and defeat the God of Omniscience, then the world will be covered by the world in the heart of the God of Terror.

Countless weirdos will become the mainstream of this world, and the residents of the original world will become pets or food kept in captivity by weirdos.

This is the ending of most gods and men, allowing the order of the new gods to cover the old world, and players and gods to rule the new world together.

Soon after.

"Are you okay?" Ximu dismounted and looked at Mister and Eden not far away. They were sitting under a red leaf tree, and the fallen leaves seemed to be stained with blood.

That's a weird one too.

However, in front of Mist and Eden, he didn't dare to move. He remained obedient and tried his best not to reveal any danger.

"We're fine." Eden shook his head gently, while Mist stood up to greet him and came to Akhtar's side.

She carefully observed Akhtar, and after confirming that he was safe and sound, she showed a relaxed look, and then said:

"The weirdos that harassed us are dead."

Although the monsters that come to harass them all look scary, they can all be chopped to death with a knife, but the feeling of cutting is different.

From her perspective, this was nothing special.

"That's good." Ximu nodded, and then went straight to the topic, "The God of Terror made a condition. As long as I can find out from the mouth of the Death Witch whether the God of Omniscience is still alive, he will open the closed door for us. "Boundary"

This is impossible.

Mist subconsciously pressed her hand on the handle of the knife. From her point of view, this was impossible. It was obvious that the God of Terror was unwilling to break the barrier.

Eden beside him was very calm and asked:

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's give it a try." Ximu turned his gaze to the dark woods not far away, and his eyes met a woman in white hanging upside down from a branch.

"I'm going to prepare the sacrifice for summoning the Witch of Death." After saying this, the woman in white hanging upside down on the branch showed a look of horror, and fell to the ground unsteadily.

Then without hesitation, she started to run away, like a humanoid female spider, her white thighs swinging, her long black hair swaying like water plants, and she got into the grass in an instant.

That man was more dangerous than the powerful monster she encountered.

After a while.

After the woman in white thought her escape was successful, a pair of silver leg armor appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

She raised her head and looked up, and saw a knight in silver armor holding a burning black flame sword high and slashing at her.

His vision dimmed and his consciousness ended.

"..." Ximu shook off the black flames of the Great Sword of Death and began to smear the magic circle with the blood of the woman in white.

Under the gaze of the scarlet eyes of the sky, the summons to the Death Witch began.

The curse sounded and the body of the woman in white burned.

In the dim blue firelight, the legendary Witch of Death appeared, still wearing the familiar white witch pointed hat, with long wavy blue hair hanging down, and her cold and mysterious temperament making it difficult to take your eyes away.

Her fair and slender fingers were folded on her chest.

"Akhtar, why are you summoning me?"

"Master Witch, the God of Terror asked me to ask you something." Ximu kept smiling, "The God of Omniscience, is he still alive?"

"This is not something you should know." The Death Witch replied coldly. She had already told Akhtar about whether the omniscient god was alive. After she asked Akhtar to get close to the omniscient saint, she would try to figure it out. When the power of the omniscient God is in full swing.

It is basically equivalent to announcing that the omniscient God is not dead.

"Is it really information that cannot be disclosed?" Ximu seemed to easily accept the fact that he was rejected.

"Then why don't you talk to the God of Terror in person."

He pointed to the castle in the distance... No, there was no castle in the direction he was pointing to, just an ordinary hilltop.

The God of Terror has moved on.

"Why don't you let me talk." A cunning and joking laughter came, as if time was cut out, and a girl wearing a mask suddenly appeared. Her long light red hair was tied into a ponytail and draped over her left shoulder, giving her an air of elegance. A feeling of cunning and innocence.

"Akhtar, you are... too straightforward. You actually asked the Witch of Death directly." She took off her mask, revealing her bright and pretty face. Familiarity greets Ximu.

However, Ximu showed a puzzled expression.

"Who are you?"

"It's Liliana...the god she believes in." The girl paused deliberately, then moved closer to Akhtar.

"I like your understanding of lies very much." She raised the corners of her mouth and said in a seductive tone, "Would you like to become my believer? I can give you more power."

"Faith cannot be forced." Ximu calmly shook his head. He was not interested in believing in the Goddess of Lies. Although the Goddess of Lies is also very powerful, she is a woman with many thoughts and can have more than a dozen thoughts in a minute. , it is too tiring to get along with her, and he is really not interested in the goddess of lies.

Although the Goddess of Lies is undoubtedly a beauty, the game officials also spent a lot of effort on the character design of the Goddess of Lies.

"Faith is meaningless to gods." The goddess of lies rolled her eyes, but did not force it.

She turned her gaze to the Witch of Death and said:

“Is the omniscient God still alive?”

"..." The Witch of Death cast a cold gaze. The goddess of lies in front of her was not a third-rate god, not a character who could be killed with one finger.

So she listened to the Goddess of Lies patiently.

"Actually, I also want to kill the God of Omniscience." The woman of lies kept smiling, with her hands behind her back, "If the God of Omniscience is not dead, we can cooperate to kill the God of Omniscience, how about it?"

"For witches, all gods are enemies." The Witch of Death said in a cold voice, but the Goddess of Lies smiled happily.

She covered her lips and blinked.

"Lady Witch of Death doesn't seem to be good at lying. You don't seem to resist working with the goddess... No, you have actually cooperated with the goddess a long time ago."

"Yes, there is already a goddess cooperating with me." The Witch of Death responded calmly, with a cold voice without any ups and downs.

However, this made the Goddess of Lies confused, and messy thoughts came up.

She thought she was the first goddess to talk to the Witch of Death about cooperation, but the reality was completely opposite to what she expected.

Since she was not the first goddess to talk about cooperation with the Witch of Death, how many goddesses had talked about cooperation with the Witch of Death before?

"Tell me what you are here for." The Witch of Death interrupted the Goddess of Lies's fantasies. She was not interested in wasting time on the Goddess of Lies.

"I just want to cooperate to kill the God of All-Knowing." The Goddess of Lies regained her cunning smile and raised a finger.

"Within 10,000 years, Ragnarok will surely come, and everything will be burned to ashes."

Her expression was serious.

"In order to survive, we can only strangle Ragnarok in the cradle in advance."

"What does this have to do with the God of All-Knowing?" The Witch of Death asked, and the Goddess of Lies smiled and told an astonishing news.

"Ragnarok and the God of All-Knowing are two sides of the same coin. As long as the God of All-Knowing exists, Ragnarok will inevitably come."

"So in order to survive, the God of All-Knowing must be killed." Her voice was very sincere, and there was no lie.

But sincerity can also be... deceptive.

The Witch of Death did not believe what the Goddess of Lies said, she would use her own way to verify the truth of the information.

The goddess of lies looked at the cold expression of the witch of death and knew that her performance had failed. This woman did not believe what she said.

Although everything she said was true.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about something else." She turned her head and looked at Akhtar, showing a gentle smile.

"Human, I can help you enter the barrier."

"What's the price?" Ximu asked, and the goddess of lies pursed her lips and smiled, took off her high heels, and moved her toes slightly.

Her expression was arrogant.

"Lick my feet."

"Are you sure?" Ximu asked back seriously.

The goddess of lies was stunned for a moment when she saw this. She looked at Akhtar's unhumiliated expression and silently put her shoes back on.

"This is just to test your determination to save your friend." She took the initiative to change the subject, "The promise of the God of Fear is not credible. Even if you know from the witch of death whether the God of Omniscience is alive, he will not open the barrier to let you in."

She opened her cherry lips slightly, trying to deceive Akhtar.

However,

"Bang!" The barrier in the distance was shattered, turning into countless crystal fragments, reflecting dazzling light in the air.

Very beautiful.

"You can go in now." The Witch of Death put down her hand, her cold voice was calm, and she had said that she wanted to enter the barrier.

Then she could shatter it with just a flick of her finger.