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

Lost.

The density demon's eyes widened to the extreme, staring at the spear of destiny. His dark skin peeled off under the impact of the scorching heat, revealing the muscles and blood vessels under the skin, and then the blood vessels and muscles were quickly carbonized.

He would turn into ashes the moment the spear of destiny touched him.

He had expected this kind of thing. If he wanted to touch an existence like the Lord of Ashes with his fist, he must be determined to give up everything.

So when he threw this punch, he had already decided to let the medium that was most susceptible to the influence of the "density" power play a role.

That is, he himself.

"Boom!" Throwing everything into life, all the power into one direction, from the perspective of the sky, it was like a sunken abyss suddenly appeared on the earth, and everything within this range was crushed in an instant.

"Demon, what's your name?" Horse hooves walked out of the void, and Akhtar appeared on horseback, looking at the head of the density demon floating in the air. As for other parts of the body, they had already been thrown into the previous punch.

"Does it still have... consciousness?" The density demon was first surprised that the Lord of Ashes retained consciousness in the simulated world, but soon he gave up the idea.

He said his name straightforwardly.

"Miwat, of course people seem to prefer calling me the density demon."

"I'll remember you." Ximu retracted his gaze, and the head of the density demon collapsed and disappeared into the air.

"Roar!" Fenrir Wolf reappeared, and she seemed to have escaped the attack direction at the moment when the density demon swung its fist, with an incredible speed.

Ximu's ruby-like pupils were cold, and he unexpectedly did not take the initiative to attack. He was waiting for what Fenrir Wolf could do.

The top monster cultivated by the monster witch herself, gathered the power and abilities of all monsters in the simulated world, possessed a strong resistance to the flame of ash, and the teeth of the godslayer cultivated specifically.

Fenrir Wolf circled around the Lord of Ashes for several times, looking for a chance to hunt him, but soon she found that the Lord of Ashes was not on guard at all, just staring at her coldly, as if urging her to act quickly.

This prey... no, this man didn't care about her threat at all.

Thinking of this.

Fenrir Wolf lowered its limbs and pounced on Akhtar, and the wolf's mouth opened, the upper jaw reached the sky, and the lower jaw reached the earth, as if it could swallow the world. From the perspective of others, Fenrir Wolf suddenly expanded in size and turned into a demon wolf that seemed to be able to swallow the world.

The sky suddenly darkened.

It was not a metaphor.

As Fenrir Wolf opened his mouth, the sky was quickly covered, and as the wolf's mouth closed, the whole world instantly turned into a lightless place.

The Lord of Ashes, who was enough to burn the world, was eaten.

"Teacher... was eaten." The savior goddess widened her eyes. She stood on Jörmungandr and could clearly see her teacher being swallowed in one bite.

In response, Jörmungandr gently swung his tail, and several mountains burning with flames were flattened. The storm that was set off actually blew away the burning flames on the surface for a short time.

She said in a nonchalant tone:

"That man can't lose like this, and the Fenrir Wolf has not been completely cultivated."

The savior goddess's expression relaxed slightly, and then she heard footsteps behind her. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw the monster witch coming over. Her expression was still as cold as always, and her posture was as charming as always.

Obviously, she was not as mature as the savior goddess, but she gave people a dangerous and charming feeling.

"If the Lord of Ashes loses, isn't that a good thing?" The monster witch asked back, causing the savior goddess to fall silent.

"It's better not to daydream." The corpse witch came over, followed by the clone witch.

The savior goddess' eyes suddenly became dangerous, staring at the witch clone who had deceived her, and she felt like she would draw her sword and stab the witch clone at any time.

"Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, this is not the time for internal strife." The witch clone immediately spoke up, hiding beside the witch of corpses, "We need to unite as one to defeat the Lord of Ashes."

The savior goddess hesitated, and did not choose to draw her sword to teach the witch clone a lesson. Instead, she turned around dissatisfied and stared at the battlefield in the distance, only to see the huge and magnificent body of Fenrir Wolf slowly shrinking.

From the original state of the sky above its head, it returned to the size of a mountain. However, when Fenrir Wolf was about to continue to shrink in size, its body suddenly began to tremble, and a red light came out of its abdomen, as if a sun was burning violently.

Fenrir Wolf began to roll in pain, and the wolf's mouth began to spit out hot ash flames, including her buttocks.

The painful howl was like thunder, shaking the whole world. The wolf that swallowed the Lord of Ashes rolled around, its size rapidly expanding, and tried to spit out the Lord of Ashes, but it never worked. The red light from its abdomen showed that the flames of ash were still burning.

Theoretically, facing such a fierce burning of the flames of ash, it should have been completely turned into ashes, but the Fenrir Wolf still maintained its vigorous vitality. This was because she had a certain degree of resistance to the flames of ash, and also because she had a strong healing ability and could quickly recover from her injuries.

But this happened to be the source of her pain.

Soon after, the painful howl of the Fenrir Wolf weakened, and it lay weakly on the burning ground, with its mouth open, and a tongue spit out and fell to the ground.

Ximu rode out of it on an eight-legged horse.

It is not difficult to deal with Fenrir Wolf directly. It is nothing more than waving the Spear of Destiny, but he is still looking forward to seeing if there are any other surprises from Fenrir Wolf.

However, the moment Akhtar left his abdomen, Fenrir's wolf turned around and ran away without hesitation. He disappeared into the sky with his tail between his legs and disappeared into the flames. His body also shrunk to the size of a normal female wolf, and he ran to the side of the monster witch.

The monster witch knelt down and stroked the poor Fenrir Wolf. She was not surprised by the result.

"The rest is up to you."

"Wait, are we here so soon?" Jormungandr was shocked, "Where are the other demons or witches?"

The monster witch said coldly: "I'm not talking to you."

"You're talking to us." A calm male voice came, and a man with four arms and eyes on his forehead walked over.

Behind him also followed the gods.

"It's our turn." The God of Destruction spread out his hands and looked into the distance, waiting for the Lord of Ashes, and said:

"The man's lack of interest in even taking action against us shows that he doesn't take us seriously, or that most of his strength is devoted to confronting the omniscient god."

The clone witch shook her head: "This is just a simulated world."

"The simulated world also refers to reality." The God of Destruction turned around and glanced at the gods behind him. Among them were the God of Wealth and Contract, the Goddess of Circulation, the Goddess of Wisdom, the God of War, and other powerful gods.

This time is different from before going back in time. All the powers of the gods are gathered together, except for the goddess of death and the goddess of life who did not join.

Basically, all the gods who can fight join the war.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter." The goddess of wisdom stepped on Jörmungandr's scales and came to the goddess of salvation.

The goddess of savior's expression was a little unnatural. As the disciple of the Lord of Ashes, she felt guilty when facing the gods.

However, the goddess of wisdom did not show any hostility. Instead, she raised her hand to lightly touch the hair beside her ears and said with a gentle smile:

"Can the goddess with the name of savior guide us to defeat the Lord of Ashes together?" She took out her sword and pointed at the distance to wait for the Lord of Ashes.

"That man is the Lord of Ashes at the end of time, the enemy that blocks all existence, and his head is the honor of the savior."

The goddess of salvation was silent for a moment, clenched the holy sword in her hand, nodded seriously, and turned to look at her teacher.

The God of Destruction smiled upon seeing this, glanced at the Goddess of Breeding and the God of Growth not far away, then took out the forging artifact with four hands, bent his legs slightly and rushed out.

"Boom!" Jörmungandr lowered his head slightly, and the God of Destruction rushed out first, followed closely by the gods behind him.

"I don't have much interest in you anymore." Xi Mu casually swung the spear, ignoring the distance limit, and directly penetrated the chest of the God of Destruction. The moment he pulled out the tip of the spear, the God of Destruction turned into ashes.

However, the gods who came one after another did not stop attacking, trying to create an impossible miracle.

Even if you create a person who inherits the power of the Lord of Ashes but maintains an independent personality, only that kind of existence can create impossible miracles.

To do this, they need to injure the Lord of Ashes, or create an opportunity to touch the Lord of Ashes. First, touch Akhtar's blood or body through the Breeding Goddess, and then let the Breeding Goddess give birth to the Lord of Ashes. The offspring are then handed over to the God of Growth to give birth to the offspring and grow, and then are given knowledge by the Goddess of Wisdom to give birth to corresponding personalities.

This child will inherit the bloodline of the Lord of Ashes, the bloodline of the gods, and the endless blessings of the gods. He will have enough resistance to withstand the birth and death of the world and lead all living beings to a new world.

But the premise is to create an opportunity to touch the Lord of Ashes.

"A world without temperature!" The goddess of ice and snow opened her thin lips lightly and stretched out her hand towards the Lord of Ashes, hoping to stop the Lord of Ashes from moving for an instant.

"I've seen this move before." A hand stretched out from the blazing flames and grabbed the pretty face of the Ice and Snow Goddess. The Lord of Ashes' red pupils were cold, and blazing ash flames burst out from his fingertips, without mercy. The goddess of ice and snow burned to ashes.

There are indeed many beauties in this world, but that doesn't mean that he will be so merciful that he won't kill them. Except for a very few people with whom he has a good relationship, he will not really be merciful when he is an enemy.

Unless this enemy can come up with a method that interests him.

"Then have you seen this move before?" The God of War rushed over, his smile was unprecedentedly exciting. At this moment, he gathered the power of the gods and was so powerful that it felt like he could smash the world to pieces with one punch.

"Bang." Ximu caught the incoming fist with one hand, and immediately threw it casually, as if throwing a bowling ball, knocking away the surrounding gods.

"Although I don't know what you want to do." He pulled out the sword of death from his waist and activated the player power.

"Rules of the game, survival in a world of death."

With his current strength, the scope of the Kingdom of Death is enough to clear out most of the weak gods besieging him in an instant.

However, it failed.

It was enough to eliminate most of the weak gods in an instant. As if the attack had lost its effect, the gods continued to charge forward.

Ximu was silent for a moment and changed the spell: "The rules of the game have changed, survive in a world of ashes."

As soon as the words fell, the blazing ash flames swallowed up the world, and the gods that came one after another were turned into ashes, except for a few gods with good strength, or gods who were alert to evacuate.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

"... Did you lose?" The savior goddess looked around and found that most of the gods were missing, and the attack that had been coming one after another came to an abrupt end.

Her friend Jörmungandr also turned into a burning skeleton and slowly collapsed. The situation changed so fast that she couldn't react.

And she had a very subtle feeling, that is, the attack launched by the teacher was just within her tolerance.

Otherwise, she should have died with most of the gods.

Da.

Da.

Da.

The sound of horse hooves came from the flames, and Sleipnir appeared from the flames and stopped in front of the savior goddess.

The savior goddess looked up at the teacher on horseback, and felt a sense of despair that she would never win. That was not the despair she got from the prophecy, but the strong despair she felt after actually experiencing the power of the Lord of Ashes. Just a spell could destroy most of the gods.

And it was extremely difficult for her to defeat a witch or a demon.

Ximu looked down at his apprentice, only to see that her pretty face was red because of the high temperature, and there was a little black ash on her cheeks.

He withdrew his gaze and rode away.

The Savior Goddess also reacted, and immediately stood up with gritted teeth, holding the holy sword in her hand tightly, and launched an attack on her teacher.

She couldn't admit defeat, otherwise how could she cut off the eternal reincarnation of the world.

"Clang!" The sword fell, bursting with brilliant sparks, passing by the back of the Lord of Ashes. The slash that was enough to kill the devil had no effect on the Lord of Ashes at all.

Ximu casually swung the spear, piercing the abdomen of the Savior Goddess, lifting her whole body up and meeting his eyes.

The Savior Goddess gritted her teeth, holding the holy sword and slashing continuously, trying to cause damage to her teacher, but every sword did not cause any damage to her teacher except for the numbness of her hand due to the recoil.

"Really stubborn." Ximu chuckled, watching his little apprentice gritting his teeth and trying to swing the holy sword, he wanted to watch for a while longer.

With the power of a player, he can fill in the value for himself with his feet, although this value depends on his development of the player and the upper limit of magic.

But as long as he wants, he can fill in the defense that the Savior Goddess can't cut.

The Savior Goddess didn't know if she was tired of chopping, and suddenly stopped chopping, looking at the teacher desperately and aggrievedly. Although she knew that she was showing mercy, the scene of hanging her in the air and letting her sword chop her still made her feel very collapsed.

Now it's a serious battle of life and death.

"Not bad, you are the first god who can chop me so many times." Ximu praised as usual, and the spear that pierced the Savior Goddess's abdomen burst into a hot flame of ash, burning his apprentice into ashes directly.

And at this moment,

"Maybe it's because the teacher of the goddess of savior taught well." A charming female voice came, and Ximu's spear moved at the sound, and then suddenly stopped. The witch clone knelt on her knees with her hands folded on the ground.

"Lord Akhtar, I have admired you for a long time." The witch clone gently raised her head and whispered to Akhtar:

"Please let me follow you."

"..."

Ximu didn't speak, his ruby-like pupils were slightly bright, and the kneeling witch clone was directly burned into ashes. This old-fashioned plot of deliberately surrendering first and then looking for an opportunity to backstab was a bit... boring.

Although the witch clone was indeed a beauty, there was no shortage of beauties around him. The so-called surrender of a beauty was not very tempting at all.

After doing all this.

Ximu retracted his sight and looked at the figure not far away. It was a girl with long blue wavy hair, wearing a wide witch's pointed hat, and her hands were folded on her chest. She looked at him calmly with cold eyes.

Unlike the fear in other people's eyes, her sapphire eyes were calm, as if she was not facing the Lord of Ashes.

"Lady Witch of Death, I didn't expect you to come in person." Ximu's voice suddenly became gentle, without a trace of hostility.

The Witch of Death put down her hands folded on her chest, and her eyes fluctuated a little, "I didn't expect that the All-Knowing Saint could actually guide your will to this moment."