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

"Master Witch, do you want someone of the same kind?" Ximu asked seriously, looking at the Death Witch with a surprised expression.

He told why.

"My teacher Hecate wants to be promoted to a witch, but she needs to meet certain conditions."

"..."

The Death Witch was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "You are really surprising, you seem to be involved in any incident."

From the first time he was involved in the assassination of the gods, and then in order to prevent the fire giant Surtur from unsealing, he was infected with the fire of Surtur.

And now she is involved with a being who wants to become a witch.

"Perhaps the teacher is a surprise." Ximu said without changing his expression, "The fact that I can see the teacher is the result of the teacher's promotion of destiny."

Everything he does now is out of his own will, but passing the blame for his experiences to his teacher can reasonably explain his legendary deeds.

After all, the setting in this game is that the astrologer has artificially created many heroes and epics, and his teacher Hecate is a being who controls the trajectory of destiny.

It is also reasonable to create a legendary deed for him.

"..."

The Witch of Death nodded slightly, not sure if she believed it or not. Seeing this, Ximu didn't waste any words and stated his intention to summon the Witch.

"I hope that the followers of death under your command can help the teacher become a witch."

"..."

The Witch of Death did not agree immediately, but said another thing: "Didn't you already use my name to trick them into helping me slay the dragon?"

"I'm sorry, it was my fault." Ximu immediately apologized without any hesitation, and the Witch of Death sighed upon seeing this, and raised her hand to rub her temples. Originally, she wanted to punish Ximu and ask him not to do it in the future. Use your own reputation to cause trouble.

But since he had already apologized, he didn't bother to pursue it further.

"I allow you to use their power to act, but only if you ensure that Hecate becomes a witch, otherwise you will not be allowed to use the power of the Death Order in my name in the future."

"Of course." Ximu promised firmly. He knew the Death Witch too well, and she was unexpectedly very cold and... gentle.

This is because the Death Witch has a different view of life and death. Death, which ordinary people are extremely afraid of, is just a change in life form for the Death Witch.

And the act of collecting souls is just to explore the truth of the world.

"..."

The Witch of Death nodded slightly, and then her body burned with blue flames and disappeared, leaving behind a sentence.

"Human, you'd better not rely too much on the power of death."

"..." Xi Mu looked down at the noble family that was burned to ashes in the center of the magic circle, then climbed out of the window and left.

Regarding the Death Witch's well-intentioned warning, during the first week, he took it to heart and felt that using the attribute of death might cause some negative state.

However, it was only after the second week that he discovered that even if he abused the power of death, it would have no effect. After all, before the life force was exhausted, not only had he transformed into a powerful race with a long lifespan, but there would also be many ways to replenish his life force.

Reduce the use of death power, it is completely unnecessary.

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afternoon.

Speakeasy.

Pushing the door open, the most vicious cultists in the tavern all turned their attention to Xi Mu who walked in.

Their gazes were as cold as knives, full of mockery, amusement, and curiosity. If an ordinary person faced such gazes, they would have been frightened to the point where their legs would become weak.

After all, these people are the most dangerous followers of death in the world.

But Ximu didn't seem to notice the danger. He came to a wine table near him and sat down. Then he waved to the bunny girl beside him and asked her to bring him a glass of wine.

When everyone saw this, they also stopped looking at him, probably confirming that Ximu had the corresponding courage, at least he was not someone who really relied on his face to attract the attention of the witch.

"We meet again, Akhtar." The sound sounded like wood chips rubbing against each other. Ximu looked along where the sound came from and saw an old lady holding a cane walking over shakily and sitting next to him. Down.

"What do you want us to do for you this time?" she asked with a smile, staring at Ximu with her cloudy eyes.

In response to this, Xi Mu showed a look of confusion.

"Master Witch, didn't you tell me?"

"Hahaha... That's true." The old lady smiled, and then sighed, "But I still have to tell you the specific details."

Ximu nodded and asked, "Is everyone here?"

"Old lady, let me introduce everyone to you." The old lady stood up and began to introduce the characters. She first pointed at the bartender with a mustache and a suit.

"Murderous Jack, a killer who once issued fifteen assassination notices in the Dragon Empire, and succeeded in assassinating each time and escaped unscathed."

"..." Ximu nodded to the bartender. After the two sides exchanged glances, they then started to look away, as if neither of them was interested in each other.

If it weren't for the Death Witch's order, perhaps Jack the Ripper would never bother with Xianmu.

It's not that I look down upon it, it's just that I'm not interested.

"This is the Bloody Countess. You must also know her story. She once bathed in the blood of a girl every day to stay young forever." The old lady pointed to the corner of the tavern, where she saw a beautiful woman wearing a red gown. The young woman in the skirt elegantly raised her red wine glass and smiled at Ximu.

Then drink it all in one gulp.

Ximu took the wine glass handed by the bunny-eared maid, responded calmly, and then continued to wait for the old lady to explain.

This kind of transitional plot is sometimes really... troublesome. For players who are interested in the plot, the old lady's explanation is easier for players to feel involved.

But it was a bit boring for him.

"This is Aleister, who was once known as the most talented magician." The old lady pointed to another table, and saw a man dressed like a clergyman with short black hair, concentrating on stacking tarot cards at the table.

When the old lady mentioned him, she glanced at Ximu. The two sides just exchanged glances, and then tacitly withdrew their sight.

Indifference, this is the message Ximu and Aleister got after exchanging glances. They ignored each other from the bottom of their hearts and had no interest in talking.

"This is Martha, she killed a dragon with her bare hands." The old lady didn't seem to notice the cold atmosphere, and pointed to the girl with a gentle smile and boxing gloves next to her.

"She is one of the few people in the Cult of the Dead who is easy to talk to."

"Hi~" Martha smiled and greeted Ximu. Her sunny smile and gentle wave were very friendly.

She is one of the few people in the Cult of the Dead who is easy to communicate with.

But Ximu just nodded coldly in response. He was not very interested in Martha. After all, this Miss Martha was a spy lurking in the Cult.

"Finally, it's my turn." The old lady poked the ground with her cane to attract the attention of everyone present.

"Sethe, the first maid of the Witch." She introduced herself concisely without going too deep.

But this self-introduction is already very valuable.

"Grandma Sethe, does this mean you have lived for more than 10,000 years?" Martha covered her mouth in surprise, as if she was surprised that the old lady had lived for 10,000 years.

Now the members of the Cult of the Dead have been iterated countless times. Except for the belief in the Witch of Death, everything else has basically been lost in history.

I didn't expect that there are still people who have survived from ten thousand years ago.

"Hehehe... just lived longer." Old lady Seth smiled kindly, without explaining in depth why she could live ten thousand years.

She turned her head and looked at the calm Ximu.

"Sir Akhtar, please tell me about the plan."

"..."

Ximu felt the gazes of the crowd, drank a sip of wine calmly, and then said seriously:

"The plan needs to be made by the teacher, I just came to take you to see the teacher."

The atmosphere fell silent.

Then.

"Hahahaha Sir Akhtar, you are so interesting." Marda laughed and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"You summoned us, these vicious people, but there is no plan?"

"I don't mind waiting." The bloody countess smiled lightly with her lips covered, her scarlet eyes contained a thousand kinds of charm, making people want to tear off her red dress and press her on the table to defile it.

Aleister, who was standing beside him, raised his hand, overturned his stacked tarot cards, and looked at the tarot cards scattered on the table.

"Fate shows that everything goes well." His voice was calm, but it made the atmosphere in the tavern relaxed.

And this is the gold content of the most talented magician in the past.

"Since Aleister said so, you can rest assured." Old lady Seth smiled and looked at Ximu and said:

"Sir Akhtar, let's go to see your teacher."

Ximu nodded and said, "See you on the rooftop of the hotel tonight."

"Okay." Aleister nodded, then stood up and left the tavern, and then the murderer Jack and the bloody countess also said goodbye.

Since the plan is not being implemented now, they will naturally do their own things.

"Everyone is gone, I still want to get together with everyone." Martha sighed, pulled out a chair and sat next to Ximu.

She supported her cheeks with both hands and said with a smile.

"We will be colleagues in the future. Do you want to get to know each other?"

"..."

Ximu glanced coldly at the familiar Marda. This spy lady is a good person, but she will not show mercy to players who join the Cult of the Dead.

Unless the player makes Marda evil.

"I'm tired. I want to rest." He stood up and left the underground tavern, but Marda didn't seem to give up. She followed Ximu for a while and found that he came to a slum, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After she searched for a while.

In a remote alley.

Marda saw the murder scene, only to see Akhtar's cold eyes, covering the dwarf's mouth with one hand, and twisting it hard. With the sound of the neck breaking, the struggling dwarf lost his breath.

"Are you still following?" Ximu looked at Marda at the entrance of the alley, squatted down and touched the dwarf's body.

With the burning of black flames, the body turned into ashes.

"Are you offering sacrifice to the Witch of Death?" Marda asked, and then she saw Akhtar cast a subtle look at her.

"No." Ximu stood up and moved his wrist, "They are the followers of the Fire Giant Surtur, who came to assassinate me."

He looked at Marda's puzzled look.

"I have a little grudge against the followers of the Fire Giant Surtur. I have stopped their plan to unlock the Fire Giant Surtur before."

"Have you stopped the plan to unlock the Fire Giant Surtur?" Marda covered her mouth in surprise, "Sir Akhtar, you are still a hero."

"That's why I told you not to follow me." Ximu said coldly, and then suddenly dodged and avoided the killer who attacked from behind.

He elbowed the killer in the neck, and the sound of bone breaking could be heard, and the killer lost his breath.

"This is my own business, and you don't need to intervene." He squatted down and touched the body of the monster, and the black flame quickly burned the body of the monster into ashes.

Then he continued to wander in the slums, and under the watchful eyes of Marda, he calmly and decisively killed the killer who attacked.

That professionalism and decisiveness were more killer than the killer who attacked.

After doing all this.

Ximu left the slums and came to the church of the goddess of life. Under the guidance of the nun, he confessed to the goddess of life devoutly.

When Marda saw this scene, she fell into a state of... confusion. She suddenly couldn't understand Akhtar, who was clearly meeting with the most evil cult in the world not long ago to discuss extremely evil conspiracies.

Then, now Akhtar came to the temple of the goddess of life again, and began to pray and repent devoutly, and what was even more outrageous was that Akhtar was really favored by the goddess of life.

Is she abnormal, or is this world abnormal?

He prayed for a long time.

Ximu mainly adapted his recent experience in the Kingdom of Iris a little bit, saying that in order to help his friend regain the country, he accidentally discovered that the followers of the fire giant Surtur were carrying out an evil plan.

For this reason, he stood up without hesitation and successfully stopped the plan, but he was infected by Surtur's fire.

Now he is dying.

"Goddess, can my soul go to the sky to serve you after I die?" Ximu raised his hand and grabbed the necklace on his chest that represented the blessing of the goddess of life.

Then the necklace glowed slightly, as if it had received a response from the goddess, indicating that he had a further gift from the goddess.

The cultists were blessed by the goddess?

Marda opened her mouth slightly, looking at this scene in surprise. Judging from the intensity of the necklace, this man had a high level of favor.

Is the Goddess of Life blind, or is there something wrong with her?

At this moment, Ximu had finished praying and put down his clasped hands. He looked at the surprised Marda and said:

"This is the reward given to me by the goddess. There is nothing surprising."

Everything done in the Kingdom of Iris can be known by the gods. After all, there is a church in the Kingdom of Iris, and naturally there are believers who will tell the information to the gods.

And the next thing is much simpler. With the softness and kindness of the Goddess of Life, as long as he is merciful to the Goddess of Life, saying that he is dying because he prevented the fire giant from being unsealed.

It is not difficult to get the reward.