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

In the blazing flames, a large number of soldiers howled and struggled painfully in the sea of ​​​​fire, then turned into ashes.

Martha watched this scene and pursed her lips slightly, feeling... unbearable for such a tragic scene.

She sighed and said to the knight in silver who walked out of the sea of ​​fire:

"That's enough, they no longer dare to attack."

"You are too gentle to be a follower of death." Ximu chuckled, then slashed the wailing soldier beside him to death with a sword, and then walked into the sea of ​​fire.

Martha looked at the soldiers who were wailing behind Ximu and turned to ashes one by one. She said with a complicated expression: "Are you still yourself now?"

She recognized the power used by Xiumu. It was the Fire of Surtur, a flame that existed to burn the world.

And those who use this power will, without exception, become madmen and have the deepest malice towards the world.

Even if you are a normal person, you will gradually change.

"..." Ximu did not answer immediately. The temperature of his body surface began to drop, and the pendant on his chest glowed slightly. He used the healing prayer to restore his body. As the mist evaporated from his body surface, his eyes gradually softened.

"Fortunately, I'm still me." He raised his hand and clenched his fist, smiling at Martha.

In this regard, Marda did not relax her vigilance. She clearly remembered Akhtar's state not long ago, waving a flaming sword, laughing wildly, and burning the besieging soldiers as firewood.

And it was Akhtar who showed such a crazy side that the soldiers began to flee and did not dare to continue the attack.

Death... is not terrible, it is nothing more than going to hell and welcoming the afterlife.

But being burned to death in such a miserable way and facing the demon-like Akhtar made the soldiers start to fear and collapse.

"Hahaha... don't worry, his mental state is normal at the moment." Granny Sethe suddenly spoke, which relaxed the atmosphere.

Martha put away the vigilance in her eyes. Although she was in the Death Cult, she was also mentally prepared for the madness of the Death believers.

However, they still have an almost hostile attitude towards the followers of the flame giant Surtur, which at least the followers of death can understand.

But the followers of the fire giant Surtur are really crazy.

"Before I went crazy, I was already dead." Ximu said as if joking, passing by Martha, arriving in front of the big library, and then stabbed the hunting king's sword into the floor.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a bunch of potion bottles, and started filling them crazily.

Potions that increase physical strength, potions that increase the efficiency of magic power, potions that increase the temporary upper limit of magic power, potions that increase concentration, potions that increase abnormal resistance, potions that increase fire damage, and poison resistance The potion was poured in as if drinking boiled water, and then bottles were thrown away.

However, this is not the end yet.

"Grandma Saisi, please give me the benefit of the curse." Ximu looked seriously, looking at Granny Saisi next to him and spoke.

There was silence.

"Are you serious?" Granny Sethe frowned, "Curse can indeed increase the power, but it also has corresponding side effects."

She sighed.

"It is absolutely impossible for a curse to have no side effects."

"What if the time is only one hour?" Ximu asked, and Granny Saisi thought about how to minimize the side effects and maximize her strength.

After a moment, she gave her answer.

"If it were just a pure buff state, the cost would be to be weak for more than three days and not even have the strength to eat."

Ximu immediately replied: "Then I just need to find someone to feed me for three days."

"Since it's your own choice." Granny Sethe nodded, and then tapped the ground with her cane, echoing with invisible ripples.

She drew a magic circle on the ground with her feet.

Then the cursing began.

"Akhtar, you will become seriously ill in one hour, and all your magic power and physical strength for the next three days will be concentrated in one hour."

"You will prosper and then decline. In one hour, you will have no magic power, your physical strength will be weak, and you will become a weak person who can be slaughtered by others."

"..." Ximu clenched his fist and felt a steady stream of magic power pouring out, and his strength continued to increase, as if all the magic power and power from three days had been carried to the present.

Then he turned on the ash fire state again, and the high temperature radiating from his body was like burning charcoal.

Standing up, he took off the sword of light from his waist.

"See you in an hour." After saying that, he walked into the big library without any hesitation.

And as Martha looked at Ximu's disappearing figure, she couldn't help but say: "Even if you rely on means to increase your strength, it won't be able to affect the outcome."

"Winning or losing does not necessarily depend on one's own strength." Granny Sethe said with a smile. She looked at Martha's confused gaze.

"Even a child, facing an adult who is too weak to move, can end the adult's life by stabbing him gently with a dagger."

Martha: "..."

"I'll leave the task of guarding the gate to you." Grandma Sethe walked slowly into the battlefield on crutches.

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In the big library.

The bright moon hangs high, competing with the stars.

Ximu narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the Queen of Magic and Teacher Hecate floating in the sky, exchanging magic with each other.

Then he cast his eyes on the figure of the Magic Queen. The figure waving the magic wand was like a bright moon, with a noble and beautiful temperament.

The blood on her mouth and the sadness and anger in her eyes made people feel distressed.

In the game setting, the Magic Queen in her peak state is stronger than Master Hecate, and she is undoubtedly at the peak of the "human" field.

So in order to allow players to kill the Magic Queen reasonably, a series of weakenings were made specifically for her, because the sudden death of the children caused her mental state to be unstable, and because of the failure to upgrade to a witch, her strength dropped significantly.

Then she had to face Hecate's attack.

Retracting his sight, Ximu clenched the Sword of Light in his hand, and then ran towards the direction of the Magic Queen, like a moving ghost, dodging the magic bullets falling from the sky, and occasionally splitting the magic bullets that could not be avoided with the Sword of Light.

Dodge.

Roll.

Rebound.

And Ximu's blatant approach naturally could not escape the attention of the Magic Queen and Hecate.

The Magic Queen looked coldly at a silver-clad knight below, holding a flaming sword, moving through the battlefield like a dragon.

After a moment of silence, she slightly raised her magic wand and aimed at the silver-clad knight below. Several rays of light condensed from magic power shot out, as if they were swimming dragons of light, biting the silver-clad knight.

Ximu was not panicked at all. On the contrary, he accelerated to approach the Magic Queen before the radiant light approached him.

Hecate appeared in front of him, waved her magic wand to create a barrier, blocking the radiant light.

She turned her head and looked at Ximu.

"Disciple, why did you come in?"

"Teacher, take me closer to the Magic Queen." Ximu said briefly, his eyes locked on the Magic Queen.

Hecate observed Ximu after hearing this, and then focused her attention on the flaming sword of light.

"Disciple, you can actually use this sword." Her voice contained deep surprise. She originally thought that her disciple's character was impossible to use the sword of light.

After all, the seal on the Sword of Light has the restriction that it cannot be used by non-righteous people, and her apprentice obviously has nothing to do with integrity.

It's better to say that it's quite despicable.

"Teacher, the focus is wrong!" Ximu seemed dissatisfied and refuted, and then he saw Hecate nodded and advised:

"Apprentice, this battle is very dangerous."

Ximu: "..."

With the current weak state of the Magic Queen, as long as you can find an opportunity to get close and seize the opportunity to use the Sword of Light, you will have a chance to make the Magic Queen lose her ability to move.

Otherwise, the Magic Queen will be in a hurry and use an indiscriminate wide-area move to directly summon the moon to smash down.

"Master knows." Hecate looked at the speechless expression of the apprentice, grabbed the apprentice's wrist, and took him into the sky.

She gave up the habit of long-distance combat and took the apprentice to quickly approach the Magic Queen.

With her understanding of the Sword of Light, as long as it is activated, it may swing a nearly unavoidable slash.

However, if a human activates the Sword of Light, he can probably only swing it once. If he wants to use the Sword of Light again, he needs to rest for at least one or two days.

In other words, her next battle plan needs to be changed from defeating the Magic Queen to creating a suitable opportunity to use the Sword of Light.

"Moon, fall." The Magic Queen seemed to sense the danger, and looked at the two people approaching quickly, raising her magic wand high.

Then the full moon in the sky began to fall slowly.

Originally, with Hecate's long-range attack, she could not guarantee a hit even if she used the Moon Fall, but since Hecate chose to approach.

Then she could use the Moon Fall with confidence.

At the same time.

Ximu threw the Sword of Light in his hand the moment he confirmed that the Magic Queen used the Moon Fall magic.

The pillar of light pierced the atmosphere, the protective magic barrier, and the Magic Queen's lower abdomen.

The Magic Queen, who was already seriously injured, completely lost her ability to fight under this blow, and her figure, like a bright moon, fell to the ground.

The original launch of the Moon Fall was also interrupted.

The moon disappeared, and the stars dimmed.

The Sword of Light pierced the wooden floor, and the Magic Queen fell to the ground weakly, and the surrounding environment changed back to the Great Library.

"Ah... my children, please forgive me, an incompetent mother." The Magic Queen supported the ground with one hand, and the blood flowing from her abdomen dyed the ground red.

She didn't care about Hecate and Ximu, but just apologized to her children. As a mother, she couldn't avenge her children.

She felt guilty for this.

"You can see them after you go to hell." Ximu pulled out the Sword of Light that was stabbed in the floor, and staggered towards a chair not far away.

After sitting down, he spoke to Hecate.

"Teacher, become a witch."

"The teacher will complete the ceremony soon." Hecate nodded gently, came to the Magic Queen and squatted down, stroking the Magic Queen's pale face.

Then the two disappeared on the spot.

At this time, Granny Seth and Martha came over. They looked at the weak Ximu and the Sword of Light again.

"You can really use the Sword of Light?" Marda's voice was full of surprise, and it was obvious that she knew the constraints of the Sword of Light.

If bloodline and divine favor can be solved, then only upright people can use it, which basically eliminates the possibility of Akhtar using it.

But the reality is that Akhtar used the Sword of Light.

"This is not surprising." Ximu retorted casually, using the healing prayer to recover his body. Now the effect of the potion he drank is still there, and he can continue to use magic.

So it is necessary to heal the body during this period, otherwise when the curse comes, it will be difficult for him to use magic.

Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't heal himself, Teacher Hecate will heal him later.

Now he treats his injuries purely out of habit.

"No matter how you look at it, you have nothing to do with integrity, right?" Martha said so, and came behind Ximu.

She stretched out her fingers and pressed on Ximu's temple, using magic to relieve Ximu's fatigue.

Ximu closed his eyes and asked back: "What is integrity?"

"Probably a person with very good morals." Martha answered, and Ximu was silent for a while after hearing this, and his voice became complicated.

"Isn't that kind of thing meaningful only to humans themselves?"

"..." Martha was silent, she had no way to refute this sentence, just gently rubbed Ximu's temple.

"Hunters work hard every day to hunt and earn money to supplement their families. From a human perspective, this is undoubtedly a correct and moral behavior." Ximu's voice became more complicated and tired, and he felt the hand pressing his temple slow down.

"But for the prey, the hunter is simply the embodiment of the most evil."

His voice became weaker.

"So I have long understood one thing, there has never been so-called morality and justice in this world, there are only care and indifference."

"I care about the teacher, so I am willing to fight the magic queen for her. I care about Leticia, so I am willing to be an enemy of a country for her."

Marda did not speak, but the hand pressing Akhtar's temple paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.

She believes in the goddess of justice and firmly believes that justice exists in reality, but after seeing Akhtar use the sword of light with her own eyes and hearing Ximu's words at this moment, her heart was slightly shaken.

Is justice not there, or is there a deviation in her understanding of justice?

Granny Seth, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but shake her head slightly when she saw Martha being fooled. If she hadn't been so experienced, she would have really thought that what Akhtar said made sense.

However, the reality was that Akhtar was using words to induce Martha, wanting this believer of the goddess of justice to waver.

He was really a... bad man.