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

The fire flickered.

The Witch of Death stretched out her slender white hand, and several souls circled between her fingers. She observed it, then gently clenched her palm and sent the soul into the kingdom of death.

Then she turned her eyes to the Silver-Armored Knight in front of her.

"What is the reason for summoning me this time?" She crossed her five fingers on both hands, and her voice was as cold as ever, making people feel unapproachable.

Ximu looked at the white-haired girl beside him and smiled, "Are you interested in her?"

"..."

The Witch of Death looked at the white-haired girl and recognized the true form of this girl. She was an alchemical doll, and her strength exceeded the limit of the human realm.

But she did not reach the realm of the witch.

The white-haired girl who was looked at pursed her lips lightly, and then turned her head away with an unnatural look. She thought she would not be afraid of the witch. Even if her strength was different from that of the real witch, she would not be completely defenseless.

This is why she dared to watch the Silver-Armored Knight summon the witch.

However, after actually facing the existence of the witch, she immediately realized that there was a huge gap in strength between witches.

"There is no soul but there is life." The Witch of Death withdrew her gaze, and seemed not very interested in the white-haired girl.

She asked Ximu.

"Human, do you know what this means?"

Ximu thought about it and gave an answer after a moment: "Does it mean that the soul is not necessary for life?"

"Yes, the soul does not have to exist." The Witch of Death nodded and glanced at the white-haired girl again, "She has a certain degree of research value."

Wait, am I being sold?

The white-haired girl suddenly reacted and turned her head to look at Ximu. This man had bad intentions from the beginning.

In order to sell her to the Witch of Death for research.

"..." Ximu looked at the angry gaze of the white-haired girl, showed a gentle smile, and then met with an even more angry gaze.

Then he heard a cold curse.

"Liar... bad guy, I don't want to see you again!" The white-haired girl, who was not good at cursing, tried to say two vicious words.

However, Ximu did not get angry when he heard this. He still greeted the white-haired girl's curse with a gentle smile, as if he regarded this vicious curse as a breeze.

This man is so hateful.

Biting her lower lip, the white-haired girl was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently. She was thinking whether to take action and beat this hateful man directly.

However, with the Witch of Death watching next to her, she did not dare to take action easily, fearing that she would humiliate herself and make the situation even more irreversible.

"It seems that we have some misunderstandings?" Ximu shook his head helplessly, looking at the white-haired girl who was ready to hit someone, and decisively dodged and hid behind the Witch of Death.

He said nonsense seriously:

"I just want to invite you to cooperate with the Witch of Death to overthrow the rule of the gods and create a new world."

The white-haired girl was silent.

Why did she feel that this man was still deceiving herself, but she seemed to have no choice now, whether to be caught by the Witch of Death for research, or to choose a safer cooperation.

The answer is so obvious.

"Then I won't participate in the next exchange." Ximu smiled, then turned and left the hall.

The main goal of summoning the Witch of Death this time is to make the white-haired girl change from a neutral camp to a friendly camp, so that it will be convenient to buy important alchemical props from the white-haired girl in the future, so that he can become a terrorist in the future.

After all, alchemical props are really useful sometimes.

After a while.

The white-haired girl left the hall expressionlessly. She glanced at the silver-armored knight waiting outside the door and snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Liar!" After saying that, she left angrily, completely without the indifference and inhumanity she saw at first.

On the contrary, her emotions were very... active.

Ximu smiled at this, then turned and walked into the hall, the fire reflected on his armor, as if it had set him on fire.

Normal people would not dare to run to a burning house, but this is a game, and there are often scenes of transitioning plots in a fire.

And the transition of plots in the flames is more atmospheric.

"You are no longer suitable to bear a deeper death." The Death Witch's voice was calm, and she told Ximu the facts.

"If you desire a deeper death, I will refuse." She didn't mind giving Akhtar a deeper death now.

However, the fire of Surtur already existed in Akhtar's body, and his vitality had been burning. Now giving Akhtar a deeper power of death.

This was tantamount to asking Akhtar to commit suicide.

"Can't I just want to help you?" Ximu sighed and explained to the surprised Death Witch, "You seem to have forgotten that I am your believer?"

"...Really?" The Death Witch was silent for a while, and no one knew what she was thinking. Her sapphire-like eyes reflected the figure of the Silver Armored Knight.

Then she changed the subject.

"I have a task for you to do. Get close to the "omniscient" saint, gain her trust, and learn from her the true nature of the power of the omniscient God."

"Isn't the true nature of the power of the omniscient God "omniscient"?" Ximu asked with a puzzled look, which was very consistent with the reaction of a normal person.

The true nature of the power of the god is the name of the god, just like the power of the goddess of life is life, and the power of the goddess of death is death.

And by analogy, the power of the omniscient God is omniscience, which is as natural as one plus one equals two.

However.

"The power displayed seems to be omniscient." The Death Witch shook her head, "But this does not mean that he really knows everything."

She looked at Ximu and explained.

"If He was truly omniscient, then Ragnarok should not exist, and you would not be infected with the Fire of Surtur."

"..."

Ximu nodded, seemingly convinced.

"Learn the powerful identity of the omniscient God from the mouth of the omniscient saint." The Witch of Death told the task branch, and it also came with a reward.

"After you solve the problem of vitality, I will give you a deeper power of death." As soon as she finished speaking, her figure began to fade away.

Before disappearing, he left a joke.

"Akhtar, you seem to be very good at gaining favor with women."

I am also very good at gaining favor with men.

Ximu thought silently, this game is not just for women, but for men as well. In the last game, he brought Michael, who has the ability to charm, to the full favorability level, and by the way, he also raised the favorability level of Michael. Michael's sister's favorability level is also increased.

It is worth mentioning that Michael cannot be described as handsome.

Instead, it should be described as "beautiful". Although the official setting is that he is a male, it is difficult to tell the specific gender from his appearance. We can only think from his straightforward and sincere words that he may really be a man. A male.

Unfortunately, the more beautiful a person is, the easier it is to attract people to covet her. If no player intervenes, Michael will be captured by the gods, locked in a small dark room and made into a puff.

Leave the burning mansion.

Ximu returned to the shop and saw the white-haired girl staring at him expressionlessly, as if she wanted to condemn him to death with her eyes.

He didn't care, he just stated the need.

"I want to buy a freezing bomb."

"No!" Without thinking, the white-haired girl immediately refused. She had no intention of helping Akhtar make a bomb.

"Now we are partners." Ximu kept smiling, not angry at all because of the rejection, and persuaded the white-haired girl in a good voice, "If you are really unwilling to help, then I can only ask the Death Witch and you Negotiated!"

The white-haired girl became even more angry, glared at the bad man in front of her, gritted her teeth and said:

"Don't even try to threaten me!"

"It's just a negotiation, not a threat." Ximu smiled and shook his head. Seeing the white-haired girl fuming, he felt...pleasure.

"Hmph." Turning her head, the white-haired girl turned around and walked into the store, and began to prepare a bomb. She was still... a little worried about the existence of the Death Witch.

And now she is indeed considered an ally of Akhtar.

after a while.

"Thank you." Ximu took the bomb from the white-haired girl, then turned and left the store without hesitation.

Just... left like this.

The white-haired girl blinked her eyes, seeming a little stunned.

She originally thought that this bad man would use various means to coerce her into making various alchemical tools.

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at the same time.

On the street.

"As per your request, I have arranged for mercenaries to block all exits." Nashatani said in a soft voice, smiling lightly at Akhtar who was walking beside her.

"Now I'm waiting for you to seek revenge from the Twilight Order."

"It's really efficient mobility." Ximu sighed. Although Nashatani is a deadly poisonous snake and may bite people at any time, as long as you know how to use it, it will be very easy to use.

Before Nashatani finds an opportunity to bite back, she will continue to cooperate with the player's actions obediently. If there is no hope of resisting the player's oppression in the later stage, Nashatani will undergo a more interesting change, just like her mother falling in love with the immortal Like the Orochi, Nashatani will be madly obsessed with players, and then wholeheartedly start to help do bad things.

This psychological change is quite interesting.

"Since this is our first cooperation, it is naturally necessary to show our own value." Nashatani kept smiling and looked very sincere.

"Since you have taken the initiative to show your own value, then I will also show my own value." Ximu summoned the little mare, and then sat astride the little mare.

"I hope we can deal with those Twilight Believers as soon as possible." After saying this, he disappeared on the street on his little mare under Nashatani's gaze.

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at the same time.

At the gathering place of the Twilight Order.

This place was originally an abandoned mine tunnel, but now few outsiders come here. After all, the environment here is... quite harsh, and it takes a long time to collect groundwater.

So this place is already in an abandoned state with no one by default.

However.

"How long are you going to stay in this place?"

Ashlia, the former second princess of Iris, held her cheek with one hand and looked out the window at the dilapidated street with a melancholy expression.

Her status in the Twilight Order is not very bad, and it seems to be because she has been favored by the fire giant Surtur.

However, because she is not very strong, she does not have much authority in the Twilight Order, and her status is similar to that of a mascot.

The only thing that can be done is to constantly arrange assassins to try to recapture the Sword of Light from Akhtar.

I can't hold it anymore, good night