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

The next day.

The news of Bishop Karen's assassination spread like a strong wind throughout the Black Rose Kingdom, making the already unstable Black Rose Kingdom uneasy.

The Inquisition Hall.

"Lord Akhtar, this is the information collected so far." Sharon placed a stack of information in front of Ximu's desk, and then stood behind Ximu naturally.

Now that Bishop Karen has been killed, Na Ximu, as the manager of the Heretic Trial Hall, naturally has the highest power.

And the Heretic Chamber really needs Akhtar's help.

Ximu flipped through the information and couldn't help but frown. Then he put it back on the table and said, "It's all worthless information."

"The means of the assassination are unknown." Sharon shook her head. She had no clue as to what means the Order of Death used to assassinate Bishop Karen. With the protection of a barrier that could resist the attack of a hundred-headed dragon, theoretically no one could. A silent breakthrough.

Even if she masters the ability to teleport, she will definitely trigger the barrier's induction, allowing Bishop Karen to prepare in advance.

"Maybe it was the Death Witch herself who took action." Ximu speculated, crossing his fingers and analyzing calmly.

"Bishop Karen has considerable influence in the Black Rose Kingdom. Directly assassinating Bishop Karen is the easiest way to cause chaos in the Black Rose Kingdom."

"Lord Akhtar, you underestimated the power of the witch." Sharon's voice was extremely calm. "If the witch had any ill intentions towards the Black Rose Kingdom, we would be destroyed in an instant, and there would be no chance to discuss who assassinated Karen. bishop."

Based on the analysis of the classics she has read, the power of the Death Witch is no different from that of the gods. It is better to say that it is stronger than ordinary gods.

Such a being has malicious intentions towards the Country of Black Rose, and can directly destroy the Country of Black Rose without any troublesome means.

And they were powerless to resist.

"Perhaps the Death Witch has another agenda." Ximu analyzed this and then made a decision, "Convey everything that happens now to the Death Goddess. We need the guidance of the Death Goddess."

He leaves no room for doubt.

"The highest-scale grand ceremony, let all believers join in and start praying to the goddess of death at the same time, conveying everything today to the goddess of death."

"Is this...really necessary?" Sharon was stunned. All the believers in the country had joined in the grand ceremony, which must be able to convey the news to the goddess of death.

If we want to give an example, it is like an ant shouting at people, then humans will probably not pay attention to it. However, if thousands of ants gather on the ground and put out corresponding words, then humans will not be able to ignore it no matter what. Lose.

"It is very necessary. There must be a bigger conspiracy behind this." Ximu looked very serious. "The teacher can't predict the fate of the country of black rose. That must mean that there is a higher power involved."

"Understood." Sharon nodded and lowered her head, "I will report the information to the king and ask them to cooperate with the grand ceremony."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared from where she was.

Since even Hecate cannot divine the fate of the Black Rose Kingdom clearly, it means that the situation is serious to a certain extent.

So it is indeed necessary to pray for divine guidance.

"Sharon, I hope you won't disappoint me." Ximu picked up the documents on the table and began to read them.

He was confirming that any heroes had arrived in the Black Rose Kingdom, and flipped through page after page until he saw Michael's name.

The fingers paused, then slid across Michael's file.

If he does nothing, Michael will be captured by the God of Blood in two months, stuffed into puffs in high heaven, and tortured day and night.

Think about it.

"Come here." He said suddenly, and saw a man wrapped in black walking out of the shadows, and then he gave the order.

"Please come and see Michael."

"Yes." The man in black disappeared into the shadows and carried out the order very faithfully, since Akhtar is now the manager of the Heretic Hall.

Then they will carry out the order.

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at the same time.

In the outside world.

A doll girl sits on the edge of the bell tower, her fingers pulling on imperceptible thin threads, controlling several knights in the city to kill each other on the street.

"No one has noticed until now. It's so boring." She complained, but her smile became more and more evil.

Until a sickle wrapped in black flames slashed across, the doll girl's neck was cut open, and her head fell to the ground.

Sharon looked indifferent, stepped on the doll girl's head with her foot, and asked:

"What...purpose do you have?"

"Hehehe, are you scared?" A laugh came from the doll girl's head, and she didn't care at all about her head being stepped on.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you, this country is already under the gaze of the Witch, and all of your souls are sacrifices to the Witch.

She smiled very happily.

"By the way, the ceremony will begin in three days."

"If the Witch of Death is really watching this country, why did she have to wait three days?" Sharon's voice became even colder.

To this, the doll girl gave the answer.

"interesting."

"Crack." Sharon stepped down, crushing the doll girl's head, and then teleported and disappeared from the place.

She came to the victims controlled by the doll girl and found that although the victims were seriously injured, they all survived.

No... to be more precise, it is impossible to die.

At the same time.

In the Inquisition.

"Michael... right?" Ximu interlaced his fingers, looked at the beautiful woman with golden hair opposite him, and said as if jokingly:

"She is really as beautiful as the rumors say."

"This is just the result of the ability." Shaking his head, Michael's smile was unexpectedly free and easy, giving people a very friendly feeling.

Ximu nodded and took out a page of paper, "This is a magic that can enhance the ability, just consider it as my reward to you."

"Sir Akhtar, are you going to hire me to do something?" Michael took the paper, but did not read it.

Ximu shook his head and said:

"Your coming to the Black Rose Kingdom is already a help, and this "I can show myself" magic is the reward of our heroes."

He kept smiling.

"I invited you here this time just to make friends with you, I hope you don't mind too much."

"I am very happy." Michael smiled heartily, making people feel their heartbeats accelerate, which is a manifestation of unconscious charm ability.

However, Ximu was immune to this, and asked about another thing instead.

"I heard that you have a very powerful sister, why haven't I seen her?"

"..." Michael's smile faded a little, "My sister is stopping a suitor, it's not convenient for her to come."

"If you need me, you can find me." Ximu said with a smile, and did not choose to ask, but he knew who the suitor next to Michael was.

He is in charge of the God of Blood, and now stays with Michael as a suitor, and is hostile to all men who approach Michael.

After a while, he will kill Siegfried, and he can withdraw his hands to cooperate with Michael to kill the God of Blood, the experience package.

And at this moment.

"Lord Akhtar, your guess is right." Sharon's figure suddenly appeared, and was about to tell the information.

But after seeing Michael, he kept silent again.

"Michael's character is trustworthy." Ximu waved his hand, "It doesn't matter if you just say it."

"The Witch of Death may really be in the Black Rose Kingdom." Sharon's cold voice revealed solemnity, "According to the cultists, they will collectively sacrifice the Black Rose Kingdom in three days, and everyone's soul will gather in the hands of the Witch of Death."

"Since it is three days later, it is enough for us to leave the Black Rose Kingdom." Ximu answered immediately, but Sharon shook her head and explained:

"Anyone who takes the initiative to leave the Black Rose range will... die. The Witch of Death has set up a barrier, and as long as you leave the Black Rose Kingdom, you will be forced to die."

Ximu thought about it and said coldly:

"What if I killed everyone in advance?"

"No one in the Black Rose Kingdom can die, even if the heart is pierced." Sharon said desperate information.

"The barrier set up by the Witch of Death seems to be written with resistance to death. No one can send their souls to hell in advance by killing each other."

"Then we can only pray to the goddess of death." Ximu shook his head, seemingly helpless.

Sharon was silent for a while and said:

"I will urge the king."

"Yeah." Ximu smiled and nodded, watching Sharon disappear on the spot, and then leaned back in the chair, seeming to feel... tired.

Michael, who was standing next to him, looked at Ximu's tired look, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup, and pushed it in front of Ximu.

"Sir Akhtar, the situation is not irreversible." He smiled brightly, "If you need it, I can help you dispel some fatigue."

"No." Ximu refused without thinking, he knew Michael's way to dispel fatigue, that is, to give a caring hug.

"Please let me rest for a while."

"Okay." Michael stood up, intending to let Ximu be alone, but just as he stood up and walked out of the door.

Ximu suddenly said something.

"Can you please give the ability to manifest myself to the heroes? Even if it only improves their strength a little bit, it's a good thing."

"Well, leave it to me." Michael nodded seriously, then quickened his pace and left the room. Since the hero Akhtar asked him to do so.

Then he must live up to his trust.

"..." Ximu picked up the teacup on the table and looked at his reflection in the cup. He really wanted all the heroes to learn the ability to manifest myself.

Otherwise, how could he gain more experience points.

Of course, he couldn't attack the heroes directly with a knife now, otherwise his identity would be exposed immediately, and he couldn't beat the besieged heroes.

However, if he wanted to kill the heroes reasonably, the method was too simple. Just let the Witch of Death add a rule.

The loser in the Death Duel Field can keep his soul from being taken away and get the qualification to go to hell. Then the heroes can take the initiative to join the duel field one by one for the qualification of soul reincarnation and become his upgraded experience pack.

Of course, this method of harvesting experience points is too crude and not convenient for maximizing benefits. You can also arrange a "wish" qualification for the final winner.

The content of the wish is that the Witch of Death will let the Black Rose Kingdom go.

"Heroes, don't let me down." Ximu drank the water in the cup and continued to read the information. He sorted out the information of the heroes in the Black Rose King City so that he could arrange the battle according to his needs to maximize his experience points.

After all, the heroes here are both strong and weak. If the battles are randomly arranged, two suitable experience packs may die prematurely.

at the same time.

In the hall where heroes gather.

"Ah... I know it can manifest this magic for me." A fair-faced young man spoke, attracting the attention of all the heroes present.

"This magic was developed by the Creation Witch."

"The magic developed by the Creation Witch?" Michael was stunned, looking at the paper in his hand, and hesitated for a moment whether to teach it to the heroes.

In response, the fair-faced boy smiled.

"This magic is not harmful, and the gods don't mind believers learning this magic. You can learn it with confidence and boldness."

"How are you sure that the gods won't mind that this is magic developed by the Creation Witch?" A tall, handsome man holding two guns said with deep suspicion in his voice, "I have never heard of it. The gods allow learning of witches' magic."

Because I am God.

The fair-faced boy kept smiling, eager to reveal his identity as a god immediately and show off his unusually tall body.

But he is very patient now. Before he completely wins Michael's heart, it is impossible for him to let Michael know that he is the God of Blood.

Otherwise, this relationship would not be pure. He wanted Michael to like him purely without any identity factors.

"I know this by accident. If you don't believe me, you can go to the church of the God of Blood and pray to the god to ask."

The fair-faced boy smiled, but his smile soon solidified.

Next to him, a man wearing golden armor with his hands in his pockets laughed and said: "There is no church of the God of Blood in the Black Rose Kingdom, so there is no way to prove it."

"At least let's find a god with a church." Some people couldn't help complaining. There are many gods in this world. Depending on the local culture, the number of churches varies, and the God of Blood is a type with very few churches. .

In the Kingdom of Black Rose, where the mainstream belief is the goddess of death, it is impossible to have a church of the God of Blood.

"In the church of the God of War, too."

A bald man came out. He had red lines on his face, his upper body was naked, and his smile was bold and domineering.

"In the Kingdom of Black Rose, there should be a church with the God of War, right?" He glanced at the fair-faced young man and grinned.

"Don't worry, I've also heard that "making me appear" is a magic allowed by the gods."