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

The nasty laughter spread throughout the Black Rose Kingdom as if it was a joke.

Sharon also withdrew the scythe and looked at the smiling doll girl coldly. She had no choice now, she had to see what this cultist wanted to do.

Otherwise, everyone in the Black Rose Kingdom will die.

"To show that we are not so cruel and ruthless." The doll girl took off her beret and bowed gracefully.

"All heroes in the Black Rose Kingdom will not be bound by the rules of death and can leave alive, but only before the game starts."

She smiled evilly.

"Of course, the price for choosing to leave the Black Rose Kingdom is that from now on, you will no longer have the name of a hero, but a coward."

Sharon frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"Because the next rule of the game is that every hero must participate in a one versus a thousand game. Everyone killed by the hero will be eligible to go to hell."

The doll girl smiled and observed the heroes under the clock tower.

"Everyone who escapes from the Kingdom of Black Rose is equivalent to giving up the salvation of a thousand people's souls. Naturally, they cannot bear the name of heroes."

The atmosphere became quiet at this moment.

Time seemed to have stagnated at this moment. Sharon looked at the smiling doll girl and tightened her grip on the sickle in her hand.

This guy is so mean, he plays with everyone like this.

at the same time.

In front of the hotel where the heroes gather.

All the heroes present began to become restless, exchanging glances with each other, confirming each other's thoughts.

Do you want to escape from the Black Rose Kingdom?

After all, the current situation in the Black Rose Kingdom cannot be solved by heroes. Gods must intervene.

"Sorry, I... chose to quit." A handsome man in a suit raised his hand with an indifferent expression.

He held the thin sword at his waist with one hand.

"Staying here won't help the Black Rose Kingdom, and I don't think what the cultists say is true."

"Then I'll quit too." A dwarf walked out of the crowd, carrying a big black hammer. He obviously didn't want to stay in the Black Rose Kingdom.

Then most of the heroes stood up and chose to leave the Black Rose Kingdom, unwilling to have their souls taken away by the Witch of Death after death.

That's even harder to accept than death.

"Those who do not have the name of a hero cannot leave the Kingdom of Black Rose alive." A gentle and hearty voice suddenly came out.

Everyone present looked along the sound source and saw Michael walking out slowly. He faced the eyes of all the heroes.

"The rules of the game are that only heroes can leave. When you choose to abandon a thousand souls and leave, you have lost your reputation as a hero."

He looked at the doll girl on the clock tower and asked.

"We who don't have the name of heroes will die immediately if we leave the scope of the Black Rose Kingdom, right?"

"Hehe hehe... That's the right answer. As expected of Michael, he is so smart." The doll girl clapped her hands happily. Seeing the despair of most of the heroes, she said the answer without hesitation, "Only heroes can You can leave the Black Rose Kingdom alive, but only those who are willing to stay can be considered heroes."

Her smile was full of playfulness.

"Those who lose their reputation as heroes cannot leave alive."

"It's... really bad." Michael smiled sadly, and then turned his eyes to his sister with long red hair and a mask that covered half of her face.

If he is a beauty because of his ability to charm, then his sister is a natural beauty.

The tall figure coupled with the awe-inspiring and calm temperament seems to be a sharp edge polished to the extreme, as if it can unfold all obstacles.

Think about it.

"Mister, come with me." He whispered to his sister beside him, and then the two of them headed to the border of the Black Rose Kingdom one after another.

After Mister cast a curious look at her brother, she saw Michael pushing her back hard with a gentle smile.

Mist was caught off guard and took a step forward. She left the Black Rose Kingdom without incident and stood outside the Black Rose Kingdom.

"If you are pushed out of the Black Rose Kingdom, you will not lose your reputation as a hero." Michael smiled distressedly, "But this method can only be used once, and this loophole cannot be exploited continuously."

He looked at Mist who wanted to come in again.

"Don't come in, or I will kill myself immediately."

"..." Mister immediately stopped, and Michael smiled when he saw this, turned his back and waved to his sister.

"Since you can find a loophole once, you can find a second loophole." As soon as he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared into the distance.

In fact, when he heard the doll girl say the rules, he immediately realized the loopholes in the rules, but he had no way to clearly state the loopholes in the rules.

The person must be pushed out on the premise that the person concerned does not subjectively want to leave the Black Rose Kingdom.

This already excludes too many heroes.

And on the other side.

The doll girl on the clock tower waited for a few minutes and found that most of the heroes had already made their choices. Some of them realized the loopholes in the rules and sent out their close friends.

With this in mind, she continued to perform.

"Hehehe, it seems you have all made a choice." The doll girl smiled evilly, feeling very unworthy of a beating, and continued to draw hatred.

"Let's choose, choose whether the goddess of death will come and save everyone, or choose to be killed by the heroes."

She spoke to the praying Death Cultists.

"Anyone who wants to be killed by a hero, raise your hands."

"..."

"..."

die.

This concept is very terrifying, but it is based on the fact that there is no hell, for believers of the goddess of death.

Reality is hell.

And hell is a happy world. In hell, you don't need to endure hunger, and you can still meet your family in hell. Hell also buries all the scenery and celebrities in the past history, and has scenery that is unimaginable in this world.

Therefore, believers of the Goddess of Death are not afraid of death.

Now a multiple-choice question is placed in front of all believers of the Goddess of Death, which is to choose to believe that the Goddess of Death will come to save everyone.

Or choose to die at the hands of heroes.

Not long after, the death believers answered with practical actions. They raised their hands one by one and chose to be killed by the heroes.

Compared with having your soul taken away by the Witch of Death and waiting for the Goddess of Death who doesn't know whether she will come or not, being killed by the hero now is the best choice.

This does not violate the doctrine of suicide.

You can also go to hell in advance.

"Hahahaha, there are still many people who insist on their faith." The doll girl covered her face and laughed, then glanced at the statue of the Goddess of Death in the square.

"Merciful Goddess of Death, are you planning to betray the trust of your followers?" she mocked.

"Or are you going to be a coward?" He was provocative without mercy, showing no fear of the goddess of death.

However, from her unconsciously averted gaze and slightly trembling voice, she could still feel that she was nervous.

After all, she was now provoking the gods.

Wait a moment.

"Hehehehe... Zayu~ Zayu, the goddess of death is really a bastard, a coward." Covering her mouth, the doll girl continued to taunt.

After confirming that the goddess of death will not come out.

"Expand it, the kingdom of dolls." The doll girl clapped her hands lightly, and the sky was covered by a huge city, as if two cities overlapped.

Dolls fell from the sky one after another, grabbing the death believers who raised their hands, and the heroes headed to the city where the sky overlapped.

…

…

"What...is this?" Ximu glanced at the death believers surrounding him and couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, he was in a huge arena, and there were only a few cultists who believed in the Death Witch in the audience.

"Probably the ability to form the world." A mercenary holding a big sword came out with a broad smile.

“There is dissatisfaction with this world and a strong desire for a certain form of existence in the world, thus giving birth to a self-country that is different from the real world.”

He shrugged.

"This guy is probably obsessed with dolls to a certain extent, otherwise it would be impossible to have such an ability."

Ximu said calmly: "Really?"

In the game Mystic Gate, the setting of the kingdom of self is described as "the king of the world in the heart". As long as you crazily long for the corresponding world, you will have the ability to awaken the corresponding abilities.

"I'm sorry, hero." The mercenary took an attacking stance and apologized to the heroes in the encirclement, without stopping at all.

"You should understand the rules of "Duel". You cannot be killed without resistance, otherwise it will be regarded as "suicide", and then we will have no way to go to hell."

"It doesn't matter, I will kill all of you with my own hands." Ximu took out the hunting king's sword, and as his palm brushed the blade, a red flame of ashes ignited.

"Ah, sorry, I have no choice!" A thin man holding a dagger suddenly rushed out and stabbed him with all his strength.

If you want to go to hell, you must fight with all your strength, otherwise it will be regarded as wanting to commit suicide, which violates both the doctrine and the rules of dueling.

So she is doing a very despicable thing now. It is obvious that the other person is helping her go to hell, but she wants to use all her strength to kill the other person.

"It's okay." Ximu's voice was so calm that it gave people a strange feeling of compassion. He slashed the attacking man in half with a faster speed.

Then he looked at the death believers rushing from all directions and listened to them apologizing to him while killing him mercilessly.

"Ahhh...I'm sorry, hero!!!" The mercenary holding a big sword jumped and chopped off Ximu's head.

Then he was penetrated by a spear.

Ximu swung the spear hard, throwing away the mercenary corpse hanging on the spear, and then started a massacre. Each of the death believers seemed to be crazy, rushing towards him without fear of death, while apologizing without saying a word. Kill with mercy.

There are more and more enemies in front of you, which makes the space for movement become smaller, but it also means that the efficiency of killing becomes higher.

Spears can penetrate Death Cultists faster.

The Great Sword can kill more enemies at once.

After killing a death believer, another death believer immediately pounced on him without any room to stop.

As the footsteps moved, the sword in his hand turned, and the head of a death believer was cut off directly.

Blood and fire seemed to engulf the entire duel field.

for a long time.

The battlefield became empty.

The flames burned the corpses on the ground. Ximu walked forward step by step. With his steps, the corpses burned to charcoal under his feet would make crisp sounds.

There were only three living people on the battlefield.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Akhtar." A nun approached Ximu, holding an exaggerated sickle.

The believers of the goddess of death usually use sickles as weapons, perhaps because the believers of death believe that sickles have the function of harvesting lives.

So the unified combat weapons are sickles.

"No need to apologize." Ximu looked very calm. The hunting king sword in his hand blocked the attacking sickle, and the spear in his hand pierced the nun's heart.

The nun felt the passing of life, showed a relieved smile, and said: "If there is a chance to meet in hell, I will definitely apologize to you."

"..."

Ximu did not answer, brushed past the nun, and looked at the next oncoming experience pack, which was a knight in armor.

"It's great to die in the hands of a hero." The knight in armor laughed heartily, holding the spear in his hand tightly and posing a thrusting posture.

Ximu looked at the knight standing still and directly activated the combat skill of the piercing immortal spear and the combat skill of the heart attack.

The wind shot out from the piercing immortal spear, piercing the knight's heart like a drill.

Originally, with the strength of this knight, he could still resist a few of his swords, but he had to stand still and prepare to stab him.

The combat skills contained in the piercing immortal spear were enough to take the knight's life in an instant. After all, the piercing immortal spear is a special attack on the heart. As long as you can aim at the enemy's heart, you can condense a wind beam that penetrates the heart.

And it can also inhibit the regeneration of the enemy's heart.

"You are worthy of being a hero. The weapons you have are so powerful." The only remaining believer of the goddess of death approached Ximu.

He held two swords in his hands, and his expression was very calm.

"We are willing to be killed. You don't have to feel guilty for killing... a thousand people." After saying this, the man holding the two knives kicked the ground with his feet, and shot out like a cannonball. His body flipped in the air, and the two knives turned like a meat grinder.

"Bang!" Sparks flew from the collision of the swords. Before the man holding the two knives could stabilize his body, Ximu pierced the man's chest with a spear.

The spear was pulled out, and blood flowed with it.

"Akhtar, I'll wait for you in hell." The man holding the two knives knelt on his knees and smiled at the indifferent silver-armored knight not far away.

Then he fell into a pool of blood.

Ximu shook off the blood on the spear and calmly looked at the battlefield. Everywhere he looked, there were corpses. The red flames burned the corpses as firewood.

The firelight was reflected on his silver armor, as if he was in hell.

Next, it's time to harvest... heroes