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

Chapter 89 A sudden snowstorm

Black Rose Kingdom.

People looked up at the sky, their eyes fell on Akhtar, they were waiting for Akhtar to stand up and declare war on the gods.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

People could see the dust in the sunlight, and besides the subtle breathing sound, there was only the nervous heartbeat.

This world is going to be different, everything familiar in the past will no longer exist, entering a completely unfamiliar social rule.

It starts with Akhtar declaring war on the gods.

"..."

Ximu took a step forward and said to everyone in the Black Rose Kingdom:

"Inform all sentient beings, the next era is the era of gods and demons competing for world dominance."

He did not declare war on the gods directly, but announced a fact to ordinary people.

"Without a doubt, this is the worst era."

"Everything in the past will be destroyed, the king will be pulled off the throne, the gods will be pulled off the altar, and the demons will be burned to ashes."

"Everyone will be involved, no one can escape, and no one can be spared, until the gods or demons seize the dominance of this world."

At this point, he showed a helpless bitter smile.

"Please try to survive before that." After the voice fell, it was not cursed or refuted.

But it was dead silent.

"..."

Sharon subconsciously observed people's reactions and found that most people did not seem to react. Although their expressions contained some confusion and fear, they did not become hysterical, but instead had a kind of confusion that could not be truly felt.

Although they knew that what Akhtar said was true.

But it seemed that there was no way to immediately understand the seriousness of the situation. The worst situation they could imagine was that they could not go to hell after death.

And at this moment.

The puppet country hanging upside down above the Black Rose Kingdom began to shrink and shrink rapidly, like a zipper, disappearing in the sky.

"Did the Witch of Death really leave?" Someone couldn't believe it. He never expected that the Witch of Death would actually leave the Black Rose Kingdom.

She kept her promise so well. Is she still a witch?

"Maybe the Witch will come back suddenly!" An old man with a white beard beside him trembled, worried that the Witch of Death would come back and kill all of them when they were full of hope.

From hope to... deeper despair.

"The Witch of Death will not come back." Sharon came over and comforted everyone present, "She needs us to publicize the declaration of war on the gods."

At this point, she was silent again.

"You'd better take Akhtar's words to heart. The next situation will definitely be very bad." After the words fell, she turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

In response, everyone looked at each other and felt that Sharon's words were a little bit incomprehensible.

"Is there anything more terrifying than death?" A young man asked this question. He almost experienced his soul being taken away by the witch before.

Now it was hard for him to imagine something more horrible.

"Maybe it's not for us." A man wearing glasses guessed, "It's for people who haven't experienced the horror of witches."

The young man nodded in agreement, "That makes sense."

"Sometimes, living is very scary." Eden walked towards the crowd, raised her hand and gently pulled the hood she was wearing, and whispered:

"Please be prepared for a worse world." After she finished speaking, she disappeared without explaining to people how bad the world would become.

According to historical records, any demons and witches would be quickly suppressed, and the biggest disaster caused was the death of more than one-third of the lives.

Although it sounds very scary, in the case of hell, people are not difficult to accept death.

It's nothing more than parting with relatives and then going to hell.

...

...

The Inquisition.

Ximu sat on a chair, flipping through the documents one by one, until footsteps came from behind him. He put down the documents in his hand and looked in the direction of the voice.

Sister Sharon, wearing a black latex suit, walked over with her slender legs, and a hint of surprise and joy appeared on her cold and pretty face.

"Lord Akhtar, why are you here?"

"..."

Ximu smiled and explained: "At least I have to finish the finishing work, otherwise it would be a bit incompetent."

At this point, he picked up a piece of information on the table.

"Can you let Mist come over? I have news about her brother."

"Understood." Sharon glanced at the information in Akhtar's hand and disappeared immediately. She just knew where Mist was, so it was not troublesome to bring her over.

Ximu smiled at this and lowered his head to continue working.

Although he could run away directly, he still needed to stay in the Black Rose Kingdom for a while in order to start the subsequent task line.

This was not only to meet with Eden, but also to... let Mist join his camp, so that he would have a reason to kill the God of Blood.

After all, killing the Blood God for no reason would cause his reputation to decline, thus limiting his actions.

So he had to have a reasonable reason.

Not long after.

Sharon appeared with Mist.

"Sir Akhtar, do you know where my brother is?" Misty took a step forward, her tall figure blocked the light, so that the shadow just covered Ximu in front of the table, and her voice sounded urgent.

She had no idea about her brother's sudden disappearance. Her brother did not die in the hero duel, but disappeared as if he had evaporated from the earth.

This naturally made her feel anxious.

"Don't worry, have a cup of tea first." Ximu kept smiling, looking at the tall woman in front of him with long red wavy hair and a half-faced bird-wing helmet.

The image design of this NPC refers to the Valkyrie in Norse mythology, so the combat power is naturally very fierce. Compared with the gentle Michael, Misty, as a sister, has the strength to press Michael to the ground with one hand.

The strongest under the gods, although it seems exaggerated to say so, but they are the strongest group of people under the gods.

Misty was silent for a while, looking at Ximu's gentle smile, and thought of her brother Michael. These two people... are quite similar in some ways.

She took a step back and remained calm.

"Please." Sharon brought two cups of tea, put them on the table, and slowly came behind Akhtar.

She silently showed her position with her actions.

"Please... don't panic about everything I say next." Ximu took the teacup on the table and drank it, with a very calm and gentle attitude.

He knew that Mist would be fooled by this. The more calm he showed, the more obedient Mist would be. Even if Mist put the blade on his neck, he had to maintain this posture, so that Mist would cooperate with the action in the future.

Mist nodded slightly.

Now she just wanted to know where her brother was, and she didn't hate Akhtar. After all, he was a friend recognized by her brother himself, so he must not be a troublesome guy.

"Michael was rescued by God." Ximu put down the teacup and added another sentence in Mist's somewhat relaxed look.

"It was the Blood God who rescued Michael." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Mist's expression froze.

So miserable.

Sharon turned her head away, unable to bear to look at Mist's expression. She never thought that every god was pure and flawless, but rather that they all had their own personalities.

The Blood God... was more famous, not because of the power he held, but because of his desire for "beautiful boys". In legends, the Blood God often descended to the mortal world to pursue various beautiful boys.

The Blood God's pursuit had never failed, and even the Man of Steel could not avoid the Blood God's pursuit.

The most famous legend was that the Blood God transformed into a beautiful girl, accompanied the handsome man he liked on adventures, and cultivated feelings for each other.

Now that Michael was rescued by the Blood God, even if you use your toes to think about it, you know what will happen next.

"Where is my brother?" Missy lowered her eyes and subconsciously grasped the long knife at her waist. Although her voice was as calm as possible, she had already revealed her murderous intent.

She did not respect the gods very much. It was better to say that she had always wanted to try whether she could be an enemy of the gods.

So after knowing that her brother was captured by the God of Blood, her first reaction was to kill the God of Blood.

Instead of accepting the reality helplessly.

"The God of Blood was seriously injured by the Witch of Death and should not be able to do anything in a short time." Ximu comforted, and then shook his head.

"As for where the God of Blood is now, it is not something I can know."

"Really." Missy nodded, showing a disappointed look, but she did not force it.

After all, she also guessed that the source of Akhtar's information was probably through the oral narration of the Witch of Death.

As for the whereabouts of the God of Blood, it is estimated that she really does not know.

"Maybe I can... ask the goddess of life, or the teacher." Ximu changed the subject and smiled gently at Misty.

"Maybe the situation is not as bad as you think."

Misty: "..."

If the situation is not so bad, then Akhtar does not need to comfort him specifically. Everyone knows the character of the God of Blood.

Now she can only pray that the Witch of Death will be ruthless enough so that the God of Blood will not have the energy to attack her brother.

"Then I'll trouble you." She nodded gently, then stepped aside so as not to disturb Akhtar's work.

Ximu smiled and continued to deal with the work at hand.

Before playing the game of Mysterious Gate, the gods in the game of Mysterious Gate were supposed to be rational and lofty, and they were a group of beings whose divinity was greater than humanity.

After actual contact, I found that... it was quite similar to the myths in reality, with all kinds of absurd things, and they were not a group of people with lofty divinity.

After a while.

The work was done.

"Sharon, the Inquisition is now in your hands." Ximu pulled out a chair and smiled at Sharon, "I hope we can meet in hell in the future."

Sharon opened her mouth, as if she wanted to keep him, but she knew that Akhtar could not stay in the Black Rose Kingdom.

She forced a smile and said:

"Lord Akhtar, I hope to see you in hell."

"..." Ximu nodded, and then left with Mist, while Sharon looked at their backs and raised her hand to gently touch her chest.

She didn't know what she felt in her heart, but she knew that she was reluctant to let Akhtar leave, but she had no choice.

Others are hell.

This concept is not wrong. Even if Akhtar is heaven and has no personality problems, it does not mean that Akhtar will not... hurt others.

After all, people always have to part.

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Outside the Inquisition.

"That girl, I hope you can stay." Misty suddenly said to Akhtar.

In response, Ximu remained silent and did not answer. He just looked forward and saw a girl in a gray cloak walking towards them.

"Sir Akhtar, it's really... great that you are okay." The girl in the gray cloak came in front of the two, took off the hood she was wearing, revealing her delicate face.

She smiled at Ximu.

"What are your plans next?"

"I want to fulfill the agreement." Ximu replied, "Go to the Sky City to kill Siegfried."

Now he only has 30 days to live. If he uses the power of death to fight, it will accelerate the loss of his life.

So he must go and kill Siegfried.

"Really?" Eden nodded calmly, and then looked at the tall and dignified Mist beside him.

This man really has a beauty by his side at all times.

"Eden, will you travel with me next time?" Ximu suddenly asked, and Eden walked to his side and answered with practical actions.

"Really? It's not bad to have you accompany me through the last journey." He smiled gently, and then raised his hand to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

"Why is it snowing?"

"It's a snowstorm." Eden gave an answer, looking at the snowflakes falling in Ximu's palm, "This is a snowstorm that replaced the plague."

Ximu seemed puzzled and asked: "What's the meaning of the snowstorm?"

"What's the meaning of the plague?" Eden asked back, and Ximu thought for a while and answered:

"The plague is to regulate the balance of life in this world."

"..." Eden shook his head, put on his hood again, concealing his expression, and then a cold voice came.

"The snowstorm and plague both have the same meaning."

"Really?" Ximu looked up at the countless snowflakes falling from the sky, felt the increasingly cold air, and exhaled a breath of white mist.

This world, just as he thought, began to fall into collapse at an accelerated pace, and the snowstorm was just the beginning.

This snowstorm, which was supposed to unfold nearly a year later, was stimulated by the Witch of Death and arrived earlier.