After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 127 - 29 Player_2

Xi Mu rode the mare like a flash of lightning, moving so fast that only a streak of afterimage could be dragged across the retina.

If the immortal serpent was giving the illusion of being unkillable due to its unmatched healing ability,

then the mare was immortal due to its unmatched speed.

The monsters personally crafted by the Monster Witch in the past, each had their own uniqueness, which is why... monsters were feared by people.

"Ignored... is that a good thing or a bad thing?" the one-armed Swordsman Pross complained as he sliced and defended against the approaching ghosts with his katana.

"We need to seize the opportunity!" A priest approached, his hands in metal knuckledusters, leaning back against Pross and said,

"That Knight has a way to kill the immortal serpent."

"I know that without your saying so," Pross twitched his mouth, looking at spirits everywhere within his sight.

"Right now we’re barely able to protect ourselves, how can we help?"

"Don’t know." The priest was honest, he identified the crux of the problem but had no way to help.

They were powerless, nothing could be done about it.

"I’ll do it!" A cold female voice sounded as a woman with long black hair, as if anticipating, moved through the battlefield filled with spirits, rapidly approaching the direction of the immortal serpent while it was focused on Xi Mu.

She struck with her sword.

Blood splattered from the belly of the immortal serpent, but healed in an instant; even this all-out strike failed to attract the attention of the immortal serpent.

Instead, it casually flicked its tail hidden under the magma like shooing away a mosquito.

And the black-haired woman, persistent as a mosquito, dodged before the tail struck, took several steps back, and splashed some waves over a lake of magma.

"No effect," she muttered in confusion, even though it was a seemingly fatal injury, why did her strike fail to gain the attention of the immortal serpent?

"What exactly is... missing?" she dodged the ghosts attacking her, wondering why she couldn’t inflict effective damage on the immortal serpent.

"Maybe because Lord Ash holds the favor of the Goddess of Death," a gentle female voice came, explaining why Xi Mu could deliver effective blows.

The black-haired woman turned to look and saw a Blind Nun walking towards her with a smile, her hands crossed in front of her lower abdomen, and the spirits near her ignited into flames and turned into... ash as they approached.

Something was off about this nun.

"A follower of the Flame Giant Surter?" She shifted her blade and pointed it at the smiling Blind Nun.

The followers of Flame Giant Surter were even more dangerous than the immortal serpent.

"No, I am a follower of Lord Ash," the Blind Nun shook her head, looked at Xi Mu fighting on the eight-legged horse, and broke into a gentle smile.

"To help Lord Ash win, we must... get the immortal serpent out of the magma."

"..." the black-haired woman narrowed her eyes, watching the Blind Nun crouch down, touch the magma with her palm, and softly said,

"But I do hold some power related to Surter," the Blind Nun murmured, "Magma is the... blood of the Flame Giant Surter, and for a follower of the Flame Giant Surter, it’s the easiest power to manipulate."

With those words, a mysterious fluctuation spread out, and the surging magma, as if its heat was siphoned away, rapidly solidified.

With it, the immersed immortal serpent also became sluggish for a moment, and it was during this second,

a wind mixed with the Flame of Death, like a drill, pierced into the solidified magma and again perforated the heart of the immortal serpent.

"Roar!" the immortal serpent cried in pain, violently thrashing its body, and then began... to flee.

Never having felt death, nor truly experienced despair, the instinct to run at the brink of death came naturally.

You might say... it is most natural for a monster to flee.

Dignity.

Honor.

Pride, none of these matter to a monster; upon facing danger, immediate escape is essential, and every means must be tried to survive.

This is the normal thinking of a monster.

Xi Mu looked down at the Blind Nun nodding and smiling at him below, they exchanged glances, then he rode the mare to continue chasing the immortal serpent.

Now he could not rely on the Blind Nun’s power; he had to kill the immortal serpent himself.

After all, the experience points from the immortal serpent were quite tempting.

"Aren’t you going to help him?" the black-haired woman asked, looking at the stationary Blind Nun with puzzlement.

This nun clearly respected the knight, and with the remarkable power she had shown earlier, if they worked together,

they could likely kill the immortal serpent.

"Lord Ash has not commanded me," the Blind Nun gently shook her head, her voice soft as she explained, "I can’t disturb the pleasure of Lord Ash’s hunt."

From her perspective, there was no need to worry about Lord Ash’s safety; her interference might even spoil the fun of his hunt,

which could upset Lord Ash.

And she did not want to upset and thus be disliked by Lord Ash, so she dared not intervene further.

Otherwise, she alone could hunt down the immortal serpent.

"I just don’t understand your thinking," the black-haired woman complained, then decided to chase after the immortal serpent herself.