After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 139 - 35: Free Souls, Unfree Reality

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The white-bearded dwarf knelt on the ground, holding the Great Sword of Death aloft with both hands, his head respectfully bowed, not daring to look directly at the Witch’s face in front of him, only able to see a pair of jade feet suspended in the air.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead to the tip of his nose and then dripped onto the dry ground. He had never imagined that he would encounter two Witches.

And one of them was the much-feared Witch of Death.

"The Great Sword of Death, was it crafted ahead of time?" came a cold yet pleasant voice, unhurriedly.

Then the white-bearded dwarf felt the Great Sword of Death being taken from his hands.

"It’s all the master’s hard work," came the sound of footsteps, and the white-bearded dwarf instinctively looked up, squeezing out a rather difficult smile at the silver-armored knight appearing beside him.

He certainly had to try hard, otherwise, his own life was at stake.

Normally, he was considered a tough dwarf. Even with a knife held to his neck, he wouldn’t be afraid, believing it was just reincarnation after death.

Moreover, according to the followers of the Goddess of Death, the scenery in Hell was better than in this world.

But being killed by a Witch was different; the soul would be taken by the Witch, leaving no way to go to Hell or to have a next life.

Thus, he was very... afraid of the existence of Witches.

"Witch of Death, please bestow your grace on the Great Sword of Death," Xi Mu withdrew his gaze, smiling at the Witch of Death, who was sitting in midair.

In response, the Witch of Death didn’t immediately answer. Her slender fingers slid along the blade of the sword and then she posed a question.

"Ahtal, do you want to add any restrictions to the use of the Great Sword of Death?" She had the power to set conditions for using the Great Sword of Death, like limiting its use to only those of Ahtal’s bloodline, or to those who meet certain moral standards.

In any case, Ahtal could add specific usage conditions based on his needs.

After thinking for a moment, Xi Mu said, "Let’s restrict it to only those who have been graced by the Witch of Death."

He added another line.

"It must be people who have been personally bestowed grace by the Witch of Death herself."

In this game, there were not a few who were personally graced by the Witch of Death, but aside from Granny Saisi, all others who received grace had died.

Thus, it was indirectly restricted for his use only.

"Are you sure?" The Witch of Death lowered her eyelids, her slender fingers gently touching the blade. In the past, someone also requested the same usage restriction, holding a fanatic belief in her, but unfortunately, later died in front of her.

And she was sealed by All Gods in the crevice between life and death.

"Is there something strange about this condition?" Xi Mu asked somewhat confused, and the Witch of Death shook her head in response.

On the Great Sword of Death, she began inscribing runes and adding the stipulated conditions, the entire process as smooth as flowing clouds, seemingly without any thought.

After all, she had written the same runes long ago.

The fingertip inscribing the runes stopped, and on both sides of the blade of the Great Sword of Death there were runes full of unclear meanings.

The Witch of Death handed the Great Sword of Death to Xi Mu, saying:

"From now on, any who have not received my grace and hold the Great Sword of Death will be cursed by it."

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Xi Mu took over the blade, his palm touching the Great Sword of Death, black flames wrapping around the blade’s body.

Even without deeper powers of death, with the Great Sword of Death’s enhancement, he could use even more profound death.

He looked down at the white-bearded dwarf.

Their gazes met each other.

"Will you need me to... craft any more weapons in the future?" The white-bearded dwarf twitched his lips, feeling like the silver-armored knight wanted to test the sword on him.

But he wasn’t very panicked.

After all, he was a rare technical talent, and there weren’t many in the world who could forge better than he could.

As expected.

Xi Mu withdrew his gaze and then turned to the Witch of Death, asking, "Witch of Death, how should we find the All-Knowing Saintess?"

The last time he summoned the Witch of Death, she had assigned him a task to find out the true capabilities of the God of Omniscience from the All-Knowing Saintess.

The Witch of Death, with her fingers interlaced in front of her chest, said, "The Destiny Witch will tell you her location."

With that, she disappeared on the spot in a bluish flame.

Seeing this, Xi Mu turned around, mounted his mare, and left without looking back at the white-bearded dwarf, heading directly to the Magic Castle.

In fact, he could choose the Great Sword of Death’s usage condition to be limited to "himself" only.

However, this wasn’t convenient for enhancing his favorability with the Witch of Death.

Long ago, the Witch of Death also bestowed the Great Sword of Death upon a follower, a beautiful young girl who served as the Witch’s Blade, wielding the Great Sword of Death to confront all enemies of the Witch of Death.

This follower of the Witch of Death was known as Miss Black Blade, and the usage restriction on the Great Sword of Death was also limited to those who had received the Witch of Death’s grace.

Moreover, among the ten types of shadow magic, eight involved summoning Miss Black Blade from the past.

Once he had summoned Miss Black Blade, he could directly hand over the Great Sword of Death for her use.

Given Miss Black Blade’s level of grace received from the Witch of Death, using the Great Sword of Death would be more fierce than his own use, theoretically enough to bestow death upon gods.