After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 160 - 45 Facing Six Heroes Simultaneously

"Hammer of Shocking Mountain Range!" The dwarf gripped the large hammer in his hand, his bulging arm muscles bursting with writhing blue veins.

He fixed his gaze on the incoming silver-armored knight and hurled the hammer with all his might. The moment it left his grip, lightning thunderously erupted.

It was as if what he had thrown was not a hammer but the thunder wielded by a god, striking toward the silver-armored knight with a speed that was almost impossible to dodge.

"Boom!" Lightning exploded, spreading in all directions, and the force of the impact raised waves of lava dozens of meters high.

And after doing all this,

the dwarf didn’t declare victory. Instead, he casually grabbed a red knight’s sword next to him and forcefully pushed off from the ground, rapidly retreating backward.

His eyes were alert as he surveyed his surroundings.

Before the fight had even begun, he had already heard of Ahtal’s legend and was very aware of his deeds.

A man with uncanny combat skills who could effortlessly defeat an enemy, even with a vast disparity in magic power.

From the deeds he knew of, Ahtal’s main foes were always significantly stronger than himself.

Yet the outcomes of the battles gave the illusion that Ahtal was the stronger one.

Therefore, at the start of the fight, he had already made a decision not to engage in close combat with Ahtal.

Instead, to exploit his own advantage in using different weapon skills, he continually launched them at a distance.

He absolutely could not engage in close combat, lest he be taken down by a combination of Ahtal’s moves.

And as expected,

shortly after he left his original position, Ahtal had already shot out from within the lightning, landing where he had been moments before.

Why was he able to easily avoid the Hammer of Shocking Mountain Range?

Such a thought flashed through the dwarf’s mind as the red knight’s sword in his hand was already thrown toward Ahtal.

The red flames turned into a laser-like beam, leaving a red streak on the retina, and at the same time, he observed the method Ahtal used to disappear.

Just as he threw the red knight’s sword, Ahtal seemed to have anticipated the action, transforming into a cluster of starlight that vanished from the spot, preemptively avoiding the attack and closing in on him rapidly.

The man had grasped the trajectory of his own destiny.

The dwarf recognized the magic Ahtal was using. Once an Astrologer grew to a certain level, they could artificially interfere with the orbit of their own star, rewriting their destiny, causing their position in this world to change.

And the Astrology Magic Ahtal was using accelerated the orbit of his star, thus displacing his position.

This caused an effect no different from instant teleportation.

However, unless one were an existence like Hecate, with control over all destinies and their trajectories, even the most top-tier Astrologer could only teleport within a distance of five meters.

Moreover, there had to be a minimum interval of more than five seconds between each teleportation.

Therefore, he must widen the battlefield.

With that thought,

the dwarf casually grabbed a standing spear next to him and activated the hidden battle skill within it, red lightning coiling around the spear.

Then he hurled it toward Ahtal.

Upon seeing Ahtal cut through the spear with his sword, triggering the spear’s lightning and causing a violent explosion,

"Snap!" The dwarf’s palms suddenly clapped together, his eyes bulging with blood vessels, as more than half of the magic power within his body was drained in an instant.

And in that moment, the cave continued to expand, and weapons started manifesting along with the expansion of the cave.

Now he had enough space to face Ahtal with composure.

Or at least, that’s what should have happened.

"Puchi!" A sharp greatsword pierced through his back and out his stomach before the dwarf could even react, feeling as if he had been fiercely kicked, his body rolling across the ground like a ball.

Why was Ahtal suddenly behind him?

They should have been more than ten meters apart, not to mention Ahtal had just blocked the spear and should not have had the energy to teleport.

"You shouldn’t be distracted in battle." Xi Mu walked step by step towards the dwarf, who was clutching his chest. Trails of blood slid down the blade of the sword, falling onto the scorching ground and evaporating into steam.

"You seem to have misjudged me," he said, standing in front of the dwarf clutching his stomach, the greatsword plunging down fiercely.

The blade passed by the dwarf’s cheek.

"Why... didn’t you cut off my head?" The dwarf was stunned for a moment, realizing he hadn’t been killed, and looked at Ahtal with his impassive expression.

"You’re burdened with ten thousand souls."

"Huh... You’re also burdened with a thousand lives," Xi Mu’s voice was eerily calm as he stepped back, "I’m giving you a chance, use ’manifesting to me’."

"Using ’manifesting to me’ in my current state is meaningless." The dwarf stood up, clutching his stomach, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

To this, Xi Mu simply said, "Being killed without resistance won’t allow your soul to go to Hell."

"My soul is going to be taken by the Witch anyway." The dwarf grimaced and started to accept his fate. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Xi Mu shook his head and offered reassurance:

"I will do my best to help you get to Hell."

In truth, the Witch of Death had no interest in tormenting souls; she just wanted to confirm their uniqueness and study why some individuals couldn’t become Demons or Witches.

After some research by the Witch of Death, once she erased certain key memories, she would simply discard the souls, allowing them to descend to Hell without the commonly believed torment by the Witch of Death, since she was no sadist.