After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 233 - 79: God, Refused to Descend_2

"Even if it were someone else, having the same conditions as Ahtal," the dwarf in black armor exhaled a puff of smoke.

"It’s likely they could’ve done the same thing."

"Really?" The dwarf loli nodded, but she felt there was something off and yet couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

From the analysis afterward, Ahtal’s deeds had too many coincidental factors. If the person captured by the God of Blood hadn’t been Michael, Mist wouldn’t have had such a strong ally. If the God of Blood hadn’t been severely injured by the Witch of Death, if Ahtal didn’t have the eight-legged divine steed.

It would’ve been impossible to achieve the miracle of warring against a god.

"Don’t think too much, you couldn’t beat Ahtal anyway," the dwarf in black armor lifted his hand and patted the dwarf loli’s head.

In her dissatisfied expression, he laughed:

"If everything goes according to plan, this world will soon burn to ashes, everyone will die, and these grudges will no longer matter."

"You have a point." The dwarf loli thought for a while, dropped her minor dissatisfaction, and seeing this, the dwarf in black armor also used his knees to push himself to his feet.

He waved his hand.

"Make sure you spread the word well."

"Yes, yes, yes," the dwarf loli rolled her eyes, answering very perfunctorily.

Due to the snow disaster, people began to crave warmth, which gave the Dusk Cult an opportunity to greatly expand the church.

Using the promise of warmth as a reason to make ordinary people believe in Flame Giant Surter.

However, from her personal perspective, converting these ordinary people into followers of the Dusk Cult didn’t seem meaningful.

They had no combat ability.

Shortly after.

"...So boring." The dwarf loli leaned against the bench and let out a lazy sigh, and then noticed a hand appearing before her.

Before she could react, it covered her mouth and forcibly dragged her into an alley, while the devotees praying in the square did not react at all to her capture, completely focused on praying to the bonfire.

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In the alley.

"Mmmph!!!" The dwarf loli vigorously kicked her short legs and tried hard to pry off the hand covering her mouth, but to no avail.

It wasn’t until a familiar voice reached her ears.

"Don’t shout."

"..."

The dwarf loli’s body stiffened, the voice was too familiar, making her forget to resist.

"Long time no see." Xi Mu released her mouth and gazed at the fierce dwarf loli, ready to ask questions.

"Ow!" The dwarf loli suddenly bit his palm fiercely, her angry eyes fixed on Ahtal’s face.

The humiliation this man brought her in the Iris Flower Kingdom, she hadn’t forgotten it till now.

To this, Xi Mu didn’t get angry. Instead, looking at the dwarf loli biting his palm, he forcefully shoved his hand further into her mouth.

She gagged~ The dwarf loli let go of his hand, releasing her bite.

Xi Mu shook off the saliva from his hand, looking at the gagging dwarf loli, maintaining a smile, he said:

"Spill your plans."

"Go to hell!" The dwarf loli jumped up, kicked Ahtal’s knee, and turned to run away.

But she was caught quickly by Xi Mu grabbing her collar.

"If you won’t answer, then I’m left with no choice but to forcibly extract the memories from your brain."

"Before you can extract my memories, I’ll just burn my brain." The dwarf loli was fearless, very confident about killing herself beforehand.

This confidence was typical of a follower of the Dusk Cult, having ample experience in how to burn oneself to ashes.

"Would you believe me if I said I’d sacrifice your soul to the Witch of Death?" Xi Mu smirked threateningly, but the dwarf loli was fearless.

"Don’t believe it."

Xi Mu: "..."

"The hero who defied the gods, sacrificing a little girl’s soul to the Witch of Death." The dwarf loli seemed to trust Ahtal’s character a lot.

"I don’t believe it."

The atmosphere became tense.

After pretending to ponder, Xi Mu surveyed the resolute dwarf loli and said, "The dwarf you were chatting with before seemed to be your friend, right?"

He flashed a smile.

"I’ll go capture him for the sacrifice now. You may not fear death, but you should fear being eternally tormented, shouldn’t you?"

The dwarf loli remained silent.

This man was truly annoying, but she indeed did not want her friend to be captured and suffer eternal soul torment.

For followers of the Dusk Cult, death was merely an early arrival to the Ash Kingdom, and not something to be feared.

However, having one’s soul captured and tormented was another matter altogether.

"Even if you know, it won’t make any difference," the dwarf loli closed her eyes, explaining to Ahtal, "We want to unleash the source of fear, let it release the Flame Giant Surter, and thus burn this world into ashes."

Her gaze was very playful.

"The big shot who came here to unlock the source of fear is someone who will surely break the barrier."

"It’s the giant who got the counterfeit Sword of Radiance, right?" Xi Mu immediately analyzed, identifying who would be certain to shatter the barrier.

The dwarf loli fell into silence.

In the Dusk Cult, a high-ranking individual with the capability to break the barrier definitely would be the one who wielded the Substandard Sword of Radiance, the magma giant.

After all, the Sword of Radiance has an almost unavoidable swiftness.

"Now... we’re in trouble," from the shadows, Suna emerged, her expression very worried, consulting Ahtal.

"Shall we ask for divine intervention?"

"Of course," Xi Mu responded immediately, grabbing the back of the dwarf loli’s collar, planning to leave with Suna.

However, just at that moment.

"Wait." A calm male voice came through, as a dwarf clad in black armor approached with a hammer in hand.

He was smoking a cigarette, exhaling the smoke.

"I didn’t expect to encounter you here. Is this a coincidence of fate?"

"..." Xi Mu said nothing, handed the dwarf loli over to Suna, and with a forceful leap from the ground, he shot out like a bullet.

The dwarf in black armor concentrated his gaze and swung his hammer at Ahtal, with blazing flames erupting, wrapping around the hammer.

Afterward.

The two crossed paths.

Xi Mu shook his hand from which blood stained, turning to look at the body of the black armored dwarf that had fallen.

"Shali!" the dwarf loli, held by Suna, began to struggle violently, trying to break free.

"Shh, be quiet." Xi Mu put a finger to his lips, as Suna covered the dwarf loli’s mouth with her hand.

He crouched down, touched the body of the black-armored dwarf.

The fire flickered, completely engulfing the body of the black-armored dwarf, turning it into a pile of ashes.

"Mmm mmm mmm!" The dwarf loli grew even angrier, kicking furiously, her shoes flying off her feet as well.

"As a follower of the Dusk Cult, your attitude towards death is still not composed enough," Xi Mu said calmly with a smile, looking at the angry dwarf loli.

"Do you truly believe in the Flame Giant Surter?"

"Mmm mmm mmm!" The dwarf loli grew even more furious, her mouth covered, wanting to spit out countless curse words.

Being able to accept death calmly does not mean that one would not feel angry seeing their friend burned to ashes.

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Leaving the town.

Beneath an ancient tree.

Suna clasped her hands together in prayer, asking for revelation from the Three Goddesses of Fate in the high heavens, as the current situation was extremely severe, involving even the followers of the Dusk Cult, making it necessary to make the Goddesses aware.

If the deities could descend and resolve all difficulties, that would naturally be the best thing for them.

However.

"A deity will not descend," Suna put down her praying hands and stood up with a look of disappointment, explaining to Ahtal, who was leaning against the ancient tree:

"But destiny is on our side, and we can also request the aid of the strong from the church."

She explained softly.

"The saint from the Church of Omniscience and the Red Dragon King from the Dragon Kingdom will come to help us."