After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 246 - 84: Rewind Time Approaching_3
"Ahtal, I heard you have the fastest divine steed in the world, right?" A provocative voice rang out, as a ewe emerged from a corner and elegantly approached Xi Mu, "I’m quite interested in your mount."
"Are you guys running out of people?" Xi Mu was indifferent to the provocation, his aloof gaze seeming to pass through the ewe’s eyes, locking onto Maqilizor behind the scenes. He said,
"Why not send more powerful fighters to take me down all at once?"
"We have no reason to waste too many people," Maqilizor answered through the ewe.
However, the reality was... there was a shortage of manpower. Although they had urgently dispatched more people, they still couldn’t gather quickly enough.
"Is that so?" Xi Mu shook his head, casually cleaved the ewe with his sword, turned, and walked into an alley, heading towards the hiding place of Maqilizor.
He understood Maqilizor, this NPC, who possessed the ability to control Contracted Monsters, though this control had a range limit. Maqilizor usually found a place to hide before the battle began.
And the chosen place was often a basement.
So, by sending out a magic wolf to roam the nearby basements, sensing any threat or presence of life, he could basically confirm Maqilizor’s hiding spot.
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Soon after.
In a basement.
"Where did Ahtal go?" Maqilizor’s pupils moved rapidly as he shared vision with the Contracted Monsters, trying to locate the now-missing Ahtal.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the basement.
He was discovered!
Maqilizor immediately realized that his hiding spot had been uncovered by Ahtal. He instinctively reached for the Substandard Sword of Radiance on the table.
However, before his fingers could even touch the Sword of Radiance, a scorching Dragon Breath engulfed him, turning the entire basement into a sea of flames.
From the outside, it looked like a high-rise building suddenly burst into fierce flames, as if a match had been lit, setting the entire building on fire.
A moment later.
Xi Mu, holding the Sword of Light in one hand, walked out of the blazing inferno. He looked around and realized he was surrounded by a dozen people.
He revealed a wicked smile.
"Finally, things are getting a bit interesting."
"Attack, don’t waste time talking!" The dozen people immediately launched an assault, intending to eliminate Ahtal as quickly as possible. They couldn’t let Ahtal escape or give him a chance to summon the Witch of Death.
For the grand desire to burn the world.
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"Boom!" A grid-like slash cut through the fiery inferno, which was immediately overwhelmed by towering flames. A long spear, as if piercing through heaven and earth, was hurled out, carrying the Splitting Demon, and pierced through several mountains.
Right after.
The long spear flew back, landing in the palm of the God of Fear, while the Splitting Demon knelt on one knee, clutching his continuously bleeding chest.
He couldn’t win.
The Splitting Demon realized this, planning to strategically withdraw. Any damage he could inflict on the God of Fear was meaningless to it.
Gods do not conceive of death.
And the Fear Origin, born from the heart of the God of Fear, was also an existence without the concept of death. No matter how strong his attacks, he couldn’t kill the Fear Origin.
Moreover, his attack power was not as strong as the Fear Origin’s.
"I’ll come fight you once I’m fully restored," the Splitting Demon wiped the blood from his mouth and said to the indifferent Fear Origin:
"My soul is not yet..." Before he could finish, an eight-legged horse fell like lightning.
"This is your soul!" On the small mare, Suna, with her delicate hand outstretched, displayed several crystal-like stones.
Splitting Demon: "..."
Wasn’t this timing a bit too perfect? He had just planned to strategically withdraw, and his partial soul had been delivered just in time.
"Please hold on," Suna solemnly requested, "I’ll find all of your soul as quickly as possible."
"How long?" the Splitting Demon caught the crystal stones handed to him and threw them directly into his mouth, then listened to Suna’s reply.
"Just a day’s time."
"Okay," the Splitting Demon nodded, feeling the restoring power. He charged back out to continue his fight with the Fear Origin.
If he could fully recover his strength, he was confident he could defeat the Fear Origin.
Sorry, I lied.
Suna watched the Splitting Demon continue to fight, feeling guilty. She could only revert to twenty-four hours back, and now there wasn’t enough time to help the Splitting Demon gather his soul.
"Let’s go." She patted the small mare’s neck and headed towards the Kingdom of Donoma.
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"Try a bit harder, or I’ll call the Witch of Death!" Xi Mu laughed wildly, grabbing a follower of the Dusk Cult by the face, and plunged from the high-rise building.
"Boom!" A blazing glow engulfed the Dusk Cult follower’s head. His body flipped in the air, looking down at several followers of the Dusk Cult rushing up.
He grinned wickedly, fire spilling between his teeth.
"Dodge!" the approaching followers of the Dusk Cult shouted, scattering in all directions. Immediately, the scorching Dragon Breath surged through the gaps between the high-rises, blooming brilliant flames in Donoma Royal City, turning the nearby high-rises into flaming candles.
"Hahaha!!!" A joyful laugh echoed, Ahtal burst out from the flames, chasing after a fleeing follower of the Dusk Cult.
Both sides dashed down the street, side by side.
"Goodbye." Xi Mu’s voice was unusually gentle, but his hand was merciless as he grabbed the follower of the Dusk Cult by the back of his head and slammed it onto the hard concrete ground, creating a long bloody trench on the ground.
Suddenly, his palm burst forth with scorching Ash Fire, burning the Dusk Cult follower to ash.
