After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 248 - 85 Density Demon_2
Unless Ahtal was willing to wait for her to grow up and break off his relationship with Letixia, she would consider being with Ahtal.
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Demons.
Unlike gods, who represent the grand existence on the side of the world, demons represent the force that interferes with the world in the opposite direction, leveraging their self-capabilities to effect change in the world, leaving indelible marks, becoming part of the world.
Take the Alchemical Witch as an example, the wide variety of alchemical artifacts she created, as well as the knowledge that has been passed down, are the traces the Alchemical Witch left in this world.
By collecting these traces, people can understand what kind of person the Alchemical Witch was and thus obtain her power by imitating her.
But there is a cost.
"Snap~" A snap of the fingers spread, a flame collided swiftly, turning into a raging inferno that spread along the streets and alleys, forcibly evaporating the fog of all the people nearby.
Afterward, Xi Mu saw,
A giant... no, more precisely, a giant of human stature, his muscles extremely strong, giving off a sense of being as solid as a rock, filled with explosive power.
Heracles, that was the giant’s name.
In the past a hero, now a true high-ranking member of the Dusk Cult, possessing powerful abilities to influence density.
"Ha... hero, it’s really nostalgic." Heracles exhaled, and at the moment the feeble air left his lips, its density underwent a radical change, turning into a hurricane capable of blowing away skyscrapers.
Xi Mu, however, was unaffected, letting the hurricane blow past, which did nothing apart from making his clothes and hair flutter.
He spoke coldly,
"Such a big talker."
"You’re the one with a hotter temper, right?" Heracles flexed his wrist and introduced himself, "You can call me the Density Demon."
He posed ready to throw a punch.
"You know, even air has density, and by just slightly altering its density, it can form unimaginable attacks."
And as if to prove his point, his fist swung out, and the air compressed into a semi-transparent solid.
Suddenly, the density changed.
It expanded.
"Boom!" A violent wind raged, and the landscape changed in that moment; a corner of Duonoma City was blown away by his casual punch.
Lowering his fist.
Heracles looked at the empty space before him, turned around, planning to leave, certain that Ahtal had perished under that previous punch.
However, the moment he turned, the Great Sword of Death came slashing towards him, leaving a trail of burning black flame.
Following that, a spear carrying a wild wind thrust toward his unprotected heart. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
"Bang!" Just before it could pierce through the heart,
Heracles caught the incoming spear with his bare hand, then swung it forcefully in retaliation, changing the air density around him once again.
With the expansion, the surrounding air dispersed, blowing away several nearby skyscrapers and leaving a huge crater.
"Two Ahtals, that’s a bit unexpected." This time, he set aside his carelessness and began to take things seriously.
He had almost been bested by Ahtal earlier. He had attracted his attention with a sudden sneak attack and then released a spear behind his back aimed to pierce his invulnerable heart.
If his heart had really been pierced, he too would have died there.
"That’s your intelligence work not being up to snuff." A hand emerged from the ground; Xi Mu crawled out, and on the other side, another Xi Mu emerged as well.
One of them was a fake.
But... indistinguishable, whether by aura or equipment, there was no difference between the two Ahtals.
"Can you give my weapon back?" Xi Mu stretched out his hand, pointing at the spear in Heracles’s hand, his demeanor very natural.
In the face of the overwhelming disadvantage, he did not seem much more nervous than usual, still as casual as ever.
Weighing the spear in his hand, Heracles said, "I can give it back to you."
He inquired.
"But you have to tell me, how did you survive earlier?"
"Just moved to the underground pipes." Xi Mu explained nonchalantly; he had simply moved to the underground pipes before Heracles could punch.
Duonoma City’s underground tunnels were very well-developed, and with just a bit of attention, they could be used to assist in battle.
"It seems my attack range wasn’t wide enough," Heracles nodded with understanding and resumed his punching stance.
This time, his target was the entire Duonoma City, whether it was the residents of the kingdom or the members of the Dusk Cult, they were all his targets.
And this was merely to leave Ahtal with nowhere to flee.
Subsequently.
"Then I can’t hold back either," the two Xi Mus drew their Swords of Light, one in front and one behind, aiming at Heracles.
The atmosphere tensed up.
"Ahtal, do you think the Sword of Light can kill me?" Heracles asked calmly. With his ability to control density, he was fully capable of taking on the slash of the Sword of Light, but only once.
If he had to face two Swords of Light at the same time, then he wasn’t too sure whether he could rely on increasing his own density to withstand two strikes of the Sword of Light.
This was beyond his estimations; he could only vaguely guess ... that he might withstand it but also sustain serious injuries.
Of course, he might also die outright.
"Why not try and find out?" the two Xi Mus answered in unison, with a trickle of faint light spilling from the Swords of Light in their hands.
They could release the Swords of Light’s power at any moment.
"Ah, then let’s give it a try!" Heracles clenched his fists, veins popping like serpents, filled with a dangerous sense of power.
The atmosphere became charged in that moment.
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Outside the battlefield.
" ..." The nun looked at the two people in standoff, falling into a state of questioning life itself. To deal with the threat of Ahtal, she specially summoned Heracles, thinking it would be easy to take care of the nuisance that was Ahtal.
However, reality was that Ahtal was not only still alive, but also in a standoff with Heracles, where neither dared to make a move lightly.
The slash of the Sword of Light was nearly impossible to avoid and also possessed very high damage, but with the abilities of a mortal, it could only be used once.
If Heracles could withstand the release of the Sword of Light, then he could easily slay Ahtal.
But if he couldn’t withstand the release of the Sword of Light, then Heracles would die in Duonoma City.
After thinking it over.
The nun sighed softly, turning into a flame and disappearing from the spot, appearing in the midst of the battlefield, her hands crossed in front of her abdomen.
"Shall we stop the battle here?" she whispered, "Lord Heracles, you don’t have a compelling reason to fight to the death with Lord Ahtal."
She finished speaking and turned to Ahtal.
"I can guarantee Lord Heracles will leave, Lord Ahtal, can you please put down the Sword of Light?"
She was no longer intent on letting Heracles continue the deathmatch with Ahtal.
This wasn’t because she had given up on killing Ahtal but planned to find an opportunity afterward to elicit Ahtal to release the Sword of Light once, so she could be assured in letting Lord Heracles make his move.
Otherwise, the Dusk Cult would lose an important high-ranking member.
Xi Mu didn’t answer, tightly grasping the Sword of Light in his hand, his gaze locked on the kingdom below. Through the eyes of the demon wolves lurking in Duonoma City, he could confirm that Suna was in the kingdom, praying with devout expression.
He shifted his footing, adjusting his position to ensure that the Sword of Light would reach Suna, triggering her return from death.
The sun, parallel to the ground in the distance, grew ever closer,
"Suna, don’t move," Xi Mu murmured to himself, releasing the Sword of Light without hesitation, and his reflection in the mirror did the same simultaneously.
Light began to roar.
At that moment.
The Royal Palace.
"Goddess, please protect Ahtal," Suna put down her praying hands, anxiously looking in the direction of the battlefield, her sight filled with a golden torrent of light.
Consciousness, came to an abrupt halt.
Meanwhile, the source of fear looked at Duonoma City, disappearing into the dazzling light, and he had not yet thrown his spear symbolic of destruction.
Humanity had destroyed itself.
