After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 270 - 95 The Moving Calamity Kingdom

"Should this be enough?" A youth with a scar on his forehead tied up the bundle of wood and secured it on his back.

As he was about to head home.

The sky suddenly darkened, turning from clear to overcast and oppressive, as though it could suppress one’s spirits.

"What’s that?" The scarred youth looked up at the sky, his pupils dilating in shock. He actually saw a small moving continent, drifting toward the horizon like a dark cloud.

Too majestic, giants... dragons, even the legendary Yemengade seemed utterly insignificant before this tiny moving landmass.

"Has the domain of the gods descended?" He took a fearful step back, tripping over the snow and falling into a snowdrift.

Following that.

"Or perhaps it’s the domain of demons." A malevolent voice answered the boy’s wonder, as a muscular minotaur looked down upon the fallen youth with a sly grin.

Then, amidst the youth’s panicked gaze, the creature reached out its hand.

"That is the moving source of calamity."

"...Monster!" A terrified scream echoed through the forest. It quickly fell silent again, as the youth, passed out from fright, was grasped in the hand of the minotaur and rushed towards the moving kingdom in the sky.

And this scene was not an isolated occurrence.

As the kingdom in the sky moved, the nearby people’s innate fears were forcibly incited, breeding innumerable monstrosities.

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"The situation is getting worse." Xi Mu’s eyes faintly glowed, as if flames were burning within, reflecting the approach of the grotesque creatures.

"Ah!" An indescribable monstrosity cried out in a piercing wail, consumed by flames that suddenly erupted from its body, and turned around only to fall to ashes.

Concerning everything happening on the ground, they had long been aware but powerless, although they had tried their best to avoid populated areas.

But ultimately, a small number of people were still affected by the power of the God of Fear.

"Maybe this is a demon trying to save itself." Sol let out a hearty laugh. He sat cross-legged on a stone platform, with two large swords planted beside him, emitting an invisible force that aligned with the stars above, steering this kingdom forward.

"Yes, this... demon is really troublesome." Xi Mu turned his head, his expression a bit unnatural, and Sol also noticed this unease, but surprisingly, he didn’t pursue it.

In fact, after he had personally witnessed the sealing of the demon, he had already realized that what was sealed was not a demon but an actual deity.

"This demon’s power really resembles that of the God of Fear," Sol sighed, folding his arms and continuing, "I almost started to suspect that the God of Fear himself was sealed within the barrier."

"..." Xi Mu gave no response, maintaining silence.

Through this silence, Sol fully confirmed that the being sealed within the barrier was indeed the legendary God of Fear.

That was certainly bad news.

"The monstrosities are spawning more and more. I’ll go take care of some of them." Xi Mu appeared to be avoiding the issue as he turned his back to Sol and said, "Eden herself will come and ensure your safety."

"With the protection of the All-Knowing Saintess, one can truly feel at ease," Sol said with a hearty laugh, watching Ahtal leave.

For an upright hero, hiding and lying were quite the ordeal, so he understood why Ahtal wanted to find a reason to leave.

And the protection of the All-Knowing Saintess was no worse than that of Ahtal.

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After some time.

Xi Mu arrived at the edge of the Moving Kingdom, where a giant raven, larger than an ordinary dragon, dived from the horizon.

It was an avian monstrosity.

"Caw!" The raven let out a discomfiting cry as it dived towards Ahtal.

And at that moment, the arc of a crescent blade flashed, cutting the diving raven in two. The gushing blood and carcass continued their momentum, crashing into the ground like a cannonball, carving two shocking trenches.

Xi Mu glanced at the dead raven and then looked at the one who wielded the sword, a hatted, one-armed swordsman.

"Lord Ahtal, are you alright?" The one-armed swordsman approached, removing his hat to reveal a weathered face.

"Do you remember me?"

"Pross, I didn’t expect to see you here," Xi Mu said with a smile, recognizing the NPC character.

He had encountered him during the battle against the immortal serpent, a modestly powerful NPC character with a somewhat interesting storyline.

At first encounter, one gets the impression he is a vulgar man craving fame and fortune, very commonplace, yet authentic.

However, upon deeper interaction, one would discover that Pross is an uncompromising idealist, dreaming of a world without hunger and abandoned children.

But as the story progressed, Pross would become completely despondent under the harsh realities of life, eventually being drawn to the Flame Giant Surter, becoming a follower of the Dusk Cult intent on burning the old world away.

And Pross was likely already a follower of the Dusk Cult now.

"To get ahead, these things are unavoidable," Pross said frankly with a smile, and readjusted his hat.

"Lord Ahtal, the situation is very bad now."

He shrugged.

"Several nations have already warned us not to bring the demon seal near, or they will consider us enemies."

"That’s unavoidable as well," a gentle female voice replied, coming from a tall, dashing woman with green hair and long legs encased in stockings.