After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 277 - 98: Arrival at the Temple of Plague_2
She guessed what Ahtal intended to do next. She saw Ahtal pull out the Sword of Light, and then with a forceful clap of hands, he recited the summoning spell. Accompanied by the writhing shadows, a doppelgänger bearing Ahtal’s likeness appeared.
"Don’t... go running off in all directions," Xi Mu softly said, targeting the Hercules soaring in the sky along with the doppelgänger.
With Hercules’ strength, the release of just one Sword of Light would not be enough to kill him. Only by executing a double release could they inflict effective damage on Hercules.
After a moment.
Light... pierced through the sky, intersecting beams of light struck Hercules at a speed nearly impossible to dodge.
And then.
"Clang." The sound of the Sword of Light dropping rang out as Ahtal’s body fell backwards, collapsing into Mist’s embrace, entering a state of complete powerlessness.
At this time, he was at his weakest, even a lowly follower of the Dusk Cult could finish him off.
However.
"Get lost!" Mist casually swung her long blade, slashing down several approaching followers of the Dusk Cult, then she turned her attention to Ahtal.
"Here, drink some magic potion to replenish your magic power," she said as she crouched down, allowing Ahtal to rest on her knees, and took out a potion to restore magic power, gently pouring it into Ahtal’s mouth. As for the ill-intentioned followers of the Dusk Cult surrounding them.
They didn’t matter, after all... they couldn’t possibly get close.
Should they attack?
A nearby follower of the Dusk Cult with a scarred face pinched the axe in his hand, eyeing the red-haired lady aiding someone in the middle of the battlefield, and the man lying weakly on the woman’s knees, hesitating.
The woman’s aura... was too terrifying, causing his instincts to resist getting any closer.
After thinking it over.
The follower of the Dusk Cult with the scar on his face turned around to seek out other heroes to trouble, leaving the red-haired woman for someone else to deal with.
And he wasn’t the only one with this thought; the followers of the Dusk Cult, as if by some unspoken agreement, gave up on targeting Mist and Ahtal.
This led to one area of the battlefield being cleared.
"Take me to Eden’s side," Xi Mu, propping himself off the ground, stood up and pulled the Sword of Light from the ground, talking to Mist:
"Then, please take care of the invading followers of the Dusk Cult."
"Can that woman be trusted?" Mist asked, and upon seeing Ahtal nod, she didn’t question any further.
Instead, she reached out and lifted Ahtal in her arms.
"I’ll take you to her," she explained, carrying Ahtal across the battlefield towards Eden’s location.
Xi Mu, for his part, was neither embarrassed nor hesitant to enjoy Mist’s protection, and meanwhile, he checked his status bar.
Race: "Human."
Level: "96."
Skills: "Ten Shadow Magics, Prayer of Life, Prayer of Death, Ash Fire, Fate Prayer."
Talent: "Player"
Achievements: "Impossible Miracle, Princess’s Lover, Guide of Death, Rolling in Wealth, Touching the Blade of Heroes, Dragon Hunter, Enemy of Dwarves, Enemy of Giants, Hatching Enemy of God, Disciple of the Witch, Severer of the Undead, Hero Who Stands Against Gods."
The status bar hadn’t changed much, except for the level column, which had undergone a radical change. This was the substantial gain from his assassination of the God of Blood and the benefits of repeatedly farming experience points by using Suna’s save and reload.
Of course, that wasn’t the most important thing; the additional experience boost from the "Player" ability was the reason for his rapid growth.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to reach level 96.
As for the achievements on the status bar, aside from a few who had gained promotion through their deeds, there wasn’t much increase.
But they did bring him a sense of accomplishment.
Meanwhile.
On the other side.
"Someone stole my opponent," the Red Dragon King frowned deeply, but then shook his head. He felt helpless about Ahtal’s sudden sneak attack and the killing of Hercules, who had been someone capable of arousing his fighting spirit.
"Well, let’s clean up the battlefield," shaking his head, he transformed into a Red Dragon, focusing his attention on the battlefield.
And then, he exhaled a scorching sun.
"Boom!" The sun plummeted to the world below, erupting into a sea of fire that instantly burned away a large swath of the followers of the Dusk Cult, who were attempting to breach the seal of the source of fear.
The tide of battle... shifted.
Shortly after.
With the fierce battle of numerous heroes and the assistance of Mist, the followers of the Dusk Cult were wiped out. Except for a few alert cultists who escaped, the majority had been dealt with.
Meanwhile, the moving Calamity Kingdom began to move again, heading in the direction of the Temple of Plague.
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...
"Ahtal, you’re close to reaching the human limit," Sol said as he sat cross-legged on a stone slab, looking at Ahtal who was leaning against a rock not far away, seriously:
"What do you plan to do next?"
...
Xi Mu didn’t answer.
"I’ll probably try to become a demon," Sol said with a hearty laugh, well aware of the so-called talent’s personality. He had been a talent with astonishing growth speed and had naturally wanted to become a demon.
However, an invisible barrier always held him back, preventing him from succeeding.
Not until later did he meet a mysterious woman... no, perhaps a witch, from the Dragon Kingdom. She gave him a magic that allowed him to attain demonic power and successfully surpass the limits of the human realm.
"Since there’s a chance to surpass the limits of the human realm, I want to try," Xi Mu shared his thoughts once again, his gaze turning to Eden who sat quietly on the Dao:
"I can’t think of a reason to give up."
Sol: "..."
Even though he was the one who started the conversation, why did Ahtal look at Eden and say he wanted to become a demon? What did this have to do with Eden?
"Speaking of which, Sol?" Xi Mu seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked Sol, "You also use the power of demons, right?"
"Yes," Sol admitted without any evasion.
"Then, can you use the power of witches?" Xi Mu queried, leaving Sol speechless; he looked down at his crotch.
"No one has tried that, at least I don’t know of any man who has advanced along the path of witches," Sol said.
Xi Mu clicked his tongue: "The abilities of witches are quite interesting."
"It’s better not to try," Sol waved his hand and said bluntly, "How strong it is depends on individual development of the power."
He added another sentence:
"Besides, it also depends on compatibility. Usually, we have a higher affinity with demons, and it’s difficult to follow the path of witches."
"Then I’ll study how to become a demon," Xi Mu said with dwindling interest, and fell silent.
Sol didn’t say more.
In this world, too many talents think they can become demons, only to fall into despair when they hit the invisible barrier, starting to seek another path. Until then, it’s pointless to say anything to them.
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...
Temple of Plague.
In the past, it was a place where nations came to worship, but now it appeared very... desolate.
This was only to be expected, as the Goddess of Plague had been assassinated, and the Plague Believers had lost their deity of faith; naturally, they had no reason to stay at the temple of the doomed goddess.
However, today the Temple of Plague was bustling with activity.
A small landmass covered the skies above the Temple of Plague, blocking almost all sunlight.
"Goddess of Lies, it’s time... to appear," Xi Mu reached out, touching the red barrier, and said softly:
"It’s time to unravel the seal."
...
No one responded.
However, Ahtal could be sure that the Goddess of Lies must have heard his words; she had simply chosen not to answer him.
"Gentle, adorable, beautiful Goddess of Lies," Xi Mu said expressionlessly, changing his phrasing, "You are almost ready to break the seal."
"Mmm-hmm, I heard you," replied the voice.
