After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 377 - 138: The Divine Placenta of the God of Omniscience?
She pushed open the window.
Suna gazed out at the landscape where the snow that had engulfed the world had vanished, as if some source of heat was countering the risk of submerging the world.
That was the monster Tifeng, a terrifying existence that seemed like an amalgamation of countless monsters. Her mere presence changed the climate, as if to make the "world" adapt to her.
Normal people, when facing harsh climates, would typically put on more clothes, but monster Tifeng was different. She chose to intervene with the world itself, raising the temperature to a degree that felt comfortable to her. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
This was the terrifying aspect of monster Tifeng. With the mixture of millions of monsters, she represented the bloodlines of those millions of monsters, which naturally meant she possessed close to millions of methods. Even with unconscious use, she could transform this world.
Unfortunately, it was still a mixture. Although it sounds extremely powerful, if her opponent was the Goddess of Death, then the situation would be different.
Monster Tifeng, who reached out her hand towards the sky, was cleaved in two by a stroke of profound darkness. Her enormous body then collapsed onto the ground. Surprisingly, she was not dead. She still maintained a strong vitality. Buds of flesh sprouted from the wound, healing the bisected body at a visible speed.
She truly was a monster to withstand a blow from the Goddess of Death and not die.
And just then,
"Bang!" The sound of a door being pushed open came, and Suna turned her head to look. She saw Ahtal, clad in silver armor, walking in.
As if prophesying, she said ahead of time, "You’re planning to descend into Hell to rescue the soul of little princess Evelyn from the Dragon Clan, aren’t you?"
Xi Mu paused slightly, then nodded, "Suna, have you already made your ’return from death’?"
"The God of Hell suddenly acted and killed me," said Suna, her delicate face filled with some confusion as she explained to Ahtal, "After seeing the woman’s arm reaching out from the void, he didn’t hesitate to kill me."
"The God of Hell is afraid of a woman?" Xi Mu asked, puzzled, but Suna just rolled her eyes in response, explaining:
"You let the God of Hell and the Witch of Death fight it out and see."
"So, you mean, only an existence on the same level as the Witch of Death can make the God of Hell afraid?" Xi Mu reasoned calmly, "Has there been a witch in history on the same level as the Witch of Death?"
The Creation Witch.
Without needing anyone to answer, Suna and Ahtal exchanged a glance and immediately came to a conclusion. Only the Creation Witch, who treated gods as pets, was qualified to stand on the same level as the Witch of Death.
"But the Creation Witch recorded in history is already dead," Suna recalled the historical records, "The All Gods tricked the Creation Witch into a lifeless world and pierced her heart with a blade forged from death, and burned her corpse to ashes with celestial fire."
"Discussing this is pointless, that’s something for the All Gods to worry about." Xi Mu shook his head, but then saw Suna showing him a subtle expression.
She pointed behind Ahtal.
"The woman’s arm that reached out of the void, was the one reaching out towards your face."
"..."
Xi Mu’s expression froze.
"Do you still plan to descend into Hell now?" Suna asked softly, "If that woman harbors ill intentions, your situation could turn dire."
"Of course, I’m going," Xi Mu replied without hesitation. Before Suna could try to persuade him otherwise, he added, "But we must find some insurance first."
He turned his head, muttering.
"I really didn’t want to be a kept man."
"A kept man?" Suna was taken aback for a moment before seeing Xi Mu point outside and lead her toward a private room.
On the way, Suna took the opportunity to explain the situation in Hell to Ahtal in detail, including the meeting with the former White Dragon Queen and the challenges of the twelve layers of Hell.
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Walking down the corridor,
after Xi Mu opened the door, he saw Eden sitting gracefully on a sofa, holding a steaming cup of tea, her green eyes filled with a hint of surprise.
Before she had a chance to ask,
"Eden, would you accompany me to Hell?" Xi Mu asked earnestly, causing the atmosphere to tense up.
Suna covered her face with her hand and couldn’t help but turn away. She understood what Ahtal meant, but indeed, it sounded too strange to say it outright.
In response, Eden calmly drank the last of her tea, set the cup down on the table, and gave a gentle nod:
"I can."
"Then without delay, let’s discuss the specifics once we descend into Hell." Xi Mu nodded slightly and led the two to find the Witch of Death to open the gateway to Hell.
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Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"Why does the atmosphere feel so weird?" Suna whispered to Ahtal, peering at the Witch of Death and Eden as they regarded each other.
She felt a suffocating pressure, almost as if she couldn’t breathe.
"It seems they are meeting formally for the first time," Xi Mu whispered back, "It’s normal for them to size each other up."
Aren’t you afraid they’ll start fighting?
Suna thought to herself but didn’t dare to voice it out loud. If they really did start to fight, the situation would certainly be no less intense than the battle between the Imaginary Witch and the Goddess of Death.
A moment later,
The Witch of Death withdrew her gaze and casually tore open the portal to Hell. Then, she turned her eyes to Xi Mu, saying calmly:
"If you encounter an insurmountable risk, wait for me to undo my seal before dealing with it." With those words, she vanished in a pale blue flame. She was on the verge of unsealing her true form when she faced an enforced Time Retrospection. Although her memory wasn’t affected, she would need to unseal herself all over again.
Of course, this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. With the experience of unsealing last time, she would be able to unseal herself faster this time.
