After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 384 - 141 The Goddess of Death Saves Me

Xi Mu subconsciously furrowed his brow, his gaze locked onto the birdcage in the hands of the God of Hell, seemingly intending to forcibly snatch away Evelyn’s soul.

The God of Hell, on the other hand, seemed unconcerned, despite the fact that Ahtal possessed the grace of the Witch of Death, which, in theory, could harm deities.

But that was only in theory.

"This trade holds no loss for you," he said, looking at Ahtal with an indifferent expression, "we simply wish to borrow the power of the Saintess of Destiny, while you can successfully rescue the little princess you’ve been so concerned about."

"That makes no sense, does it?" Xi Mu spoke in a cold voice, "With the power of the Creation Witch, she wouldn’t be affected by the return from death."

"You do indeed know the true power of the Saintess of Destiny," the God of Hell said with a smile, waving his hand and making two chairs and a round table appear before him.

He sat down and picked up a teacup from the table.

"The Creation Witch is about to break through her seal, and we need the power of the Saintess of Destiny to reset the seal, thereby delaying the time it takes for the Creation Witch to unlock her own," he said.

"The memory of the Creation Witch won’t be affected by the return from death; instead, due to the accumulation of experience, she will unlock the seal even faster," Xi Mu analyzed calmly, trying to convince the God of Hell to give up on using Suna’s power.

To this, the God of Hell shook his head:

"It’s not just the Creation Witch who can resist the effects of the return from death; the Goddess of Death can also resist it and can likewise accumulate experience."

He explained this.

"The Goddess of Death fighting in this world already has an overwhelming advantage, and given enough time, she will be able to deal with the Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch."

Realizing this, Xi Mu responded: "And then the Goddess of Death can return to Hell as soon as possible, thereby sealing the Creation Witch?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"That would be the ideal situation," the God of Hell said, taking a sip of tea, explaining with a calm tone, "If the Goddess of Death hasn’t dealt with the Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch before the return from death of the Saintess of Destiny reaches its limit, we can also directly instruct the Goddess of Death to return to Hell and prioritize sealing the Creation Witch."

Although dealing with the witches in this world is important, the Creation Witch sealed at the very bottom of Hell is quite more problematic, so he would rather give up dealing with the current witches than have the Goddess of Death return to Hell to seal the Creation Witch.

Otherwise, an alliance between the Witch of Death and the Creation Witch would be the greatest threat to the all gods of the high heavens.

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Xi Mu was deep in thought, not intending to abide by the choice ultimatum offered by the God of Hell, but at this moment, he had to appear to be conflicted.

"Don’t hurry, you have time to think," the God of Hell said very relaxedly, believing that Ahtal would make the right choice because the trade was simply too advantageous, with the soul of the Dragon Clan’s little princess being traded for the Saintess of Destiny.

Although this seems like selling out the Saintess of Destiny, given her fondness for Ahtal, it’s nothing more than a matter of soothing her after death.

After all, the Saintess of Destiny would not truly die.

"Suna is not in Hell with me," Xi Mu gave his answer, watching the God of Hell’s astonished expression, "I wouldn’t use my friend as a bargaining chip."

The God of Hell’s expression turned cold: "Is this your choice?"

"Rather than asking me to hand over Suna, you could choose to contact the Three Goddesses of Fate," Xi Mu said calmly, "With just one command from the Three Goddesses of Fate, Suna could be made to trigger the return from death immediately."

Because this was extremely humiliating.

The God of Hell thought to himself that if he were to seek the help of the Three Goddesses of Fate right now, he would undoubtedly be mocked by the all gods of the high heavens.

Initially, after he artificially triggered the death recursion of the Saintess of Destiny, the best option was to ask the Goddess of Death for help, so that she would return immediately to seal the Creation Witch.

But he chose to rely on himself to suppress the Creation Witch, hoping to delay until the Goddess of Death had dealt with the witches; however, the power of the Creation Witch was more troublesome than he had anticipated, and even relying on the seal was not sufficient to suppress her for long.

So he wanted to use the power of the Saintess of Destiny to trigger the return from death, thereby changing his plan, no longer trying to depend on himself to suppress the return of the Creation Witch.

Instead, he would ask the Goddess of Death to come back directly.

"Hell and the high heavens are two relatively independent systems," he explained to Ahtal, "directly requesting the Three Goddesses of Fate would involve many issues."

"Could you hand over Evelyn’s soul to me first then?" Xi Mu extended his hand, "I’ll go find Suna in this world."

The God of Hell’s expression was nuanced: "After the reset of the return from death, I will let the soul of the Dragon Clan’s little princess leave directly; taking her soul now is meaningless."

"I just want to see Evelyn’s soul," Xi Mu tilted his head slightly, uttering words he himself didn’t believe, "after the return from death I won’t have any memories, so I want to meet now..."

"You’re planning to run away with the soul of the Dragon Clan’s little princess, aren’t you?" the God of Hell drew up the corner of his mouth, "Ahtal, has anyone ever told you that you’re very bad at lying?"

Xi Mu did not answer.

"It doesn’t matter if you refuse, I will still request the Three Goddesses of Fate to have the Saintess of Destiny commit suicide," the God of Hell spoke indifferently, "However, in that case, you would not be able to save the soul of the Dragon Clan’s little princess."

He stared at Ahtal’s face.

"A very simple choice, isn’t it?"

"What if I don’t want to choose either?" Xi Mu asked coldly, and the God of Hell smiled, the premise of not making a choice depending on Ahtal’s strength; otherwise, he would simply have to act according to the rules set by the stronger party.