After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 362 - 131: The World is Destroyed_3

Suna thought to herself, as long as she waited for her return from death and took care of the Alchemical Witch’s clone in advance, she should be able to avoid the situation turning into the worst-case scenario.

However.

"But if we have to speak frankly, the followers of the Dusk Cult are even more excessive," the doll girl explained as she faced Suna’s gaze, "They massively sacrifice their lower-tier followers to create a large number of erupting volcanoes, hoping to drown all the followers of the church with this method."

Do I have to deal with the crazy followers of the Dusk Cult too?

Suna was already feeling somewhat desperate. If it was just about finding one person, then it would be relatively simple, but if it was about dealing with followers of the Dusk Cult scattered all over the world, trying to take care of it in time would be incredibly difficult.

"But the most severe thing must be the battles between witches and gods," the doll girl counted on her fingers, "In order to have enough materials to fight against the Goddess of Life, the Corpse Witch transformed all living creatures she saw into corpses, using them as resources to duel with gods."

"The Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch, in order to oppose the Goddess of Life, created several prisons imprisoning millions of souls, ready to destroy one prison as soon as the Goddess of Life makes a move."

"There’s also the Witch of the Moon summoning the false moon to collide with the celestial sphere, while the Splitting Demon uses the earth as a cutting board, recklessly splitting everything."

Suna raised a hand to her forehead, feeling a bit unstable on her feet. She began to doubt whether she had the power to change such a terrible outcome after returning to the past.

"But all of this is worth it," said the doll girl cheerfully, spinning in place, "Now that more than half of the once-living beings have died, we have enough to launch an assault on Hell, and thereby unseal the Witch of Death."

She looked at Suna’s eyes filled with despair.

"What’s the matter, why do you look like you’re about to cry?"

"Just kill me," Suna said in despair, but upon seeing this, the doll girl shook her head and took a few steps back, saying:

"You are a friend of Lord Ahetar. How could I possibly kill you?" With that, she turned to leave.

However, Suna suddenly came back to her senses and asked:

"Wait, is Ahetar still alive?"

"Of course he’s still alive," the doll girl turned her head to answer, "If you want to find Lord Ahetar, just go to the top of the castle."

"Thank you," Suna hurried off, running towards the top of the castle. Now she was desperate to end her own life. The world had already turned worse, but upon hearing that the Witch of Death would be unsealed, she immediately realized the world could become even worse.

Before long, Suna climbed the stairs and arrived at the top of the castle, where she found Ahetar sitting atop the castle, seemingly unaware of her arrival as he gazed at the world covered in lava.

"Ahetar, are you... all right?"

Xi Mu responded calmly, "Due to the grace of the Goddess of Life, everything is very well aside from a slight lack of Magic Power."

"Is everything really very well?" Suna countered, only to see Ahetar fall silent, obviously unwilling to answer her question.

She sat down beside Ahetar and whispered, "I am now the Saintess of Destiny, blessed by the Three Goddesses of Fate."

Xi Mu remained silent without responding.

"Due to the favor of the Three Goddesses of Fate, my strength has greatly improved," Suna continued calmly, "Not only can I return from death to three days prior, but I can also freely decide the period of my return from death."

If it was just returning one day from death, then she indeed would not be able to stop everything, but luckily now she could return three days prior.

So there was still a chance for redemption.

"Suna, you truly are a good woman!" Brightness sparked in Ahetar’s dim eyes. He drew the Great Sword of Death from beside him and eyed Suna’s fair neck, as if contemplating where to strike.

"Come on, kill me," Suna took a deep breath, slightly tilted her fair neck, and then suddenly felt a chill on her neck and her consciousness began to grow dim.

Following that.

"Suna, there’s a task for you," came a kind and familiar voice. Suna looked at Grandmother Pope, who pushed an envelope across the table towards her, "Deliver this letter to Ahetar; this is something only you can do."

After a moment of silence.

Suna’s expression turned serious, and she said to Grandmother Pope, who kept a benevolent smile, "Grandmother Pope, the world is about to be destroyed."