After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 367 - 133 Jump into Hell_2

"In future, don’t casually break away from the protection of the Three Goddesses of Fate, or else you might be exploited by those with ulterior motives, leading to alterations of the past."

"..." Suna fell silent, then squeezed out a smile and said, "Let’s talk about that after we leave Hell."

She smiled lightly.

"I also have someone I want to bring out of Hell."

"Who?" Xi Mu asked curiously, but Suna just smiled and shook her head, gripping Ahtal’s wrist tightly.

"There’s no time to lose, let’s set off."

"Hmm." Xi Mu didn’t inquire any further, and left with Suna, who was pulling his wrist.

Shortly after, in another room.

The Witch of Death turned around, looking at Ahtal and Suna who had hurried over, then stared deeply at Suna. If it weren’t for her own being reaching the omnipotent levels of the Almighty Realm, she would also be affected by the abilities of this human girl.

The so-called Almighty Realm is not a specific standard of strength. Although beings that reach the Almighty Realm are undoubtedly top-tier powerhouses, the true meaning of omnipotence is being able to come up with solutions in any situation.

By extending one-sided abilities to an all-encompassing scope, capable of resisting memory manipulation, forced obedience, sensory influence, time interference, etc., only by developing oneself to an almost omnipotent extent can one become a Universal Level powerhouse.

"Goddess of Death, sorry to have kept you waiting." Xi Mu stopped, and the Witch of Death, without saying much, extended her pale finger and pointed to the ground. A black hole, like a chasm from the abyss, appeared.

"In case you encounter an insurmountable danger, remember to call out to me to pull you out of Hell." With those words, the Witch of Death disappeared from the spot.

Now she was off to the threshold between life and death to unseal her true form.

"Let’s go." Xi Mu said to Suna beside him with a smile, then abruptly jumped into the black hole amidst her panicked expression.

"Wait, I don’t want to go to Hell this way!" A scream came from the black hole.

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Hell.

The world one goes to after death, commonly considered the dwelling of the soul and the waiting station for the afterlife.

Imaginations about Hell have never ceased from ancient times to the present.

At this moment.

"Bang!" The ground cracked suddenly, spreading outward like a spider’s web, shocking the people in the square into a standstill.

A breeze swept past, lifting the dust from the ground.

"Living people?" A semi-transparent soul looked up at the small black hole in the sky, then at the silver-armored knight holding a girl, and fell into an almost bewildered state.

Why would living people fall into Hell?

"They just look like living people, that’s all." Xi Mu casually answered, setting down Suna from his arms. He looked around and his gaze settled on a chocolate-colored woman, saying in surprise:

"Norma, what are you doing here?"

"Lord Ahtal, why are you here?" Norma, with chocolate-colored skin and wearing light clothes, covered her mouth in shock, looking at Ahtal who appeared to be solid.

She almost made a trade worth over a billion with Ahtal and became wealthy thanks to his help, but unfortunately, an accident occurred, and she ended up in Hell before she could spend all her money. Now, filled with regret, she wished she had listened to Ahtal and left Lionheart Castle.

"Explaining it would be complicated, just think of me as dead," Xi Mu said offhandedly, causing Norma to show a conflicted expression.

But quickly she caught on and hurried to Ahtal’s side, pulling him toward the outskirts of the city while urgently explaining.

"Hell does not allow the living to come here, any life that arrives in Hell alive will be corrected by Hell’s Apostle."

She informed him of this.

"They just manually turn you from a living person into a dead one."

"Is that so?" Xi Mu followed Norma’s steps while tugging at the wrist of Suna beside him, calmly asking,

"Why is the environment here so similar to Lionheart Castle?"

"It’s the result of shared memory!" Norma explained, then added as if warning, "Now is not the time to ask about these things!"

"If it’s just Hell’s Apostles of that level, there’s no need to worry too much." Xi Mu suddenly remarked, and turning his head to look at a few figures in black cloaks wielding scythes, black flames leaked from between his teeth.

He then exhaled.

It wasn’t Dragon Breath, closer to the degree of exhaling air, but mixed with the power of death, it was enough to end the battle.

The fierce wind carrying the black flames swept by, and those Hell’s Apostles chasing them scattered like sand in the wind.

The atmosphere congealed for a moment.

Norma fell silent for a while, observing Ahtal standing before her and the light-red haired girl beside him, then forced a smile and said, "A lot must have happened in the mortal realm, right?"

"There are no legends about Ahtal in Hell?" Suna asked in surprise. Ahtal had become a world-famous hero by now, so theoretically, he should be very well-known.

Why does it seem like no one here understands anything?

"Probably because we all died very uniformly," Norma explained, "The rules of Hell are different from the mortal realm, and people’s soul memories result in different landscapes; the similarity to Lionheart Castle’s environment is a result of that."

She glanced at the Hell’s Apostles who appeared and then ran away frantically, hurrying to explain to the two.

"Based on the location and will before death, different souls will congregate to form an area. Although I don’t know what great deeds Ahtal accomplished in the mortal realm, in this Lionheart Castle region, there are likely no new deaths, so information about the mortal realm is hard to circulate."

"Aren’t there any outsiders who come here?" Suna countered, then received a meaningful look from Norma.

Still, she explained patiently.

"Remember when I said Lionheart Castle was formed from memories in souls? If we allow outsiders to enter freely, or say a large number of people dissipate at once, that might very well cause Lionheart Castle’s environment to undergo drastic changes. Therefore, in Hell, moving to other places at will is not allowed, nor is there much exchange of information between regions."

"It’s miraculous that collective memories can even interfere with the environment," Suna expressed astonishment. To create a city in the mortal world, one must undertake physical changes, expending a lot of time and tools.

But in Hell, cities could be created simply through collective memories; such a concept had never occurred to her before.

More accurately, "it’s about recreating the world with collective memory," Norma offered an explanation, "Although there are subtle differences, the Hell formed from countless people’s soul landscapes is very close to the mortal world."

After she died and arrived in Hell, she had realized it was a fascinating yet boring place—a world where the Goddess of Death and her All Gods enacted rules, maintained by Hell’s Apostles. In the beginning, it seemed quite nice; no need to eat, no worries about getting hurt, just waiting in a familiar environment for reincarnation.

However, after staying a while, one realizes that Hell is just a prison of memories, fundamentally different from the mortal world.

And yet one could live on indefinitely.

"Since the layout is similar." Xi Mu looked in the direction of the Dragon Kingdom, "Then we just need to navigate through it next."

"Wait, I have a request!" Norma, upon seeing Ahtal about to leave, quickly grabbed his wrist, "Can you take me out of Hell with you?"

"The mortal world is dangerous, and if you’re not careful, you might lose your chance to be reincarnated." Xi Mu shook his head but saw that Norma was very insistent, clutching Ahtal’s wrist with a pleading expression.

"I had not finished spending my money in the mortal realm, to just wait in Hell for reincarnation—I am absolutely not reconciled to that!"

Xi Mu twitched his mouth, covering his forehead, "You might as well say you want to see your parents one last time. That way, I could at least deceive myself."

"Is it possible?" Norma begged, hopeful, and upon seeing Ahtal fall silent for a moment, he still nodded gently.

She revealed a joyful smile, her body turning into a wisp of mist, coiling around Ahtal’s wrist, and inhabiting his bracelet.

Xi Mu shook his wrist, confirming that Norma was inside his bracelet, then summoned a small mare, taking Suna toward the direction of the Dragon Kingdom.

The stronger the soul, the clearer the landscape manifested from memory, and the stronger the power that could be wielded, so the Hell’s Apostles assigned to manage had to be even stronger.

Otherwise, a group of unrestrained powerful souls, moving at will to unrelated regions, could easily cause the landscapes of some weaker regions to become distorted.