After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 372 - 136: Personally Killed Siegfried

"Siegfried, why have you come here?" Xi Mu took a step forward, his foot crunching on the gravel, his voice hoarse.

He had lost his original spirited demeanor, the nonchalance that seemed capable of facing any difficulty, although Ahtal was the most dazzling individual of this era.

But this was to be expected, even if Ahtal could calmly confront gods and the matter of life and death, facing the important people beside him with a sword would inevitably weaken him.

The God of Hell sat in the distinguished guests’ seats, propping his cheek with one hand, watching the scene with great interest. He did not care much about whether Ahtal would win, but watching a hero trapped in a dilemma gave him more pleasure than watching a thousand or even ten thousand duels; it truly delighted him from deep within.

Was it to kill his own guide and mentor, thus bringing out the soul of his lover, or to kill his own guide to bring out the soul of his lover?

Whichever choice he made, it was bound to be extremely painful.

"You truly are a reprehensible fellow." A mocking female voice came from beside him; the God of Hell turned to look, seeing a striking youth with red curly hair, wearing shorts and a jacket, casting a disdainful glance at him.

The God of Dreams, the deity in charge of dreams.

"If it were easy to bring souls out of Hell, then wouldn’t the rules of Hell be mere decoration?" the God of Hell said, not minding his colleague’s sarcasm, looking towards the two confronting each other in the duel arena, "Even facing gods, the genius who thinks he can overcome any difficulty can no longer maintain his composure and dominance."

"Once he completes the ceremony to become a demon, I bet you’ll be the first he wants to kill," the God of Dreams predicted. As a deity serving in Hell, he naturally could see Ahtal’s potential to become a demon.

Given the talent and abilities Ahtal had displayed, if he could successfully become a demon, he would certainly grow rapidly, not inferior to any demon in history, and might even surpass the extraterritorial demon known as the strongest.

"No demon can kill me," the God of Hell asserted. He had already reached the realm of omnipotence, and with the environmental advantage in Hell, not even the Witch of Death herself could kill him.

"And Ahtal would have to survive long enough to reach the realm of omnipotence, which he no longer has the time for."

"..." The God of Dreams glanced at his confident colleague, then at the Saintess of Destiny beside him, her eyes reflecting the duel arena, showing deep worry.

If anything unexpected happened to Ahtal, she would undoubtedly kill herself without hesitation.

And at that moment,

In the duel arena,

"The God of Hell gave me an offer I couldn’t refuse," Siegfried told Ahtal, revealing his reason for participating in the duel, "If I defeat you, he will allow me to return to the mortal world for sixty years."

Xi Mu spoke in a deep voice, "Is it for Yasiraqi?"

"The world above is becoming more chaotic, and as a father, I am very worried," Siegfried said, flexing his wrists, his smile as hearty as ever. He truly wanted to return to the human world to see his daughter, but that wasn’t the only reason he joined the duel.

To ensure Ahtal’s survival, if he could defeat Ahtal early on, he wouldn’t have to face a series of more powerful opponents later on.

Those selected to participate in the twelve trials of Hell were the most dazzling figures in history.

Among them were those who had fought witches head-on and survived.

With Ahtal’s current strength, he couldn’t possibly overcome the twelve trials of Hell unless he became a demon right then and there.

"You can’t defeat me now," Xi Mu shook his head, "If you wish to see Yasiraqi, I’ll find a way later..."

"Being rational and being irrational are two different states," Siegfried said calmly, waving his hand, "If you still think of using the Great Sword of Death to weaken me, it won’t be so easy."

He retained the memory of being killed by Ahtal, clearly knowing how Ahtal had struck him down. Ahtal had never fought him head-on but had instead used the continuous effect of the Great Sword of Death to weaken him, ultimately finishing him off with a fatal blow from the Divine Artifact, the Sword of Light.

Now, with his clarity of mind intact, he would not give Ahtal the opportunity to weaken him with the Great Sword of Death, nor would he be unprepared for an attack from the Sword of Light.

Therefore, he did not believe he would lose.

Although Ahtal had grown by now, he was probably still at the pinnacle of humanity, which at most placed him at the same level as Siegfried.

Xi Mu, saying nothing, turned to leave the duel arena, only to find his way blocked by a group of people.

"Since you are not participating in the trial, then we should settle our personal grievances," Heracles stood in the forefront, facing the man who had once killed him, flexing his wrists, "Ahtal, I did not expect we would meet again."

"..." Xi Mu didn’t respond to Heracles, looking instead at a mature woman floating nearby, dressed in a magical robe.

The former queen of the Magic Kingdom.

"Traitor’s offspring," the Magic Queen said calmly, locking eyes with Ahtal for a moment before lowering her head to stroke the full moon in her arms. She too was an enemy of Ahtal, though she didn’t bear strong hatred toward him.