After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 385 - 141 The Goddess of Death Saves Me_2

"Understood," Xi Mu exhaled and left the Twin Towers. His retreating figure, stretched long, perfectly covered the cage that imprisoned Evelyn’s soul.

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...

Shortly after leaving the Twin Towers,

"The God of Hell is willing to release Evelyn’s soul," Xi Mu idly swung the Great Sword of Death, decapitating the approaching silkworm pupa, as if talking to himself, "but the price is handing over Suna."

"Is the God of Hell planning to kill me?" The air around suddenly distorted as Suna and Eden appeared.

"Isn’t that obvious?" Xi Mu raised his hand to brush the hair from his forehead, his expression cold and terrifying, "However, the promise of the God of Hell means nothing."

"If it’s just about handing me over, then it’s fine," Suna gently shook her head, having died countless times before, she naturally didn’t mind dying a few more times.

However,

"It’s inevitable that the Creation Witch breaks the seal, and it wouldn’t make sense to stop her just once or twice," Xi Mu analyzed calmly, "The Witch of Death has been unsealed, she will definitely find a way to save the Creation Witch, and the God of Hell will also rely on your power to try, until you can no longer wield your power."

He declared to Suna,

"You will be used until you die."

Suna: "..."

This was an inevitable outcome, no... more precisely, it was bound to happen after her powers were exposed.

To rectify the mistakes of the past, they would repeatedly try to kill her until she could no longer return from death.

"I neither want to hand you over nor lose Evelyn’s soul," Xi Mu smiled and approached Suna.

He caressed Suna’s delicate face.

"But you won’t just obey me, will you?"

Of course not.

Suna opened her mouth, she couldn’t allow a dangerous existence like the Creation Witch to emerge, as if the Creation Witch combined forces with the Witch of Death, a more brutal war would certainly break out.

"So, just sleep for a while," Xi Mu’s hand, which was caressing her face, suddenly struck Suna’s neck, knocking her out immediately.

To prevent Suna from being awakened by the Three Goddesses of Fate, he also applied a prayer of deep sleep, forcing Suna into an obligatory slumber.

Meanwhile,

In the mortal realm,

"What’s wrong?" the White Dragon King tilted his head, looking at the tears sliding down his daughter’s cheek, his eyes filled with confusion. He had always been protecting his daughter’s safety, no one had touched his daughter, so why would she be crying?

In response, the white-haired Lolita touched the tear streaks on her cheek, her ruby-like eyes revealing confusion, feeling a sudden sadness, her tears flowed uncontrollably even though she was perfectly fine and had no reason to be sad.

But she quickly realized.

"Perhaps Ahtal has already reached Hell, and even touched my soul," she analyzed, her voice fading, "just don’t know what’s happening in Hell..."

"Sorry, I am a useless father," the White Dragon King raised his hand and gently ruffled his daughter’s head, apologizing to his tearful daughter.

If he could, he would also like to enter Hell directly to retrieve his daughter’s soul, but he can’t, or rather, most deities can’t.

The souls in Hell can only be managed by the Gods of Hell, the gods of the high heavens have no place to intervene, this is to maintain the independence of Hell, and also because Hell has the Goddess of Death to rely on.

Even though he is the consort of the Sun God, he can’t retrieve his daughter’s soul from Hell.

And at that moment,

"Buzz!" The sky suddenly darkened, a massive black sun swallowed all the light, appearing on the horizon like a black hole.

Immediately, millions of slashing attacks appeared, as if a sheet of paper was being torn apart, turning into numerous fragments.

The heavens and earth paused for a moment.

Immediately after, a violent explosion spread carrying scorching heat as if intending to format the world, everything was enveloped by bright light.

Moments later, the light converged.

"They won’t be able to hold on much longer," the White Dragon King let down his hand that had been shielding his eyes, looking towards the distant battle. He could already sense that the Imaginary Witch and the Color Witch were stretching their limits, barely delaying the Goddess of Death.

The battle would not last much longer.

However,

The Goddess of Death suddenly stopped swinging her scythe, ignoring the tense Imaginary Witch and Color Witch, and with a backhand swing, she cleaved open a passage to the deepest layers of Hell and rushed into it without hesitation.

This sudden twist not only confused the Goddess of Lies and the Color Witch, but all the spectators were astonished.

Why stop when victory was imminent?

"..." The Goddess of Lies and the Color Witch exchanged glances, both unclear on what the Goddess of Death intended to do.

Perhaps it was to deal with the Witch of Death who had broken the seal and sneaked into Hell, forcing the Goddess of Death to return to Hell.

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The depths of Hell.

Xi Mu slashed open his palm, letting his blood drip onto the ground, spreading out and staining the grey earth red, while the strange creatures continuously emerging from underground suddenly knelt on the cold ground. They exploded like flesh bombs, coloring Hell with fresh blood and flesh.

Blood, dyed Hell red.

The scent of life was unprecedentedly rich, providing the Creation Witch with coordinates to return to the world.

"Creation Witch, I’d like to ask you for a favor," Xi Mu planted his Great Sword of Death into the ground, looking at the pale arms reaching out from the void in front of him, letting them caress his cheek.

"Help me retrieve the soul of a young dragon from the hands of the God of Hell." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Ah, I can do that," a gentle female voice replied, with the hands caressing his cheeks exerting a minute force. Xi Mu saw the true form of the Creation Witch.

Her figure was remarkably mature, outlines of seductive curves all emphasizing feminine gentleness and motherhood, but a mere glance into her cold, rational amber eyes would dispel the illusion of her gentle femininity.

Unlike the Goddess of Life who encompassed all motherhood, the Creation Witch treated everything as material for study.

Not to care for, but to research.

"It’s quite different from how people describe it," Xi Mu remarked, "It feels like being deceived."

"A feeling of deception?" the Creation Witch, puzzled, withdrew her hands from Ahtal’s cheeks, her gaze shifting towards the Tree of Omniscience incarnate hiding nearby, "Is she an enemy, or a friend?"

"She just wants to ensure my safety," Xi Mu followed her gaze and explained calmly, "Consider her a neutral party."

"Is that so," the Creation Witch withdrew her gaze, turning to Ahtal, "Is there anything else you desire in return?"

Having come to Hell to free her as promised, she naturally offered corresponding compensation, as long as it was within her capabilities.

After thinking for a moment, Xi Mu said, "For now, I just want your help to retrieve the young dragon’s soul."

"..."

The Creation Witch did not reply; her figure disappeared from the spot, and suddenly, the distant Twin Towers vanished from their place.

There was no explosion, nor any roar, just as if the Twin Towers were formatted, forcibly erased from existence, everything disappeared.

Not... there was one person still alive.

The God of Hell, covering his severed arm with one hand, his gaze icy as he stared at the Creation Witch holding a birdcage, asked, "Did Ahtal let you out?"

"..." The Creation Witch did not reply, walking towards the God of Hell, a mysterious force filling the air.

"Ugh!" the God of Hell suddenly gritted his teeth, the hand on his severed limb convulsing, from which several snake heads emerged, spitting venom.

This was the Creation Witch redefining his life form, transforming him into a confused mass of flesh.

And the God of Hell finally no longer hesitated, shouting to the high heavens, "Goddess of Death, save me!"