After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 410 - 153: Before the Gate of Sealing

"Rather than a solution, it’s more of a compromise," Anfis sighed softly, her fingertips strumming the harp, "If you do not wish to kill the All-Knowing Saintess yourself, please go and kill the Flame Giant Surter."

"What do you mean?" Xi Mu’s gaze turned cold, his pupils seeming to burn with flames, making Anfis instantly tense up.

The man in front of her was a Demon, capable of killing her with ease, although she herself was not afraid of death.

However, she was afraid that Ragnarok might not arrive.

"The precondition for the arrival of Ragnarok is that there must be a medium," Anfis maintained her mysterious smile, "If you can kill the Flame Giant Surter, you can delay the arrival of Ragnarok."

Xi Mu frowned, "What if I can’t kill the Flame Giant Surter?"

"That depends on your capabilities," Anfis gently shook her head, maintaining her mysterious smile, "If you can kill the Flame Giant Surter, not only can you delay the arrival of Ragnarok, but you can also buy more time to consider how to defeat the God of Omniscience without burning the tree."

She analyzed in a calm tone.

"The reason you are now being pushed to burn the tree is because Ragnarok is close to arriving, and you have to find a way to defeat the God of Omniscience as soon as possible, to overlay the old world with new rules."

"If we can delay the timeline for the arrival of Ragnarok," Xi Mu pondered, following Anfis’s logic, "that indeed provides more options."

Anfis smiled, "The premise is that you must defeat the Flame Giant Surter, otherwise the only thing you can do is to personally set the Tree of Omniscience ablaze."

She knew about Ahetar’s past life, and although he had committed many acts worthy of a Hero, his nature was to extremely favor those close to him, if it came to choosing between the majority and his close ones.

Then Ahetar would certainly choose those close to him without hesitation.

"I... am tempted," Xi Mu exhaled, his smile revealing helplessness, which pleased Anfis deeply.

Indeed, this was the gravitational pull of Ragnarok’s fate; otherwise, things would not have gone so smoothly.

However.

"But I have a question," Xi Mu’s gaze turned icy, suddenly he grabbed Anfis by the neck, lifting her up, "You’re not Anfis, who are you really?"

Anfis’s cheeks flushed red, the harp fell to the ground, she instinctively tried to pry the gripping hand from her neck, while speaking to Ahtal, "If I’m not Anfis, who else could I be?"

"That man would never incite me to release Flame Giant Surter," Xi Mu explained coldly, "If sacrificing one person could save the world, then Anfis wouldn’t come forward to persuade me."

"Impressive, Lord Ahetar, you are indeed sharp," Anfis revealed a beautiful smile, only to find Ahetar casting a disdainful glance at her.

Right, she was still wearing the guise of Anfis.

With that thought.

"You can call me Estif," she endured the difficulty breathing, her body ablaze with flames, her appearance also transforming.

Xi Mu eyed the girl across from him with rose-colored short hair covering half of her face, a heart-shaped mark beneath her eye, her demeanor seemed very cold yet dangerous, but also gave off a fiery aura.

"Followers of the Dusk Cult, you dare to show yourself before me," he tightened his grip on Estif’s hand, causing the rose-haired girl to wince in pain, sticking out her tender tongue, her legs flailing beneath her short skirt.

Death was imminent.

"Humph, tiresome woman," Xi Mu suddenly relaxed his grip, flinging Estif away, then turned and left the alley.

Estif, meanwhile, seemed undisturbed; she slid down against the alley’s wall, her chest heaving dramatically as she greedily breathed in the air.

"Ah, that was truly fantastic," she caressed her flushed cheeks, her legs clad in black stockings rubbing against each other.

Since Ahetar hadn’t killed her, it meant that her words had influenced Ahetar.

...

...

Night fell.

Doris.

A celebration in honor of Ahetar becoming a Demon was underway.

However.

"As the main character of the banquet, why the long face?" A glass of red wine suddenly appeared on the table.

Xi Mu turned his head to see the Corpse Witch sitting naturally beside him, curiously inquiring, "I haven’t seen you... smile since you came back from the Magic Kingdom." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Really?" Xi Mu forced a smile.

"It looks terrible," the Corpse Witch bluntly stated, raising her wine glass, "No need to force yourself to smile."

"It’s not like you want to see me smile," Xi Mu picked up the glass on the table, clinked it gently with the Corpse Witch, and then drained the wine in his glass.

The Corpse Witch shook her head with a smile, explaining to Ahetar: "More accurately, I don’t want to see you sad."

Xi Mu was momentarily stunned, then smiled, "Thank you."

"I even followed you to the Magic Kingdom before," the Corpse Witch leaned back in the sofa, complaining:

"I thought I’d see you confront a god,"

"Then you’ll see my strength soon," Xi Mu smiled, "The snowstorm should also stop."

The Corpse Witch asked in surprise, "Do you know where the Ice and Snow Goddess is?"

"Have you forgotten who my teacher is?" Xi Mu’s voice contained a subtle pride, appearing very confident in his teacher.

The Corpse Witch realized and commented, "Having a teacher who has control over fate’s power is indeed enviable."