After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 425 - 160: Death Battle in the Ash Kingdom_2

Chapter 425: Chapter 160: Death Battle in the Ash Kingdom_2

"Ahtal, do you wish to burn this world?" His pupils seemed to flame as he asked Ahtal coldly, "As the prototype, do you harbor such a desire in your heart?"

"You really can’t become the King of Ash." Xi Mu did not answer directly, "In the heart of the King of Ash, there is only the desire to burn everything to ashes, never the thought of initiating a conversation with others."

This was a kind of lie in a way, although in the official game setting, the heart of the King of Ash had only the impulse to burn everything into ashes, and there was no feeling left in his heart to burn anything, including himself.

However, the player who became the King of Ash was another matter; they could still speak freely, even though by that time, there were hardly any people left who could stand before the player and speak.

"I am now an independent life." The Source of Fear touched his chest with his hand, estimating the time needed for recovery, and spoke of a topic that would interest Ahtal, "The Goddess of Life has granted me life, guiding me to ponder the meaning of life."

He met Ahtal’s gaze.

"Do you... know why?"

"Why?" Xi Mu asked while pouring a Magic Potion for himself to quickly restore his depleted Magic Power.

"She wants to give the King of Ash free will." The Source of Fear answered thus, "This woman tries to make me think, to arrive at the conclusion that burning this world is meaningless, thereby voluntarily giving up the intention to burn the world."

Xi Mu smiled: "That’s really tender."

"Then I reached... a conclusion." The Source of Fear said, feeling almost healed, and shared his thoughts with Ahtal, "Only in a world where everything is burnt to ashes is there the correct world."

Xi Mu tugged at the corner of his mouth: "How did you arrive at that conclusion?"

"Only in a world where everything is burnt to ashes is there no disagreement." The Source of Fear clenched the broken spear in his hand; the spear tip that had fallen not far away trembled, flew towards the broken spear on its own, and fused back to its original form.

"That’s really a boring idea." Xi Mu said, feeling his Magic Power almost fully restored, and revealed a malicious smile, "Only contradictions can stir the soul, allowing one to taste richer emotions, whether they be of sadness or... happiness."

The two fundamentally had no room for mutual understanding.

The Source of Fear realized this problem; his prototype simply could not understand his own thoughts, scoffed at the idea of burning the world, and couldn’t grasp the pain brought by contradictions, simply enjoying the contradictions of the world as a strong being.

"You are just enjoying the suffering of the weak in the face of contradictions." He made such a remark, as Ahtal, naturally a strong being, did not care about contradictions and enjoyed everything in the world by virtue of his strong status.

The two fundamentally had no room for communication.

Considering this.

The Source of Fear swung his spear, charging towards Ahtal with the spear tip aflame, powerful enough to obliterate a nation in an instant.

In response, Xi Mu simply countered with Dragon Breath.

"Boom!" The fire engulfed both of them completely, the black flames and the dull yellow flames shot up as if swept up by a storm, rushing toward the direction of the high heavens.

Afterward.

Light pierced through the storm of flames, and the spreading shock instantly suppressed the burning flames, clearing the sky and earth.

Xi Mu held the Sword of Light in his hand, looking at the Source of Fear who had turned into a speck of light and disappeared. If the Source of Fear had more time to slowly accept the thoughts imparted by the Goddess of Life, he might indeed change his mind about burning the world.

But now there was no chance for the Source of Fear to adjust his thoughts slowly.

"Goddess of Pharmacology, you really do cause trouble." A cold female voice suddenly came through; Xi Mu instinctively looked towards the source of the sound, only to see the Goddess of the Sword approaching him while effortlessly drawing her Holy Sword.

"Ahtal, surrender."

"Surrender?" Xi Mu looked around and noticed that nearly more than twenty deities had surrounded him, leaving him no way to escape. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

It was clear they intended to kill him thoroughly.

"There have been few instances in history where over twenty gods come together to subdue a demon." A Water God holding a trident laughed heartily, "You are indeed one of the very few powerful demons worth being remembered in history."

"Am I considered a powerful demon now?" Xi Mu showed a puzzled expression, looked at his palm, "Compared to Lady Witch of Death, I don’t seem to have grown stronger."

It was no idle boast; in either the third or the fifth round, after becoming a demon, he personally killed several deities, pondering whether he might measure up against the Witch of Death and went enthusiastically to try to kill the Witch of Death.

The result was that he was beaten up, dismissively sent away by the Witch of Death with a look of disappointment, and warned to never appear before her again, otherwise she would kill him herself.

Yet later on, he appeared before the Witch of Death and still was not killed.

Even though the Witch of Death was already in an unassailable state.

"If given enough time, perhaps you could reach the heights of the Witch of Death." The Goddess of the Sword shook her head, and then her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Huh—!

The air emitted a lament as it shattered.

The void was torn apart, revealing a brilliant arc of a sword blade; this strike did not contain earth-shattering power and was not much different from a strike by the mightiest of ordinary people.

From a demon’s perspective...it was weak.

Logically, this strike could just be blocked with the Great Sword of Death, and one could even use the opportunity to counterattack.

However.

Xi Mu chose to dodge and charged toward a nearby god, avoiding a head-on collision with the Goddess of the Sword.

The attack missed.

The Goddess of the Sword, her legs sheathed in black silk, stamped on the ground and, with a twist of her slender waist, charged in the direction of Ahtal, thrusting the Holy Sword at his back.

"Clang!" Xi Mu rushed to the side of the nearby god and parried with the dagger that was slashed at him, using this collision to shift his body and avoid the thrust of the Goddess of the Sword.

The Goddess of the Sword gritted her teeth, her wrist suddenly twisting to follow Ahtal’s direction and pursue him, as he grinned with black flames leaking from between his teeth.

"Boom!" The black flames turned into a towering mushroom cloud, slowly ascending towards the sky, but it was instantly sliced apart by numerous sword lights.

"Gone." The Goddess of the Sword frowned, looking around and noticing that both Ahtal and all the gods had disappeared.

She looked up at the sky and asked.

"Is this Ahtal’s power?"

As for Ahtal’s specific abilities, no one could clearly state yet, but it was sure that it related to games, although the specifics were unknown.

A moment later, the answer came from the high heavens from the Three Goddesses of Fate.

"Has he created his own kingdom in his mind?" The Goddess of the Sword frowned, her Holy Sword cleaving through the void as she used the power of her ability to split open the alternate space, but she found nothing.

She possessed the power to ’cut through,’ applicable to both artifacts of divine level and space itself.

The reason Ahtal had not clashed with her using the Great Sword of Death before was likely because he was privy to her abilities and thus had withdrawn without hesitation.

"Is he using his power to separate the gods and then defeat them one by one?" The Goddess of the Sword analyzed Ahtal’s strategy; facing an assault by more than twenty gods at once would make it nearly impossible for Ahtal, despite his exceptional talents, to cope with over twenty powers in tandem.

Thus, the wisest choice was to separate the gods, creating one-on-one conditions.

"Where is Ahtal’s heart’s kingdom hiding?" The Goddess of the Sword calmly inquired, hoping the Three Goddesses of Fate would provide accurate guidance so she could directly enter Ahtal’s kingdom in his heart and try to gather the gods again.

The convergence of the gods would mark Ahtal’s defeat.

However.

"Unknown?" The Goddess of the Sword widened her beautiful eyes, something that should have been simple, so why were the goddesses who governed fate unaware?

She quickly learned the answer.

Ahtal’s fate had always been under protection; as soon as the Three Goddesses of Fate actively investigated him, it would trigger the protective state granted by the Witch of Destiny, rendering them unable to lock onto Ahtal’s fate shortly.

Thus, they also couldn’t pinpoint the location of Ahtal’s kingdom in his heart.

...

...

Simultaneously.

In the alternate space.

"Where is this?" The Water God, holding a trident, looked around dubiously at his surroundings, which were engulfed in searing Ash Fire. If he had not used his divine power to shield himself, he would have been within the Ash Fire.

"Game rules, a duel to the death in the Ash Kingdom." Ahtal’s voice emanated from within the flames, "Only the living may leave."

The Water God with the trident curled the corner of his mouth and questioned, "Why isn’t the battle in the sea?"