After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 427 - 161: The Descent of the Goddess of Life_2

Chapter 427: Chapter 161: The Descent of the Goddess of Life_2

The Goddess of the Sword bit her teeth, ready to charge headlong into the inner kingdom that Ahtal had unfolded, and just at that moment—

Ahtal walked out from the Flame Cave, dragging the corpse of a dead god with one hand, his gaze indifferent as he locked eyes with the Goddess of the Sword in the sky.

"You’re all that’s left." He exerted a slight force in his palm, and the god corpse he was dragging turned to ash.

"You are quite skilled at wielding the Ash Fire." The Goddess of the Sword bit her teeth, her eyes more serious than ever.

She truly had no guarantee of victory this time, and whether she could even leave alive was in question, as no one was certain of the extent of Ahtal’s remaining power.

"I’m more than just skilled at wielding Ash Fire." Xi Mu smiled, bringing his index finger and middle finger together, and articulated a new rule of the game.

"The game’s rule, survive in the world of death." As he spoke the words, the rules overturned at that moment, the force from death forcefully enveloping him and the Goddess of the Sword, a coercive death taking effect and steering all things toward demise.

"The condition for victory is also very simple, just kill me and you win."

"That really is an unfair game." The Goddess of the Sword adjusted her breathing; she could clearly sense the scale of the inner kingdom that Ahtal had unfolded, large enough to cover several countries, and the living beings nearby were dead the instant they were enveloped. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Although she hadn’t died, she was forcibly assigned the status of death, no longer an unkillable being, and she also had to continually expend power to prevent herself from being led towards death by the world of death.

"Then I’m truly sorry for that, I’m not very good at playing games, so the balance isn’t very well done." Xi Mu’s grin was malicious, "If there is a chance in the next life, I will certainly try to be fairer."

"There’s no need for a next life." The Goddess of the Sword vanished from her spot, suddenly appearing behind Ahtal, her Holy Sword chopping down with the added power to sever his powers, confident that no matter what Ahtal did to resist, she could cut through.

The Great Sword of Death, bestowed with power by the Witch of Death, and the Red Dragon Blood Armor, bathed in Dragon Blood, could both be severed.

In response,

Xi Mu looked indifferent, ignoring the Goddess of the Sword’s fatal strike, counterattacking with a life-for-life approach, stabbing toward the lower abdomen of the Goddess of the Sword.

And just as both were about to fall at the same moment,

The Great Sword of Death was clamped by slender fingers, halted just before it could pierce the lower abdomen of the Goddess of the Sword, and the chopping Holy Sword was also blocked by a single finger.

The Holy Sword, capable of cutting through everything, and the Great Sword of Death, capable of slaying gods, were both easily blocked by someone.

Without a second thought, Xi Mu retreated, his gaze wary of the figure who had suddenly intervened in the battle, then he froze, the icy killing intent in his eyes suddenly vanishing.

"Goddess of Life." His gaze reflected the female figure opposite him, the very embodiment of the concept of femininity, instantly recognizable to him.

"Why would You appear here?"

"..." The Goddess of Life gently shook her head, withdrawing the finger that blocked the Holy Sword, revealing a slight wound on her delicate finger, clearly caused by the sword strike from the Goddess of the Sword.

Seeing this, Xi Mu fell silent, lowered the Great Sword of Death, and turned to leave, opting not to engage with the Goddess of Life.

"Could Ahtal possibly have a talk with me?" A gentle female voice came from behind, causing Xi Mu to halt in his steps.

The Goddess of the Sword frowned slightly, watching Ahtal’s retreating figure, feeling as if she could kill Ahtal with a surprise attack.

The man was in a state of mental instability.

"..." Xi Mu fell silent again, then turned to gaze at the Goddess of Life who was giving him a tender smile, letting out a complex sigh:

"Have You come to kill me?"

"No, I’ve come to extend an invitation to you." The Goddess of Life gently shook her head and took a step forward, coming close to Ahtal.

Xi Mu blinked, eyeing the ample fruit before him and the delicate hand placed on his head, experiencing the illusion of being treated like a child.

He looked up at the Goddess of Life’s gentle smile.

"Are You inviting me to join the All Gods?"

"All Gods should be very resistant to your existence," the Goddess of Life gently swept a black strand of hair behind her ear and offered Ahtal a tender, shallow smile, "but as my companion, there should be no problem."

If Ahtal were to join All Gods directly, he would certainly be ostracized by them. However, if the perspective is changed, and Ahtal is made her companion in name, then All Gods would not target him excessively.

As for why it is a companion in name, it’s simply because so far, no one has been able to stand at the same height as her and possess the qualifications to be her companion.

However, a companion in name is already enough to protect Ahtal’s safety.

"Become the Goddess of Life’s companion?" Xi Mu asked softly, eyeing the Goddess of Life as she nodded with a smile, his expression immediately wavered.

He was clearly very moved by the Goddess of Life’s invitation. Although according to doctrine, a companion is not the same as a spouse but merely someone who walks the same path as a deity.

Yet, those who become companions are often very close to their god.

"..." The Goddess of the Sword looked on at this scene and suddenly felt that her struggle with Ahtal seemed utterly pointless, including the more than twenty colleagues who had died previously—it all seemed without much meaning.

Until now, Ahtal in her mind had been an extremely dangerous entity—cruel, heartless, with extremely ruthless methods. No one could ensure survival after encountering such a dangerous being.

However, now seeing Ahtal’s moved demeanor, she suddenly felt... it wasn’t worth risking her life to fight. Had she known that Ahtal could be so easily dealt with, she should have let the Goddess of Life come out to invite him earlier.

Why bother fighting Ahtal.

"Seduction strategies are really useful!" the Messenger God, hiding in the distant skies, couldn’t help but exclaim. Even a troublesome and powerful demon like Ahtal was no different from the average man when facing someone he admired.

That was a demon who had killed more than twenty gods all by himself—a dangerously unprecedented existence in history.

Of course, employing such a strategy also had its risks, it was undoubtedly tantamount to stealing from the Witch of Death. If Ahtal was killed by some trickery, it would be one thing.

But if the Goddess of Life were to directly intervene and steal him away, the Witch of Death might react.

"May I accompany you on the pursuit of the path of life?" Xi Mu asked again after seeing the Goddess of Life smile and nod.

His grip on the Great Sword of Death began to loosen.

"Will I be your companion from now on?"

"If you can reach the level of a companion," the Goddess of Life nodded slightly, "from now on, you will be my only companion."

Every god has a companion, someone who follows in the footsteps of the deity and stands by their side.

And to become her companion, unless she dies herself, it would be difficult to kill them. So, if all goes well, Ahtal will be her only companion from now on.

The condition is that Ahtal can catch up to her on the path of life and qualify to be her companion.

Otherwise, he will always be an alternate companion of life.

And she cannot intervene in this process. How to explore the path of life and how to catch up to her must depend on Ahtal’s own thoughts and understandings, not on her forcibly instilling them.

"Why did I come to fight?" the Goddess of the Sword pursed her lips, feeling extremely upset. The ruthless demon who had fought with her to the death was, after all, unable to resist the temptation of a simple seduction strategy, which made her feel utterly disheartened. After all, Ahtal was the man who had engaged in a life-and-death struggle with her.

Why would he be swayed by a mere seduction?

This was still the cruel demon capable of slaying more than twenty gods, couldn’t he retain some demon’s cruelty and pride.

Not to be lured by mere verbal promises.

"I’ve decided, I want to..." Xi Mu exhaled deeply as if he had made a decision, and then his expression froze.

The Witch of Death sat in the void, her fingers interlaced before her chest, her sapphire eyes calmly meeting his.

The Goddess of Life, as if sensing something, turned her head to meet the Witch of Death’s cold gaze, and their lines of sight converged into a single thread.