After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 463 - 178: Spear of Destiny_2

"..." The Goddess of Daylight subconsciously exchanged a glance with the Goddess of Night before she walked behind the sealed door.

Making an enemy of a man like Ahtal is indeed somewhat dangerous.

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Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Footsteps drew closer, resounding through the space, as Ahtal’s figure emerged from the shadows, followed by a blindfolded nun and a dwarf loli.

"Ahtal, you have indeed come," the God of Doors and Windows’s face surfaced on the surface of the metal door, as though a human face were carved upon it.

"..." Xi Mu gripped the spear of destiny in his hand, assuming a throwing stance. The battle skill from the spear of destiny was personally endowed by his teacher Hecate with the power of destiny, promising a one hundred percent hit rate. Unless countered with a special mechanism, the thrown spear of destiny would be unavoidable.

It was a seemingly invincible ability, although the game officials would not allow for too many cheat-like powers to exist.

For example, having impressive regenerative abilities could allow someone to withstand and survive the spear of destiny, or having extremely strong defenses could mean surviving a direct hit.

"Useless," the God of Doors and Windows declared unyieldingly, "Your spear can absolutely not penetrate the door I protect."

As the God of Doors and Windows, he held absolute dominion over doors and windows; once he closed them, he could endow them with the property of being impossible to open.

After all, the very purpose of a door is to separate and protect.

That was the reason he had come to reinforce the Flame Giant Surter’s seal—because the power he wielded was immensely powerful and unique.

He definitely couldn’t beat Ahtal head-on, but Ahtal also couldn’t breach his defense.

The two sides could only maintain a deadlock.

"Teacher, bless me," Xi Mu solemnly spoke, and then he suddenly hurled the spear of destiny.

The air was pierced, the tip of the spear struck the forehead of the God of Doors and Windows, penetrating effortlessly and disappearing into the door.

The spear of destiny vanished.

"Snap." Xi Mu grabbed at the void, and the spear of destiny that he had thrown returned to his hand as if it had never left it.

This was the ability of the spear of destiny; no matter how far it was thrown, it would return to his hand in the next instant.

"Boom!" The metal door collapsed Thunderously, revealing the Goddess of Night and the Goddess of Daylight behind it. They seemed not to have understood what had happened, staring at Ahtal as he approached, somewhat failing to grasp the situation.

Why had Ahtal effortlessly breached the sealed door?

"Ahtal, why are you here?!" The Goddess of Night came to her senses and instantly vanished into the shadows.

Seeing this, the Goddess of Daylight also prepared to dissolve into light and vanish on the spot, but Ahtal threw the spear of destiny, piercing her heart directly and pinning her to the wall with undiminished momentum. Then the Great Sword of Death, aflame with black fire, was placed on the Goddess of Daylight’s neck.

"Don’t move." Xi Mu spoke with a chillingly cold gaze, looking at the Goddess of Daylight who was desperately grasping the spear of destiny. He pressed the Great Sword of Death down, slicing into her fair skin at the neck.

The Goddess of Daylight stopped struggling, her eyes filled with panic and pleading; she was not yet ready to die.

"As long as All Gods lift the seal, I promise to let you leave alive," Xi Mu stated his condition, though he didn’t expect the gods to agree.

The Goddess of Daylight hesitated, then said, "Ahtal, you cannot defeat the Flame Giant Surter, and we cannot just lift the seal so easily."

"Is that so..." Xi Mu sighed with resignation, and then, as the Goddess of Daylight’s expression relaxed, he suddenly drew the sword and swiftly cut through her neck.

He shook the Great Sword of Death clean and proceeded deeper into the cave, while the once-thrown spear, which had pinned the Goddess of Daylight, disappeared from its place and reappeared in his hand.

As for the Goddess of Daylight, she turned to ash.

"She’s dead?" The dwarf loli’s eyes widened; it was the first time she had witnessed a deity being killed. It was a profound shock to her.

"Even a beautiful goddess is not spared," she uttered, then felt her perspective was too narrow. At the demon level, whether a foe was beautiful was probably no longer a reason to show mercy. What mattered more was necessity.

As a demon, Ahtal had no reason to show mercy to a deity; they were natural enemies after all.

Any mercy would be foolish.

"Lord Ash truly wishes to lift the seal," the blindfolded nun elaborated in response to the dwarf loli’s puzzled glance, "Lord Ahtal is chosen by destiny as the King of Ash; only he or the Flame Giant Surter may survive."

"How can that be?" The dwarf loli shook her head vigorously, "How could Ahtal possibly want to destroy the world?"

"To be chosen by Ragnarok, it requires not just a pure desire to destroy the world but also a profound love for it," the blindfolded nun calmly explained, "I used to think that to become the King of Ash, one must be filled with a will to destroy the world, but as Ragnarok approaches closer..."

She touched the blindfold of silk.

"Loving this world deeply can also make one the King of Ash. Both emotions are indifferent to Ragnarok; what’s important is the capability to burn this world into... ash."

The dwarf loli was lost in confusion: "Is that so?"

Could it be that Ahtal was indeed the fated King of Ash, now coming to break the Flame Giant Surter’s seal, intending to slay the Flame Giant Surter with his own hands.