After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 467 - 180: The Confrontation of the King of Ash

The Flame Giant Surter’s eyes, like red jade, reflected the figure across from him—a mature woman clad in an outfit similar to a suit, with hair dark as ink cascading to peach-like pert buttocks, her single hand wielding a life-reaping scythe.

From a human perspective, she was indeed a beautiful woman, but he noticed the threat of the Goddess of Death.

His flames blazed even hotter across his body, and the Flame Giant Surter violently threw a punch that inverted the causal realm, intended to strike the Goddess of Death first.

Scorching Ash Fire carved a splendid trajectory through the void.

The Goddess of Death also swung her scythe, which brought death as the end, chopping directly toward the oncoming fist.

Both sides launched strikes that were almost guaranteed to hit and be fatal; had their guaranteed hit effects not canceled each other out, other factors beyond certainty would have to be considered.

The scythe’s light sliced through the void as smoothly as a hot knife through butter, spreading open the fist of the Flame Giant Surter, along with slicing open much of his body.

Then, a thousand scythe strikes flashed by, cutting the Flame Giant Surter into pieces, each blow leading to death.

"Boom!" The crumbling body of the Flame Giant Surter erupted in a towering wave of flames, swallowing up everything in sight.

The Goddess of Death lightly swung her scythe, parting the oncoming flames like curtains, her cool eyes unchanged.

She wasn’t worried about being hit by the Flame Giant Surter’s fist, even though it was imbued with a guaranteed hit effect, for she too could deliver a guaranteed hit with a single slash of her scythe, and she could also add a certain "defense-breaking" effect to it.

The result was that her guaranteed-hit scythe, coupled with her defense-breaking effect, cut the Flame Giant Surter into pieces.

And it was at that moment that support from Ragnarok descended.

"——Buzz!" The Flame Giant Surter was reborn, his aura showing no sign of waning as he threw another punch at the Goddess of Death, again a fist containing the power to invert causality, but this time also with the effect of burning everything to ashes.

The Goddess of Death brandished her scythe to meet it, but the result was quite different from before, leaving only clear damage on the mountainous arms of the Flame Giant Surter.

If only the Flame Giant Surter had the Sword of Light in hand, he probably would have suffered no injury at all.

The situation became more troublesome.

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The mortal realm.

The underworld.

A little mare, with straight legs, approached Ahtal. Her delicate pretty face conveyed caution as she looked around the vast cavern, seemingly worried that the Flame Giant Surter might suddenly burst forth until Ahtal patted her shoulder.

"Don’t worry too much," Xi Mu chuckled, looking at the little mare as she turned to him, "The Flame Giant Surter has already gone to the surface."

"Is Ragnarok upon us now?" The little mare instinctively clung to Ahtal’s arm, unconsciously seeking a sense of security.

"You should ask Teacher Hecate about that," Xi Mu shook his head slightly, smiling at the little mare, "What I need to ponder now is how to kill the Flame Giant Surter."

The little mare, looking at Ahtal’s composed expression, felt her own urgency relax. Sometimes, that’s just how strange humans are—if they see the ones they rely on remaining calm, their own nerves settle too.

Even though she was well aware of the power gap between the two sides.

"If the Flame Giant Surter can be besieged as soon as he emerges, it means Teacher Hecate has arranged everything," Xi Mu sat down cross-legged, pressing his hand on the constantly trembling Sword of Light, the weapon forged by the Flame Giant Surter himself which rejoiced, eager to break free from the constraints of the All Gods and return to the side of the Flame Giant Surter.

"Wait until my nun adjusts the ritual, Teacher’s plan should be on its way," he said, smiling at the little mare, "Partner, if I lose, go find someone called the extraterritorial demon; he’ll have a way to help you survive."

"I’m not interested in receiving the soul of a horse," a frivolous male voice came from the void, and a man with short blue hair appeared out of nowhere. He was smoking a lit cigarette, comfortably taking a seat next to Ahtal.

"The souls that have been chosen are all formidable beings," he said. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"My partner is the fastest horse in the world," Xi Mu countered, "Is there anyone more suitable than my partner?"

The extraterritorial demon fell silent for a moment before changing the subject, "The Flame Giant Surter has been sent to the border between life and death, and if nothing goes wrong, he won’t be able to escape in a short time."

Xi Mu shook his head slightly and raised his palm, igniting a clump of Ash Fire, "I can now sense the presence of Ragnarok. It will provide almost all the guidance to burn the world. If the Flame Giant Surter wants to escape from the border between life and death, Ragnarok might really provide the guidance."

The extraterritorial demon twitched his mouth, "Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

"I just realized that Ragnarok has this effect," Xi Mu explained, eliciting a resigned expression from the extraterritorial demon.

He had been considering waiting for the blind nun to complete the ritual, and then directly taking Ahtal to the border between life and death.

Now it seemed he might not be needed to show the way.

"The teacher will surely have a way," Xi Mu suddenly added, his trust in the reliability of the Destiny Witch Hecate was immense. Before he himself harvested this world with his hands, Teacher Hecate would surely not allow an irreversible catastrophe to happen to this world.