After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 482 - 187: The One Who Beheads the King of Ash is the Savior_2

Chapter 482: Chapter 187: The One Who Beheads the King of Ash is the Savior_2

However, compared to the gods who dared to step onto the battlefield to hinder the King of Ash, the ones who remained appeared very weak.

"If only I had captured Ahtal back then." The God of Beauty and Art gently smoothed her long dress trailing behind her and also rose to leave the conference room.

Back then, Ahtal was no stronger than a kitten in her presence, easily captured if she desired to act, but at that time, she had only wanted to use Ahtal to communicate with the Witch of Death, never thinking that Ahtal could become the King of Ash that would burn the world to the ground.

Was this the fate led by Ragnarok?

The Goddess of Wisdom watched this scene as if she saw all gods turning into ash in Ahtal’s hands. She recalled Leviathan’s words that the one to burn the world as the King of Ash didn’t necessarily have to be mad, but could also represent an ultimate love for this world.

Then Ahtal, who loved the All-Knowing Saintess, was he also one who loved this world?

Before she could figure it out,

the projection in the center of the conference hall changed, a god had already stood in front of the King of Ash, launching an attack on him.

Beneath the burning Tree of Omniscience,

the God of Courage stood on scorching land, his gaze fierce, looking at the King of Ash whose form was ablaze with flames.

He gripped the great sword in his hand.

"To defeat the God of Omniscience at the cost of sacrificing someone important to oneself is meaningless."

"..." Xi Mu gave a cold glance at the minor god who came to disturb his tree-burning and then withdrew his gaze. He didn’t even have the interest to lift a hand to kill him, waiting for more NPCs to come so he could deal with them all at once.

The God of Courage, seeing that the King of Ash did not immediately reduce him to ash, thought Ahtal was starting to soften.

He gestured to the gods who followed, signaling them not to act rashly and allow him to communicate with Ahtal.

However, before he could say much,

Xi Mu gave him a cold look, then drew the Sword of Light. Amidst the God of Courage’s panicky expression, the Sword of Light, with its burning effects, engulfed the gods, making his surroundings much quieter.

This also made the gods abandon any plan for dialogue.

"King of Ash!" A god who had descended, holding twin blades, let out a roar and charged at Ahtal.

His body spun in the air, sweeping up a whirlwind of Ash Fire, slashing the twin blades down towards Ahtal.

"Buzz!" The vast earth was instantly split into four pieces, leaving behind canyon-like massive sword marks, the power of these two slashes would have affected several countries in the mortal world.

But for the King of Ash, who possessed the power to burn the world, it was completely meaningless. Ahtal stood before the divided canyon, extended a flaming finger, and turned it into an unavoidable light, piercing directly through the heart of the god holding the twin blades, instantly seizing his life.

The god’s body fell from the sky, turning into a ball of ash midway and drifting away with the hot wind, dissolving into the air.

"Do not fear, do not be reckless, try your best to avoid Ahtal’s gaze!" A voice of an unknown god came through the air, inducing the gods intending to launch a frontal assault to change tactics, starting to cooperate and attacking Ahtal from all sides.

Gods came in waves, only to fall on the path to stop the King of Ash from burning the tree, as if they would never end.

And Ahtal’s expression changed from its initial indifference, gradually becoming excited, as if feeling the determination of the gods to save the world.

He withdrew the hand that was burning the tree.

"Sorry, it seems I have underestimated you a bit." Xi Mu’s tone contained a hint of admiration, looking at the stern goddess who swung her long sword at him. He grabbed the long sword in his palm, allowing the sharp blade to cut his palm.

Blood trailed down the edge of the sword.

"Even though your body is trembling with fear, you can still bear the terror and swing your blade, my thoughts about the gods have... changed."

"Gods are not as powerless as you think!" The stern Valkyrie clenched her long sword, her crimson eyes sparkling with unwavering resolve.

Xi Mu revealed a malevolent smile, watching the stern Valkyrie, sensing the gods rushing from all directions, "Bring it on then, let me see to what extent you can go, and hopefully, you won’t disappoint me."

Flames burst forth from his palm, directly melting the longsword.

"The god who can behead me can claim the crown of the Savior!" As he spoke, the searing flames turned the stern Valkyrie before him into ashes.

"Come on, let me have some... fun!"

"We’re not here to play with you!" A handsome god charged forward, his spear piercing through the flames and aiming for Ahtal’s chest.

But Ahtal blocked it with one hand, the sharp tip of the spear piercing his palm, barely missing his chest.

"An exquisite thrust," Xi Mu did not skimp on praise, his bloodied palm suddenly bursting into flames and consuming the man as ashes along the length of the spear.

For the gods that came after him with a recklessness that didn’t look back, as long as they could inflict even a little damage upon him, he would not hesitate to applaud them while also feeding the idea to the attacking gods that whoever could behead him was worthy of the name Savior.

No matter how it ended for them, he always aimed to get the gods riled up.

Praise from an enemy that came sincerely.

Temptation of glory from the Savior.

Piled together, they formed an unparalleled righteousness. Attacking the King of Ash, who burned the Tree of Omniscience, was an act of justice, a deed to save the world. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

He sidestepped, and a razor-sharp greatsword grazed Ahtal’s neck, sending a shockingly vivid splash of blood.

He complimented the ambushing god:

"A tremendously fitting strike."

As he spoke, a swift kick landed on the waist of the sneaking deity, and a burst of intense flames ignited, turning the deity into a fireball and sending them flying away, turning to ashes mid-flight.

Meanwhile...

In the high heavens,

Inside the council hall...

"..." The Goddess of Wisdom watched the projected screen, seeing Ahtal covered in wounds amidst the encircling gods, feeling as if persistence might succeed in defeating Ahtal and earning the name of Savior.

But she felt... discordance. Why was Ahtal, such a battle prodigy, being injured so easily? And why did Ahtal frequently praise the gods who attacked him?

Could it be that Ahtal was deliberately attracting the gods’ assault?

No... that made no sense.

The Goddess of Wisdom raised her hand to her forehead. They were in the critical phase of burning the tree; it would be illogical to delay the burning to attract the gods’ attention. It held no benefit for Ahtal, so what was driving him to do so?

"What on earth is Ahtal thinking?" She murmured to herself, then heard an answer from beside her.

"It’s for someone to stop him, I suppose." The speaker was a beautiful goddess in a red dress, holding a pink bow and arrow, who gently smiled at the Goddess of Wisdom, "If Ahtal truly cares for the All-Knowing Saintess, his heart must deeply desire for someone to defeat him, so that he wouldn’t have to burn the Tree of Omniscience."

"Is that so?" The Goddess of Wisdom inquired, and the Love Goddess nodded affirmatively with a gentle, light smile:

"Every praise from Ahtal now is a show of gratitude to the gods stopping him: he’s longing for someone... no, some god to defeat him."

The Goddess of Wisdom: "..."

Why did it seem eerily plausible to think along with the Love Goddess’s words? Yet, something felt off. To understand Ahtal with such romantic reasoning seemed a bit misplaced,

Even though it explained Ahtal’s behavior.

"I’m ready to go." The Love Goddess said with a light smile, meeting the astonished gaze of the Goddess of Wisdom, "As a love deity, I cannot stand to see love in sadness."