After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

"Did the three goddesses of fate give you any revelation?" Ximu sat up and asked calmly, but Su Na fell silent.

He changed his wording again.

"Did you predict the danger yourself?"

"Yes." Su Na nodded and admitted that she could not make up revelations in the name of the three goddesses of fate, which was disrespectful to the three goddesses of fate, but there was no problem in making up the danger she predicted.

"As expected of the "candidate" saint of fate, your ability is outstanding." Ximu nodded and looked at the meaningless words on the bedside.

"Your ability is also foresight type, right?"

"The word candidate is redundant!" Su Na frowned, and then said as if to fight back:

"In terms of ability and foresight, I may be better than your teacher Hecate." She was very confident. If Hecate was in control of the reversal trajectory of fate, then she was experiencing fate in person and then changing it again.

So, she was really not bragging.

"Really? That's really amazing." Ximu smiled gently. He didn't care about what Su Na said at all. Instead, he felt like coaxing a child.

In response, Su Na's expression collapsed.

However, she didn't tell her ability because it would bring her a lot of danger.

The ability of returning from death is too cheating.

"Let's talk about it in detail, why can't we approach the God of Terror casually." Ximu took the initiative to change the subject.

"After we see the God of Terror, the source of fear will appear directly and stab us to death directly." Su Na recalled the figure of the source of fear, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she couldn't help feeling fear.

This doesn't mean that her willpower is not good, but facing the terrifying existence of the god level, facing the crazy will that burns everything, anyone will feel scared.

"Don't be afraid, that's just the foreseen future." Ximu pressed on Su Na's fragrant shoulders and smiled gently.

"If you are really worried, why don't you let me face the source of fear and wait for me in reality."

"No." Suna shook her head decisively, "I want to stay by your side, otherwise I may not have the courage..."

She didn't say the following words, otherwise she would expose her ability. In her current state, as long as she is separated from Akhtar, she may not dare to continue to return from death and face the source of fear.

So she must be with Akhtar.

"Is our relationship improving so fast?" Ximu seemed to misunderstand the meaning of Suna's expression and said in surprise:

"You don't have the courage to leave me?"

Suna: "..."

"Continue to dream." Waving his hand, Ximu changed the subject by himself and lay back on the bed before closing his eyes.

"Wait, let's discuss the battle plan first." Suna shook her head and raised a finger under Ximu's gaze, "I suspect that the source of fear suddenly appeared because the God of Terror saw you, causing the fear in your heart to suddenly magnify and attract the attention of the source of fear."

She showed her mature side.

"This time, let me approach the God of Fear first, so that the God of Fear can be mentally prepared."

"Then you can go to the God of Fear in the dream again."

Ximu thought for a moment, then nodded: "Then you can go to the dream with peace of mind, I will protect your safety by the bed."

His eyes subconsciously fell on Suna's full fruit.

"Don't worry, I won't mess with you."

If you don't say this, I'm not worried.

Suna's expression collapsed. She hadn't thought much about it, but now that Akhtar said that, she began to worry that she would lie on the bed and fall asleep, and Akhtar next to her could do whatever he wanted to her. This is really... a little worrying.

But as a hero, Akhtar should not attack her, and Akhtar has so many beautiful beauties who like him.

There is no reason to attack her.

"Or...you go to guard outside the door?" She crossed her chest with one arm, which made the fruit more plump, and gently turned her cheek.

"It's not that I don't trust you. You brought it up first. I didn't think too much about it, so you can't blame me."

"Okay, I'll go outside." Ximu got out of bed and left the room. Seeing this, Suna felt a little guilty.

Why doubt the character of a hero? According to the legend of the bard, Akhtar is not a man who covets beauty, otherwise he would have attacked Aslaqi, the queen of the Sky City, and Leticia, the queen of the Iris Kingdom.

They are all first-class beauties.

Close your eyes.

Suna lay on the bed, interlaced her hands, and posed a pious prayer, and then began to dream.

Her consciousness was drowsy, as if she had fallen into the depths of the sea, and past memories and pictures flashed, until...

Woke up in a dream.

Frightened believers in black robes came and went around, and the moonlight from the cold moon in the sky revealed a loneliness that went deep into her bones.

This is the world in the mind of the God of Fear, the embodiment of the God of Fear's consciousness and personality.

He is really a very bad person... No, he is a god.

Suna pursed her lips and ran quickly towards the castle on the distant mountain. This time she wanted to get in touch with the God of Fear as soon as possible.

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Reality.

Ximu walked out of the hotel, walked out of the town in the face of the oncoming snow and wind, and came to the frozen riverside.

He leaned against the old tree by the river and waited for a moment.

"Lord Akhtar, what are your orders?" A doll girl hung upside down from a branch and met Akhtar's gaze.

"In the Blood Pope's crater, there is a demon who is pretending to be dead. You send people to help him resurrect." Ximu gave the order.

"Then, you don't have to follow me for the time being."

"Huh?" The doll girl was stunned and looked at Akhtar, as if to confirm whether Akhtar was serious.

In response, Ximu calmly ordered: "Don't worry, just carry out the order, resurrect the demon as soon as possible, and then announce the news of his resurrection to the whole world."

"..."

The doll girl hesitated for a moment, looked at Akhtar's unquestionable eyes, lowered her head obediently, and said softly:

"yes."

"Go." Waving his hand, Ximu turned and left, and the doll girl said quickly when she saw this.

"Lord Akhtar, based on reliable intelligence, the Twilight Order has sent troublesome senior officials to unseal the source of fear."

"..."

Ximu didn't answer and disappeared into the snow.

Seeing this, the doll girl hesitated for a moment, and then contacted the Death Witch through her clone. After getting the Death Witch's permission, she gave up the idea of ​​following Akhtar secretly.

Originally, I secretly followed Akhtar in order to protect Akhtar from accidents, ensure that Akhtar, the mastermind behind the scenes, could survive safely, so that the Death Order's plan could be carried out smoothly.

"Forget it, I'm just a little person, I just carry out orders." The doll girl muttered. Although she could easily kill Akhtar with her strength, who let Akhtar have the Witch of Death on his back? , is also a conspirator who intends to subvert the world. The combination of various attributes makes her very awe of Akhtar.

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Dreamland.

The door was slowly pushed open.

Suna felt her arm shaking when she pushed the door open, fearing that she would see the source of fear again and be shot to death.

But she made her decision.

The door is fully pushed open.

The expected spear and flames did not appear, only the frightened god hiding in the bed and covering himself with a quilt.

It's safe.

"It's the God of Dreams who helps you sneak into my dream." The God of Fear, who was hiding in the quilt, said in a low voice:

"Are you here to save me?"

"No, I'm just here to tell you a fact." Su Na's voice was terrifyingly calm, and she said to the God of Fear:

"Actually, the Lord of Ashes who you foresee the future is just a deception that the Goddess of Lies and Akhtar united to deceive you."

"The Lord of Ashes that you are afraid of...no, worried about is not real."

"..."

The God of Fear was silent for a moment and asked: "Can fabricated lies be so true?"

"Lies can't be deceived if they don't seem to be true." Su Na explained softly, and the God of Fear stopped trembling after hearing this.

Ask her.

"Then how do you prove that you are not lying to me now?"

"I can ask Akhtar to come and explain to you in person." Suna's voice was as gentle as possible, fearing that the sensitive God of Fear would have violent mood swings, causing the source of fear to come and stab her to death with a spear.

To this, the God of Terror gave an answer.

"It's too late, you'd better hurry up and escape."

"Huh?" Su Na was stunned for a moment, and then got a surprising answer.

"The barrier that sealed the source of fear has been shattered." The God of Terror replied, "If you don't wake up immediately, your body will probably be... burned to ashes."

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Reality.

"What on earth is going on?" Suna stood up from the ruins of the hotel, her pupils reflected the burning fire, everything was burning.

And right now.

"Wake up...it's too slow." A gentle male voice came from behind. Suna subconsciously turned her head and saw Akhtar holding his broken arm and smiling helplessly at him. He looked up. All around.

"I didn't expect that the Twilight Order would reach cooperation with the Source of Fear. Now...it's really a dead end."

He smiled at Suna.

"Run away, I'll hold them back."

escape?

Suna followed Akhtar's gaze and saw a giant who seemed to have transformed from lava, casting a playful look at her.

"Kill my brother, do you think you can leave alive?" A playful laugh came, and Su Na turned around again.

The visitor was a vampire wearing a black windbreaker, with sharp fangs and a dark aura. His posture was elegant and calm.

The legendary vampire Count Dracula.

"Thank you for letting us think of a better way to burn the world." Joyous laughter came, and a red-bearded dwarf came over, followed by a cute little dwarf girl.

"Akhtar, we should thank you."

"Maybe this is the price of lying." Ridicule came from the other side. The person who came was a man wearing an eyepatch and holding a large serrated knife.

He grinned, showing sharp teeth.

Sharkman Hawk Jones is a death row inmate of the fishman clan. He was the criminal who humiliated the mermaid princess to death five hundred years ago. He has been wanted by the mermaid clan for five hundred years and has survived unscathed.

"Ha~ Are you worthy of killing us?" Ximu laughed mockingly, and the sword of death in his hand ignited with black flames.

He said to Suna beside him:

"You go first, I'll deal with them."

Let’s go, how?

Suna looked around and found that all her retreat routes were blocked, and there was no chance to escape.

"Don't stand there, go." Ximu's voice became even colder, making Suna look around in panic, trying to find a chance to escape.

Well, there was no way to escape.

"How about... let's go together?" Suna whispered, "Summon your eight-legged horse?"

"No." Ximu shook his head and looked at the lava giant in the distance, "As long as I ride on my partner, he will immediately be stimulated to release the Sword of Light, and then none of us will be able to escape."

He showed a look of fearlessness.

"You still have a chance to escape." After saying that, he rushed out directly and collided with the red-bearded dwarf.

The greatsword and the giant hammer collided, and red and black flames burst out at the intersection, covering all vision.

Seeing this, Suna began to run away without hesitation. She couldn't stay and drag her feet. As for returning from death... it's not possible for the time being.

This is not because the skill of Death Return has a cooldown time, but she needs to figure out the situation to facilitate the next Death Return and prepare in advance.

A moment later.

"Boom!" Thunderous roar, accompanied by the explosion of hot flames, the spreading shock wave carried the flames, and before Suna could react, she was blown away by her whole body, like a kite with a broken string.

"Ah!" Suna screamed as she was swept up in the sky by the flames. She saw Akhtar grinning wildly, fighting fiercely with the Twilight Cult and the vampire Count Dracula, risking his life to delay time for her.

Pursing her lips, Suna turned around in the air, landed steadily on the ground, and continued to run away without looking back.

She could not live up to Akhtar's trust. She must figure out all the situations before loading the file, so as to ensure the safety of the next Death Return.

It should be like this.

The footsteps stopped suddenly.

"..." Suna looked desperately at the one-eyed source of fear riding an eight-legged horse in front of her.

Why is it such a coincidence?

The source of fear glanced at the ants that ran close to him, and did not swing his spear. The fire reflected in his pupils made the approaching ants spontaneously combust and turned into ashes.

He is now feeling the real flame of ashes.

The group of dusk believers not only unsealed him, but also offered the power of the fire giant Surtur, turning him into firewood.

Now he can really use the power of the flame of ashes.

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The ethereal consciousness converged.

Suna pursed her lips and looked at her fingers pressing on the head of the bed. She looked very desperate. What kind of hell is this difficulty.

"Akhtar, don't sleep yet!" She quickly pushed Akhtar, who closed his eyes on the bed, and then explained in Akhtar's dissatisfied eyes.

"I think before meeting the God of Terror, I need to confirm whether the environment is safe."