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

"..." Ximu looked at the sad and desperate princess indifferently, and then looked around the hall, the gorgeous red carpet on the ground, the well-dressed nobles, and the alert knights.

No one here wants to die.

But life and death do not depend on them, just as they can decide the life and death of civilians at will, and he can decide the life and death of everyone present at will.

However, there is one person... an exception.

Rhodes.

A knight with an original soul has the ability to "salt" everything. As long as he causes substantial damage, it will be forced to salt.

The reason for the birth of this ability, according to the official explanation of the game, is to avoid offending the God of Contract and Wealth, and at the same time, there is a way to lend a hand to the poor.

And salt is the means that Knight Rhodes believes can obtain wealth and help more people.

Selfless giver.

Upright knight.

The sharp edge of the kingdom.

All these titles show that Rhodes is powerful as a human being, except... too strict with the duties and conscience of the knight.

Basically, there is no flaw.

By the way, Rhodes is married and has two beautiful daughters. He is not single, although he looks very young and handsome.

But he is a man with a wife and children.

"You seem to have other ideas?" Ximu turned his head and looked at a handsome knight with short silver hair. He put one hand on the knight's sword at his waist and smiled helplessly at him.

The sights of both parties overlapped into a line.

Then.

"This... is not a topic that I should participate in as a knight." Rhodes lowered his head slightly, and the silver hair on his forehead blocked his eyes.

He chose to escape.

If Akhtar threw the question to him, he would not be able to give any clear answer. Is it for the majority to eliminate the minority, or let the moving disaster continue to wreak havoc and cause more casualties.

This moral dilemma made it impossible for him to answer.

"Really." Ximu seemed to withdraw his sight in disappointment, and then he heard Rhodes say something.

"I won't let you destroy Dornomar."

"What about the moving disaster?" Ximu asked, and Rhodes answered without thinking.

"My sword will also be aimed at the moving disaster."

Ximu said: "Can we win?"

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent.

Everyone present knew that Rhodes was the strongest in this country, and they also knew that Rhodes had no chance of winning against the moving disaster.

"Akhtar, do we have to sacrifice this country?" A white-haired old man came out.

He was leaning on a cane, but his eyes were very calm.

"At the speed of the moving disaster, I'm afraid it will soon reach the kingdom, and there will be no time to sacrifice the entire country."

"Is there any way to reduce the need for sacrifice?"

It is a very stupid thing to discuss with Akhtar whether to sacrifice the entire kingdom under the current situation. The moving disaster is about to reach the kingdom, and a decision must be made as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, everyone present will die.

"Are you saying that sacrificing civilians is enough?" Ximu asked, but the old man did not answer and looked at Akhtar calmly.

The two sides were deadlocked.

"The souls of civilians are worthless." Ximu denied it, "Even if we want to reduce the number, sacrificing everyone here is the best choice."

"..."

Rhodes subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the knight's sword at his waist. He looked around at the nobles present and felt... shaken by what Akhtar said.

And at this moment.

"Bang!" The angry sound of slapping the table sounded, and the king on the throne stood up and glared at Rhodes:

"Rhodes, what do you want to do?"

Fierce on the outside, weak on the inside.

Ximu saw the king's guilty conscience at a glance. If Rhodes chose to rebel at this time, everyone present would die.

"Your Majesty, I don't want to do anything." Rhodes lowered his eyes and pulled back his hand on the knight's sword.

The nobles present also breathed a sigh of relief.

If Akhtar and Rhodes joined forces, all of them... would die. A famous hero, the strongest man in the kingdom, raised the butcher knife against them at the same time.

Then they really had no ability to resist.

"Hurry up and make a decision." Ximu glanced at the approaching sun in the sky and said in a cold voice, "Otherwise, all of you will die."

"But I don't want to die!" The princess suddenly stomped her feet, her pretty face revealed the fear of death, and the tears in the corners of her eyes slid down her cheeks.

She bit her lower lip lightly.

"Sir Akhtar, I don't want my soul to be captured and tortured by the witch of death, nor do I want to... die."

"..."

Ximu hesitated when he saw this. Looking at the pitiful princess, he seemed to have sympathy. The princess also keenly noticed this change and immediately came close to her, hugged Akhtar's arm, and said pitifully:

"Sir Akhtar, please, I really don't want to die."

"This is the most effective way." Ximu sighed, looked at the pitiful princess beside him, and couldn't help shaking his head, "But... there is also a more risky way."

"What way?" The white-haired old man next to him said excitedly, and everyone present also focused their attention on Akhtar.

As long as they don't have to die, they are willing to cooperate fully.

"I have announced that I will sacrifice the Kingdom of Donoma and summon the Witch of Death to come." Ximu calmly explained, "The Twilight Order will not sit idly by and ignore it. In order to ensure the safety of Moving Disaster, they will personally come to stop me. Sacrifice to the Kingdom of Donomah.”

He lifted his hair from his forehead and smiled evilly.

"Will you all cooperate with me to be the villain? I will announce to all the citizens that I will sacrifice them to the Witch of Death, and then let the Twilight Order be the heroes."

"And we are the villains who are going to be the sacrificial heroes."

Of course there is no problem.

Since they are not required to die, but the extremely sinful Twilight Cult is allowed to die, then they are naturally willing.

Therefore, both the king and the civil servants and knights present did not hesitate to answer.

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

"agree."

The plan is finalized and implemented immediately.

Under the pressure of death, the efficiency of the operation ran at an unimaginable speed, and in less than two hours, the decision from the top was made known to all the citizens.

Sacrificing civilians in exchange for the Death Witch taking action.

The nobles at the upper level can survive, but the common people at the bottom will... die, becoming a bargaining chip for the nobles to survive.

And the person who executed this plan was Akhtar.

What people call a hero.

…

…

at this time.

now.

The huge square in the center of the kingdom.

The statue of the Goddess of Justice stood tall, and Ximu sat cross-legged on the shoulders of the statue of the Goddess of Justice, looking at the civilians below indifferently.

Curses.

curse.

cry.

collapse.

Various expressions and emotions caught his eye. This did not make him shake, but he just felt that these NPCs were a bit noisy.

And right now.

"Akhtar, you devil!" A little girl suddenly threw out the rotten eggs, but before she could get close to Akhtar, she was suddenly burned to ashes.

"Shut up!" The members of the Knights around the square immediately took action and pushed the little girl to the ground.

Although the style of this world is very close to that of the Middle Ages,... it is extremely unequal in terms of force. It is very similar to the modern situation. It is difficult for civilians to be hostile to the army with thermal weapons.

It is naturally difficult for civilians in this world to be hostile to knights with magical powers. Even if everyone resists together, it will be difficult to cause actual harm to the knights.

Ximu didn't mind this, he held his cheek with one hand, looked at the civilians under control, and then closed his eyes.

He seemed to be resting, turning a blind eye to the cruel scene before him.

…

…

An hour later, after Akhtar walked out of the palace.

"Akhtar, are you really planning to sacrifice this country?" Suna put her hands on her knees and panted:

"You will lose..." Before she could finish her words, Akhtar interrupted her next words.

"It doesn't matter if you are a hero, right?"

Su Na: "..."

"Do you have a better way?" Ximu asked, "As long as you can make the gods come, I will stop the plan immediately."

Suna bit her lower lip and didn't answer.

"It is indeed the case." Ximu sighed and explained to Suna, "I changed the sacrifice target to the Twilight Believers, but attracting that group of people will take a certain amount of time and must slow down the source of fear."

He gives orders to Suna.

"Collect the souls of the divided demons, restore the strength of the divided demons as much as possible, and delay the footsteps of the source of fear as much as possible."

"But, I don't know where the soul of the divided demon is." Suna looked confused. "And I have no way to quickly rush to various places to collect the souls of the divided devil."

"No, you can." Ximu summoned the little mare, looked at the tall body of the little mare, and said to Suna:

"Your partner will help you."

"..."

The little mare's hooves scraped the ground, her eyes showing a trace of confusion. What happened, what was she going to do to help Suna.

Not sure.

"Partner, I'll leave it to you next." Ximu didn't explain, but touched the young mare's neck, then turned and left.

Suna was left staring at the filly.

"In short... it's to save the world." Su Na thought for a while and explained concisely, "We are going to go around the world to find the souls of demons."

She climbed onto the back of the eight-legged mare.

"Let's go, partner."

Who is your partner?

The little mare shook her body dissatisfied. A mere human was worthy of being her partner, but she was only a little dissatisfied.

It's better to cooperate with Suna to find the devil's soul.

"Anyway, go over there first!" Su Na pointed in a direction, "The goddess gave me the inspiration..."

The words have not yet finished.

"Boom!" A thunderous roar echoed through the sky, and spider cracks were dented on the stone-paved ground. In the blink of an eye, the mountains and rivers were reversed, and they appeared in a strange place.

From Su Na's perspective, the picture in her eyes changed into one frame after another. Every time it appeared, it was a strange scenery, and the speed was incredible.

This is known as the fastest horse in the world.

…

…

at the same time.

on the other side.

A noble mansion in the royal city of Donoma.

In the basement.

"What should we do?" A Dusk believer intertwined his fingers and put his elbows on the table, asking his colleagues present.

"If Akhtar's sacrifice is successful and the Witch of Death is summoned, our plan will fail."

"The Witch of Death may not be able to defeat the Source of Fear, right?" Someone retorted, "After all, the Witch of Death's body is still sealed between life and death, and she doesn't have the power of her heyday at all."

"The God of Blood thinks so too." A Dusk believer next to him complained, twitching his mouth, "You have seen the consequences, I was almost stabbed to death by the Witch of Death's finger, and the Source of Fear may not be stronger than the God of Blood."

"But didn't the Segment Demon also fail to gain the upper hand?" A Dusk believer with glasses and a gentle temperament asked, but was knocked on the head by his colleague next to him, and said with regret:

"A demon who needs to be forced to commit suicide, and a witch who was barely sealed, are these two comparable?"

The atmosphere fell silent.

The Dusk believers present fell into silence, and they looked at each other for a few times until the Dusk believer in the lead spoke.

"Ahtar's sacrifice must not be successful, otherwise the Witch of Death will be summoned and our plan will fail."

He made a decision.

"Report the situation and let those adults take action to get rid of Ahtar."

"Second!"

"Second!"

"Second!"

The Twilight believers present immediately took action and reported the news to the senior figures of the Twilight Church.

Then they got a clear answer.

Destroy the Kingdom of Dornomar in advance to ensure that Ahtar cannot hold the sacrifice ceremony smoothly, and the senior figures will also take action to encircle Ahtar.

Two-pronged approach to ensure that Ahtar cannot summon the Witch of Death.

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Sandstone Village.

Suna pursed her lips, tightly grasped the silver dagger in her hand, and looked at the Twilight believers surrounding him.

Why would the Twilight believers ambush here in advance?

With their ability, there should be no way to divine the location of the soul of the divided demon in advance.

But the reality is that the Twilight believers are waiting in advance.

"Are you wondering why we are here in advance?" A playful voice came, and a nun walked out from the dusk believers.

She crossed her hands in front of her belly.

"Not only can you tell fortunes, we can also reverse our fate from the end to the present."

"..."

Suna pursed her lips.

Then.

"Can you beat them?" A doubtful female voice sounded from her ear, which made Suna stunned for a moment. She turned her head and looked at the mare who was talking beside her.

"Probably... I can't!"

"..." The mare rolled her eyes, and her ponytail swung gently, asking Suna, who had no confidence, "Can we beat them?"

Suna answered immediately: "No."

Her ability is death return, and the fate prayer she learned is also related to fortune-telling fate, and the lethality is average.

In response, the mare's tail drooped, and the white holy light submerged her body, making it impossible to see the specific transformation. Only milky white long hair fell in the holy light, and then a pair of straight and slender legs stepped out.

Then.

Blood splattered.

Suna touched her bloody cheek and looked at the bodies of the Twilight believers around her, not understanding what had happened.

"Hurry up and collect the soul of the Segment Demon." The mare lifted her milky white hair and said calmly:

"Don't waste too much time."

"Thank you, Sleipnir," Suna breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled gently at the mare, "In the future, I will definitely..."

"Don't pay attention to these insignificant things!" The mare rolled her eyes coquettishly and dragged Suna to start looking for the demon soul.

She said something to Suna by the way.

"By the way, don't tell Akhtar that I can transform into a human form and speak, otherwise I will kick you to death with one hoof."

"Why can't you tell me?" Suna took out a blue gem from the dead body of the Twilight believer and looked in the direction of the sun. She saw a shadow sealed inside the sapphire, which was consistent with the appearance of the Segment Demon.

The mare fell silent after hearing this, and then muttered:

"I lied to Akhtar before, saying that I couldn't transform into a human form or speak, but now I can't explain why I lied to him."

At this point, she glared at Suna.

"Remember not to say it."

"Yes!" Suna nodded quickly, not daring to refuse at all. Now the mare is not only the divine horse that takes her away, but also the guard that protects her.

Whatever the mare says, that's what it means.