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

Outside the city of Dornomar.

The shark man carried the Sword of Light dripping with magma, and his expression was very tangled. He looked at the woman wearing a cloak and a mysterious aura beside him and said:

"Let me fight with Akhtar...are you serious?" He pointed at himself, "If Akhtar recklessly unlocks the Sword of Light, I will definitely die."

Although he also has the Sword of Light, there is still a huge difference compared to the Sword of Light in Akhtar's hand.

In response, the cloaked woman stretched out her hand, and a bat landed on her fingertips, explaining:

"You are not the only one fighting, Count Dracula will also help you solve Akhtar."

The shark man looked at the bat and did not give an answer.

He didn't even know who Count Dracula was, but he didn't want to face Akhtar alone. Although he wanted to burn the world to ashes and create a better world, it didn't mean that he was willing to sacrifice himself calmly.

Compared with the fanatical believers of the dusk, he still has a certain degree of rationality and wants to witness the world being burned by the fire giant Surtur.

"Don't worry, I will personally deal with Akhtar." Bat suddenly said, "Akhtar killed my brother."

His voice was too calm.

"Even if you want to kill Akhtar yourself, I can't allow this to happen."

"Akhtar must die in my hands."

"..."

Scratching his head, the shark man sighed and said, "Okay, but I'll just play a supporting role. Don't expect me to fight Akhtar head-on."

"Humph." Bat snorted coldly and flapped his wings to fly towards the direction of Dornomar City.

Seeing this, the shark man sighed, inserted the sword of light flowing with magma into the ground, clasped his hands slightly, and his cheeks bulged.

After taking a deep breath, he suddenly spit out a water dragon, circling into the sky and colliding with the clouds.

Heavy rain fell.

"Let's go." The shark man didn't waste any words, pulled out the sword of light that was inserted into the ground, and rushed towards the direction of the royal city.

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"Bang!" There was a heavy sound of falling, and the hard concrete ground cracked, spreading like a spider web.

Ximu, who was sitting cross-legged on the right shoulder of the statue, looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a man with elegant clothes, slightly pale hair, and vicissitudes of temperament walked out.

He drew the sword from his waist.

"Akhtar, why did you kill my brother?"

"Who?" Ximu asked doubtfully, and then shook his head, "I have killed too many people, and it is impossible to remember them all, unless they are strong people worth remembering."

The atmosphere became cold.

Count Dracula looked at the man sitting on the statue, the rain slid down his cheek, and his scarlet eyes revealed angry murderous intent.

This man killed his brother, but he didn't have any impression of his brother at all. He should have reacted directly when he saw his face and breath.

"Akhtar, what do you think of life!"

"Sorry." A helpless voice came from the side. Count Dracula looked unhappy and saw a handsome silver-haired knight coming over and pulling out a knight's sword inlaid with golden patterns.

"I can't let you disturb the ceremony."

"Hahaha!" Count Dracula laughed in anger and waved his hand. The dark mist spread, and countless bats flew and bit the people in the square.

"Ahhh... Help!"

"Don't come over!"

"Don't bite below!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it bleeds!"

The square became panic in an instant.

And Rhodes also reacted. The knight's sword in his hand emitted white crystals, and it shot out like lightning, and the sword directly penetrated the air.

With the ability of saltization, he could end the battle as long as he could hit Count Dracula once.

In the rainstorm mixed with black fog, Count Dracula and Knight Rhodes started a fair fight. The colliding swords flashed in the black fog, like fireworks in the night sky.

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

The sharkman stood on a tall building, his eyes locked on Akhtar sitting on the statue. If he suddenly launched a sneak attack now.

He should have a chance to kill Akhtar.

Thinking of this.

"Since I've given you a chance, I can't miss it." Saying so to himself, the sharkman clenched the sword of light flowing with magma in his hand.

He immediately unsealed the sword of light without hesitation.

The fire instantly split the rain curtain and hit the statue in the center of the square directly. The statue of the goddess of justice was swallowed up in an instant, and the remaining force crushed more than a dozen tall buildings.

It succeeded... No, it didn't succeed.

On the contrary.

"Fuck!" The sharkman jumped off the tall building, followed by a hot dragon breath that penetrated the tall building he was in.

His feet fell, and the ground collapsed.

"Didn't you say you don't plan to fight me to death?"

A playful laugh came, and the shark man swung the sword of light flowing with magma in his hand without thinking, and slashed it towards the place where the sound came from.

His judgment was correct.

The swinging sword of light just blocked Akhtar's sword, and the sparks burst out, illuminating their cheeks.

However.

The shark man found that there was another Akhtar behind him through the reflection of Akhtar's pupils, and slashed him fiercely with a sword.

Without thinking.

The shark man suddenly pulled away, but the arm holding the Sword of Light was still cut off. The gushing blood mixed with the rain, dyeing the ground red.

The Sword of Light flowing with magma pierced into the ground, and was immediately kicked away by Akhtar, piercing out like a bullet and embedded in the wall at the end of the road.

What on earth is going on.

Why are there two Akhtars, and their auras are so close.

Before he could think about it.

The two Akhtars had already launched a siege on him, two great swords of death, two spears that penetrated immortality, and two swords of light.

"Count Dracula, save me!" The shark man shouted, covering his broken arm, and turned around without hesitation and began to run away.

He did not expect that in his first battle with Akhtar, one of his arms would be cut off directly, and the Sword of Light would be lost.

He should have more advantages with the more versatile Sword of Light, why did he fall into a disadvantage at the first encounter?

This is not in line with common sense.

However, no matter how unreasonable it is, the fact that he is at a disadvantage cannot be changed.

The spear that penetrates the immortal pierces through.

The condensed wind tore open the shark man's chest and directly penetrated his heart. The fleeing shark man fell to the ground powerlessly, his pupils dilated and lost his breath of life.

"If you had more courage to fight, you wouldn't die so quickly." Ximu pulled out the spear that penetrated the immortal that was inserted into the ground.

How to evaluate the strength of the shark man? The paper data is very strong. Not only does he have extraordinary magic power, but he also has the ability to trigger a "tsunami". In addition, he holds a second-rate sword of light. He is a strong man in any country.

Analyzing the strength on paper, there is no doubt that the shark man is stronger, but the actual battle is two different things.

As a superior race among the fish people, the shark man is more cherishing his life and is restrained in battle. He can be very powerful when he is in a favorable situation, but if he realizes that he may lose, he will fall into a state of panic.

All his thoughts are focused on escaping.

"Hey... that woman, is that all?" Ximu turned his head and looked at the end of the road, where the Twilight Sister was trying to secretly take away the inferior Sword of Light.

"If that's all, you can't stop me." He smiled maliciously, pressing his fingers on his temples.

"Try harder, don't let me down."

"..." The nun was stunned when she heard this, but after confirming that Akhtar had no intention of attacking, she felt a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.

"Yes, Lord Akhtar." She bowed respectfully, "I will definitely find a way to make you happy."

After saying that, she hurriedly began to run away.

It was completely beyond her expectation that the shark man was killed so easily, because the shark man's strength should not be like this.

At this moment, a team of knights rushed over, and from their firm expressions, it can be seen that they were ready for a fight to the death.

"Take the body away." Ximu pointed at the body of the shark man and ordered the knights who came, "Remember not to let the Dusk Cult take the body away."

The leading knight captain was slightly stunned, but after seeing the body of the shark man, he still responded and ordered his subordinates to move the body of the shark man away.

Then they heard the order to expel him.

"Just take care of the body, don't disturb me from fighting." Ximu turned around and left, leaving the team of knights present, not knowing how to react.

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On the other side.

Outside the city.

"For the mission of burning the world." The nun looked at the handsome young man with blue curly hair in front of her and handed over the inferior sword of light in her hand.

"Go and kill Akhtar."

"Where is Hawk Jones?" The young man with blue curly hair asked. He remembered that the inferior sword of light was held by the shark man Hawk Jones.

Now it was handed to him by the nun.

"Dead." The nun whispered, "He was too careless and was killed by Akhtar. Please be careful."

"Really?" The blue-haired young man smiled, took the sword of light handed to him, and headed towards the royal city.

"Leave it to me."

There should be no problem this time.

The nun looked at the back of the blue-haired young man. The person she chose this time was called Machirizoer. He was a famous summoner who had the ability to force a contract with all living things.

He controlled a large number of powerful monsters.

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First of all, you can't fight in close combat.

While walking in the rain, Machirizoer calmly analyzed how to fight next.

With the powerful close combat ability mastered by Akhtar, if he got too close to Akhtar, he would be easily killed by a single blow.

So he had to hide his true form, and then let his contracted monsters consume Akhtar's magic power. When Akhtar's magic power was consumed to a certain extent, he would use the inferior Sword of Light to kill Akhtar.

Analysis completed.

"Come out, my slaves."

With a clap of his hands, the shadow behind Machirizoar spread and turned into a door, and huge monsters walked out of the door.

"Go, kill Akhtar." He gave the order, and then immediately moved strategically, leaving only the shadow door open, allowing the contracted monsters to pour into the city.

Heavy rain was falling.

The sun, which was parallel to the ground, was approaching, and the spreading high temperature made the falling rain scalding hot, and white mist emerged.

The source of fear is about to come completely.

"Roar!" The monster roared, black flames burst out from its neck, and then a large amount of blood spurted out, and its head fell to the ground.

Ximu landed on his feet, and behind him were the remains of the monsters. It was difficult to tell how many corpses there were.

But it's definitely over a hundred.

"Akhtar, I heard that you have the fastest divine horse in the world, right?" The provocative words came, and a ewe came out of the corner and came to Ximu with graceful steps, "I am right Your mount is very interested."

"Are you alone?" Ximu didn't care about the provocation, and his cold eyes seemed to be locked on Ma Qilizor behind the scenes through the eyes of a ewe, and said:

"Why don't you send more strong men to deal with me at once?"

"We have no reason to waste too much manpower." Machizor answered through the ewe.

However, in fact, it was... short of manpower. Although they still dispatched manpower urgently, they were not assembled so quickly after all.

"Really?" Ximu shook his head, killed the ewe with a sword, turned around and walked into the alley, heading towards Ma Qili Zor's hiding place.

He understood that the NPC Machizor had the ability to control the contract object, but this control was limited by distance, and he would usually find a place to hide before the battle started.

The place of choice is often the basement.

Therefore, as long as the demon wolf is dispatched, wanders around the nearby basement, and senses a threat, or an existence with the aura of life, it can basically be determined that it is the hiding place of Machizor.

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Soon after.

In a basement.

"Where did Akhtar go?" Machizor's pupils moved at high speed, sharing vision with the contracted monsters, trying to find Akhtar who had lost his trace.

Then footsteps were heard outside the basement.

Found!

Machizor immediately realized that Akhtar had found his hiding place, and subconsciously reached out to pick up the defective Sword of Light placed on the table.

However, before his fingers touched the sword of light, the blazing dragon's breath overwhelmed him and the entire basement turned into a sea of ​​fire.

From the outside, it looked like a tall building suddenly burst into flames, as if a match was lit, and the entire building was ignited.

After a while.

Ximu held the Sword of Light in one hand and walked out of the blazing sea of ​​fire. He looked around and found that he was surrounded by more than a dozen people.

He smiled evilly.

"Finally it looks a little fun."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense with him!" More than a dozen people also immediately launched a siege. They wanted to get rid of Akhtar in the shortest possible time. They could not let Akhtar escape, nor give Akhtar a chance to summon death. The witch.

For the great wish to burn the world.

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"Boom!" A grid-like slash cut into pieces of the blazing sea of ​​fire, and was immediately submerged by the monstrous flames. A spear that seemed to penetrate heaven and earth was thrown out, carrying the dividing demon, and penetrated several mountains.

immediately.

The spear flew back and landed on the palm of the Source of Fear, while the Split Demon knelt on his knees, covering his bleeding chest with one hand.

Can't win.

The Divided Demon realized this and prepared to strategically move. Any damage he caused to the Source of Fear would have no meaning to the Source of Fear.

God has no concept of death.

The source of fear born from the heart of the God of Terror also has no concept of death. No matter how powerful his attack power is, there is no way to kill the source of fear.

What's more, his attack power is not as strong as the source of fear.

"I'll fight you again when I'm back to my prime." The Split Demon wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to the indifferent source of fear in the distance:

"My uncle's soul is not yet..." Before he could finish his words, an eight-legged horse fell down like lightning.

"This is your soul!" Suna, who was sitting on the back of the little mare, stretched out her white and tender palm, and saw a few crystal-like stones on it.

Divide the Demon: "..."

Isn't it just too much of a coincidence that this person came on horseback? He just prepared to make a strategic move, and in the end, part of his soul just happened to be sent to him.

"Please hold on for now." Su Na requested seriously, "I will help you find all your souls as soon as possible."

"How long will it take?" After dividing the demon, he threw the crystal stone into his mouth and ate it, and then he heard Suna's reply.

"It only takes a day."

"Okay." The Split Demon nodded. Feeling the restored power, he rushed out again and continued to fight the source of fear.

If he could completely regain his strength, he would be confident of defeating the source of fear.

Sorry, I lied to you.

Su Na looked at the Split Demon who continued to fight, and lowered her head in shame. She could only go back to twenty-four hours ago, and now there was not enough time to help the Split Demon collect souls.

"Let's go." She touched the little mare's neck and headed towards the Kingdom of Donoma.

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"If you don't work harder, I will summon the Witch of Death!" Ximu laughed wildly, grabbing the cheek of a Twilight believer with one hand, and falling down from the tall building.

"Bang!" The blazing fire engulfed the Dusk Believers' heads, and his body turned in the air, looking at the several Dusk Believers rushing towards him below.

He grinned evilly, with firelight leaking from his teeth.

"Get out of the way!" Several Twilight believers who rushed over shouted and fled in all directions. Then the hot dragon breath washed along the gaps between the tall buildings, blooming gorgeous flames in the city of Dornomar. Several tall buildings nearby seemed to be lit candles.

"Hahaha!!!" The joyful laughter echoed, and Akhtar shot out from the firelight and caught up with a fleeing Twilight believer.

The two sides ran wildly along the street, walking side by side.

"Goodbye." Ximu's voice was unexpectedly gentle, but his hand was merciless. He grabbed the back of the Twilight believer's head and pressed it hard on the hard concrete ground, leaving a long bloody ditch on the ground.

Immediately, the palm of his hand burst into a hot ash flame, burning the Twilight believer directly into ashes.