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

To die.

Aegeus looked up at the sky, his pupils reflecting the sun in the sky, and fell into despair. With Akhtar now being stimulated to the point of madness, he was probably so angry that he would involve the Fenrir Kingdom and want to burn everything.

"Tick!" The sweat dripped down his forehead and dripped down his cheeks onto the stone slabs on the ground, and instantly evaporated into white smoke.

When the sun fell to the ground, it would be enough to burn the entire royal city in an instant.

Despair.

Powerless.

Confused.

The residents of the Fenrir Kingdom looked up at the sun in the sky and fell into... confusion.

It was too late to escape.

"God, save us!" Someone sent a cry for help to life, and now only the arrival of God can save them.

Otherwise.

"Ha~ Don't worry, I'll send you to see them now." A hearty male voice came, and a man jumped high, his right arm clenched into a fist, and the exposed blue veins seemed like swimming green snakes.

Then, a shocking scene appeared.

The sun that is about to fall into the royal city.

And the man who punched the sun.

"Boom!" The moment the fist intersected the sun, the falling sun was pierced, and the flames spread all over the sky, sweeping towards all directions of the sky.

The sky was dyed red at this moment.

"Hercules?"

Aegeus in the palace recognized the man who punched the sun and fell into deeper despair. In the past, there was a hero who went through the twelve tests of the gods and became a hero that attracted worldwide attention. Unfortunately, he suddenly went crazy and killed his children and wife with his own hands, and then disappeared.

A very sad story.

However, as a king, Aegeus knew that Hercules, who was hailed as a hero, joined the Church of Dusk and became a high-level figure in the Church of Dusk in a real sense.

Such an existence descended on the Kingdom of Fenrir and had to fight a fierce battle with Akhtar.

Then there was no reason for the Kingdom of Fenrir to survive.

At the same time,

Outside the Land of Fenrir, a tall red-haired woman, holding the long sword in her hand tightly, kicked the ground with both feet, and shot out like a bullet. The blade then cut through the air and slashed towards Hercules who was about to fall.

The two sides' eyes met, and their pupils reflected each other's appearance, and then they collided without hesitation.

Fist and long sword.

Demon and witch.

"Boom!" The roar that shook the world, and the spreading shock wave caused many buildings in the Kingdom of Fenrir to collapse, causing many people to be buried alive.

Fortunately, this knife was worth it.

Hercules was knocked away by this sudden knife, and his body flew backwards and disappeared in the range of the Kingdom of Fenrir. There was no need to worry about him fighting to the death with Akhtar.

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Blood flowed down his arm and dripped onto the white snow. Hercules crossed his arm with one hand, looked at Mist who was walking towards him, and smiled generously: "Is this the power of the disordered witch?"

He squeezed his healed arm.

"Still...really strong."

"…" Mist did not respond, and raised the long knife in her hand coldly. She had to kill Hercules quickly and rush back to help Akhtar.

"You are also a person like me who has the power of "others" in your body." Hercules grinned, squatted down and inserted his hand into the ground, then suddenly pulled it hard, and a stone axe appeared.

This is the power of mastering density. Even the mud that can be seen everywhere can be formed into extremely solid materials under his power.

"I used to think that the power of "others" was nothing more than following the path of the strong in the past, but then I found... something was wrong."

The stone axe swung lightly, and the density changed, turning into a powerful shock wave, but it was split by Misty's sword.

But Hercules did not stop talking, and continued:

"We are just the test subjects of the witch trying to revive the demons and witches in the past. You also met that woman, right?"

No answer.

The long sword in Misty's hand had already been slashed. She had no interest in discussing with Hercules, but just wanted to kill Hercules as soon as possible.

In this regard, Hercules had no choice but to fight. He originally wanted to discuss the identity of the woman with Misty, a fellow.

But now he can only focus on fighting.

The long sword and the axe clashed, two strong men who exceeded the limit of human beings, and their speed was faster than sound, and just moving made the air whine.

In the first confrontation, the thick snow was blown away.

In the second collision, the earth was torn apart by the shock wave.

The third battle, the battlefield has fallen into a vacuum.

Except for two strong men who surpassed the peak of human beings, even the air could not get close. The power from disorder and density made the physical laws of the battlefield begin to become weird.

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At the same time.

In the country of Fenrir.

Square.

"Ah, help!" Everywhere you look are burning corpses, and the living people who have not yet died are struggling painfully on the ground, making creepy wails.

But the instigator was unmoved.

Ximu looked at the nun's white neck and lifted her up high. His cold eyes seemed to have crazy flames burning.

This man is going crazy.

The nun tried hard to pry the hand that was pinching her neck, and she shed tears in pain, but mixed with joy. She knew that the hero Akhtar had begun to collapse in his heart and was about to be completely infected by the fire of ashes.

"Akhtar, you have also fallen." The corners of her mouth curled up in pleasure, completely unconcerned that she was about to be killed.

"You wouldn't implicate innocent people before."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Ximu pinched the nun's hand and gradually increased the strength, his pupils burning more and more crazily, "In the future, I will find a way to kill all the Twilight believers, including the flame giant Surtur. Kill them too."

His body began to turn red, as if it had turned into coals of fire.

"You all go to hell." As soon as he finished speaking, the palms of his hands burst out with fiery flames of destruction, burning the nuns into ashes.

Then he put his hands together, and the shadow behind him began to expand, and Miss Black Knife and another self appeared, and then the three of them started massacring in different directions.

Probably for the sake of the authenticity of the disguise, so that he would not suspect that Leticia was disguised, the Dusk Church sent a large number of believers to the Kingdom of Fenrir.

"Boom!" The blazing flames were like a river bursting its banks, rushing into the alley. Several Dusk believers who had no time to escape were drawn in and turned into ashes in an instant.

And right there in the fire.

"Akhtar, you...are crazy." The red-haired dwarf walked out with a solemn expression. He looked at Akhtar who had no scruples and began to have a headache.

Now this unscrupulous man is very difficult to threaten, and he is extremely malicious towards Twilight believers.

To this.

"I'm very calm." Ximu raised his hand and brushed the black hair from his forehead. Firelight leaked from the gaps between his teeth. When the red-haired dwarf rushed to the side, the blazing dragon's breath penetrated through Fenrir's royal city. .

"That's not necessarily the case." A frivolous male voice came, and Maqi Lizor walked from the side with a provocative smile.

"But we can send you to see Leticia."

He turned his head and looked not far away.

"Right." The questioning voice fell, and the masonry on the ground began to shake, as if it collapsed, and the lava giant came out.

"Since we can't complete the deal, we can only rob it." The red-haired dwarf who had escaped the dragon's breath also came over and surrounded Akhtar together with Machrizor and the lava giant.

"As a hero, you shouldn't be afraid of the siege of cultists like us." Machirizor laughed, and the shadow behind him expanded and turned into a huge door, and the summons came out one by one.

"It's us who besieged you." Ximu sneered, and together with the clone and Miss Black Knife who rushed back, they launched an attack.

And outside King Fenrir City.

"Looks like I'm going to die again." Suna whispered. Considering Akhtar's current mental state, if she doesn't return from death, it is estimated that Akhtar can transform into another moving disaster and make the already bad situation worse. Worse.

In this regard, the Red Dragon King who was standing by showed a very interested look: "It's time to die again. Isn't it the first time that the Holy Lady has died?"

"That's right." Suna gave up on herself and raised her white neck, "Come on... kill me."

She explained.

"After I die, I can go back twenty-four hours."

"So that's it." The Red Dragon King suddenly realized, and said with a hammer of his hand: "But if you return after death, you will pay the price, right?"

He sincerely gives advice.

"How about you try to persuade Akhtar, maybe you can calm him down?"

"It's too late." Suna twitched her lips and pointed at Fenrir City. "Akhtar knows my abilities. When he kills the top leaders of the Twilight Believers, he will definitely come and kill me too."

She doesn't want to reveal her abilities, and this is also because some people will use her as a regret medicine, and want to kill her in order to save some regrets.

And in Akhtar's current state, he will definitely find a way to kill her and change the past.

"How will you know if you don't try?" the Red Dragon King advised, "What if the relationship between Akhtar and Leticia is not that good?"

Suna shook her head and said: "Akhtar has no way to turn back after causing such serious killings."

"How is that possible?" Waving his hand, the Red Dragon King explained casually, "Public opinion is easy to guide. Afterwards, we just need to blame the Twilight Cult and say that Akhtar did his best to save the residents of Fenrir Kingdom. , but it was simply too late.”

He told the cold hard truth.

"Afterwards, everyone will only admire Akhtar even more and express their gratitude to Akhtar."

Su Na: "..."

"Have you forgotten Akhtar's teacher?" The Red Dragon King touched his chin, thinking that Suna didn't understand what he meant.

"The people are very easily deceived. As long as "Hecate" is willing to take action and guide the bards to make up false stories, then Akhtar will still be a hero. Even if Akhtar does bad things, people will still regard Akhtar as a hero. Hetal is a hero.”

He said jokingly.

"Now behind Akhtar, there are two powerful countries with very sufficient resource support. Even if he raped the princess of Fenrir, he can be said to be in love afterwards."

"Even if the princess of the land of Fenrir stands up to argue, it can be said that she failed to seduce him and instead slandered Akhtar."

"So don't worry about Akhtar losing his reputation as a hero."

Su Na: "..."

Although she wanted to deny it very much, she knew it was a fact. As long as she started cleanly, she could wipe away all the stains on Akhtar.

Sometimes when it reaches a certain point, even if Akhtar doesn't care about the hero's identity, someone will defend Akhtar.

Give Akhtar an aura of holiness.

Just like an incompetent king is often interpreted by the people as the king was deceived by treacherous ministers, which caused the country to start to go bad. As long as the treacherous ministers are eliminated, the country can get better.

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"What--!"

The red-haired dwarf's wide-eyed eyes seemed to burst out of their sockets as he stared at Akhtar who grabbed his cheek with his bare hands and slammed him to the ground.

The spreading impact caused the ground to sink into a large crater.

"You... are weak." Akhtar said softly, and hot flames burst out from his palms, covering the red-haired dwarf's head.

Withdrawing his hand, the red-haired dwarf turned into a headless corpse.

Then he turned his attention to Magiri Zor, who was summoning a monster not far away, and showed a malicious smile.

The eyes of both sides overlapped.

Machizor was silent for a moment, then turned around and ran away without hesitation. He seemed to have misjudged Akhtar's strength...no, overestimated the red-haired dwarf's strength.

"Lava Giant, help me stop him!" He raised his hands and shouted, asking for help from the lava giant who was surrounded by Miss Black Knife and his clones.

But in an instant, Akhtar appeared in front of him in the form of starlight.

The faces of both sides were almost touching, and one could clearly see the flames leaking out of Akhtar's teeth, and the madness burning in his eyes.

Summoners should not appear on the battlefield.

This was Machrizor's last thought, and then he was smeared in the face by the dragon's breath, his head was burned off, and he fell to the ground as a headless corpse.

"Don't run away, give you a chance." Ximu turned around, took out the prototype Sword of Light, and inserted it directly at his feet.

He grinned and said to the lava giant:

"If you can hold on for thirty minutes without dying, then you can take away the trial Sword of Light."

"If I lie to you, I will lose the favor of the goddess of life."

The lava giant hesitated for a moment, looked at Akhtar's evil smile, thought about the pros and cons, and gave up the idea of ​​strategic transfer.

Although he is not in a place with magma, he still has good immortality, and there is probably no problem if he can hold on for thirty minutes.

Moreover, Lord Hercules should resolve the battle quickly and will probably be back within thirty minutes to provide assistance.

It is not difficult to get back the Sword of Light.

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Twenty minutes later.

Lava Giant... died.

Ximu pulled out the sword of death that pierced the lava giant's brow, then rushed outside the city and found Hercules who was fighting Mist.

Observed the battlefield.

He and his clones went in different directions and lurked, silently waiting for the opportunity until Heracles was stabbed in the chest by Mist and took a few steps back.

The Sword of Light is liberated.

One left and one right, he slashed crosswise, and the raging torrent of light accurately hit Hercules at a speed that was almost impossible to avoid.

Looking from a high altitude, we saw two intersecting canyons left on the earth, and Hercules, who was already weak and affected by the power of disorder, also died.

Clang.

The Sword of Light drops.

The figures of the clone and Miss Black Knife disappeared from the spot, and Ximu also became unsteady and fell backwards.

However, what he touched was not the hard ground, but a tall and soft body.

"Are you okay?" Mist lowered her head, looked at Akhtar who fell in her arms, and said softly:

"Need a break?"

"It's okay." Ximou rested his head on the two soft mountains and said in a weak voice: "Mister, I want to ask you something."

"Yes." Mist agreed without hesitation. She was willing to agree to any request except Akhtar's request to kill her brother.

"Help me kill Suna, the Saint of Destiny." Ximu made the request, but Mist was just stunned for a moment, and said with a gentle smile:

"Okay, I'll kill her now." After saying that, she picked up Akhtar and left the battlefield.

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after a while.

Outside Fenrir City.

"Are you back?" Suna smiled as she watched Mister coming with Akhtar in her arms. In Akhtar's current state, it is estimated that there is no way to kill her and there is still room for communication. .

In response, Mist just nodded slightly, then put Akhtar down, gently leaning Akhtar against a tree.

Then he turned his attention to Suna and said:

"Sorry, Miss Suna."

"Huh?" Su Na was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt a chill on her neck. As her consciousness began to drift, her head fell toward the ground.

She...was killed again