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

Lost vision.

Lost taste.

Lost smell.

Lost hearing.

Lost touch.

The five senses that contact this world were temporarily sealed, and the whole consciousness was like being sealed in a black coffin.

But just like people who lose their vision, their hearing is often very sharp, and the senses from the depths of consciousness are unprecedentedly sharp.

The sixth sense... or perception, it doesn't matter at this time.

At the moment when the consciousness was working again, Suna saw three beautiful women. They were wearing white robes and looked very similar, but their ages were just right for girls, young girls, and adults, and their temperaments also transitioned from immature, bright, and calm, as if representing three different stages of life.

They were the three goddesses of fate, exactly the same as the statues, holding the power of the past, present, and future.

Suna subconsciously wanted to speak with her cherry lips slightly opened, but found that she couldn't speak at all, but this action attracted the attention of the goddess representing the past.

The little white-haired girl tilted her head, put her hands behind her back, and swayed her white hair in front of her forehead. She looked at Suna and smiled very sweetly.

Then she... woke up.

"Suna, what's wrong with you?" A puzzled male voice came, and Suna brushed her hair by her ear, stroked her hips and sat down in a red dress.

She could still hear the words and had a way to observe the surrounding situation, otherwise, every death and return would be very inconvenient.

Simulated five senses is a kind of magic that imitates the five senses of humans. In theory, it can allow individuals to have senses beyond the limits of humans.

However, the simulated five senses waste magic power... and are difficult to learn, and for the real strong, they are not of great value.

But it is very useful to her.

"Nothing... nothing." Suna, with her eyes closed, turned to face Akhtar on the side, and then under Akhtar's puzzled gaze.

She pinched Akhtar's cheek hard, without any scruples about Akhtar's heroic identity and strength.

Ximu did not resist, and let the angry Suna pinch his cheek until Suna vented her dissatisfaction.

He touched his red cheek and asked:

"Did something happen in the future?"

"Akhtar, if your lover committed suicide because of you." Suna asked seriously, "Will you give up on yourself and kill all the Dusk Cult regardless of the lives of civilians?"

Ximu pretended to think for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Probably not."

No, you will.

Suna touched her neck, thinking of the fleeting slash, she sighed deeply, put her hands together and prayed for a while, and said:

"Akhtar, I have received the revelation of the goddess, you are now rushing to the underground world... Nim Town, you can still rescue your lover."

She put down her folded hands and smiled calmly.

"But please be careful, Nim Town has..." Before she finished speaking, she found that Akhtar had pushed the door and left, and she didn't even finish listening to the end.

Sure enough, the murder of that woman would drive Akhtar crazy, but everything was still in time, even though there were high-ranking figures of the Twilight Cult in Nim Town.

But with Akhtar's strength, he should be able to deal with it.

"Don't worry, he will arrive early." A gentle female voice came from the other side of the table. Suna turned her head and faced Eden.

After a moment of silence, she asked the doubts in her heart.

"Why, it seems that Eden, you seem to know what will happen in the future?"

"Because I have retained... my memory." Eden answered calmly, leaving Suna stunned in place, feeling a sense of horror.

She pointed at herself:

"Is it to retain... my memory after death and return?"

"..." Eden kept a gentle smile and did not answer Suna's question.

But that calm and gentle look seemed to imply that she did retain her memory after death and return.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Suna suddenly felt that she could not understand Eden. This woman was too mysterious, and she could even retain her memory after death and return.

This made... a trace of fear and a strong sense of awe arise in her heart, but she soon relaxed again.

Eden raised her hand and touched Suna's head, and the right amount of strength soothed the anxiety and fear in Suna's heart.

She was good at comforting children.

Although Suna was already a candidate saint and her figure was unbelievably mature, she was just a child who had just turned fourteen in her eyes.

Meanwhile.

In the underground world.

Nim Town.

In a chic mansion.

"What beautiful hair." The dwarf little Lolita stretched out her hand and ran her fingers through the golden sand-like hair. The smooth touch from her fingers made her feel a little reluctant to let it go.

"Human, I remember you used to have short hair, right?" She looked at Leticia, who was sitting on the bed and maintaining her elegant demeanor, with a curious look in her eyes.

"Or do I have to keep my hair long to inherit the position of queen?"

Letitia did not answer the dwarf little girl's doubts. Her emerald green pupils reflected the dwarf little girl and she said calmly:

"What do you want to do with me?"

This group of dwarves suddenly broke into the kingdom and kidnapped her without any explanation. It was obvious that they wanted to use her to do something.

The most likely thing was to let her sign a blood contract with a stranger, so that the outsider could gain control of the Sword of Light.

As for the question of Akhtar keeping the Sword of Light, I guess these dwarves want to use her... to threaten Akhtar to hand over the Sword of Light.

And it turned out to be true.

"Of course I'll use you to threaten Akhtar." The dwarf little Loli answered very honestly, "As long as Akhtar hands over the Sword of Light, we will kill you... and Akhtar together."

She pulled back her hand that was stroking her hair and lay on the soft bed.

"As long as the moving disaster is unblocked, both Akhtar and the world will be in danger."

"Moving disaster?" Leticia lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions, and planned to continue asking the dwarf little Loli for more information.

She didn't know much about the current situation and needed more information to make a judgment.

And for this.

"It's troublesome to explain, you just need to know that you are a vase princess waiting to be rescued." The dwarf little Loli yawned and seemed a little drowsy.

"By the way, don't try to escape. There is a powerful guy guarding Nim Town. He was once the famous bandit king Rogge."

"You have no chance to escape." After saying that, she closed her eyes and rested. She was very tired after traveling for so long.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have rested in Nim Town.

"..."

Letitia looked down at her bound hands and sighed softly. The magic power in her body was bound. She couldn't even kill the sleeping dwarf little Lolita. It was impossible to find a chance to escape.

However, the fact that she couldn't kill the dwarf little Lolita didn't mean that she couldn't get rid of herself. It's just... death is not so easy to decide after all.

If possible, she still wants to die clearly, not inexplicably. If possible, she also wants to see Akhtar.

Otherwise, she really doesn't want to die like this.

...

...

Outside Nim Town.

"Drink!" The wine jug was raised, and several dwarves laughed heartily, "To celebrate, this world that is about to be burned!"

Then

The sword flashed.

Ximu walked out from the shadows, followed by the mare, and came to the bodies of several dwarves one after another.

"It should be here."

He swung the greatsword of death.

"Partner, wait for me here for a while."

"..." The mare rubbed the ground with her hoof, watched Akhtar enter the town, and launched an almost artistic assassination.

The dusk believers who were resting in Nim Town began to lose people unconsciously.

After a while.

Ximu turned over and entered an elegant mansion, sneaked into the master bedroom of the mansion, and found the bandit king Rogge, who was lying on the big bed, with several pots of wine thrown beside the bed, and one arm hugged a dark-skinned dwarf woman.

Taste... really bad.

Thinking of this, Ximu slowed down his pace, restrained his breath, came to the bedside and stabbed with a sword, piercing through the sleeping bandit king Rogge, and also sent away the black woman who was hugged with a knife, killing two lives with one knife.

He drew his sword, and the blood stained the bed red.

"Alcohol and sex are harmful to the body, it's time to... quit drinking." After shaking off the blood on the Great Sword of Death, Ximu no longer hid his tracks and turned to leave the room.

The most difficult person in Nim Town is the Bandit King Rogge. If Rogge is sober, his strength can be said to be... well, not strong.

However, the Bandit King Rogge is easy to escape, and he may also catch Leticia to threaten him, so the best choice is to assassinate him silently.

Don't give any chance of accidents.

...

...

Walking along the corridor for a distance,

Ximu came to a door, pierced the door lock with the Great Sword of Death, and then gently pushed it and walked in. Leticia was sitting by the bed, her emerald eyes full of vigilance.

But after confirming that it was him, it turned into surprise.

"The Saint of Fate said you are in danger." Ximu smiled, came to the bed and sat down, with the Great Sword of Death poking at the bedside.

"Am I here... in time?"

"Very in time." Leticia pursed her lips and smiled, her emerald eyes reflecting Akhtar, and said:

"If you come a little later, maybe we won't have the chance to see each other again."

"That's not the case." Waving his hand, Ximu said as if jokingly, "I can go to hell to find you."

"Suicide is not allowed to go to hell." Leticia smiled softly, and did not agree with Akhtar's going to hell to find her. Although she was very happy, she still strongly disagreed with suicide.

The thing more terrible than death in this world is that there is no way to go to hell, and people who commit suicide... cannot go to hell.

This is clearly written in the doctrine.

"Instead of committing suicide, it is better to find a way to pry open the door of hell." Ximu shook his head gently, and then took out the Sword of Light.

He handed it to Leticia and said:

"Return the item to its original owner."

"You should keep it for yourself." Leticia shook her head slightly and looked at Akhtar with a smile, "If you really want to return the Sword of Light to me, you wouldn't have to wait until now."

"..." Ximu didn't answer. He stroked the Sword of Light with his palm. He really didn't intend to return the Sword of Light to Leticia.

"If I take back the Sword of Light, I will definitely... die." Leticia lowered her eyes and said to Ximu:

"There are too many people who covet the Sword of Light. I have no way to keep the Sword of Light."

Now that Akhtar has become a famous hero, the reputation of the Sword of Light has spread throughout the world, and everyone knows that the Sword of Light is very powerful.

This also leads to the fact that the Sword of Light is fine in Akhtar's hands, and no one dares to snatch it from Akhtar. But if it returns to her hands, with the strength of the Iris Kingdom, it is impossible to keep the Sword of Light.

The various forces that covet the power of the Sword of Light will definitely try their best to snatch the Sword of Light from her.

"Besides, you also need the power of the Sword of Light, right?" Leticia smiled gently and said what she thought deep in her heart.

In Akhtar's current situation, there are many places where the Sword of Light is needed. If she takes back the Sword of Light.

Then Akhtar may be in danger.

"In the current situation." Ximu smiled, "Even if you don't take back the Sword of Light, it will be very dangerous."

He glanced at the dwarf loli pretending to sleep.

"Letitia, go to the Magic Kingdom or Sky City to seek shelter."

Letitia shook her head: "I still have to manage the Iris Kingdom."

"However, your existence is dangerous to the Iris Kingdom. It would be better for you to leave the Iris Kingdom now." Ximu said the cold truth, and then changed his tone, "Let Feifenni help you manage the Iris Kingdom."

He smiled gently.

"Fefenni dare not seize power. Unless she dares to face the anger of the Magic Kingdom and Sky City, she will be a loyal minister of the Iris Kingdom for the rest of her life."

Letitia fell into thought.

But Akhtar didn't plan to say much. Being able to chat with Letitia for a few words was already a manifestation of his love for Letitia, just like meeting a person he particularly likes, he can be a little patient and not press skip immediately.

"You should leave here first." He stood up and pulled out the greatsword of death inserted into the ground. As the sword flashed, the chain that bound Letitia's wrist was cut off.

Then he grabbed the little dwarf loli on the bed and said:

"I still have important things to deal with, which are related to several countries, no, maybe more countries."

He lifted the little dwarf loli who pretended to sleep by the back of her neck.

"These guys have caused me a lot of trouble. I want to unblock a terrible guy."

"Well, then you go and do it." Leticia looked out the window, hiding her lost expression, "Feifenni and I will go back by ourselves."

"Well." Ximu responded, and then walked out of the room. Leticia listened to the footsteps of leaving, clenched the bed sheet with her slender hands, and then closed her eyes, listening to the footsteps gradually going away.

Although she still wanted to talk more with Akhtar.

But she couldn't use personal feelings to hinder Akhtar. This was her rational judgment. Compared with the life and death of several countries... or more countries.

It was obviously inappropriate to be affectionate.