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

"Well, let's fight once." The alchemist witch gently supported her chin with her fingers, but looked at her daughter next to her... No, it's okay to call her a clone.

"Understood." The white-haired girl sighed softly, and walked to Leticia's side to explain, "Mother wants to judge your aptitude and use of the Sword of Light through combat, so as to formulate a customized plan. "

Leticia did not retort, her gaze fell on Akhtar for a moment, and then she left with the white-haired girl and passed through a thick metal door.

The style here is very alchemical, with alchemical props everywhere, and there is a sense of forcibly interpreting modern technology as alchemy.

However, the actual use of alchemy by the Alchemy Witch is more like having an idea in her mind and then directly realizing it for use.

Theoretically, as long as there are no problems with the technology and materials of the alchemy props, the created props can be used.

"Let me declare in advance." The alchemist witch suddenly turned around, holding her slightly rising chest with her hands, and said with alert eyes:

"Although I can't see you, you are not allowed to take the opportunity to touch me, or I will blow up the alchemy workshop."

"As expected of the famous Alchemy Witch, you can even detect my existence." Ximu chuckled, came behind the Alchemy Witch, leaned into her crystal ear and whispered softly, "Don't worry, I will treat your daughter A little more interested.”

The atmosphere suddenly solidified.

The alchemist witch's eyes widened slightly, and she suddenly looked along the direction of the sound, only to see a vague figure beside her.

This man is likely to be the Lord of Ashes, but there is no way to figure out what form of existence it is. Whether it is a ray of will cast into the past through the sword of light, or a clone of the Lord of Ashes.

Of course, it's also possible that someone is playing the Lord of Ashes.

"Am I not more attractive as a mother?" The alchemist witch put one hand on her hip and looked at the blurry figure in annoyance.

In response, Ximu laughed: "Your daughter has experienced more years of accumulation, and this charm is not comparable to that of you who died early."

The alchemy witch's expression stiffened.

Could it be that dying early was a deduction for her charm? Not long after she became the Alchemy Witch, she knew that she was not going to die soon, so she quickly created a clone, the white-haired girl, hoping that she could become her continuation.

At that time, she was less than two hundred years old, so she died very young.

"I will be hurt if you are said like this." The Alchemist Witch murmured in a low voice. She also found that the clone she created had a completely different personality from her past. Not only was she cold-hearted, she was also very good at taking care of others, and she had a kind and caring personality. I wonder if she has become an old woman.

This development made her realize that the clone was not herself after all.

The gentleness hidden under the cold appearance is completely different from the extreme coldness under her lively appearance.

"The Alchemy Witch is not a woman who gets hurt easily." Ximu suddenly praised, making the Alchemy Witch stunned for a moment.

But she didn't feel happy about it. According to the information she collected, during the tree-burning battle before the time went back, the Lord of Ashes also frantically killed the gods in sight, and then boasted violently to death. gods.

So you must not praise the Lord of Ashes.

"Want to see Leticia fight?" The Alchemy Witch chose to change the subject, and asked Akhtar while taking Akhtar to the training ground:

"Do you think that by studying the power of the Lord of Ashes, you can create an ark to sneak into a new world?"

"It's impossible to do it relying on the materials currently available in the world." Ximu gave the answer calmly. He himself also wanted to see how far the Alchemy Witch could do it.

The alchemist witch raised her slender green hands and clenched them into fists: "That means you have to create a material that is beyond what is known in the current world, right?"

At present, the most suitable material she can think of is the Philosopher's Stone, which combines all elements in equal proportions to create an ultimate substance that can basically meet the needs of alchemy.

But this should not be able to withstand the process of burning the world.

"If you can do it." Ximu said, but the Alchemy Witch smiled when she heard this, put her hands on her hips, and puffed out her chest slightly:

"Such a difficult thing is worth looking forward to, isn't it?"

Ximu did not strike, and came to a glass window with the Alchemy Witch. Looking down, he saw Leticia waving the sword of light and fighting the alchemy puppet.

Judging from a normal person's perspective, he is very good. Not only does he make temporary decisions, but he is also very good mentally and technically.

However.

"Is this the only level of talent?" The alchemy witch showed a disappointed expression. She expected Leticia to show amazing talents, but now she only showed talents that are considered good in the human world. For the witch, they are nothing compared to nothing. There is no difference in talent.

"This is challenging, isn't it?" Ximu's eyes fell on Leticia who was fighting in the training ground. He remembered that when he met Leticia in the first game, he originally thought she was a traditional NPC. She is a princess, but after healing her body, her strength is stronger than that of ordinary players.

Although it is only strong for a period of time.

"Then I'll do my best." The alchemist witch raised her hand and rubbed her temples. She had to be careful with her next experiment. She had to do it while ensuring Letitia's safety, otherwise it would easily lead to unnecessary crises.

"Then I'll leave her to you." Ximu nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the outside of the alchemy workshop.

The Alchemy Witch looked sideways:

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to her?"

"I'll be back in the evening." Ximu waved his hand with his back turned, then turned into a shadow and disappeared.

There are many people who know him in this world. Now that he has dealt with Letitia's matter, he can free his hands to deal with other things.

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After the test is over.

The white-haired girl handed out a towel and let Leticia wipe the sweat from her cheeks, and then calmly told Leticia her analysis.

And at this time.

The alchemy witch came over, squatted down in front of Leticia, and then stretched out her hand to touch Leticia's belly:

"Have you considered giving birth to a child of the Lord of Ashes?"

Leticia: "..."

"If we can have a child of the Lord of Ashes, we might be able to conduct in-depth research on the nature of the Lord of Ashes' power." The Alchemist Witch said seriously, "This is to save the world."

"Bang." The white-haired girl had no expression on her face as she hammered the Alchemist Witch's head. What on earth was this woman talking about?

"Forget it if you don't want to." The Alchemist Witch rubbed her head, not caring about her daughter's offence. She stood up and smiled lightly at Leticia:

"The man who was following you has left. Maybe..." Before she could finish her words, Leticia shook her head slightly and smiled at her.

"This world only has three years. If you don't seize the time to say goodbye, you may not have the chance in the future."

She also knows about the current situation. If no one can cross Ragnarok, then everyone will be burned to ashes. If someone crosses Ragnarok, it means that Akhtar is likely to... die.

Either way the ending is very bad.

So with only three years left for Akhtar to say goodbye to someone familiar, she had no reason to stop him.

Of course, her thoughts would be different if there was no Ragnarok, but now there is no doubt that she can accept Akhtar going to find familiar people to say goodbye one by one.

And Akhtar is not necessarily looking for someone to say goodbye, but may also be guiding the trajectory of his destiny.

"Yes, you humans are quite playful." The Alchemist Witch nodded lightly, not bothering to care about unimportant things. Although this world has basic moral values, for many nobles and royal families, let alone cheating, it has nothing to do with it. In urgent matters, father and son may get into trouble.

It's like priests knowing that they shouldn't attack little boys, but in fact it is extremely common for them to do so.

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Lionheart City.

The delusional demon walked barefoot on the ground, but his magical soles were not stained with any dust, as if he were an angel walking on earth, until a drunken dwarf fell in front of him and blocked his departure.

He knelt down and helped the dwarf up.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No," the dwarf replied, "I just feel...life is very meaningless."

"No point?" The delusional demon helped the dwarf to sit on a bench by the roadside. The dwarf smiled and took a big gulp of wine.

"I have learned blacksmithing techniques all my life, and then I discovered that the world might burn to ashes in just three years."

He leaned back in his chair and looked at the blue sky.

"I don't have time to realize my dream anymore."

The news that the world will be burned to ashes in the next three years has spread throughout the world, and it has also been explained why so many demons and witches will come, in order to fight against the crisis of Ragnarok.

In the past, witches and demons came to this era in order to find a way to defeat Ragnarok.

But no one knows whether there is a chance of winning.

And if there was no way to defeat Ragnarok, then there would be no way to use the forging skills he had learned in his life.

Under such circumstances, it is more meaningful to live in a state of drunkenness and dream of death.

The delusion demon was silent, looking at the pedestrians walking on the street, and found that most of them had pessimistic looks, and the air was full of impetuousness and pessimism.

This is inevitable.

"Do you want to realize your own value?" He suddenly asked the dwarf, his calm eyes filled with compassion, "Don't you care even if you die for this?"

The dwarf fell silent and looked at the blue sky, "I would rather die than have no room to use what I have learned."

The delusional demon nodded slightly, then stretched out his palm, "As long as you hold my hand, you can fulfill your wish, but the price is... death."

"Are you a devil?" the dwarf asked, and the man with long white hair beside him nodded slightly. He hesitated and stretched out his hand, holding the other's outstretched hand.

At this moment, his consciousness became drowsy. The white-haired man beside him suddenly disappeared, and the pessimistic atmosphere in the air also disappeared.

All news about Ragnarok disappeared.

The world is still moving forward normally. The dwarf suspected that he had a dream, and then continued on according to the status inertia given by society, until he became a famous dwarf master a hundred years later and died satisfied in the praise.

at the same time.

Reality.

The sky is dim.

The delusional demon withdrew his hand, and the dwarf beside him had lost his life breath, and his body was old and disfigured, as if everything in the dream had come to reality.

"What an interesting ability." The God of War put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the crowd, looking at the Delusion Demon with interest:

"Are you killing people or saving people?"

"I am both killing people and saving people." The Delusion Demon asked, feeling the gods who surrounded him:

"You surrounded me for a dwarf, are the gods finally willing to work?"

"It's not enough for us to kill a dwarf." The God of War looked cold, "It's just that the Goddess of Fate has passed down the decree that you may cause the world to enter destruction ahead of time, so we need to get rid of you."

The Delusion Demon was silent, then turned his head to look to the side, and saw the Plague Goddess and the Death Witch also came out, obviously not intending to let him have any chance to escape.

He said helplessly:

"Can you tell me how I will make the world enter destruction in advance?"

"The three goddesses of fate did not say it clearly." The goddess of plague spoke softly, her slender fingers gently brushed the black hair beside her ears, glanced at Akhtar who was hiding beside her, and then her expression became serious:

"But I think you should know why you will cause the world to enter destruction."

The delusional demon stood up and asked the surrounding gods: "What kind of death is correct?"

The street suddenly became terribly quiet.

The pedestrians who existed suddenly disappeared, as if the Lionheart City was separated from the residents, and several hidden gods also appeared.

They stood in different directions, blocking the direction of the delusional demon's escape, obviously wanting to kill the delusional demon.

"My judgment is to voluntarily accept death." The delusional demon stretched out his hand, "If everyone voluntarily accepts death, even if it is only for a moment, it will complete the value of one's life for each individual."

"Death is never a terrible thing. The terrible thing is that there is no way to accept your own death, and the terrible thing is that there is no way to complete the meaning of life given to oneself. If someone can complete the meaning of life given to oneself."

"Death is not unacceptable."

This guy is really dangerous.

The Plague Goddess suddenly realized why the three goddesses of fate asked them to deal with the Delusion Demon in advance. If the Delusion Demon continues to act now, it may not only cause one death, but also lead to large-scale deaths of life.

That is not caused by the ability of the Delusion Demon, but the concept of the Delusion Demon is very dangerous in the context of Ragnarok.

"Only the strong have the power to realize their ideas." The God of War did not seem to listen and suddenly threw a punch.

"Boom!" The entire Lionheart City collapsed in an instant, spreading the shock wave to several nearby cities, and smoke and dust rose like a mushroom cloud.

However, such a terrifying circle did not cause any death. Neither Lionheart City nor several nearby cities had any residents.

Mirror world.

I don't know when a god has turned the world over, reflecting a mirror world without life.

Fist down.

The God of War looked at the bleeding fist, and then looked at the Delusion Demon in the deep pit, and found that he was not hurt.

Someone took action at the critical moment to protect the safety of the Delusion Demon.