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

Lionheart City.

In the lower city.

In the sewers where smelly water flows, a man in a white robe stands on the ground with his feet clean of dust, communicating with a group of poor people with yellow faces and skinny muscles.

His voice was slow and slow, and he promoted his ideas to everyone, which was like a cult-like idea.

Let people die in delusion in the desired way.

However, all the audience present seemed crazy and enthusiastic about everything the man in white robe said, as if the man said some wise words.

"The delusional devil is the real savior." During the exchange, a boy who looked to be in his teens said, "Only the delusional devil is willing to truly understand our pleas and allow us to die correctly."

"It's impossible for those guys in the upper city to understand the greatness of the Delusion Demon." A middle-aged man next to him nodded in agreement.

A few days ago, the devil of delusion descended on the lower city, promoting his concept of correct death to everyone, achieving the meaning of his life through delusion, and then dying correctly, so that he would not have to experience the crisis of Ragnarok.

Life is thus completely fulfilled.

This concept is very tempting for Xiacheng residents who need to do their best to survive. Not only can they escape all the pain of reality through delusional demonic power, but they can also achieve their own meaning in life through delusion.

Although this meaning does not interact with reality in any way,... the residents of Lower City don't care about the so-called reality at all.

Assuming that one can experience the meaning of life in a delusional demon and lead to a correct death, then basically no one would reject it.

Under the power of the delusional demon, they can experience being loved, realize their self-worth, no longer endure hunger, and can obtain everything they cannot get in reality.

so.

"This is simply a cult!" A believer of the God of Assassination made such an assertion. He frowned and looked at the delusional demons gathered around him. He felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, but he also felt helpless.

In response, a resident passing by Xiacheng District showed disdain and looked at the assassin wrapped in black robes and said:

"This world will be destroyed, and the next life will no longer exist."

He spread his hands.

"Being able to achieve a correct death by delusional demons is undoubtedly the most correct choice. Is it possible that we have to wait for the Lord of Ashes to come and burn us to ashes, and then die without accomplishing anything?"

The assassin in black robe was silent.

In fact, he couldn't think of a good way to refute it, but it just felt like it was very incorrect, and he knew it would be useless.

"Instead of believing in the God of Assassination." A passerby raised his hand and patted the shoulder of a believer in the God of Assassination, "Why not join us and indulge in the delusions spun by the delusional devil."

His smile revealed a strange enthusiasm.

"This is the right way to save the world."

His calm words made people feel that he was serious. This passerby believed from the bottom of his heart that the delusional devil was the prophesied savior and the only being capable of saving the world, as long as everyone could die a correct death in advance.

The Lord of Ashes has no way of harming anyone, and all he burns is an empty shell.

It’s also a way to save the world.

"Then you should die in delusion now." The believers of the God of Assassination couldn't help but ridicule, but passers-by showed proud expressions when they heard this.

"I want to spread the gospel of delusion and give everyone a right death, a death that is not yet right...death."

He spread his arms.

"Everyone must be made aware of the right death, everyone must be made aware... Only the right death can save the world, only the right death can defeat the Lord of Ashes."

madman.

The believers of the God of Assassination thought silently, and then the figure disappeared into the darkness. During this period, these untouchables were brainwashed by the delusional devil, spreading the thoughts about the delusional devil everywhere, trying to make everyone accept the idea of ​​the delusional devil.

The most terrifying part is that this group of people who have been brainwashed by the delusional demon do not feel that they have done anything wrong. Instead, they spread the idea of ​​the delusional demon with an almost sacred idea of ​​saving everyone.

Fortunately, as long as they live a decent life, most people are still not very interested in the idea of ​​delusional demons.

It belongs to the stage of knowing that this concept exists, but not fully agreeing with it.

And right now.

The delusional devil, who was surrounded by the residents of the lower city, suddenly stopped his speech and looked towards the end of the sewer.

He dismissed the believers and then walked towards the end of the sewer. Within a few steps, he turned into a shadow and disappeared.

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In a messy and deserted tavern.

A few drunkards lay on the broken wooden table, drinking low-quality rum and eating barbecued meat from an unknown animal.

The delusional demon walked in and his eyes fell on the man at the bar. He didn't drink, he just looked at him with a smile.

The atmosphere was slightly silent for a moment.

Ximu pointed to a stool beside him and said jokingly: "Your words are very seductive."

"I just said what they wanted to hear and longed for." The delusional demon said, "Even if my words are boring, they are still the sound of nature to them."

As for the fact that he was able to win over a large number of believers with just words, it was not because he had the gift of speech and brainwashing. It was just that everything he said exactly met the needs of the residents of the Lower City, and this was how he achieved an almost brainwashing effect.

Essentially, residents in lower urban areas have this demand.

If there had not been the crisis of Ragnarok, it is estimated that not many people would have had a fanatical belief in him.

Because for the residents of Xiacheng District, even if they suffer in this life, there will be an afterlife after all, and they may be able to enjoy happiness in the next life.

However, under the premise that Ragnarok is about to come.

The next life basically does not exist.

That's why the residents of Xiacheng District easily accepted his ideas and wanted to satisfy themselves before they died.

"But the propagation efficiency is too slow." Ximu smiled and said to the delusional demon, "With the speed you spread your thoughts like this, even if Ragnarok comes, there will be no way for everyone to die correctly."

The delusional demon was silent for a moment, looking at the man opposite who claimed to have a demon, feeling that the other man was trying to trick him into doing something bad.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"It's such a waste of time and energy to spread such a concept slowly and design a large-scale ceremony for everyone to indulge in delusions." Ximu took out a bottle of red wine and two glasses out of thin air.

After filling two wine glasses.

"You need to find someone to help you spread the idea as quickly as possible, and then design a stable ritual." He pushed a glass of red wine in front of the delusional demon.

"I have a quick fix for you."

The delusional demon picked up the red wine glass, looked at the rose petal-like wine in the glass, shook it slightly, and said:

"If it is forced on everyone, then I refuse."

"No, it's a conversation with everyone." Ximu smiled, facing the slightly wary look of the delusional demon, "I sincerely want to help you achieve your plan."

Delusion Demon: "..."

Although he didn't know what this guy was thinking, he could feel that this guy was dangerous, but he was willing to listen.

"This is the village where the Omniscient Saint lives." Ximu took out a map and placed it in front of the delusional devil. "With the scale and power of the Omniscient Saint, who has spread all over the world, as long as she volunteers to help you realize your ideal, then you will not only You can easily complete the conditions required for the ritual, and you can also have conversations with everyone in the world.”

He stood up and walked out of the tavern.

"Instead of waiting until the end of the world, you might as well consider using the power of the omniscient saint. This will help your ideas spread as quickly as possible."

After hearing this, the delusional demon stared at Akhtar's back: "Is the existence that dominates everything behind your scenes an omniscient saint?"

Ximu turned into a shadow and disappeared in place.

When the delusional demon saw this, he withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on the map on the table, and he fell into hesitation. Although he didn't know what the other party was planning, it was indeed feasible to let him slowly spread his ideas. This is really too slow, and it is likely that the goal will not be achieved before Ragnarok comes.

"Density Demon, what do you think?" he asked as if muttering to himself, and then he saw the air suddenly condense, and a man with dark skin and strong muscles appeared.

Density demon.

Possessing the ability to freely control density, he can integrate with any environment by diluting his own density.

This is not at the same level as Hercules who relied on his power. He is a being who truly maximizes the power of density.

"It doesn't feel very trustworthy." The Density Demon said frankly what he was thinking, "The guy who claims to be the Demon of Existence is too mysterious, and his purpose is too straightforward, and he doesn't even have time to gain our trust."

"Perhaps he doesn't want our trust at all." The delusional devil analyzed it this way, "He just gave you a very tempting choice."

The density demon thought for a moment: "If the person behind the scenes is the omniscient saint, then you have no choice at all. With the ability of the omniscient saint, she can curse you as a weapon, and then forcibly control your abilities to complete the plan."

He has never really fought against the omniscient saint, but she can reach everywhere in the world and can easily curse the dividing demon into a weapon.

There is no doubt that it has overwhelming power.

"However, the attitude shown by the Omniscient Saint has always been relatively mild. Even if she collects the souls of divided demons, she will leave compensation of corresponding value. If the Omniscient Saint really wants to use you for something, it may not be very difficult to accept. "

The density demon concluded, "If the person behind the scenes exists like the omniscient saint, I think there is value in trying to cooperate."

The delusional demon subconsciously said: "What if the person behind the scenes is not the omniscient saint?"

"Can someone force the omniscient saint?" the density demon asked back, making the delusion demon stunned for a moment, and then showed a relieved smile.

"Then go meet the Omniscient Saint."

Now that time is so urgent, meeting the Omniscient Saint may be a turning point. As long as he can get the support of the Omniscient Saint, it will be difficult for the gods to block information and suppress him.

It won't take long for the idea to spread around the world.

As for the concept that spreads around the world and some people disagree with it, he will feel happy, but only if he spreads the concept to everyone.

This is a choice.

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hell.

"Savior's placenta?" The goddess of death suddenly stopped working, and her eyes showed a trace of doubt. She felt the birth of a new god's placenta in hell, which meant that a new god was born.

Thinking of this.

The goddess of death sent a message to the sky, asking the gods to find the newly born god of salvation, and then turned her attention to work.

She had no interest in the birth of the so-called God of Savior. There were many gods with high-level concept rules, but it did not mean that the gods themselves would be very strong. For example, the God of Destruction... the Goddess of Cycles, etc., had high-level abilities, but the power they exerted was not very strong.

Even if the God of Savior was really very talented and had an extraordinary growth rate, this world would burn to ashes in less than three years.

The God of Savior had no time to grow.

Take Akhtar as an example. As the Lord of Ashes, he still did not exert his "power" to the degree of omnipotence.

And the God of Savior could not surpass Akhtar by several times.

So the ending was doomed from the beginning.

Gods born in the name of salvation had no way to save the world, and could only carry expectations that could not be realized.

"Gods born at an inappropriate time..." The Goddess of Death commented while working.

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What should the birth of a god look like.

With civilization as the placenta, born from civilization, and the present world is too vast, unless someone can lock every inch of land, it is impossible to confirm where the gods will be born.

Maybe born from bamboo.

Maybe born from stone.

Maybe born from the breeze.

Maybe born from fire.

This law is basically difficult to grasp. If you want to say who can accurately find the place where the gods are born, perhaps only the omniscient saint who is everywhere can know.

And at this moment.

A ray of brighter sunlight shines on the stone on the cliff. A girl in a white dress, holding a golden holy sword and a shield, lies on the broad stone, looking at the world with empty eyes.

Until a man sticks his head out and looks at her.

The sights of both parties overlap into a line, and the originally empty eyes are full of spirit, revealing curiosity and confusion.

"Sunbathing?" The man asked the girl.

The girl didn't answer, she stared at the man blankly, as if thinking about how to answer. She was born knowing everything and understood the meaning of her birth.

But being born knowing doesn't include too complicated knowledge, at least she doesn't know how to communicate correctly now.

After all, she is a baby who is less than a minute old.

"Get up first." The man showed a gentle and helpless smile, and then stretched out his hand to the girl, "It's not appropriate for a lady to lie on the stone blankly."