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

Lionheart City.

The breeze picked up the withered yellow leaves on the ground and passed through the empty streets until they were caught by a slender green-white hand.

The Goddess of Savior looked down at the leaves in her hands, and then at the surrounding scenery. All the doors and windows of the shops were closed, as if everyone had left Lionheart City... No, most of the people had already killed themselves, even if they survived People have lost the desire to leave their homes and are waiting for the next dream to begin.

"Long time no see, savior." A gentle female voice came from not far away, causing the savior goddess to look subconsciously. She saw a beautiful girl with long brown hair walking over dignifiedly, followed by a girl holding a parasol. maid.

"Sister Anastasia, are you going out for a walk too?" The goddess of salvation showed a hint of surprise. She had met many friends, but most of them had fallen into suicide and chose to die the right way.

Now that she can see Anastasia intact, this is undoubtedly a happy thing for her.

"After I fall asleep, I habitually go out for a walk." Anastasia explained, and then called the goddess of salvation to walk with her. The two walked through the desolate streets and came to a church.

"Everything will reach the end of its life, people will do it, and civilization will do the same." Anastasia looked at the statue of the goddess of life, clasped her hands and prayed silently for a moment.

She lowered her hands in prayer.

"Has Akhtar come to Lionheart City?"

"..."

The Goddess of Savior shook her head slightly. She had not seen the teacher in the real world for a long time, and could only see her when she was dreaming. Now the teacher has been accompanying the Death Witch, studying ways to cross the twilight of the gods.

"It's really busy." Anastasia chuckled, raising her hand to brush her long brown hair around her ears, "I also want to tell him the good news about my awakening ability."

"What ability has Sister Anastasia awakened?" the Goddess of Savior asked subconsciously. She knew clearly that Anastasia had no special talents and theoretically could not awaken her abilities in her lifetime. However, there is now a way to quickly awaken abilities by simulating the world. If you follow the footsteps of the corresponding powerful existence in the world, and then obtain the corresponding favor from the corresponding existence in reality, you can immediately obtain good magic power and obtain the qualification to awaken the magic power.

"Keep it secret." Anastasia smiled, but stretched out a finger, and the warm-toned flame swayed at the fingertips.

The Goddess of Savior looked at the flame and immediately recognized the main body of the flame. It was the flame of ashes... No, the nature was not very similar.

"What is this?"

"It's the Flame of Ashes." Anastasia extinguished the flame in her hand, and then explained to the Goddess of Savior, "This is proof that Akhtar has a deeper grasp of the Lord of Ashes. He may have been able to transform destruction into... creation."

The Goddess of Savior's eyes widened in surprise: "Doesn't that mean that the teacher is impulsive and has begun to have the instinct to create the world!"

Anastasia asked in confusion: "Creative instinct emerges?"

"It's a bit troublesome to explain." The Goddess of Savior pursed her red lips. "The teacher is the Lord of Ashes. His underlying impulse is to burn the world to ashes. But after completing the duty of burning the world, the teacher's underlying impulse will change into the creation impulse. ”

She raised her hand and pressed it on her chest.

"That means the teacher will soon start burning towards the present from the end of time."

Anastasia lowered her eyes and then smiled softly: "That sounds really... distressing."

"I'm sorry, Sister Anastasia." The goddess of salvation hurriedly ran out of the cult, and her figure quickly disappeared, leaving behind an anxious voice, "I want to check on the teacher's condition."

Anastasia chuckled when she witnessed this scene, and then looked at the maid Norma beside her, and the two left the cult one after another.

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hell.

Outside the Twin Towers.

Ximu sat on the edge of the steps, looking at the savior goddess trotting over in the distance, showing a gentle smile.

"Why are you running so fast?"

"Teacher, did you know that I am coming?" the goddess of salvation asked subconsciously, and soon realized that she had asked a very meaningless question. For the teacher who has reached the height of the Lord of Ashes, there is nothing he doesn't know as long as he thinks about it.

"In three days, I will burn the world." Ximu directly told the information that the savior goddess was most concerned about. "Try to stop it, or I will burn everyone and everything."

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

The goddess of salvation found that she had many questions that she wanted to ask, but all of them suddenly became meaningless. Now that the teacher had given the final notice, it seemed that she had no choice but to accept it.

"Everyone... dies, right?"

"It all depends on whether you can overcome the Twilight of the Gods." Ximu stood up and patted his apprentice on the shoulder. Although he has been staying with the Death Witch to experiment with the kingdom of death within death, his will has been projected into the simulation. In the world, players' powers have been studied, and they have already reached the height of omnipotence.

The new world model has also been improved with Eden and his efforts, and the final stage can now be started.

"Yes." The goddess of savior responded softly. Although the time was very rushed, she had nothing to do at this point.

She adjusted her mentality and exhaled:

"Teacher, can you unlock your protection during the decisive battle?"

"Even my protection can't be broken, that can only mean..." Before he finished speaking, Ximu saw his apprentice, holding his arm pitifully, and begging softly:

"Teacher, please~"

"Even if I remove the protection, you can't interfere with me." Ximu shook his head, but found that the savior goddess held his arm tighter, and her expression became more pitiful, making people unable to bear to refuse.

"Teacher~ If you don't remove the protection, there will be no chance to interfere." The savior goddess deliberately prolonged her voice, as if she was acting like a little girl.

In response, Ximu was silent for a while and asked: "Who taught you to act like a spoiled child like this?"

The savior goddess hesitated, and then said truthfully: "It was the sick witch sister who taught me."

"Okay, I will remove the protection when the time comes." Ximu raised his hand and rubbed the savior goddess's head, "But removing the protection is not necessarily a good thing. It will be more dangerous for you, just like putting your hand directly into the sun."

The savior goddess pursed her lips tightly: "That's enough."

Seeing this, Ximu didn't say much, and turned to talk to the savior goddess about other things. The two sat on the steps, talking like a father and daughter... no, maybe a brother and sister.

After a long time, the savior goddess left hell.

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Two days later.

The whole world knew that the Lord of Ashes was about to come, and people made their choice at the last moment. For most people, the correct death was the only choice, and only a few people chose to cross the Ragnarok.

"It's over. This is the last day of the end of the world." The Delusion Demon stood at the edge of the city, then turned to the Density Demon and asked, "Do you choose to fight against the Lord of Ashes or choose the correct death?"

The Density Demon clenched his fist: "Of course I choose to fight against the Lord of Ashes. Even if I can't win, I want to punch that man, otherwise it's really..."

Before he finished speaking, the Delusion Demon added the second half of the sentence:

"Too suffocating, right?"

"Yes." The Density Demon laughed and looked at the horizon with the Delusion Demon. Now the temperature in the air is getting hotter and hotter, indicating that the Lord of Ashes from the future is coming at a very fast speed.

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The end of time.

In the world of ash.

"...It's over." Ximu drew out the Great Sword of Death, and calmly looked at the omniscient god who turned into broken light and disappeared, then cast his eyes to the past, and then moved forward to the past, gradually burning the past time.

And this is also reflected in the past.

The flame of ash suddenly spread all over the world, and everything was burned into ash at this moment, and only a very few people could survive.

Iris Kingdom.

Volcano Alchemy Workshop.

"You are here?" The Alchemy Witch was wearing a white coat, her legs wrapped in black silk crossed, and she smiled at the man who appeared out of thin air, "Am I the last witch to survive?"

Ximu replied: "Obviously impossible."

"That's right." The Alchemy Witch sighed, then raised her white neck and said unexpectedly frankly, "Then kill me."

Although she has been trying to study non-existent matter, and she does have a corresponding idea, that is, to extract non-existent matter from the soul, but due to time constraints, this plan has never been implemented.

So she currently cannot produce the material that transcends the Ragnarok.

"What a pity." Ximu sighed, and drew out the Great Sword of Death out of thin air, and was about to end the life of the Alchemist Witch.

"What a pity?" The Alchemist Witch blinked her eyes and pressed her fingers lightly on her rosy lips, "Is it a pity that you didn't get both me and my daughter?"

Ximu: "..."

"What a pity, my daughter has already gone to hell in advance." The Alchemist Witch smiled, "Otherwise..."

Before she finished speaking, the Great Sword of Death was swung down, directly ending the life of the Alchemist Witch.

Ximu turned around expressionlessly and disappeared in the Alchemy Workshop, going to find the next person who was going to try to cross the Ragnarok.

Unlike the last time he burned the world, he needed to face enemies all over the world, but this time they were extremely scattered. These were people who tried to cross the Ragnarok, and basically did not try to cross it by force. There were also many demons and witches... The relationship was not very good, and even their plans had a certain degree of contradiction.

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Lionheart King City.

The mansion by the lake.

The invisible barrier isolated the flame of ash.

"Why do you look a little impatient?" The Plague Goddess sat elegantly by the lake, looking at Akhtar who walked out of the void, and her delicate face showed a trace of confusion, "Is it caused by the impulse of creation?"

"Maybe." Ximu answered, and saw the Plague Goddess shook her head, stood up with her skirt, and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Why do you want to stay in the world?"

"Maybe it's because you appeared too early." Ximu replied. There are many goddesses in the sky, but the Plague Goddess is a special one. She appeared too early and meant a turning point in the fate of the world, so it is difficult not to leave a deep impression on people.

"Is that so~" The Plague Goddess smiled cunningly, the melancholy in her eyes disappeared, and pinched Akhtar's cheek, "What impression did I leave on you at the beginning?"

Ximu thought about it, and when he was about to answer, he saw the Plague Goddess covering his mouth with her palm, and then gently kissed the back of his hand.

"If I could see you in the new world," the Plague Goddess showed Akhtar the lipstick kiss on the back of her hand. "Then it wouldn't be through the back of my hand. That would be a reward for the savior."

"Is saving the world worth a kiss?" Ximu shook his head dissatisfied, "When did saving the world become so cheap?"

The Plague Goddess put her hands behind her back, approached Akhtar, and showed a bright smile, "Then what kind of reward do you think is appropriate?"

Ximu said: "If you don't talk much, you should pay some interest, right?"

"Okay." The Plague Goddess stretched out her hand and grabbed Akhtar's collar, then gave it a strong shake, and then their lips and teeth met.

After a while, the two separated.

"Are you satisfied with this?" the Plague Goddess asked with a smile. She no longer cares about Akhtar's identity as the Lord of Ashes, because the man standing in front of her is not the destroyer, but the savior who has cooperated with the Witch of Death. who.

So she can accept Akhtar's greed for her.

"I'm not even willing to kill you." Ximu touched his lips, as if hesitating whether to burn the world to ashes later.

However, after seeing the Plague Goddess raising her white neck, waiting for him to take action, he ignited a flame in his palm and burned the Plague Goddess out.

Ximu turned around and looked at the sick-dead witch not far away. Their eyes overlapped and became a line. Then he flicked his fingers with an expressionless face, and a wisp of sparks burned the sick-dead witch into ashes and sent the sick-dead witch to hell.

And right now.

A girl's figure walked out from behind a tree not far away. She was wearing a gorgeous Loli dress, with black twin tails hanging down. She had a seductive smile on her pretty face. She had obviously been hiding in the lakeside mansion for a long time, but she had not shown up before.

"They are really treated differently." The clone witch walked towards the Lord of Ashes step by step with graceful steps. Looking at his indifferent expression, she kept a calm and elegant smile, "However, it is too late for me to meet you."

She stopped in front of Akhtar and lifted up her skirt.

"You should take off the protection, right?"

Ximu replied: "It's solved."

"Then... you're welcome, can I become a part of you?" The clone witch stepped forward, held the Lord of Ashes in her arms, and activated her clone power, wanting to turn herself into the Lord of Ashes. The clone, then turns all life into the Ash Lord clone, and then redifferentiates in a new world.

Theoretically, as long as her plan succeeds, the Lord of Ashes can use her ability to turn everyone...including the souls of hell into clones, and then smoothly take everyone to a new world.

As for whether it counts as oneself after being transformed into the avatar of the Lord of Ashes, that depends on people's definition of self.

The delicate hands of the hug were strong, and the clone witch seemed to want to integrate into the body of the Lord of Ashes. The full fruit was squeezed into an oblate shape, feeling the temperature transmitted from the Lord of Ashes' body, and she felt like she was about to be burned... No, Just burned out.

The body of the clone witch was ignited with ash flames. She felt like she was hugging the sun. Let alone becoming a part of the sun, even getting close was a luxury.

The Lord of Ashes, who was enough to burn the world, burned her into ashes the moment she wanted to blend in.

A gentle breeze blew.

Some smoke and dust were rolled up and drifted into the lake not far away.

Ximu turned around calmly and left. If the clone witch reached the height of omnipotence, she might be able to resist his own ash flames and successfully transform into his clone, but the clone witch did not reach the height of omnipotence after all.

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The flames that burned the world to ashes became more intense.

Demons and witches thought about ways to save the world, and applied them to the Lord of Ashes one by one, but failed without exception.

This is due to both imperfect planning and insufficient strength.

final.

"Teacher." The goddess of salvation called softly, clenching the holy sword in her hand, and her amber eyes reflected the man opposite her. He was the culprit who burned the world to ashes, and was also the teacher who taught her.

Ximu said nothing, his ruby-like pupils reflected the student's uneasiness: "Maybe I should give you more time."

"Teacher, you won't wait for the exam." The savior goddess shook her head slightly, and then waved the holy sword in her hand. She wanted to show everything she had learned, even if it was meaningless to the teacher.

Seeing the Holy Sword being swung, Ximu gently raised his hand and grabbed it in his palm, and immediately the blazing ash flames engulfed everything.

The fire burned towards the past.

Until fifty thousand years ago.

The tree of omniscience has not yet spread everywhere, and at first mankind has not yet been completely immersed in the endless blessings bestowed by the omniscient God.

The goddess of life was born.

Next to the Tree of Omniscient, a goddess in a white robe looked at the world as if she were a child, but her mature figure seemed to embody the beauty of all women, making it impossible to tell how long she had been born.

Ximu stopped the action of Burning the World, walked out of the void, and stood in front of the Goddess of Life, with the line of sight of both sides overlapping.