After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 534 - 210 Meeting_2

Before she could finish speaking, she sensed something was amiss.

Now, she hardly counted as a cultist. The current Witch of Death had a cooperative relationship with All Gods and didn’t need to hide like before; she could openly spread the faith of the Church of Death.

"Kaschte, I really saw Ahtal." Letixia pursed her lips, explaining to Shark Girl Kaschte, "It wasn’t an illusion, he was sitting right beside the Goddess of Plague, and she even fed him a biscuit..."

Shark Girl Kaschte couldn’t help but smirk, "The Goddess of Plague feeding Ahtal biscuits, you know that’s impossible just by thinking about it."

She explained as such.

"Lord Ahtal isn’t close to the Goddess of Plague, it’s impossible for them to have such a close interaction."

Letixia fell silent.

Seeing this, Shark Girl Kaschte scratched her cheek, feeling perhaps she had spoken too harshly. She glanced around the duel arena and said:

"The gods lying in ambush should handle the witch and the followers of the Dusk Cult. We can stay in Lionheart Castle for a while."

"Thank you." Letixia sincerely thanked her, aware that Shark Girl Kaschte had softened, although she felt she hadn’t seen wrong. But logically, Shark Girl Kaschte was right.

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At the same time.

In the flipped-sided world.

The Avatar Witch folded her arms and let blood drip down her pale fingertips. She looked around at the gods surrounding her and let out a sigh of disappointment:

"You are really well-prepared."

"Just surrender." The Goddess of the Sword said coldly, eyeing the weak Avatar Witch, "We don’t have the energy to flush out all your avatars."

"Would surrendering even mean anything?" The Avatar Witch shook her head, producing an eyeball imbued with the essence of the Ash Fire, which belonged to the saintess of the Dusk Cult and contained special powers, said to grant the power of the Ash Fire when implanted into a human body.

But such a thing held no significance at the witch’s level.

"Did you know?" She stuffed the eyeball into her mouth, her power surged instantly... no, it weakened drastically.

She fell from demon to the pinnacle of humanity.

"With the Avatar Power, I can freely transfer and dictate the strength of my avatars, making them as weak as regular humans if needed, and the weaker the person, the more susceptible they are to the Ash Fire."

A god showed a look of bewilderment, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

"What would happen if, after becoming infected, I were to raise my strength back to the level of a witch?" The Avatar Witch’s power began to climb relentlessly, her body igniting with the Ash Fire, exuding a dangerous aura.

"Such a level of power, in the past, only Ahtal might have possessed, right?" She stretched out her hand, igniting it with the Ash Fire.

"Now I possess the power to kill gods..." Before she could finish speaking, the raging Ash Fire consumed her, reducing her to ashes.

The atmosphere grew silent.

The Goddess of the Sword looked perplexed, making eye contact with the adjacent Goddess of Plague; she had thought she was about to face a witch with the power to kill gods, but the result turned out to be the Avatar Witch burning herself to ash.

"It must be the adaptation process." the Goddess of Plague analyzed, "She was just infected by the Ash Fire, then put all her power into it, of course, she burned herself to ash."

The Goddess of the Sword shook her head, "It shouldn’t be that simple."

If the Ash Fire could be mastered so easily, just by reducing one’s power to the pinnacle of humanity and then willingly embracing the power of the Ash Fire, anyone could obtain the power to burn gods to death. That would mean the mastery of the Ash Fire is far too cheap, and it wouldn’t just be Ahtal who had the power of the Ash Fire that could kill gods.

"Perhaps it’s also related to demonic rituals." The God of Beauty and Art speculated, "The Ash Fire grew with Ahtal, being present during the stages of awakening abilities and completing demonic rituals, but the Avatar Witch lacked this adaptive and growth process. The Ash Fire she contracted purely burned her like kindling."

"This is also good." The Goddess of the Sword breathed a sigh of relief, "It’s not good for the gods if too many witches and demons gain control of the Ash Fire."

Though it appeared the Ash Fire was very cheap, available to any follower of the Dusk Cult, it didn’t mean that the Ash Fire wasn’t dangerous, just that no one could harness it to the extent of burning gods to death.

"There probably isn’t anyone in this world who can awaken their abilities after being infected by the Ash Fire and successfully complete the demon ritual," a goddess with aqua-blue hair said softly, and her emotions also stabilized.

Even though it’s just analysis and speculation, it’s certain that mastering the Ash Fire won’t be easy, resulting in few beings capable of killing gods.

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Meanwhile.

In a noble’s mansion in Lionheart Castle.

The basement.

As the iron door opened, the Avatar Witch leaned on the wall with one hand, her long legs wrapped in black stockings trembling, her face pale as she walked out.

Even though she only tried to see if she could master the Ash Fire, it still consumed a large amount of magic power, and she wouldn’t be able to recover it for a while.

"I didn’t expect there to be an unexpected gain," she said while leaning on the wall, recalling her attempts to control the Ash Fire.

When the intensity of her Ash Fire reached the height of a witch, she felt the gaze of the King of Ash. Although it was just a momentary look, it made her understand that the Ash Fire of a witch’s magnitude could attract the attention of the King of Ash... no, more accurately, it was establishing contact with the King of Ash.

"If I can master the Ash Fire to the extent of a witch, can I use the adaptability of the Ash Fire to sneak into the new world?" she speculated, trying to find a way to survive.

The biggest obstacle to sneaking into the new world was not the hostility from the King of Ash, but the Ash Fire burning through the process of world transformation. If there was a way to withstand the burning of the Ash Fire, maybe she could sneak into the world created by the King of Ash.

But currently, no one possesses such high adaptability to the Ash Fire, let alone making the entire world adapt at such a level.

However, it was undoubtedly an idea.

As for directly killing the King of Ash, that wasn’t being considered at the moment, especially after feeling the momentary gaze of the King of Ash, she felt that directly killing the King of Ash wasn’t very likely.

The criteria for victory never solely involve defeating the enemy; sometimes, finding a way to survive is also a victory. Since there’s no way to kill the King of Ash, finding a way to coexist with him is also within consideration.

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The next day.

The drizzle was misty.

Shark Girl Kaschte carried a serrated greatsword, letting the drizzle fall on her; she loved water and never used an umbrella on rainy days.

However, as a human, Letixia needed to use an umbrella for the rain.

"How about we go have lunch?" Shark Girl Kaschte suggested, and immediately noticed Letixia standing still, her gaze fixed on the end of the street where there was no one.

However, through Letixia’s eyes, there was a man with an umbrella standing by a streetlamp.

Their gazes met.

"Letixia, what’s wrong?" Shark Girl Kaschte asked, her expression growing more bizarre, and she turned her head to look again at the end of the street where the streetlamp stood.

Still, there was no one there.

"He’s right there," Letixia said softly, walking towards Lord Ahtal with her umbrella, while Shark Girl Kaschte twitched her mouth, seeing no one, wondering if the human was hallucinating from longing.

But she still followed, coming to the streetlamp.

Xi Mu turned around, his umbrella touching Letixia’s, the rain sliding off the surfaces of the umbrellas.

Shark Girl Kaschte finally noticed the anomaly as well — not because she sensed someone in front of her, but because the rain didn’t fall right.

"There’s a bakery nearby," Xi Mu pointed to a nearby bakery, "How about we grab some lunch there?"