After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 580 - 232: Wake Up, My King_2

She sat on Ahtal’s abdomen, feeling something pressing against her from behind, yet she felt no fatigue.

However, she wasn’t surprised.

"My king, indulging in women is not a good thing." She reached out to stroke Ahtal’s cheek:

"It’s time to inspect your realm."

"I don’t recall the Iris Flower Kingdom belonging to me." Xi Mu shook his head, but Letixia smiled and explained:

"Not long ago, my father passed the Iris Flower to me, and my kingdom is naturally yours too."

She pulled Ahtal’s hand.

"So my king should get up and inspect the kingdom."

"...Alright." Xi Mu did not refuse, accompanying Letixia out of the room, only to see Sleipnir on the living room sofa, arms hugging his knees, silently watching the two as they exited the room.

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A sandstorm howled across the sky, the temperature seemingly draining every drop of moisture from the air, yet in such a harsh environment, the silhouette of a young girl gradually became clear.

She wore a skirt armor, her long golden hair tied into a single ponytail, swaying with the sandstorm, giving off a dignified and sacred impression.

And at this moment.

The girl’s steps suddenly halted, and with a flick of her wrist, a golden holy sword materialized in her hand. She surveyed her surroundings vigilantly, seeing the ground’s gravel begin to stir, with a green-skinned humanoid monster emerging.

This monster, apart from the rag around its loins, held a bone knife, giving off a very rundown appearance.

"Hehe, we have guests, everyone come out." The green-skinned monster with the bone knife tapped the ground, seeing the gravel surge and numerous green-skinned monsters emerge.

The scene was like a dignified Knightess on a journey being surrounded by a horde of goblins, falling into an obvious crisis.

However, the situation instantly reversed when the Goddess of Salvation’s amber eyes turned dignified, adopting an attack stance.

"Thud!" The monstrous figure with the bone knife knelt without hesitation, raising both hands high.

The other monsters also knelt, only a moment slower, but the speed of their kneeling was astonishing.

The atmosphere fell silent. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

The Goddess of Salvation’s pretty face showed a trace of confusion and hesitation, seemingly unable to understand the green-skinned monsters’ about-face.

The leading monster forced a pleasing smile, raising his hands higher: "An existence with such an aura is either a witch or a goddess; I think abandoning any behavior that might threaten you is better."

In this world, even if one is a witch, being killed would only return them to the real world, but both witches and goddesses exist in reality and can descend offline at any time.

Therefore, they must be submissive when necessary, and they also wish to survive longer in the simulation world, to see if the witches and demons can produce any powerful blessings, thereby following them offline.

"What were you planning to do to me earlier?" The Goddess of Salvation asked, her holy sword emitting a faint glow, exuding a powerful pressure, as if ready to claim a life at any moment.

The lead monster paused, then explained: "We are a group that worships the Monster Witch, abandoning... the shackles of human bodies, fundamentally changing our way of survival."

He pointed to his green skin.

"Our current way of reproduction is self-reproduction, not needing any other gender. Moreover, we don’t need much food; with sunlight and a little sand, we can meet all survival needs."

"So why did you surround me?" The Goddess of Salvation reiterated, having been taught by the Goddess of Plague and the Pestilence Witch, having some common sense in communication, so as not to let the topic be easily diverted.

"To increase our kind." A monster with a slightly protruding chest, wrapped in rags, spoke in a deep masculine voice.

She lowered her head, her forehead touching the gravel.

"Even though our survival needs are small, we have a need to increase our kind. The more of our kind there are, the more blessings we can receive from the Monster Witch."

The Goddess of Salvation nodded at this, asking: "How do you plan to..."

"It’s to knock you out, and swallow you whole." A seductive yet dangerous female voice, with sweet breath brushing against Ahtal’s ear, made her instinctively want to avoid it, but her body could not move.

The Goddess of Salvation’s amber eyes shifted slightly, gazing at the girl who appeared beside her. Her black hair was tied in twin tails, her fair skin seemingly never seeing light, her delicate pretty face adorned with a graceful smile, yet her aura gave off an extremely dangerous feeling.

She had seen this woman before, frequently staying at the Lakefront Mansion, holding a parasol, but due to the Goddess of Plague’s disallowance, she had never actively interacted with this woman.

But she knew this woman’s name and abilities.

"Avatar Witch, in this world, you cannot turn me into an avatar." The Goddess of Salvation said calmly, watching as the Avatar Witch withdrew her hand, smiling cheerfully as she backed away a few steps.

"I’m just here waiting for the Pestilence Witch." The Avatar Witch tapped her lower lip with a slender finger, her slim waist bending, the pale fruits on her chest swaying, catching one’s breath uncontrollably.

She was a seductive yet dangerous witch.

However.

The Savior Witch’s gaze didn’t change at all; she didn’t appreciate the Avatar Witch’s allure, only possessing the recognition that the Avatar Witch was extremely dangerous, necessitating caution.

"How cruel, such indifferent eyes." The Avatar Witch didn’t mind, instead maintaining a sweet smile, "Little one, do you want to know the method of saving the world?"

The Goddess of Salvation was momentarily stunned, then immediately said: "I already know the method of saving the world."

"Is learning the method from your mentor correct?" The Avatar Witch maintained her smile, approaching the Goddess of Salvation with temptation, "And does your mentor really have nothing hidden from you?"

With those words, a gleam of the sword flashed, the howling sandstorm split instantly, as if a massive wound were sliced open in the world itself.

However.

"Did you also sense something amiss?" A seductive smile sounded from the side, as the Avatar Witch emerged unscathed, hands behind her back as she studied the Goddess of Salvation’s expression, "If only to prove your mentor is without fault, would you like to understand our salvation concept?"

The Goddess of Salvation turned to leave.

"After all, you can’t find your mentor right away either." The Avatar Witch caught up, "Why not meet some demons and witches on your journey? Maybe you can find a good method of saving the world."

She handed over a map.

"You can follow this map to learn about the demons and witches, or you can ignore this map, but then you’ll have to find your own way."

The Goddess of Salvation stopped, asked the Avatar Witch: "What is your purpose for approaching me?"

"Perhaps I want to play the role of guiding the savior." The Avatar Witch handed the map to the Goddess of Salvation, then vanished as a phantom from the place.

She wasn’t interested in the Goddess of Salvation herself, but she was very curious about the savior’s mentor, wanting to know who that unseen presence really was, whether it was as she had expected.

The yellow sands howled across the sky.

The remaining monsters exchanged glances, seemingly having acquired very important information. Although there was little conversation, it let them understand that the Goddess of Salvation existed in this world and was still searching for the method of saving the world.

"Was this simulation world created for the Goddess of Salvation?" Someone questioned, "It’s been less than three years since Ragnarok, so creating a simulation world to give the Goddess of Salvation time to grow is quite normal."

"But the powers of the simulation world can’t be brought into the real world." Someone refuted, stating that the simulated blessings obtained in the simulation world were ultimately false and couldn’t be actualized in the real world.

"But what if the Goddess of Salvation doesn’t need power to grow?" The lead monster speculated, "What if the Goddess of Salvation needs the experience of wielding power?"

The atmosphere fell silent.

Speculations about deities held little meaning, as they were ultimately a group of weaklings, unable to possibly know the truth.