After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 64 - 37 Volcano Temple_2

She looked serious.

"Lord Ahtal, you are undoubtedly an honorable person, and you have the favor of the Goddess of Life, as long as you can overcome the restrictions designated by bloodline, you can indeed use the Sword of Light,"

Sorry, I’m totally not honorable.

Xi Mu silently thought to himself, but he had no intention of saying it aloud. He showed a hesitant expression and said, "Now is not the time for a wedding."

"It’s alright, completing the blood pact is enough," Letixia gently shook her head and took out a sharp dagger.

"This is not the time to fuss over ceremony."

"Alright," Xi Mu nodded gravely, only to see Letixia cut her own finger, allowing blood to flow, and then she spoke to him.

"We can’t prepare gold and silver goblets right now, so just drink my blood," she extended her cut finger toward Xi Mu.

After a moment of silence, Xi Mu grabbed Letixia’s wrist and sucked on the bleeding finger.

Then, Letixia grabbed his hand and drew a spell with her blood on the back of his dominant hand.

"Lord Ahtal, please give me your blood," after drawing, Letixia spoke to Xi Mu.

Following the same process, Xi Mu cut his own finger and then inserted it into Letixia’s small mouth. The soft sensation wrapping around his finger involuntarily made him move it.

Every time he engaged in a blood pact, he would curse the damn virgin nature of the game officials in his mind; they allowed a finger to be inserted into the mouth but nothing else.

Probably the game’s official censors were virgins themselves.

He withdrew his finger.

Under Letixia’s guidance, Xi Mu drew a spell on the back of her hand, completing the spell.

Then, both of them clasped their fingers together and began to recite the spell concerning the blood pact.

It was done.

The door opened.

Xi Mu left without looking back, and outside the door, Letixia and Fifine, watching his receding figure, remained silent for a long time.

His disappearing silhouette seemed so far beyond reach, as if gone forever.

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Volcano.

Temple.

Xi Mu’s figure, like a ghost, moved stealthily through the jungle, until he arrived behind a large rock. He surveyed the surroundings, only to see the captured youths orderly moving rocks towards the top of the volcano.

And the temple, it already had a rough framework.

The environment hadn’t changed much from before the optimization, but the soldiers on the Volcano Temple map had been consumed by the fire of Surter, turning into kindling and markedly increasing their strength through the evil Dao of burning life, as well as acquiring the ability to attach fire to themselves.

But for him, who had already slain a dragon and received the experience bounty, this wasn’t a problem.

Moreover, he didn’t plan on fighting his way through forcefully. The map of the Volcano Temple had a boss character over level ninety, who he couldn’t possibly defeat at this stage.

So, he needed to find strong support to help.

Leaving the boulder behind, Xi Mu, like a specter, moved through the underbrush and came up behind a patrolling soldier. He raised his hand to cover the soldier’s mouth and swiftly twisted his neck, the crisp sound of a neck breaking signaled the soldier’s instant demise.

He then dragged the soldier’s body away and threw it into a pile of jungle grass, and continued to do the same to several other soldiers, dumping their bodies in an open area.

Skilled in blood collecting, he painted a magic circle.

Then, he summoned the Witch of Death.

As the bodies on the ground began to burn with a pale blue flame, the Witch of Death materialized, as mysterious and elusive as ever, her wave-like blue hair cascading down, with her fingers interlaced in front of her.

"Ah~ you have summoned me again?" she glanced at the not-yet-fully burnt bodies, her cool voice revealing a hint of surprise.

"Human, the souls you have sacrificed this time are slightly more interesting,"

With her insight, she immediately recognized that these sacrificed souls had been contaminated by the flames of Surter, turned into kindling.

Left unattended, they wouldn’t live much longer.

However, from this she deduced something else, that the followers who worship the Flame Giant Surter had begun to move in this world.

Xi Mu, indifferent to what the Witch of Death thought, jokingly asked, "Can their souls be exchanged for a more profound death?"

"No," the Witch of Death answered swiftly. She was a bit interested in Ahtal, but not enough to grant him a more profound death.

Understanding this, Xi Mu nodded affirmatively, "Then, can I exchange it for a word from you?"

"What word?" The Witch of Death was somewhat intrigued, as she saw the silver-armored knight take down the meteoric greatbow from his back and reply to her.

"Just tell the first person who appears before you ’Don’t move.’ It’s quite simple, isn’t it?" Xi Mu drew the bow, and an arrow aglow with purple magic power materialized, aimed at the redhead dwarf on the mountain.

Following the direction of the silver-armored knight’s bow and arrow, the Witch of Death saw a red-haired dwarf sitting on the edge of the volcano, drinking from a flask.

"I can do that." She agreed with interest and watched as Xi Mu released the bowstring without hesitation. The purple arrow pierced the sky, shooting towards the peak of the volcano.

And naturally, the red-haired dwarf casually caught the incoming arrow, his gaze locked on the human who dared to attack him.

"Assassination is also a matter of strength." Sneering, he suddenly kicked off the ground with force, turned into a burning fireball, and landed in front of the silver-armored knight.

"Little fellow, your strength..." Before he could finish, he sensed the presence of a mysterious witch floating in midair behind the silver-armored knight.

"Don’t move." Concise and indifferent, the Witch of Death’s voice sounded almost careless, yet the red-haired dwarf dared not move at all.

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, but he was no fool.

The witch before him was none other than the legendary Witch of Death, who could kill him a thousand times over with a flick of her fingers.

"Witch, do you want the soul that is freshly slaughtered?" Xi Mu pulled out the Hunting King’s Greatsword planted in the ground and advanced towards the Volcano Temple.

He brushed past the red-haired dwarf, who did not try to stop him.

"How about a bet?" The Witch of Death shifted her gaze, looking at the red-haired dwarf who hadn’t moved an inch, and said:

"Guess whether he can successfully conquer the temple. If you guess right, you can live."

"He can!" The red-haired dwarf didn’t even think about it, backed by a top-tier witch, how could it be impossible to succeed; there was no chance of failure.

Moreover, if the Witch of Death wished, with a flick of her fingers, she could kill ninety-nine percent of people in the Flame Temple, and let the knight cut down a dying person, that would count as conquering the Volcano Temple.

So the answer was obvious, it must be ’he can.’

"Heh~" The Witch of Death chuckled softly, her sapphire-like eyes fixed on the silver-armored knight assaulting the Volcano Temple.

This human... why does he always happen to stumble into trouble.

Meanwhile.

At the entrance of the Volcano Temple.

"Hey... who are you?" The stationed soldiers watched the silver-armored knight approaching them with a greatsword in hand.

"Don’t come any closer!" Accompanied by the loud shouting, the stationed soldiers became alert, and then their consciousness ceased.

The greatsword, wrapped in black flames, struck out, turning into a waning moon, and the soldiers guarding the entrance were engulfed by the black flame, turned to ash.

Xi Mu stepped through the entrance of the Volcano Temple, looked up the long staircase, and thought that without that troublesome red-haired dwarf, this place was just a harder map. With magic potions to replenish his magic power, it was enough to slaughter his way through here.

"Noble Twelve Knights, to uphold justice, to eradicate evil, to let the king’s radiance shine again in this era."

The spell from the Ten Shadow Magics echoed, which was the fifth-ranked spell, capable of summoning the twelve most powerful knights from the past knight monarchies.

Well, it was similar to the Knights of the Round Table from the legend of King Arthur, probably because the game creator was too lazy to waste effort on new designs and directly transferred over the setting of the Knights of the Round Table.

However, the strength of these Noble Twelve Knights was undoubtedly formidable.

Xi Mu, while drinking magic potions to replenish his magic power, continued to ascend the Volcano Temple. Behind him, legendary and mighty knights began to appear one by one.