Miss Surtr will ignite the world

"I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Yae Sakura said solemnly.

"Well, let's not delay, let's begin."

The Third Collapse: Chapter Twenty-Four - A Sword's Revenge

In the center of Changkong City, in a furniture market.

Sirin leaned against the soft sofa, her long legs casually draped over the coffee table. Her school uniform from Chiyu Academy had transformed into a black and white dress, and the Honkai energy around her flowed into her body like a stream.

The Herrscher of Thunder, who only had a fleeting moment of glory, was unable to fully utilize the Honkai energy in the city. The remaining Honkai energy has now all benefited her.

Although she was very unhappy about being treated like someone else's leftovers, now was not the time to be picky.

The empty body was gradually filled, not very quickly, so as not to make too much noise and attract unwanted attention.

However, the increase in strength still brought a pleased smile to Sirin's lips.

She recalled the whereabouts of her jewels.

If nothing unexpected happens, her gem was probably taken by Destiny or Anti-Entropy. The former is the organization of those despicable Valkyries, and the latter is the organization of that vile traitor.

However, that was all she knew about it.

More specific details, such as location and personnel composition, will only be known after further investigation.

Of course, while she calls it an investigation, she doesn't need to go through the trouble of searching herself. As an omnipotent Herrscher, she has much more convenient methods.

Xilin's gaze fell on the LCD TV in front of her, which had already turned off.

Although she usually prefers to use her powers in a rough manner, it doesn't mean she's incapable of some precise operations.

She had studied on the moon back then, so she had some ideas in mind, but she felt it was unnecessary and never planned to use them.

Not having plans doesn't mean she won't.

A spark of electricity crackled from her forehead as Sirin decided to go directly to their database.

With the Conquer Gem, Sirin, who can directly manipulate electronics, is the world's most elite hacker.

But before she could make a move, her body suddenly stiffened, and she looked to her side.

"Is Celine still planning to buy furniture?"

Surtr, shrouded in wind, stood in front of the mall entrance, her holy sword tilted forward. Clearly, the person she was looking for was just ahead.

Only when she was this close did she vaguely perceive the flow of Honkai energy around her.

It seems that guy is quite cautious.

Surtr sensed that things were likely to get a bit tricky, as the opponent seemed to be behaving rather cautiously.

A Celine who doesn't swell up?

It didn't feel very good.

"Don't make a move immediately; wait for the right opportunity."

Surtr threw the small white bird she was holding onto the ground to avoid being caught in the crossfire later.

"understood."

Fluttering its wings, the white bird uttered the sound of Siegfried. With the decisive battle imminent, it had no time to savor even the wondrous experience of being transformed into a bird.

"Alright, let's begin the operation."

With that, Surtr stepped into the mall.

Deep inside the hall, a mocking smile played on Celine's lips.

"Ridiculous. Do you think this level of concealment can fool the omnipotent Herrscher?"

To prevent the previous situation from recurring, she had already deployed weak electromagnetic waves around her, so that she could detect any entity that passed by.

Surtr's aura concealment only hides his aura, not to the point of eliminating his existence; the Wind King's barrier is merely invisibility.

Xilin lifted her fingertips slightly.

The moment Surtr stepped into the shadows.

Ripples spread around her as dozens of Void Spears, already prepared, emerged from the void with their sharp tips, enveloping the girl's slender figure. Like lightning tearing through the night sky, they pierced Surtr's vitals with a shriek that distorted space.

They were discovered, they were ambushed.

The obvious answer flashed through my mind.

Why? That's a question we can only think about later.

The Spear of the Void is a spear located in the imaginary space and cannot be defended against by physical attacks.

The corresponding information flashed through her mind. At this moment, she was completely surrounded by spears in all directions. In less than half a second, these spears would pierce her like a hedgehog.

It was a life-or-death crisis right from the start.

There are multiple ways to counter this, and liberating Avalon is undoubtedly the most convenient way. However, it is obviously not advisable to reveal your trump card at the beginning of the game. Now that the initiative has been lost, it is even more important to be cautious about revealing your trump card.

Surtr stomped her toes on the ground without stopping, instead accelerating forward.

She brandished her flaming sword, which swirled in front of her, forming a crimson barrier. She didn't know if her flames could scorch the opponent's spear; it would be best if they could, but even if they couldn't.

Either way, it's the same as death.

The flames of the end swept through the hall, the concept of destruction dissolving all visible enemies. Surtr emerged unscathed from the flames and silently charged toward Sirin.

"What kind of flame is that that can burn away my attack?"

Her mocking gaze turned to surprise. If she hadn't failed to detect the aura of the Plague Gem on the other person, she would have almost thought that the other person had also installed her gem.

So far, only a Herrscher has ever blocked her spear head-on.

Was it because of that sword?

But I didn't feel anything like the Divine Key from above, so the problem lies with that guy himself.

A guess flashed through her mind, and Sirin's gaze once again shifted to looking down from a high place.

"It's just a trivial skill."

The power surging within her body made Her Majesty feel somewhat inflated, and she resolved to avenge the previous sword strike.

Surtr was incredibly fast, covering a distance of tens of meters in just a second. The Flame Sword, dragging the Burning Wind, slashed towards the Herrscher's true form, but missed its target just before the blade made contact.

Sirin had already teleported to the gate where Surtr had been standing, raised her hand, and slashed horizontally.

A transparent thread flashed in the center of my vision, and the entire space in front of me emitted a sound like a mirror shattering.

The pain below caused Surtr to raise his eyebrows slightly.

Immediately following, endless flames surged wildly outward from every door, every window, and every gap within the mall.

The blazing pillar of fire shot into the sky, like a volcano awakening and venting its fury.

The magnificent building collapsed into ruins in a matter of seconds. On the other side of the street, atop a tall building, Sirin reappeared, her neck raised and her skirt fluttering.

Followed by.

Under the pitch-black night sky, the sun rises.

Surtr burst out of the ruins, a thin line of blood on her waist quietly healing, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes. With explosive speed, she closed the distance to Sirin and swung her sword.

The roof was violently ripped off, but there was still nothing in front of the sword blade.

But she didn't stop.

Without needing to stop and observe, Surtr broke through the wall beneath his feet, transforming into a crimson meteor, and swung his sword towards the space to the left.

The sword's edge was only half a foot away from Sirin, who appeared in the void, but the Herrscher's eyes showed surprise, though she didn't panic much.

Snapped.

A crisp snap of fingers echoed from the gradually freezing spacetime.

The Third Collapse: Chapter Twenty-Five - A Sudden Turn of Events

The snap of his fingers was like a pebble thrown into water, creating invisible ripples around Surtr.

In an instant, she felt as if she had sunk into an invisible quagmire, every movement slowed down dozens of times, and even her thoughts seemed to become sluggish.

She was very familiar with this feeling, once when she was in Esdeath's Mahabodhima, and another time when she was imprisoned by the Lion King's Holy Lance.

From a physical perspective, the other party's actions are closer to the former.

However, the former freezes time, while the one in front of us manipulates space to influence time.

After all, the two are relative concepts.

If Schicksal was able to create a spacetime fracture system after studying Sirin's Herrscher core, then there's no reason why Sirin herself couldn't do it.

Having had similar experience, Surtr couldn't be bound for long, but it was enough for the opponent to calmly create distance.

"Are you ready to die, you ant?"

A smug, confident smile played on Celine's lips. Taking advantage of Surtr's momentary hesitation, she gracefully raised her hand.

The invisible space materialized under the power of the Herrscher, forming a huge black cube on either side of Surtr.

With a gentle twist of the five fingers.

The cube closes.

Snap your fingers again.

The black cube deforms and twists, like a Rubik's Cube being rapidly rotated.

Inside the Rubik's Cube, the space around Surtr seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, and began to emit a teeth-grinding distorting sound.

The concepts of up, down, left, and right became blurred. Everything in her field of vision, including herself, was divided into different modules by the power of space, spinning and folding wildly.

No matter how strong a physical body is, it is like a fragile building block in the face of spatial power, and is kneaded at will. In the end, under the will of the gods, Surtr and the space she was in collapsed inward, completely twisted and crushed!

"ended."

Xilin raised her chin high, her golden eyes gleaming with the satisfaction of revenge. She could almost picture her opponent turning to dust as space itself annihilated.

However, just when she thought victory was assured, inside that distorted space, Surtr, enveloped in stardust, gripped a silver lance tightly in his hand.

To keep Celine, we need to be completely unexpected, and now is the perfect opportunity.

Outside, watching the space disappear into nothingness, Sirin lowered her hand, a bored expression on her face.

"That's all there is to it."

Her comments.

Sure enough, she had just been a little careless. If she had been a little more serious, this kind of guy would have been no problem at all.

Next, let's head straight to Schicksal... no, before that, let's take care of that Siegfried guy first.

Having experienced it twice, Sirin knew that the opponent's Divine Key was quite dangerous. Even with her confidence, several failures taught the Queen a slightly more cautious approach to things.

Moreover, if she doesn't kill the guy who humiliated her twice, her Dao heart will be unstable.

As Her Majesty planned for the future and was about to leave, the composed expression on her face suddenly froze. She turned her head as if she had witnessed something unbelievable.

The still-unsettled spatial turbulence was repelled by some force, and a solid, swift spear of light, completely different from the flames, shot out from it and arrived in an instant.

Sirin's pupils contracted as the spear of light shot towards her at a speed beyond her conscious reaction. To dodge or to defend? There was no time to think; she instinctively chose the latter.

An imaginary barrier opened up from the front, but what could usually be accomplished with just a thought now seemed incredibly sluggish.

No, it wasn't that there was anything wrong with her body; it was just that compared to the speed of the light, her movements were undoubtedly too slow.

Before the barrier was fully deployed, the spear of light had already arrived.

But the expected collision did not occur; the light could not even penetrate the imaginary number barrier that had not yet taken shape.

This attack, which was all bark and no bite, momentarily stunned Her Majesty.

Only after that did Surtr's clear and beautiful voice come from the front.

"Beyond the sky, rushing to the earth. It is the wedge of light standing at the end of the world. —Shining in the spear of the end."

At the same time, in front of Sirin's eyes, golden patterns spread wildly in the air, like the roots of a giant tree, constantly taking root in this space.

A sense of foreboding washed over her. Sirin mobilized her power, intending to teleport again, but the space around her seemed to be instantly encased in invisible diamond, becoming indestructible and incredibly heavy.

But this is not the end.