Miss Surtr will ignite the world

He now knows one thing clearly.

He realized he could no longer bring himself to kill Gilgamesh.

The body disagreed with him doing this.

Damn!

Slam the hammer into the ground.

The plan, which should have been foolproof, has failed. The other party will definitely be more vigilant now, and it will be impossible to get such a good opportunity again.

As long as Surtr is around, winning through battle is virtually impossible.

As long as Surtr is there

The image of that resentful yet fearful person flashed through Jin Gu's mind; only by defeating the opponent beforehand could he have a chance of victory.

How do you kill the other person?

It's incredibly difficult, but not impossible; it just requires a little determination.

Jingu was not a hesitant person; since there was no other way out, he would no longer hesitate.

He would do anything for his mother.

Under the cover of night, he arrived at Kusa, the city protected by Ereshkigal, the mistress of the underworld.

Underworld.

The silver chains coiled around the rapidly falling group like nimble snakes.

The pulling sensation came from beneath my feet.

The already rapid descent accelerated even further, and in the next instant, sparks flew in the air.

Surtr swung his sword, and the scorching hot blade of the Heavenly Fire severed the chains beneath Ritsuka and the others' feet.

"Take this, if there's danger..."

Surtr's rapidly blurring voice reached Ritsuka's ears. At the same time, a hard object was shoved into Ritsuka's arms, its shape resembling a certain video game console.

Shangri-La.

Ritsuka has seen Surtr use this item more than once.

I instinctively looked at the other person, but all I saw was a tiny dot rapidly moving away.

Perhaps because Ereshkigal's main attention was indeed focused on Surtr, the number of attacks falling on them decreased significantly after the two sides created distance.

Soon, the three of them fell to the ground.

"Senior, Miss Surtr, she..."

Mashu looked down at the red dot that was rapidly falling. The other party had cut their chains in the first place, but she herself had not been spared.

“Miss Surtr is so strong, she’ll be fine. We need to go find King Gilgamesh now.”

Ritsuka glanced in the direction Surtr had left, gripped the Shangri-La tightly, and didn't hesitate.

They currently have no means to help the other party, so they can only focus on doing their own thing first.

A cold, howling wind lashed against Surtr's face, causing her dress to flutter and her long, crimson hair to dance in the air.

The chains beneath her feet seemed like vengeful demons, relentlessly dragging her deeper into the underworld.

Wielding heavenly fire, he easily severed the chains; divine commandments had little effect on Surtr.

As she fell, her gaze fell downwards.

From beneath the earth, a ghostly blue light shone.

In the desolate wilderness, several thick stone pillars stood scattered around, and in the center, where the chains extended, a figure in white robes stood on the ground, looking up at the direction she had fallen.

Metal is solid.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes; he hadn't expected to meet this guy before he met Ereshkigal.

But there's only one. Where did Ereshkigal and Gorgon go?

Surtr searched the square, but the other party had no intention of giving her that chance.

Their gazes met in the air.

Followed by.

Jin Gu's body was surrounded by golden ripples that shone brightly in the dim underworld.

There was no need for further dialogue. This was a surprise attack, and he had no intention of giving the other side a chance to breathe.

Hundreds and thousands of weapons exuding a terrifying aura emerged from the ripples, and upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the vast majority of these weapons had the same design.

The aura emanating from it made Surtr feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although Surtr didn't recognize any of them, there was no doubt.

These are all weapons that have killed giants.

The wisdom of the people.

The ability to communicate with the memories of the stars and produce various items from the earth.

At this moment, Kingu seemed to have transformed into a giant arms factory, mass-producing weapons that could target Surtr from the assembly line.

The sound of wind breaking rang out.

With the weapons launched, hundreds of golden projectiles made of weapons transformed into beams of light, rushing towards their enemies like hunting dogs that had smelled blood.

The cold light gradually magnified in his eyes. This number would be difficult to dodge, so directly attacking them head-on would undoubtedly be an easier choice.

Even with special attacks, as long as you don't get hit, you'll be fine.

Surtr responded with the simplest and most direct approach: the sun rose from the dim underworld, he leaned forward, and swung the heavenly fire in his hand forward.

The scorching flames drew a long trail in the air, engulfing all the weapons that were attacking it.

Flames filled the space in an instant, but she did not feel the heat she was supposed to feel. In that instant, the surrounding space underwent an astonishing change.

It was as if the Grim Reaper of winter had cast his gaze upon this place, and a chilling aura suddenly descended upon this space.

The temperature dropped sharply, but that wasn't the most deadly thing.

For Surtr, low temperatures are the least of her fears, but within these low temperatures lies the concept of death.

A stinging pain shot through my body.

As if eroded by something, her fair skin began to rot like dead leaves in the rainforest, with ugly green spots and blisters appearing on her surface.

Without a doubt, this is absolutely Ereshkigal's masterpiece.

Although the sister of this shameful goddess in the game mostly unleashes lightning and throws stones, as the mistress of the underworld and a goddess who governs corruption and death, such terrifying and even disgusting attacks are her forte.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the opponent in the game completely overwhelmed the competition.

But the opponent's attack didn't stop there.

A cage of lightning and chains rose from the ground, while in the sky, the sun, which should have risen, was forcibly extinguished by some force, like a broken light bulb.

Immediately afterwards, beams of dark red light, like fresh blood, were aimed at her head.

The previous lightning was merely the underworld's automatic defense, but what is before us is undoubtedly divine punishment personally unleashed by the mistress of the underworld.

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Giving Surtr no room to struggle, the opponent intended to kill him here in one fell swoop.

The light gun fell, piercing the enemy who had trespassed into the underworld.

The earth of the underworld trembled violently, rocks tumbled down from the dome, and violent explosions echoed continuously from the dark space.

A chilling magic gathers over the wilderness.

Even the most powerful Servant could not survive such an attack.

A blonde woman emerged from the darkness.

Wearing a dark red cloak and a jet-black crown, her face looked exactly like Ishtar's.

Ereshkigal.

The mistress of the underworld.

He held a cold spear in his hand, his gaze fixed on the scorching earth before him.

"Hmph, even if it's Surtr, he's no match for me as long as he's in the Underworld."

Ereshkigal raised his head slightly.

Sure enough, it was just because Ishtar was too weak before. As long as we're in the Underworld, defeating her would be a piece of cake.

Although it was a sneak attack, the two sides have already become enemies, so morality and such need to be put aside.

She is a goddess, and a dark goddess of death, not a hero who values ​​honor.

Soon, the other party will be completely annihilated in the punishments of the underworld.

Ereshkigal was certain of it in his heart.

A moment later, when the lightning dissipated, the spot was empty, with only a few charred fragments visible, probably Surtr's corpse.

Even Ereshkigal couldn't sense a single sign of life.

Without a doubt, he was dead beyond dead.

She was quite nervous before the battle began, after all, it was that kind of monster.

However, she didn't expect it to go so smoothly; she succeeded in one strike, and she didn't even have a lot of preparations to make.

It's a bit of a pity.

"It's over. She has been completely annihilated under the punishment of the underworld."

Ereshkigal lowered his spear, secretly relieved.

But Jin Gu, standing to the side, frowned deeply.

He just died like that? How could that be?

A mix of emotions surged within him; he simply couldn't believe that the being he considered his greatest enemy had died so easily.

It had only been a little over a minute since the attack began.

That's way too fast!

He was more inclined to believe that the other party was actually hiding somewhere, planning to ambush them.

Are you sure she's dead?

Jin Gu confirmed.

"Of course, are you questioning my professionalism as a goddess?"

Ereshkigal patted his chest and assured her.

"Yeah."

Seeing this, Jingu didn't ask any more questions.

As incredible as it may seem, Ereshkigal's judgment was not wrong. If even the goddess of death said that the other party was already dead, then the other party most likely could not have survived.

Thinking of this, Jingu felt a little relieved and decided to go to Gorgon to take a look.

Just as she was about to say goodbye, she turned her head and saw Ereshkigal's terrified eyes.

"really!"

The other person's gaze was fixed ahead, and they subconsciously opened their mouth, widened their eyes, and stared at the spot where Surtr had died.

This performance made Jin Gu's heart skip a beat.

A bad feeling crept into my heart.

Follow the other person's gaze.

A firelight appeared in the dark space, and figures could be vaguely seen floating within it.

The next moment, a pair of black leather shoes emerged from the flames, followed by a pair of long, slender legs encased in black over-the-knee stockings. An unidentified leather belt was wrapped around the top of the stockings, and above that, a slightly worn black dress covered the upper body.

Although the clothing was slightly different, that face was undoubtedly...