Miss Surtr will ignite the world

"Surtr!"

Jin Gu's tone was low, and his expression became distorted.

How can it be!

Ereshkigal just made that guarantee! It's ridiculous that the mistress of the underworld can't even tell whether the other party is dead or alive.

"How could that be? No matter how you look at it, you should already be dead."

For the first time, Ereshkigal questioned her own professionalism.

"It did die, but it came back to life. It's that simple."

Surtr made no attempt to hide this from them; in fact, the revelation only made them more horrified.

Yes, she did die once.

Although she could have blocked all the attacks with Avalon, she didn't.

That attack was more powerful than most Noble Phantasms, but to Ereshkigal it was merely a release of magical energy.

Using your ultimate skill to counter the opponent's basic attack is really a waste.

Moreover, this is Ereshkigal's home turf, and who knows what tricks she has up her sleeve? Add to that Kingu, and simply hiding won't be enough to fight here.

Since she has twelve lives, she doesn't mind spending a few to stack up the opponent's resistance.

With her adaptive skills, stacking resistances is much easier for her than for Hercules.

To be honest, Surtr is quite afraid of pain.

Otherwise, they would have already used this method to stack themselves into a tank, instead of waiting until they had absolutely no other choice.

Oh well, it's not too late anyway.

It's a pity that the dress Medea made was completely destroyed, so we had to use magic to make a makeshift one on the spot.

Otherwise, I'd be running around naked.

Scattering the slight regret in his heart, and not giving the two people in front of him much time to be shocked, Surtr lowered his body, picked up the Heavenly Fire, crushed the stones under his feet, and rushed forward like a thunderclap.

The goal is...

Metal is solid.

In the underworld, Ereshkigal, who holds the highest authority, is undoubtedly a tough nut to crack, and taking her down is not easy. In contrast, Kingu is relatively simpler.

Planetary support and superhuman resilience are indeed challenging, but Surtr has already devised a solution.

However, we need to get closer first.

"Even resurrection has its limits, Ereshkigal, stop daydreaming! Stop her!"

Kingu loudly reminded the useless goddess who was doubting herself, that he did not believe anyone could be resurrected indefinitely.

If once isn't enough, save her twice; if twice isn't enough, go three times. You'll eventually kill her until she can't be resurrected.

"Oh, oh!"

Ereshkigal recovered from her shock, her spear slick with dark red magic, piercing the ground as she issued commands to the entire underworld with the authority of the Lord of the Underworld.

"Wake up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire underworld trembled, as if something was awakening from a long slumber underground.

Surtr leaped upwards.

The next moment, a hideous maw made of skulls emerged from the ground, swallowing everything on the ground. Even though the flesh had rotted, the remaining bones still exuded an astonishing aura.

Surtr hovered in the air, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

Within sight, shadows, skeletons—powerful beings who had fallen into the underworld throughout Mesopotamia's thousands of years of history—were now awakened under the will of the Lord of the Underworld, all united against her, this audacious intruder.

A strange sense of déjà vu flashed through my eyes.

What's so special about that?

The army's strength was lost?

Absolute Demonic Front: Chapter 33: Realistic Marble?

The first wave of attack successfully broke through the enemy's defenses and killed Surtr again.

The second wave of attacks successfully broke through the enemy's defenses, and Surtr was on the verge of death.

The third wave of attacks successfully broke through the enemy's defenses, and Surtr was seriously injured.

The fourth wave of attack successfully broke through the enemy's defenses, and Surtr sustained minor injuries.

The fifth wave of attacks successfully repelled Surtr.

"She's cheating! It's only been a short time! Our attacks are already ineffective!"

Ereshkigal instinctively took a step back, looking at Surtr in the distance, who showed no signs of injury despite her and Kingu's combined attack, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

God knows what she went through.

It's only been about ten minutes since the battle started, and her lightning spear has gone from being able to kill her opponent with a single shot to only being able to graze them.

Even if Jingu uses special attack weapons, it doesn't have much effect.

The curse of death, the plague—the opponent seems to possess some extremely powerful healing artifact. Any means other than instant death can be healed, further increasing the opponent's resistance.

This perfectly demonstrates what it means to make someone stronger only if they are not killed.

She wants to retract her previous statement.

It's not a pity at all; rather, it's a question of why they didn't just die in the first place.

Not only can it revive, but it can also stack resistances, and its attack power is ridiculously strong. How do you fight this kind of monster?

"Here we go again! Ereshkigal, don't just stand there, use whatever other tricks you have up your sleeve."

Jingu's voice was filled with irritation.

They thought they were the hunters, but now they have become the prey of the other.

The feeling of even personally giving the other party a boost is even more disheartening than a simple defeat.

With gales and thunder whistling past her ears, Surtr ravaged the land of the underworld, undeterred by curses, plagues, or even death.

He swung his sword.

The spirits that had awakened in response to the call of the Mistress of the Underworld were easily cut in half at the waist by the scorching blade, and the flames spewing from the blade engulfed the following troops.

Even the massive army of thousands of undead could only slightly slow Surtr's advance.

Immediately following behind, in front of them, a series of golden gates opened wide.

As Surtr charged, the weapons that shot out from within pierced her body with unavoidable speed.

A drop of vampire blood fell into the air.

Surtr's skin was cut open with a tiny gash that lasted for half a second.

Even weapons with special attack capabilities are not something she can't resist now.

It's good to die a few more times, even though it hurts a lot.

Wiping away the fleeting tears in her eyes, she moved toward her goal at lightning speed.

"Easy for you to say."

Ereshkigal grumbled as he watched Surtr approach like a berserker.

But her hands moved swiftly; she knew she would be no match for the opponent if they got close.

"Don't let her get close. Since we can't kill her, let's just seal her away!"

As if she had come up with a solution, Ereshkigal shouted.

And now, Surtr has already advanced to within reach.

Ignoring Ereshkigal, who seemed to pose a greater threat to her, she swung her sword straight at Jingu.

Do you think I'll be easier to win over?

Watching Surtr's actions, Kingu had this thought in his mind.

His fragile self-esteem was greatly hurt by the attack that had just been completely ignored by the other party.

Jingu's expression twisted, but he had to admit that he was completely unable to hurt the other party at the moment.

Driven by a kind of anger, Jingu transformed his arm into a sword and bravely faced the heavenly fire.

Even with invincible defense, after losing the enhancement from that strange sun, the opponent has lost the suppressive power of that night. The only thing to be careful of is that terrifying flame.

Although unwilling, they could only hope that Ereshkigal had truly found a solution.

As they were calculating this in their minds, the weapons of both sides made a crisp clanging sound in the air.

boom!

Sparks flew through the air, as if signaling something. After a brief clash, the world before our eyes changed.

The distortion of space vanished in a flash, and by the time Jin Gu regained his senses...

He found himself standing on a desolate land similar to the underworld, the land flat and filled with dark earth and rocks.

The only difference is that, in the distance, a radiant pillar of light stands at the edge of the horizon.

Where is this?

"What's going on!"

In the underworld, the spear, poised to strike, froze in place, and Ereshkigal's questioning cry echoed through the empty space before him.

Disappeared.

Just now, the two people who were fighting disappeared from her sight.

"how is this possible?"

Ereshkigal said he couldn't understand.

It's no secret that Surtr has teleportation abilities, and they've prepared countermeasures to prevent him from escaping.

Although it seems like they should be the ones running away now, it doesn't matter.

The important point is that without her permission as the ruler of the underworld, teleportation would be impossible in this space.

but why

Ereshkigal's thoughts suddenly stopped, her gaze falling on the spot where the two had disappeared, and she narrowed her eyes.

She strode forward. As the ruler of the underworld, if she wanted, no change in the underworld could be hidden from her.

Undetectable by sight, but in Ereshkigal's perception, there seemed to be another space superimposed on the space before her.

"This is... a Reality Marble?"

That's a grand magic trick that replaces the world with one's own imagined landscape, approaching the realm of magic.

Ereshkigal instinctively felt that the space in front of her seemed different, but to be honest, it didn't matter anymore.

There might be some difference in the effect, but nothing can be changed.

That means they are no longer in this world.

Areshkigal's face turned extremely serious as she pointed the spear forward, invoked her authority, and prepared to forcibly pry open this space.

She and Enkidu have a good relationship and know a bit about each other.

Since the start of the battle, Surtr has never used Skyfire once. Why?

It's because they know that even if they open it, it won't be of any use. As long as Jin Gu is still outside, he can get planetary support when facing that kind of attack, forcibly making it a 50/50 situation.

But no matter how much trouble he causes within the bounded field, it cannot have any impact on reality. After losing planetary support, will Jingu be able to survive that devastating blow?

It's hard to say about Ereshkigal.

But the answer will come soon.

In the world bubble.

Jingu's vision was tinged red by the flames.

The red-haired girl in front of them held aloft an unusually shaped greatsword, and destructive flames shot straight into the sky.