Miss Surtr will ignite the world

As he spoke, Surtr stood up, his gaze fixed on the distance, thirty kilometers away.

The darkness could not hinder her keen observation; the Rahms rushing toward Uruk were clearly visible in her field of vision.

Densely packed, in large groups.

There are roughly tens, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of them, each with a strength similar to Ugal.

Unlike Ulridim, who was considered a nobody, Ugal was of the highest rank among the children of Tiamat, the Lion of the Sun.

In terms of pure combat strength, it's no less than the Sphinx of the Sixth Singularity.

What's even more terrifying is their outrageous evolutionary ability; they receive information every minute of every day since birth and autonomously evolve and iterate.

This is even more exaggerated than Surtr's adaptability skills.

"But their appearance is really disgusting. Compared to you, those big, muscular cats are actually quite cute."

Looking at the black creatures in his line of sight, which resembled the offspring of evil gods, Surtr showed a look of disgust, but quickly frowned.

I haven't seen Gorgon. Where did she go?

Searching within the colony, given the size of the other party, there should be no way for them to hide, yet they simply cannot be seen.

"Anna, please inform the people at the observation post that Gorgon is not among the attacking forces."

"Surtel said."

They could roughly guess what the other party was planning, but Surtr wasn't good at investigating, so it was best to leave it to the right person.

"I see."

Anna nodded, and after the other person left,

Surtr reached into his backpack and took out a simple longbow.

The provider was Gilgamesh.

However, please don't overestimate the strength of this bow. That guy sealed all his precious weapons and exchanged them for magic power, so what he could take out obviously couldn't be anything too high-end.

But that's enough to consume beforehand.

That's about 20 kilometers, that's fast!

With a sigh, as if rooted to the spot, Surtr stood on the city wall and nocked nine arrows into his bow.

Flames surged from his palm, coiling around the arrow like snakes.

The longbow bent violently, the bowstring taut to its limit, magic surged, and the arrow emitted a terrifying destructive force. The swarms of Rahmu swarmed across the land like locusts; targets of this size didn't even require precise aiming.

but.

Before she could even fire, urgent shouts from soldiers echoed from the city wall.

"There's something down there, and it's moving very fast."

Underground, some enormous object is rapidly approaching Uruk!

There is no doubt that it is Gorgon.

Only a day had passed since the Gorgon attack, and even if Gilgamesh wanted to defend the underground, it would have been impossible for him to do so in time.

Moreover, apart from Gorgon, no one else would use this tactic, and the effort invested and the results achieved are completely disproportionate.

However, this does not mean they are completely unprepared.

A special team was dispatched to the observatory to monitor the underground situation, and now is the time for them to play their role.

A red marker, like a spotlight, was projected onto the land outside the city and continued to move inward toward the city walls.

One thousand meters, nine hundred and fifty, nine hundred

"Activate the divine seal! We absolutely cannot let her enter the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the brass-colored, pen-shaped cannon platform placed on top of the city wall began to adjust its position.

Seal of divine authority.

That was a large cannon that fired Gilgamesh's treasure and used the released magic to blast enemies away.

Unlike the Gate of Babylon, this thing cannot be retrieved once it is launched.

Only Gilgamesh could pull off such a money-burning tactic.

envious.

But it's too slow.

Despite its immense power, the sheer size of the seal of divine authority meant it could not quickly change direction.

It is extremely difficult to hit a Gorgon that is moving rapidly underground.

Thinking this, Surtr turned the bow around and murmured to himself.

"Shot down a hundred heads."

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Surtr murmured softly, and then, a string melody like a dragon's roar reverberated through the air.

The impact shook the atmosphere, and nine streaks of rainbow light shot out from above the city wall like meteors, striking towards the marked location with speed faster than lightning.

Meanwhile, tens of meters underground.

Gorgon, who had been wandering in the deep black swamp, raised his head.

There was no light underground, and the thick strata blocked all sight, but the magical beast's keen sense of magic still allowed her to detect it.

From above, something enormous, scorching, and exuding an aura of destruction was rapidly approaching her.

If she had to find a word to describe it, it would be...

sun.

Its destructive magic, like that of the sun, remains unsettling despite the barrier of the earth's strata.

She recognized the magic. A red-haired figure involuntarily flashed into Gorgon's mind, along with a surge of hatred.

Was that the culprit that ruined her plans, killed her child, and plunged her into the abyss?

In less than half a second, the crimson meteors fell, and the hard earth was easily dissolved like a sugar cube falling into boiling water. Although the arrows pointed in different directions, they all ended up landing at the same point.

His archery skills were superb.

A burst of flames shot into the sky from the ground not far from the city wall.

And from within that, a roar could be heard.

The next moment, from the still-burning flames, a huge serpentine figure with brilliant golden wings burst forth. Its enormous body and the aura emanating from it were enough to terrify the soul, making people feel cold to the touch just by standing there.

Perhaps because it is already connected to Tiamat's special abilities, it doesn't seem to show any obvious signs of change in appearance compared to Ushiwakamaru in the game.

But this trivial matter wasn't enough to surprise Surtr; along with it came...

"That's black mud!"

Surtr's pupils widened slightly. From beneath the ground, within the wings of Gorgon, black sludge gushed out like a fountain and spread rapidly.

On the city wall, Anna, who was trying to jump down, stopped in her tracks. She sensed an extremely ominous aura emanating from that thing.

If you get involved, the consequences are probably not pleasant.

That was the tide of chaos, the sea of ​​life, one of Tiamat's powers.

Similar to the black mud flowing in the Holy Grail, but even more aggressive.

Those who are submerged are not simply cursed; whether they are servants or normal beings, anyone who comes into contact with the black mud will be forcibly transformed into Tiamat's servant.

I never expected Gorgon to bring this thing with her, no, it even looks like she generated it herself.

Was it something they were born with? Or was it because their contact with Tiamat strengthened their bond?

Various speculations arose in his mind. Surtr put away his longbow, gripped the hilt of the Skyfire sword, and with a push of his legs, leaped over the wall, heading down into the black mud sea surging towards the city.

He swung his sword.

A red flash disappeared in the air, and the next moment, a rising wall of fire blocked the black mud between the city wall and the city wall, and a sound similar to the evaporation of seawater rose in the air.

"Don't touch that black mud, or you'll be assimilated into Tiamat's children! Get back to the city immediately!"

Surtr landed on the ground and, without turning his head, loudly reminded the soldiers who were stationed outside the city.

"Yes, I understand! Please be careful."

Those who remain in Uruk are all experienced veterans who have a clear understanding of the current situation and know that this is not a situation they can handle, so they immediately take their weapons and run into the city.

"As expected, it's you again, you hateful bastard!"

Gorgon's resentful voice came from above, his thick serpentine tail slicing through the dark mud, whipping up a dark wave, and lashing out at Surtr.

"Seriously, since you've already left, don't come back."

Surtr's tone was full of complaints. Isn't this kind of scene, where someone falls off a cliff, gets stronger, and comes back for revenge, something that only happens to protagonists in cultivation or martial arts novels? Why would Gorgon have this too?

This guy must be the villain.

Lost in thought, Surtr leaped backward to dodge the splashing black mud.

She wasn't sure if Avalon's passive healing and her own skills could withstand this cellular-level erosion, and she wasn't really keen on trying it.

She's not that reckless.

"I am the avenger, the embodiment of hatred. Even if I fall into the abyss, even if I descend into hell, my hatred will never cease!"

Gorgon spoke horrifying words, and the snake heads on his head roared together, gathering astonishing magical power.

The target is not only Surtr, but also the city walls behind them.

"fire!"

On the city wall, soldiers who reacted quickly had already aimed the cannons of the divine seal at the snake woman's enormous body.

At a command, the lapis lazuli used as a switch was smashed to pieces.

The large cannon, shaped like a pen, emitted golden magic from its tip, raining down on Gorgon.

"Annoying bugs."

Gorgon's deep voice rose from the explosion, sounding as if nothing had happened.

Immediately afterwards, from the black swamp, rose one after another huge, black, egg-shaped spherical objects.

"Those are, Rahmu?"

Surtr clearly recognized what it was.

But the important thing is...

Was it Gorgon's offspring? Or was it Tiamat's doing?

If it's the former, does that prove that the powers the other party can use are already close to those of Tiamat?

This is not good news.

If that's the case, then the other party will probably become even more troublesome than Kukulkan.

Try it, no, no need to try, just try to solve it directly.

The so-called probing is only done when the two sides are unfamiliar with each other, and there is no need for it to be done with Gorgon.

Surtr stopped dodging, and the surging black mud, as if it were sentient, quickly surrounded her from all sides.

Ignoring that thing, Surtr held the Heavenly Fire in front of him, and the technologically advanced sword transformed once again, with molten gold flames rising into the sky as a storm, blocking anything that tried to enter Surtr's side.

"That sword again!"

Gorgon's expression twisted; the sword, the terrifying flame, were still deeply imprinted in her mind, even after so many days.

"But don't think I'm still the same as before."

Gorgon roared, his wild snake hair gathering together to envelop his entire body, transforming into a high platform that seemed to be constructed of flesh and blood.

A bright red magic circle appeared at the top of the platform, from which came Gorgon's high-pitched chanting.

"Dissolve them all. Forced Sealing of the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons!"

Crimson magic transformed into a dark, all-dissolving light that erupted from the magic circle. At the same time, Surtr calmly swung his sword down.

"Heavenly Fire, unsheathe."