Miss Surtr will ignite the world

In this dark world, at the edge of the earth, stands a dazzling golden light.

The scene before my eyes flashed by, and then, as if time had reversed, the shattered space was rapidly repaired.

Just before the scene disappeared, Surtr's voice came from it.

"Stop staring, come in and help me!"

Absolute Demonic Front: Chapter 48 She really is King Arthur!

The mirage-like scene vanished into thin air, along with everyone present and their followers.

The remaining Rahmu could not understand why their mother had suddenly disappeared. They darted about in the air like a chaotic swarm of bees, making piercing noises with their mouthparts.

Meanwhile, the world is in a bubble.

The stardust surrounding Surtr disappeared, and she turned her head.

At the last moment before the space closed, several figures slipped in through the crack.

Standing on the dark earth, Tiamat stood before him, already risen, while behind him was a tower of light that pierced the sky.

"Miss Surtr, I'm so glad you're alright."

The impact was truly terrifying, but seeing that the other person was alright, Ritsuka felt a little relieved.

"I'm still quite confident in my defense."

"The unfolding of this barrier is already astonishing, but why is there a Holy Lance here? Isn't that the Lion King's Noble Phantasm?!"

Roman said in his usual shocked tone.

"Speaking of which, you seem to have used the Holy Sword before. Could it be that you were actually King Arthur or something in some other world?"

"I found it in the Sixth Singularity."

Surtr spoke the truth and did not linger on the topic.

"Let's put the Holy Lance aside for now. This is a space I created using the Thousand Worlds One Vehicle. If we fight here, we don't have to worry about it affecting the outside."

"Why didn't you bring out such a good thing sooner?"

"Ishtar said, while Surtr looked helpless."

"If it were really that convenient, I would have taken it out long ago. This space is not only small, but I also have to put extra effort into preventing the black mud from eroding it. It seems more worthwhile to fight outside."

Given the size of this area, Tiamat's attacks truly cover the entire map, making it impossible to dodge them.

The spatial structure was also more fragile than the external environment, and it was just blown up.

However, she has already sent the Holy Grail to the Holy Lance for reinforcement, so it should last longer.

Unfortunately, her Holy Lance cannot be fully dispelled, otherwise there would be no need to use the Holy Grail.

However, it's not all bad.

At least Tiamat isn't keeping a close eye on Uruk anymore; instead...

"Tiamat's gaze... Is she looking at the Holy Lance?"

"Mash asked."

"Because that's the anchor point used to stabilize this space. If it's destroyed, this space will become fragile. As expected of Tiamat, even with just instinct, she knows where to go. We mustn't let her go there."

"It's a scene completely opposite to the Sixth Singularity."

Roman said that back then they were thinking about how to destroy the Holy Lance, but now they are here to protect it.

"This is what they mean by 'life is unpredictable,' right? Alright, the first wave of attacks is coming. Now it's time to test our endurance."

"Oh!"

"They really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves; at least for now, it seems like there won't be any problems."

Gilgamesh murmured, his gaze fixed on the interior of the city.

Despite the presence of divine seals and the assistance of Servants, there was an absolute disparity in strength between the two sides.

The once prosperous city has been turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the ground is littered with the corpses of soldiers. Those who are still fighting probably won't be able to hold out for much longer.

And this situation will continue for two more days... I don't know if this broken body can hold out until then.

Despite the influence of Ereshkigal, the fact that he was so weak that he died from overwork proves that his body had reached its limit.

He hasn't rested since returning, and now he's gone through such a fierce battle.

Even an Iron Man couldn't withstand it.

Suddenly, I regretted being so confident earlier. Wouldn't it have been better to just honestly call Ishtar back for support?

Ugh.

Gilgamesh sighed inwardly, but compared to his own situation, the other side clearly needed her more.

"Just two days! Get moving! Seal of Divinity!"

With renewed vigor, Gilgamesh channeled his magic, and the uncontrolled divine seals all aimed their cannons at the city gates.

boom!

Outside the city, the desperately struggling Fang of Nabistine finally collapsed under the relentless attacks of the Rahmu, and a black tide surged towards Uruk along with the chaotic Rahmu.

Countless Rahmu, like fearless suicide bombers, crashed into the already crumbling walls, black mud flowing into every corner of the city.

Gilgamesh gritted his teeth, one hand gripping the stone slab and the other the axe, the ground littered with the corpses of Rahmu.

"Heh, I wouldn't be laughing if I fell before them."

Shaking his head, Gilgamesh leaned against the wall, preparing to continue fighting. Suddenly, a flippant voice came from beside him.

"Oh dear, I thought the King had met with some misfortune, but seeing how energetic you are, I'm relieved."

On the empty tower, petals fell from the sky and gathered to form a white human figure.

"Your court mage Merlin has come to help His Majesty the King, who is in trouble."

The girl gave the other person a perfunctory bow.

"Hmph, it seems your clairvoyance isn't all that great after all. Which eye saw that I was in trouble?"

Gilgamesh remained defiant, but his tone softened considerably.

"Why has that guy who already left suddenly reappeared?"

"It's because someone confidently said they would summon me again, but I waited for a long time and it never happened, so I had to come here myself."

"They moved quite quickly."

Despite being very unhappy, the other party's arrival did greatly relieve the pressure on this side.

All that's left is to stall for time.

Inside the world bubble.

The raging flames surged across the land, burning the black mud sea that was trying to invade the space, while golden starlight twinkled in the sky, efficiently obliterating the rampaging Rahmu.

On the ground, the axe, as large as a mountain, was forcibly swung. Its enormous weight and terrifying force meant that even though Tiamat was not afraid of physical damage, the impact it generated did indeed hinder her progress.

"Successfully blocked them! I've lost count of which wave of attacks it was. Miss Surtr and the others are amazing! Senior, are you alright?"

On the pterosaur's back, Mash fends off the stragglers and looks back at Ritsuka.

The other party is now providing magic power to two god-level Servants at once. Even an adapter would have a hard time bearing such a burden, but fortunately...

"I'm not dead. Thanks to Miss Surtr's help, I feel nothing except for a slight fever."

Ritsuka nodded with a slightly flushed face.

"She really is King Arthur, isn't she? Not only does she have the Holy Sword and the Holy Lance, but even Avalon is in her hands."

Roman crossed his arms and nodded in strong approval.

This equipment is so complete, it's even more King Arthur than King Arthur himself.

"But thanks to this, Ritsuka is able to provide magic power to the Servants without having to expend all her strength, and she can even heal the strained magic circuits. Avalon's healing ability is truly terrifying."

Otherwise, even if Chaldea had sufficient magical energy, Ritsuka's own condition would absolutely not have been able to sustain such a long battle.

There's no need to worry about that now.

With Chaldea as their backing, Ishtar and Kukulkan can fully unleash their power without worrying about attrition.

With three god-level beings and this world bubble, even if they can't truly kill Tiamat, simply holding her off would be enough.

"This should be fine now."

Roman muttered to himself quietly.

Absolute Demonic Front: Chapter 49 - My favorite thing is taking advantage of someone's vulnerability.

Sunrise and sunset, time passes without end in the mountains, and the same is true in the world.

"All directions kneel in worship of the Sky Hammer!"

Ishtar's voice resounded throughout the sky, and the brilliance of the heavens was concentrated into a single point: the top of the warhammer formed by the intertwining of seven terrifying serpents.

With a gesture reminiscent of holding a baseball bat, Ishtar swung the warhammer imbued with the divine aura of a goddess with all her might.

The light from the sky fell, its impact enough to easily blow away an entire city, scattering obstacles in the road, and landing directly on the enormous body in front of it.

Tiamat's body flew backward.

It crashed into the ocean of lava.

"Ha, this skin is too thick. My warhammer is only good for knocking people away now."

Ishtar breathed a sigh of relief.

The Seven-Headed Warhammer, the weapon that Ishtar held in her hand at birth, is a terrifying weapon just by looking at its ferocious appearance.

In the current situation, these physical attacks are actually more effective than energy or conceptual attacks.

Fortunately, Tiamat wasn't very rational.

They only obey their instincts and passively use their powers.

Otherwise, even if the three of them joined forces, it would be difficult to hold off the opponent.

But it's also reaching its limit.

The Servant's body is indeed robust; as long as there is magical energy, they can continue fighting.

However, the Servants' bodies are also fragile, especially for gods, whose fragile bodies do not provide the conditions for them to fully exert their powers.

Ishtar is better off because she is a local deity, so the conditions in this regard are much more lenient.

But the other one.

"Miss Kukulkan, what's wrong? You look like you're about to split open!"

Mashu stared in alarm at Kukulkan's body.

Golden lines were clearly visible on the exposed skin, resembling damaged porcelain.

"It seems I went a bit too far. After all, he is a god from another land, and there will always be some price to pay for using his powers outside the temple."

Kukulkan smiled, seemingly unconcerned, or perhaps she had already made plans.

"How could this be... Doctor, how much time has passed already!"

"There's still half a day left. If we can just hold on for another half a day, we'll be fine."

Roman replied quickly.

"Half a day? If we use Avalon, could we...?"

Ritsuka wanted to say something, but Kukulkan interrupted her first.

"No, you need that treasure more now."

Kukulkan refused. Perhaps Avalon could indeed heal, but as long as the power was used, such Honkai damage was unavoidable, and it was impossible to keep her on her person forever.

In such a high-intensity release of Noble Phantasms, without Avalon, the opponent's magic circuits would be burned out in no time.

"I'm fine with half a day. I'm an immortal bird, so don't underestimate my tenacity."

Kukulkan said with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a violent tremor shook the ground.