Miss Surtr will ignite the world

The strange pronunciation confused Talulah's mind for half a second, but her body still faithfully began to carry out the command.

The speed decreased, the dragon's head was raised high, orange-yellow fluorescence surged in its throat, and its huge mouth opened, where powerful magic gathered.

It gathers and then erupts.

next moment.

A pillar of crimson fire shot out from Talulah's mouth.

“AAAAlalalalala!”

Before the pillar of fire, Rider roared with his sword raised, the iron hooves of the divine bull treading on purple lightning, and the divine chariot wheel, carrying an overwhelming momentum, surged towards the dragon's breath like a raging tide.

The barrier formed by the convergence of lightning collided with the dragon's breath.

The magic surged, and an explosion came from within. The spreading shockwave dispersed the clouds below, revealing the forest below.

Talulah's breath attack was ineffective against Surtr, but it was effective against others.

As the most powerful means of the dragon race, the opponent's breath is comparable to a Servant's Noble Phantasm. Surtr was surprised that Rider was able to fight back with Kamui Wheel.

It seems she underestimated this Noble Phantasm.

But if this continues, the opponent will definitely lose.

Talulah's durability is undoubtedly much greater, especially since she's standing on top of the opponent.

What other methods are there?

Gray?

The answer was soon revealed.

In Surtr's ears, the Rider's chanting began.

"Rally once more, warriors who yearn for the end! The tracks etched here are our honor! The might of the King!"

fsn: Chapter Fifty-Eight - Just Do It!

The King's military strength.

Rider, Iskandar the Conqueror's most powerful Noble Phantasm.

A unique barrier that allows you to summon your former subordinates to fight against enemies.

Once the personnel are summoned, an army of tens of thousands will be formed, including soldiers and generals, all of whom are followers.

Tens of thousands of followers—just hearing about it sends chills down your spine.

The only drawback is that, due to the Rider's abilities, Servants cannot wield Noble Phantasms.

And precisely because of this, the evaluation of this Noble Phantasm is quite ambiguous. In its previous life, it was often criticized by enthusiastic netizens on a certain forum, eventually ending up in the awkward position of being something any Servant with high firepower could touch.

However, it cannot be denied that this is a very powerful Noble Phantasm.

Anyway, Surtr didn't dare to go in before, so you can't believe the rumors spread by netizens on Tieba.

However, after subduing Talulah, Surtr felt that she could definitely go in and explore. To her now, the Servants inside were walking gems.

Full of anticipation.

Surtr is alert to changes in the surrounding environment.

but.

What happened next was completely different from what she had imagined.

The surrounding environment remained unchanged; there was no scorching sun or annoying sandstorms.

But there are some differences.

Above her gaze, in the empty space, a ripple like water appeared.

It was as if a door had been opened, and one could vaguely see that behind the door was the land where hot sand blew, and a tide of people lined up neatly on the vast desert, looking down at Surtr like heavenly soldiers and generals.

It's open, but not fully open.

Or perhaps the other party only opened one door.

The principle of an inherent barrier is to erode reality with one's own mental landscape, creating a space completely different from reality.

As the holder of a Reality Marble, it's perfectly reasonable for him to open a door, right?

May I?

Surtr didn't know, but the Rider in front of him had indeed done such a thing.

Is the idea of ​​opening the door to the Realm of Boundary above Surtr instead of pulling her in directly a way to compensate for the difference in height?

Surtr was shocked.

"put!"

Scatteredly, Surtr heard such a sound.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds, thousands, an overwhelming number of spears were hurled out of the barrier.

With the power of the Servant, the attack power of each spear in front of us is probably no less than that of a large-caliber sniper rifle, and considering their size, they may even be larger.

It's not impossible for weaker Servants to be turned into pincushions like this.

Miss Surtr had a strange expression.

If you replaced those spears with Noble Phantasms, and then painted the door a different color, it could easily be considered a bootleg version of the Royal Treasury.

Is this considered learning from the winner's advanced experience?

Unfortunately, these are not Noble Phantasms.

For Talulah, who possesses dragon scales, it's no different from scraping her skin.

Surtr can also be easily dispelled.

He gripped the flaming sword, flames enveloping the blade, and swung it upwards.

The flames transformed into sword light, easily tearing through the rain of javelins and incinerating them all.

Ultimately, it was just an ordinary weapon, and it wouldn't be difficult to burn it.

Not for a moment was he saddened by the loss in javelin throwing; the next one to go was...

Following closely behind the flames, a black shadow descended from the sky, wielding a long sword, and slashed straight at Surtr.

He held the flaming sword in front of him.

The piercing clang of metal was carried away by the gale-force winds above the clouds.

A black longsword slashed at the blade of the Flame Sword.

Is there a boarding maneuver after the javelin is thrown?

That guy really dares to do that.

The sword was held by a blond, brown-skinned man with a muscular build and white anchor-like patterns etched on his bare upper body.

Surtr didn't know this guy, but he'd heard that there were several Servants in the army who were stronger than Rider himself. Could this guy be one of them?

I think it's possible.

Just by looking at his attire, you could tell he was the kind of guy who was very good at close combat.

But Miss Surtr had no intention of engaging in hand-to-hand combat with him in such a place.

She's not wearing her Black Swan gown right now; what if she falls?

It's not fair, but let her cheat.

Before the other party could regain their footing, a crimson glint appeared in Surtr's eyes.

"A true hero kills with his eyes!"

Reciting lines copied from a white-haired man, flames gathered in Surtr's right eye, then transformed into a crimson beam that shot out.

At this distance, there is simply no room to dodge.

In the blond man's shocked gaze, the heat instantly evaporated from his chest and rose upwards, burning away any obstacles in its path and rushing into the doorway.

Surtr couldn't see the final result, but due to the angle, it was probably empty.

Moreover, the system only provides one notification.

[Defeat Seleucus, Reward: 70 Primogems]

So that guy's name was Seleucus.

Have not heard.

Surtr was not interested in history.

However, a Servant without a Noble Phantasm is worth so many Primogems, almost as much as Hassan.

He must be an incredibly strong person.

This made Surtr have even higher expectations for the Royal Army.

Closely following behind, more Servants appeared in the air, this time more than one.

They were dressed in armor or garb, and there were even women among them. Although their identities were unknown, one thing was certain: even within the King's army, these people were absolutely elite.

The army is full of exceptionally skilled warriors. In close combat, Surtr might not be able to defeat any of them without using fire.

With no intention of exchanging words, everyone wore solemn expressions and were ready to go all out as soon as they met.

The same goes for Surtr.

but.

Just as she was about to swing the flaming sword, a sense of foreboding rose in her heart.

Surtr had no intuition, but through her perception of magic, she could sense that a terrifying magical force was rushing towards her from inside the door in front of her.

Because of the entire world separating them, Surtr didn't quite understand.

But one thing is certain: it was something that could pose a danger to her.

Within the realm of the king's army, there was nothing that could give her such a sense of hierarchy and crisis, at least in her perception.

But Surtr does know someone in Rider's team.

Gray.

The Holy Lance.

Perhaps the other party wasn't hiding in reality at all, but was instead pulled into the Reality Boundary by Rider beforehand.

It's easier for people to accept being pulled into the Reality Barrier beforehand, rather than opening it only halfway.

That's the real killer move.

These Servants in front of her were nothing more than "cannon fodder" to buy her time and make it difficult for her to make a move.

No, considering that these Servants can return to their Reality Marble at any time, those who utilize this property might not have to die with her.

They probably didn't expect that the first one to come out would be instantly killed.

What should we do now?

Should we hide?

Is it too late?

Even if Surtr manages to dodge, Talulah most likely won't be able to.

Having never experienced the Holy Lance's true power, Surtr couldn't make a judgment, but judging solely from the magical fluctuations emanating from it, serious injury was inevitable.

If a weak point is hit, instant death is not impossible.

Should we confront it head-on? If we reinforce it with reins, it should be able to withstand the attack.

Wasn't that her original plan?

Surtr suddenly realized.

Why bother thinking about it? Just do it!

After a brief moment of thought, Surtr made a decision: with one hand gripping the flaming sword to fend off the approaching threat, he lifted the reins with the other and chanted the true name of his Noble Phantasm.

"The reins of the horseman!"