Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Chi Chi!

Faced with the raging flames of annihilation, several enormous ice shards formed from runes vaporized almost instantly the moment they approached the ball of light.

Bang bang bang!

But then, frost stars fell one after another, instantly extinguishing the raging flames of annihilation, and piercing straight through the body of the fire giant king, turning into countless ice shards and crystal fragments that flew away amidst crackling explosions.

As more and more ice patterns passed through Surut's fiery body, the colossal creature, hundreds of meters tall, rapidly disintegrated and shrank at a visible speed. Even the blazing flames became shaky under the dotting of ice dust, gradually revealing its true form of intertwined branches and darkness.

It was ferocious and ugly.

Upon closer inspection, each snowflake and icy block, large or small, scattered around the area faintly reveals wisps of light and branch-like debris.

"Great God... a cage?!"

As the frost assaulted him, the almost completely blackened man, devoid of fire, couldn't help but recall the nightmarish memories of humiliation he had once suffered, and he let out a vicious roar filled with resentment and hatred.

That's right, this is the spell developed by combining the power of the nine realms of Norse mythology, specifically designed to seal and decompose Sulu's special abilities.

And the one responsible for connecting all the necessary factors was the former King of Jotunheim, the World Serpent Jormungandr.

Having participated in and observed the entire process of strategizing and launching the attack, Samael naturally learned the spell of the [Great God's Cage].

Therefore, in a sense, no matter how innocent Samael may appear, he is undoubtedly the mastermind and the instigator behind the scenes, and it is absolutely not unjust for him to be chased and attacked by Surut.

"Jörmungandr!"

Having finally pinpointed the true culprit who had brought him to such a terrible state, the enraged Surut broke through the falling frost stars and howling ice winds, raising his thorny arm high and slamming it down on his mortal enemy standing on the low slope, intending to launch a final counterattack.

"Gae Bolg Alternative!"

However, at the instant that thick, black arm fell, a cold, furious shout suddenly rose from behind Samael. A scarlet streak of light, accompanied by a sharp whistle, pierced through the air and went straight for Surut's chest. The violent impact carried the fireless giant a hundred meters away.

"Click..."

At the same time, under the onslaught of frost, the nearly completely frozen branch-like body suffered a severe blow, and a crisp sound like ice shattering came from the center.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread across the entire body from the hole struck by the scarlet demonic spear, turning the once ferocious and monstrous behemoth into an ugly toy haphazardly glued together with twigs and superglue.

"Hahahaha! How naive! So what if you defeat me? So what if you kill me? The world will never cease, the flames will never die out, and the destruction will never end!"

However, even with his body riddled with holes and constantly breaking apart, the fire giant Surtur continued to laugh wildly and make a high-pitched declaration.

"is it?"

Samael slightly raised his head, glanced indifferently at the Calamity Demon God in front of him, then casually bent down, picked up a pebble that could be found anywhere, tossed it lightly in his palm a few times, and then casually threw it forward.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a light pebble struck the ice crack on Surut's chest.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

Wow...

In an instant, the once towering, mountain-like behemoth crumbled, and a huge, branch-like head rolled out from the ashes, its eyes burning with a fierce crimson light, filled with intense humiliation and rage that nearly reduced Samael in front of it to ashes.

"One day, I will come back! I will come back!"

Samael looked down and met the gaze of the head in the depression, pursed his lips in a sneer, his eyes cold.

"No need, you've lived long enough."

"The Burning of Stars? Hmph! I'll show you the outer reaches of the world, and then seal you away in the darkness of the Age of Gods!"

At the same time, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom, who was guarding Samael, stepped forward in perfect unison, her crimson magic spear slamming into the ground as she sneered and growled.

"Open, Gate of Skye—the gate to a realm overflowing with death!"

In an instant, the sky darkened, dark clouds gathered, and two large, bluish-gray doors slowly took shape and opened behind Scáthach. A cold storm blew in from inside, and what came into view was a lifeless, bluish-black landscape.

This is a demonic realm where shadows linger in all directions, a dark place where sunlight can never penetrate, a world of death—the Land of Shadows.

The remaining branch-shaped head, its gaze falling upon that desolate world and eternal darkness and coldness, its eyes blazing with intense fire, roared hysterically.

"No! It can't be! You can't do this to me! You can't..."

However, the outcome was inevitable, and all efforts were in vain.

As the gate opened fully, a powerful swirling airflow formed a vortex with strong suction behind it, swallowing up the scattered ice shards and withered black branches into that otherworldly realm of death and darkness, which then drifted to every corner.

Here, even the eternal flame will be sealed away in cold and darkness.

Moreover, the Fire Giant King at present is nothing more than a mass of ashes that has barely managed to gather its remaining will, but has exhausted its last embers.

When he was scattered once again, under the dual isolation and disintegration of the [Great God's Cage] and the [Shadow Kingdom], this was his end.

Phew, finally, it's solved!

Just as the somewhat exhausted Samael breathed a sigh of relief and his mind relaxed slightly, a thin boy appeared from under the branches that were about to be swallowed up. He had lost half an arm, his face was covered with dark blue-black thorn patterns, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale.

“Julian…”

Seeing that small figure about to be swallowed into the dead zone by the gates of the Shadow Kingdom, along with the last remnants of the Giant King Surt, the belatedly arrived Ainsworth doll Angelica, having escaped the entanglement, was filled with rage.

"laugh!"

In an instant, Angelica raised her Ea, the three red and black pillars at the front of which spun wildly, forming a red and black spatial storm that angrily pressed down and slashed at Scáthach, who was maintaining the gates of the Land of Shadows.

In haste, Scáthach had no choice but to close the door, grab the crimson magic spear from the ground, turn around and defend herself against the fierce spatial storm.

"Master Julian!"

While the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom was busy dealing with the approaching enemy, Beatrice, dragging Thor's hammer, burst out of the dense forest. Her eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, she rushed to the hollow, picked up the weak boy from the withered branches, glared at everyone, and then decisively ran towards the depths of the forest.

"Trying to leave?! Stay!"

At this moment, Rin Tohsaka, who had been thrown dozens of miles away by the high-temperature wind, took advantage of the mobility of the Sky Ship Maana to arrive at the battlefield first. With her excellent eyesight, she locked onto the enemy Heroic Spirit running through the forest from high above, then raised her right hand, made a pistol shape, and pointed forward.

Instantly, the magic power of the Heavenly Bow beneath the goddess surged, the bowstring was fully drawn, and several arrows of light were poised to be released.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

However, just as Rin Tohsaka was about to fire her light arrow, several whooshing sounds suddenly came from above. The goddess felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively manipulated Maana to retreat hastily.

In an instant, several streams of blazing light narrowly grazed Rin Tohsaka's clothes before crashing into the earth, raising clouds of dust.

As she regained her footing, the goddess subconsciously looked up, and in her golden-red pupils, she saw a magnificent, radiant ship floating in the clouds.

The Dark Solar Ship! Ramses II!

Why did this troublemaker have to come at the wrong time of day?

Seeing that her path was blocked, Rin Tohsaka was so angry that her teeth itched.

"Don't leave yet!"

The Egyptian Pharaoh on the deck glanced at Beatrice, who had stopped and looked back from the dense forest after noticing the commotion, and frowned with a cold snort.

Beatrice glanced at the sun boat that blocked the sky, then at the boy with weak breaths. She pursed her cherry lips, suppressing her impulsive urge to rush forward and fight. She immediately embraced her true ally, transformed into a streak of lightning, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

"Go together!"

Seeing her prey about to escape the net, Rin Tohsaka disregarded any sense of honor or propriety in a one-on-one situation and coldly called for reinforcements.

Immediately afterwards, Ereshkigal, Koyanskaya, Attila, Aika Sajou, and others who arrived later also pressed forward.

However, just as the group approached, the lower deck of the Dark Night Sun Ship suddenly opened, and hundreds of giant beasts with lion heads and bodies, human faces, and golden eagle wings on their backs descended from the sky, roaring as they flew out of the ship and pounced on the invading enemies.

In an instant, flames burst in the air, storms surged, and sand flew everywhere, hindering everyone's attack and forcing them to deal with these obstacles first.

The Sphinx of Hot Sands. A royal guardian beast passed down through Egyptian mythology since ancient times.

Also a legendary monster celebrated in ancient Greece and Babylonia, the earthly incarnation of Horus, the sky god, manifesting with raging flames and winds, also known as Abulhool, the Father of Terror, a divine beast surpassing demonic beasts and phantom beasts, equal to dragons. Multiple Abulhools exist within the Radiant Grand Pantheon, capable of being dispatched independently. They possess extremely high intelligence sufficient to devise tactics, any one capable of fighting powerful Heroic Spirits, and can continue fighting even with their heads shattered, demonstrating exceptional combat endurance.

In terms of pure combat power, these things are also quite troublesome.

The call of the Ainsworth family was indeed a deck of cards.

Samael, watching from the hilltop, admired Ramses II on the solar ship, who was using all his strength to intercept and hold back a group of his own heroes. He sighed inwardly.

However, the appreciation in the ancient snake's eyes quickly turned into a hint of pride.

Unfortunately, they ran into me.

"Hey, looks like I'm in luck. I've caught the enemy's leader."

However, just as Samael was observing the battle, accompanied by the rustling of branches and leaves, a guard dog with blue braids and dressed in hunter's attire emerged from the dense forest. Upon seeing Samael, its eyes lit up, and a sinister smile appeared on its lips as it prepared to capture its prey.

"In that case, I'll accept your heart!"

In an instant, Cú Chulainn, who had unexpectedly run into Samael, immediately grabbed the dark red magic spear in his hand, and without saying a word, leaped forward, the cold, sharp blade aimed at the man in front of him.

Samael turned his body to the side, twisted his waist, took a step and exerted force, and slashed at Cú Chulainn's demonic spear with the holy spear in his hand.

when!

Amidst the sharp clang of metal, the two clashing spears sparked a dazzling trail of sparks in mid-air before briefly dissipating.

Dangdangdang!

But then, the two who had slightly retreated to dissipate their strength simultaneously stomped forward, their silver and scarlet spears, wreathed in magic, slashing, thrusting, and parrying with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, they collided a hundred times, sparks flying everywhere.

Two spears, two opponents.

A skill that is effortless, simplifies complexity, and encompasses a wealth of combat experience and mastery of weapons such as swords, axes, and bows.

A nimble and swift change, aggressive as fire, fierce and domineering yet perfectly natural.

For a time, the contest of skills was evenly matched between the two sides.

boom!

Finally, after a brief yet long few seconds of intense fighting, the silver-white knight's lance, swung through the air, collided with the shaft of the crimson demonic lance. The sudden burst of powerful force caused Cú Chulainn's blood to surge, his body to become unsteady, and he staggered back several steps. His lance was also raised high, revealing a wide-open opening in his chest.

opportunity!

Samael's eyes flashed sharply, and he immediately thrust forward with his spear, heading straight for the enemy's center.

However, at the very moment of taking a step, the already nearly depleted ether within the ancient serpent suddenly faltered and stopped, causing it to stumble and nearly collapse to the ground.

In a battle between masters, a slight mistake can lead to a huge error.

opportunity!

At this moment, Cú Chulainn, who had already taken advantage of the opening to eliminate the flaw, saw this situation, reacted, and his eyes lit up, instantly filled with murderous intent.

"Gae Bolg, the Piercing Thorn Spear!"

In an instant, this Irish Son of Light decisively leaped back to create distance, his body like a taut bowstring. After bringing the crimson spear in his hand to its limit, he summoned the true name of his Noble Phantasm and hurled it fiercely toward his target.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound, accompanied by an eerie red light, traversed a hundred meters and arrived in an instant, heading straight for Samael's heart.

The ancient serpent's vertical pupils, reflecting the red light, gazed into the distance, its eyes fixed on a middle-aged man lying face up on the high ground, its lips twitching violently.

Tokiomi, you guys are really going to ruin me!

"King's Hammer, Reverse the Dawn—Devour the light, Excalibur!"

Just as Samael was in dire straits, accompanied by a cold, furious roar, a stream of intense red and black ethereal light shot out diagonally, surging towards the scarlet demonic spear enveloped in red light.

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"boom!"

The two opposing beams of magic, compressed to their limit, suddenly exploded with a metallic clang, unleashing a surging tide of magic that shot out in all directions, snapping and felling nearby trees.

hum!

A moment later, the Thorn Demon Spear, having lost its momentum, flew back with a mournful cry, only to be caught by a raised arm with a bent finger.

Ugh, I didn't win again. What a disappointment!

Cú Chulainn, having sheathed his weapon, flicked his wrist to dissipate the remaining force, bent his knees, and dropped to the ground. His scarlet eyes glanced at the pristine spear tip, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his cold face.

Gáe Bolg (Spear Through Deadly Thorns), a cursed spear that will always strike the opponent's heart when thrown.

It reverses cause and effect, turning the cause of "spear thrusting" and the effect of "spear hitting" in reverse, so that "spear thrusting" is the cause of "spear hitting". Therefore, once the spear is thrust, it will definitely hit and cannot be changed. It is a very overpowered Noble Phantasm.

Because the moment the shot is thrown, the fact that the target has already been hit is established, so no matter what evasive action the other party takes, the result will be the same.

This skill seems incredibly powerful and overpowered, but in reality, it only emphasizes a guaranteed hit rather than killing the opponent instantly upon impact. So, if you can block it, just do so. Alternatively, if you have a target with the ability to revive or the characteristic of immortality, you can also withstand this attack.

Furthermore, even if you can't block it, being stabbed isn't necessarily a fatal wound.

After all, for some creatures, the heart isn't necessarily a vital organ...