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Golden yellow: around 1300 degrees Celsius.

Golden white: around 1400 degrees Celsius.

Pure white: around 1500 degrees Celsius.

White/blue: Above 1500 degrees Celsius.

When a flame can burn to a sky-blue temperature, it means that the heat at that temperature has exceeded the limits that humans can achieve.

It also surpasses the limits that Earth can achieve.

This is the strongest technique that Makoto Haramura once researched in Academy City, and that he could use himself.

After all, the sun is his essence, and he is at his strongest when he uses the sun's power.

This sky-blue flame is the hottest flame he can currently condense.

While it doesn't reach the true core temperature of the sun (1500 million degrees Celsius), Makoto Haramura's current capabilities have already raised that temperature to a mid-level.

That is, the temperature exceeds 5500 degrees Celsius on the surface, which is about five million degrees Celsius.

Don't assume that this temperature isn't high.

In fact, this temperature is already extreme enough.

To give a simple example, imagine placing a piece of glass, a ten-pound hammer, and a hundred-pound hammer in front of you.

At the same time, swinging this hammer, whether it's a heavy hammer or a light hammer, can smash the glass in front of you to pieces.

Therefore, even though Makoto Haramura's flames did not reach the temperature of the sun's core, flames at that temperature were still enough to burn the earth to ashes.

"—'Purgatory Fire Lotus'."

The flames burning in Haramura Makoto's palm were extinguished as he closed his five fingers.

The flames, powerful enough to burn any living thing to ashes, were extinguished by Makoto Haramura.

A move that is completely incomprehensible to everyone.

But then, Rama's eyelids twitched violently, and a suffocating sense of crisis arose within him.

He felt as if his fate was being held by the throat, and he could lose his life at any moment.

For the strong, sometimes, a sudden, inexplicable feeling can save their lives or bring them the dawn of victory.

He raised his platinum-gold divine sword, its tip pointing directly at the magic array in the sky that had not yet disappeared.

The divine blade suddenly vanished.

Instead, a water jug ​​appeared in Rama's hands.

The origin of this kettle is anything but simple.

The Gungnir we just saw was Odin's weapon, and this jug is no less impressive; it is the jug held in one of the four hands of Brahma, one of the three principal gods in Hinduism.

The power of this magical artifact lies not in the pot itself, but in the water inside.

Its meaning is very simple: water is the beginning of all things, and the birth of everything begins with water. This is the source of the birth of all things.

The azure water curtain completely enveloped Rama, like a sphere formed from a water prison, imprisoning him inside.

It's like a cage, but also like a barrier.

It makes perfect sense to use the world's primordial water to combat flames powerful enough to destroy the world.

Rama's eyes darkened.

Well, that makes sense.

Meanwhile, the strange phenomena on Haramura Makoto's side finally began to unfold.

The average temperature in space is about -270 degrees Celsius. Some places are hotter when exposed to direct sunlight, while others are colder when not exposed to the sun.

Since there is no air in space, the skin generally cannot perceive changes in temperature.

The temperature at the location where Makoto Haramura and Rama are currently located is around -100 degrees Celsius.

But now.

This space suddenly lit up, shining like a rising sun in the pitch-black universe.

Meanwhile, the temperature in this space is rising rapidly: 1100 degrees Celsius, 1500 degrees Celsius, 10,000 degrees Celsius...

The primordial water beside Rama, symbolizing the origin, was emitting steam.

This is a very simple vaporization reaction caused by high temperature encountering water.

Countless sky-blue fire lotuses bloomed out of thin air, as if driven by someone, rushing towards Rama one after another.

"Go."

A very simple sentence, yet it was like a planetary explosion, with one after another resounding.

The massive steam emitted by the vaporization obscured the view, completely enveloping Rama and making him invisible.

"puff!"

A fishy, ​​sweet taste surged into his throat, and golden blood uncontrollably gushed from Makoto Haramura's mouth.

He coldly observed everything that was happening in front of him.

Resisting Gungnir had already consumed a lot of his magic power, and the 'Infernal Lotus' he had just unleashed at full power had also consumed a lot of his magic power.

Even with his almost bottomless magical power, forcibly outputting so much in such a short period of time would be a serious burden on his body.

Not to mention he's still injured.

This is an even greater burden on his body.

However, it's nothing serious.

He was confident that the man opposite him was in even worse shape than he was.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A violent coughing sound rang out, and the white mist gradually dissipated, revealing Rama inside.

The coughing sound just now was his, but it sounded very different from his usual voice.

If Rama's voice was originally like a clear mountain spring, pure and moving, now Rama is like a chimney, hoarse and weathered.

Similarly, his voice has changed, and his appearance isn't much better.

Just as Haramura Makoto had imagined, his physical condition was much worse than Haramura Makoto's.

Needless to say, his clothes were burned to a crisp, and he was left with only half of his white hair and burned-out eyebrows. His once fair skin was now covered in visible burn marks. His left hand and right foot were burned black, looking like sticks stuck in the ground.

Judging from the current state of his left hand and right leg, there is no doubt that his arms and legs have been rendered useless.

At this moment, Rama's aura had also weakened to its limit.

The magical power that had filled his body to the point of overflowing was now almost imperceptible.

Whether using magic, power, or martial arts, all require the activation of incantation power.

Rama is now in such a state that he is no different from a cripple.

"It seems I won."

Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Haramura Makoto narrowed his eyes, looked at Rama, and stopped continuing his treatment of the arm.

The injuries Gungnir sustained were more difficult to heal than he had imagined. He was already in a good condition, and there was no point in continuing to repair them.

"Indeed."

Despite being in dire straits, Rama showed no signs of anger, resentment, fear, or other negative emotions that one would expect from an ordinary person.

Instead, it brings a sense of relief, which can also be interpreted as liberation.

"If I could, I would gladly surrender like this."

Rama sighed softly, and the water jug ​​in his hand disappeared.

The magic array above released lightning again, but only two bolts, both aimed at Rama.

His own weapons couldn't harm him, and the brave man easily caught the lightning.

There is one in the left hand and one in the mouth.

Those are a 'bow' and an 'arrow'.

The great steel bow gleamed with a cold light, and the arrows were divine arrows that existed within a magical array.

In mythology, Rama is a hero deeply associated with the bow and arrow.

In India, bows and arrows are weapons possessed only by the upper classes. In this desperate situation, he must use the weapon that best suits him and allows him to unleash his full potential.

"These are my strongest weapons, the bow and arrow. I have broken their seal. Now I will give it my all, hoping that you can free me from the endless, miserable cycle of time, just as you said."

Speaking in a very humble tone, Rama raised the great steel bow with one hand.

The act of picking up the bow even caused a spatial tremor. From Makoto Haramura's perspective, he could clearly see that Rama's body was being ruthlessly exploited.

He is currently in the universe and cannot replenish his power by drawing on the earth. Therefore, Rama, who is now almost completely depleted of his magical power, chooses to forcibly squeeze his divine body, which is composed of the Holy Grail, to its limits.

The hero bit the fletching of the arrow with his teeth, simultaneously biting the bowstring, attaching it to the great bow, and aiming at Makoto Haramura.

As the chosen target, Makoto Haramura will soon be able to learn the power contained within the arrow.

That is—the sun.

This is the same power as the "White Horse" among the ten incarnations of Veleslana, and it is the power possessed by Mitra, Veleslana's former master.

"Choosing this to attack me is unwise."

Makoto Haramura lowered his eyes slightly, but did not say anything sarcastic.

Rama released his grip on the arrow's fletching, and the Arrow of the Sun pierced through time and space, hurtling towards Makoto Haramura.

The arrow changed shape during its flight, transforming into a pillar of fire resembling a flare erupting from the surface of the sun.

"However, considering your mindset, such an attack is somewhat justified."

Makoto Haramura shook his head, took a step forward, and stepped towards the flare-like pillar of flame.

Amidst the towering flames, Makoto Haramura emerged unharmed.

"Bah!"

As the sound of flesh tearing apart rang out, a blood-red blade emerged directly from Rama's back.

Rama's divine status was also severed along with it.

The strongest steel, the strongest king, closed his eyes with a smile on his lips.

"Finally, finally, I can rest all the time."

Chapter 343 A Term Becomes Indefinite

This absurd journey, seemingly endless and hopeless, is finally coming to an end.

Let me get a good night's sleep. I hope this time, as this extraterrestrial demon said, this peaceful sleep will be forever.

A kind smile appeared on his handsome face, and the hero released the weapon he had held onto for a thousand years.

Does he not know that his strongest power, the power of the sun, is ineffective against this man?

Of course he knew.

However, he had long since lost any desire for victory in the battle. The constraints of his mission and the covenant required him to exert all his strength to win.

Therefore, it's quite reasonable that he unleashed his strongest attack at the last moment.

It's just that it's ineffective in terms of results, isn't it?

The distorted spatial power erupted, and the flesh and blood formed from condensed magic were pulverized, blood and bones alike.

"Good night."

Raising his arm, which had finally fully recovered, Makoto Haramura slowly approached the vanishing Rama.

He has just completely severed his karmic ties.

After all, simply killing this man is meaningless; even if he is killed in an ordinary way, he will be resurrected many years later and continue to fulfill his mission.

Therefore, Makoto Haramura directly broke the covenant that bound him.