Type-Moon, joins the Lion King at the beginning.

Chapter 490: The Light Across the Lostbelt, Its Name is Rungomyniad

"How could it be - no, no, this is so... possible -"

Ophelia, knowing the consequences, looked dazed, but after seeing the knight laughing loudly, she no longer hesitated and tore off the magic eye that Li Ye had cast on her, saying: "Things - aim fixed - Saber, who was born with the collapse of Sigurd's soul core, I will not see its shining appearance!"

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Li Ye did not stop Ophelia, but just watched the scene quietly. He was very interested in what Ophelia said about Saber being born after Sigurd's death.

hum.

The power of the magic eye blossomed at this moment, but Ophelia was unable to glimpse any possible future.

"Hmph, it doesn't work."

Sigurd, who was beginning to dissipate, grinned with a look of disdain: "The Valkyrie just showed you how to crack your magic eye, Ophelia, have you forgotten?

I am indeed nothing more than a thing, but that is all, I have soul and spirit."

"No, no, no, Lee!"

Ophelia, who remembered something, seemed like a drowning person who had grabbed the last straw. She called Li Ye's name in panic and even grabbed Li Ye's sleeve. She hurriedly said: "Use your magic eye to kill him. You must kill him now - the flame is coming!"

Along with shouting and trembling, Ophelia's seemingly desperate look was reflected in Li Ye's eyes.

The girl's eyes were very beautiful. They should have been flawless, but now they were filled with fear until the [Flame] appeared.

Li Ye raised his head and saw that the heroic spirit Sigurd not far away had been completely destroyed. Even if Ophelia begged, Li Ye could not do anything in this short time.

Infinite light illuminates the things on earth, and things hang in the sky and continue to burn.

It maintains an unusually huge size, but is suspended in the air, overlooking the entire Nordic Lostbelt, like a condensed mass of flame.

That is the day at the zenith - the sun.

In many myths, the sun occupies a vital position, and countless deities are associated with it.

And in this Nordic Lostbelt, the sun was particularly dazzling at this moment, as if responding to the girl's cry.

Burning brightly. Burning brightly.

This is not the correct appearance of a star, standing in the sky, but also located in front of the universe.

The fetal movement began to twist. It was not a star, and definitely not a flaming star.

Rather, it was like the magma slowly flowing from deep within the earth's core—even more terrifying than magma.

At some point it turned into a huge black sun with arcs of light flickering at its edges, magma falling from it, and a huge human figure that mistook the false sun for a hole and slowly fell along with the magma.

Yes, that's a giant.

However, its majesty is incomparable to other giant species.

A heat that transcends the bodies of all giants and ravages all life.

The embodiment of heat, the flickering flame in the false sun is his embodiment.

Lurking beneath the soul and spirit core of the heroic spirit Sigurd of pan-human history, the true Saber of the Lostbelt—

The key to Ragnarok, the end of the Age of the Norse Gods, is the God Slayer.

In the Nordic Lostbelt, he controls the only heat, the ruler of the Fire Realm Muspelheim and the embodiment of destruction.

The sword of fire, the dark one.

He who slaughtered the gods and would eventually burn all things on earth.

His real name is Wei - the Fire Giant King Surut.

At the moment the sun set, the giants living in various parts of the Lostbelt looked up at the sky and roared at the same time. The shackles of domination that the queen had put on them and the faceless masks that covered their faces shattered.

The kingless years spent in obscurity passed away with the shattering of the masks, and they finally woke up.

Oh Surut, lead us to continue fighting. It is not enough to just kill the ancient gods, we must burn this ancient land.

The twilight of the gods continues, the moment of joy continues, the moment of the end.

Submarine Shadow Border——

After observing the changes in the sun for the first time, Holmes couldn't help but sigh: "It was almost there. Even I can't help but hate my principle of "don't tell unless there is solid evidence".

The flames flickering on the mountains in the northern part of the Nordic Lostbelt are the fire that fell from the Land of Fire, Muspelheim, and the huge sun is probably the embodiment of Muspelheim by the gods, that is, the flesh of the Last Titan, Surtur. "

"But there's still hope, isn't there?"

Little Da Vinci suppressed his emotions and said with a smile: "It's time to contact them. We are almost done--"

"Then what are you waiting for? This is a matter of life and death!"

Goldruf jumped into the driver's seat and shouted, "Turn on the communication and find out where they are!"

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That was the memorable first lepton transfer experiment, a singularity F investigation mission carried out by our Group A.

That day, our fate was sealed.

The world was once surrounded by the flames of human nature.

Flame, flame, flame.

The flames are blazing, and all you can see is the flames.

My Demonic Eye is the Demonic Eye of Procrastination, which is at the [Gem] level. It is a kind of future vision that can pin down the possibilities that I see with pins, thus delaying the occurrence of possibilities that are disadvantageous to me.

So, what about this?

We are trapped in a cage, facing the imminent death, and the possibility of escape is close to zero.

Although it is not zero, it is too far away.

Even if you stretch out your hand, you can't fix it.

Even if I can immobilize the enemy's attacks and magic, this is impossible.

I was powerless in the face of Leif Lenore's destructive work and the fire that burned away humanity.

Once caught in the flames, all is lost.

It is inevitable that the outcome will be the same for everyone.

Perhaps that is why I have so few complaints or lamentations, except that I feel thoroughly disillusioned with myself and feel that I wish I had been more forthright before my own death.

I never offered my hand, not even once, if I could have held it in Woday's hand—

[Congratulations on your resurrection. I believe that if it were you, you would be able to save the world.

Hello, Kirshtalia Wodaym.

I think I can convey information to you in this way, but I chose to use language, what a complicated method. 】

If my vocal cords were still usable, I would have let out a sigh.

My eyes are looking at the [World\Basket] next door.

Looking at the dazzling light emerging from the darkness, and the figure of Woddam facing that light.

Wodam's figure was like a newborn baby, not in terms of shape, but in terms of fragility. His injuries were so severe that he seemed to die if he just breathed, and his whole body revealed a sense of exhaustion.

It was like witnessing the end of the world—no, it was like fighting the end of the world.

The look of death that seemed to be left after transcending a miracle was enough to make me believe that this absurd delusion was true.

We are now sharing the situation.

Presumably, the so-called human nature will be burned and the past will disappear.

But this had nothing to do with us and, although unexpected, it was not enough to change plans.

The sky will close with the invasion, and you humans will also meet your end.

But in this great achievement worthy of celebration, God still has no flesh.

Will you assist me, Kirshtalia Wadham?

As a hidden person, you are worthy of being my preacher. 】

I didn't know what was happening, I just felt the end of us.

He was chosen, but we were not.

Vordam will survive, and we will just remain like this, left in the darkness.

but--

"It's not enough for me alone. I recommend that the other six people also become assistants."

Woddam's voice sounded, and I could sense that Light was confused, and I was so surprised that my mind went blank.

This goes without saying for God, and the same is true for humans.

Even an ant crawling on the ground would know that this is something that [should not happen].

In this case, his remarks and suggestions should not have been made.

[It is incomprehensible that on the blank earth, you will become invincible.

Why would we need to seek other competitors when we can already establish ourselves as a single entity? 】

"The possibility that the other six people can defeat me is not zero. Since there is a slight possibility, I can't ignore it."

"Give them a chance," Woddam declared. "If I want to rewrite human history, it's meaningless for me to do it alone."

He is not trying to share the responsibility, but rather believes in the rock-solid light of humanity that is valuable to each of us.

[If you want to take back what you have lost, you will inevitably have to do the corresponding work.

To bring a human back from the dead requires enough pain and effort to stop the world for a few seconds, just like the hell you just overcame.

However, their bodies were silent in the imaginary numbers, unable to pay the price.

Do you want to pay for it?
Kirshtalia Wodaym.

Can you still endure the pain of being against the world several times? 】

"of course."

There was no trace of gloom in Wodem's voice as he said, "As long as humans can do it, I can do it."

In a state where he felt like he would faint if he took one more breath, with his face gloomy with humiliation and despair, he stood upright and declared to the "Light".

So noble in my eyes.

I have witnessed the greatest strength that human beings can possess.

[Confirmed that the situation has changed and the price has now been paid.

Propose it to you who are chosen, and show it to you who are abandoned.

If you desire glory, choose resurrection;

If you desire laziness, choose eternal sleep.

God doesn't care which choice you make.】After the dazzling light, I became a hidden person. Next, what we should do is to cultivate the Lostbelts that we were given.

I didn't close my eyes, but used my magic eyes to look at the world that was given to me.

To respond to Woday's expectations, to face the fate given to her like him.

Even if it is a bad road that has been cut out of human history, there must be some hope in it.

I pray so, I look forward to it so.

My right eye sees far away, looks at a world that is not here, looks at the Nordic world that will eventually be cut off by human nature.

[Are you looking at me? ]

The flame giant's eyes are fixed on me.

[It can’t be the arrogant god, he has been burned to death by me;
It couldn't be the ferocious giant wolf, he had been devoured by me.

Is it the surviving god?

Ah, that’s it, it’s God.

Looking back, it seems that there was still one god left who had not been burned to death.

So you are the Snow Goddess? 】

"I am——a woman who was supposed to die in a world engulfed in flames."

'Who are you?'

[I am, flame.]

The flame that is destined to burn everything in Northern Europe.

The angry residue of the origin giant——】

Northern Europe?

So, I understand.

Maybe it's because of the Gunos blood flowing in my body, so you must be Surut.

The Flame Giant King, the Dark One.

The Last Titan who once ended the world.

[An interesting woman, died in a burning world, but still dared to look directly into my flames. Yes, I will end everything.

Kill all the gods who clamor about fate, and burn the earth, humans, and everything in the world.

There will be nothing left that will survive to tomorrow. 】

It's different from the myth.

"Your flame brought an end to the Age of the Norse Gods, but after that will come the Age of Humanity."

[This is what fate should be, but it doesn’t have to be.

Let everything end with me. I will stand alone and proudly on the ending planet, laughing wildly.

I once threatened that——】

"You——failed, didn't you?"

[Yes, I failed. I have struggled in the prison of the great god for a long time, but I still couldn't resist fate. It seems that I can only stop here.

The dream of burning everything to ashes has not been realized, and my Nordic flame will be cut off along with the reality. 】

[Farewell, human woman who casts her gaze upon the world that ended in flames.

If after tens of thousands of miracles and hundreds of millions of coincidences.

You can still see my words, then I will show you my sword of fire. 】

After that, I entered the Lostbelt and summoned the Heroic Spirit.

It was supposed to summon a heroic spirit with a connection to the territory, but it summoned the dragon-slaying hero Sigurd instead.

If only it were Sigurd.

Unfortunately, everything was determined during that observation.

Through the bond formed by eye contact, Surtur hid his soul in Ophelia's Magic Eye until the Heroic Spirit Summoned him, then he used a magic ritual to sneak into the body of the Heroic Spirit Sigurd and took over the Hero's nest.

He wanted to break the prison set for him by the great god Odin by committing suicide, but Ophelia reacted in time and used a command spell to forbid Sigurd to commit suicide.

Until now,

Until Sigurd was killed by Cuchulainn.

Until the sun sets.

The Bible says that when all things began, the Creator rested on the seventh day.

The fire of the Nordic Lostbelt arrived on the seventh day, but it did not bring rest, but the end of all things.

The Great God Odin, the Great God of Kings Day - Wednesday - is over.

The day of Jhinir's thunder—Thursday—is over.

Love's bountiful day - Friday - is over.

The farming day in the alien land—Saturday—is over.

Then the Day of the Sun comes.

The false sun, the fire that shines in the sky, what should have been hanging high in the sky has descended to the surface of the earth.

The shocking force caused the earth to collapse, the mountains to turn into dust, and the places where people stood were boiling.

The Giant King stood proudly.

In pan-human history, this is manifested as the eruption of Katla volcano, but here it is different. Here, myth is the reality of the planet.

That is Muspelheim, the Land of Fire, the Realm of Fire.

The Kingdom of Fire, which is not the real sun, hangs high in the sky of the Nordic Lostbelt. Now, the ruler of Muspelheim, Muspelheim himself, has fallen from the sky.

He was once one of the kings of the old giants, and now appears as a distorted sun, and is also the one who expands the dusk.

"Flame Giant King!"

Mashu's heart was pounding, but she still stood in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka. Not far behind her, Brunhilde, who had collapsed due to exhaustion, was cast into rune magic by Cu Chulainn in an attempt to slow down the process of her spiritual base collapse.

"The distance cannot be confirmed because the scattering of the atmosphere causes optical visual deception—"

Mash quickly said, "Everyone, please be careful of the heat!"

"Yeah! Mashu is right. My intuition tells me that guy is standing unexpectedly close to me!"

Napoleon laughed and said, "Flame Giant King! The one called Surut! You don't want to disappear! You are our enemy now!"

【certainly】

Along with the thoughts conveyed by magic, the flaming sword energy stretched across a thousand meters, destroying everything in sight, and roared towards the people of Chaldea!

"True name, freeze and expand - that is the fantasy city that has endured many roads and many wishes - respond, the already fragile city of dreams...!"

The suddenly expanded city wall turned into a natural moat, isolating all the heat outside!

And almost at the same time——

"One chance, I'll fight for one chance, Mashu, next we have to get back to the submarine, I'm going to use [True Person] to bring all my power down!"

Staring at the Fire Giant King, Li Ye no longer had time to admire his strength and the coolness of his posture. He mobilized the power brought by the rune magic cast by Brunhilde.

The Fire Giant King is a real existence. He cannot be affected by the power of servants alone, even Rune with Brunhilde.

Therefore, Li Ye must launch an absolutely powerful attack, at least to cause injuries to Surut!

"Fujimaru, do you know about the insurance Da Vinci prepared for you?"

Li Ye took a deep breath, but what he said made Fujimaru Ritsuka slightly stunned. She didn't understand why Li Ye brought up this at this time.

Isn't it Li Ye who becomes a Servant that Da Vinci prepared as insurance?

"It's not just about becoming a follower. After all, this topic has been raised a long time ago."

As if he knew what Fujimaru Ritsuka was thinking, Li Ye said, "There is a second one. Although it is crude after all, it is also a specialized magic developed by Leonardo da Vinci himself."

hum.

As the dark aurora rose, it entangled with each other behind Li Ye and turned into a halo. The distorted light seemed as deep as the starry sky.

Li Ye said in a deep voice: "Anchor point [Nordic Lostbelt] confirmed - [Open the door]!"

This release of all magical power is not a treasure, nor is it a large-scale magic ritual. All this magic can do is position and guide.

The consumption is too great, and the bulk of this consumption is even borne by the other party. If it were not the most necessary situation, Li Ye would not want to use this last resort.

Click.

In the moment when the halo flowed, the world was torn apart.

That is not a spatial level, but a more distant place, a penetration from another realm, a power that follows the roots of the fantasy tree and reaches the door here.

Crisp sounds continued to ring out, and cracks appeared in the halo until it collapsed completely, revealing its dark interior.

A pair of pale golden eyes opened from the darkness.

"!!!"

The moment they were stared at by those light golden eyes, everyone present had their hair standing on end. Napoleon subconsciously picked up the cannon in his hand, and Cu Chulainn's eyes were filled with divine light. Even Brunhilde, who was lying on the ground, struggled to raise her hand.

It seems that if we don't act now, the danger of death will be approaching!!

It's completely not on the same level, it's like an existence from another dimension!

"......."

Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was standing behind Mashu, looked stunned as he stared at the halo behind Li Ye's head that had already risen into the sky, and the figure in it.

Exactly the same as Li Ye, or rather, that is Li Ye.

It is not because of the weak Servant Spiritual Base that the power of the clone is limited, but it is a knight who has come to where he is today with a human body and a red dragon body.

Its power is so strong that it can even bring down gods!
"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor."

The ethereal words of declaration ended in an instant, and surging magic power roared across the Nordic land. It was a magic power that even the gods trembled with. The endless storm blew away thousands of years of ice and snow, even the thriving fire at this moment!
The giants bowed in admiration, the humans looked up at them, and even the Chaldeans in the submarine exclaimed in amazement.

【interesting】

The Giant King standing on the ground raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The sun has already set. There should be nothing above the sky, but at this moment a new round of [Big Sun] is setting.

It is a light that is hotter than fire, it is a world that is higher than the sky, it is a long-range attack from the Chinese Lostbelt!
That is a light that can even shoot down the entire Northern Europe!
I have started a new book, and I will continue to publish it in series. I hope you will support me (of course, this book will not be finished so soon)

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