I'll kill you after I finish this game!

She was one of the immortal heroes of the Demon City, and also the Crimson Knight of the Crimson Lotus. Reinhard described her desires, solemnly chanting:

"We are those who are scorched by the light, those who relentlessly pursue the unattainable star."

"[It is revered because it is unattainable, and because of its reverence, it does not wish to depart from it.]"

"【Pursue, relentlessly pursue, until the ends of the earth, wherever I may be, I will burn within the very heart of my being—a world of inescapable flames.】"

Since the world is shaped like a cannon barrel, and attacks fill every corner of the world, there is truly nowhere to escape, and the attacks can continue indefinitely.

Within the Black Round Table, there is an extremely versatile creative ability.

Flames swirled at the tip of the spear, turning the entire holy lance crimson.

The ferocious demonic flames soared into the sky, swirling and paving a path, creating the world of the magic cannon's barrel.

Ah, it's alright, embrace me in my heart.

"Those who fear our spears shall not cross this flame! (WermeinesSpeeresSpitzefuchtet,durchschreitedasfeuernie!)"

Go forth, go forth and frolic with your friends, for your victory.

"【Creation (Briah) ――】"

"[This body will transform into a dignified being and burn away completely—]"

At this moment, lightning transformed into swords, and flames also transformed into swords.

The myriad phenomena depict the dance of the War Maidens, who take the stage on the stage of this infinite multiverse.

"【Lightning Speed ​​Sword Dance: Battle Maiden Transformation (DonnerTotentanz - Walküre)!!!!】"

"【Scorching World, Blade of Torment (MuspellzheimrLaevateinn)!!!!】"

Sizzle—!

Boom! ...

A deafening explosion erupted, and lightning and flames clashed fiercely, like sisters locked in a tense standoff.

Beneath the divine throne, the endless dimensions began to distort, and infinite possibilities were annihilated by the Sword of Pain and the Lightning-Fast Sword Dance, leaving nowhere to hide and nowhere to escape.

In a daze, countless viewers seemed to see two sword-wielding warrior maidens, smiling as they clashed with their swords.

Lightning and fire depict the path created by the snails.

Apart from the spaces occupied by Fujii Ren and Reinhardt, all other spaces have now been completely separated.

The inability to go out or leave is reminiscent of being inside a claustrophobic tunnel.

However, this is not a tunnel, but the gun barrel itself.

The truth behind the magic cannon's absolute ability to hit is neither the homing projectile nor the amplified explosion, but this.

Because there is nowhere to escape, there is no way to avoid it.

This devastating space, where war and thunder intertwine, is a battlefield that belongs solely to the two of them.

The extremely hot flames could rush through the inside of the cannon without leaving an inch, so no matter how fast you ran, you could only endure it.

But at the same time, this is also a good opportunity.

Because most people believe that in this world of endless flames, the only way to endure such continuous bombardment is to defend like a tortoise.

However, at this moment, Fujii Ren can try to break through.

Although this fiery world is extremely dangerous, it's worth a try.

With the help of Sakurai Hotaru's family, and now that the walls of lightning and flames have opened up, breaking through is definitely not a dream.

She began to charge head-on towards the approaching wall of inferno, then raised her left arm, wielding the Iron Fist of the End, and recited the prayer incantation of her comrade, saying:

"I am the guardian of the end, the seeker of the ultimate death."

"[To seek a unique and ultimate death is the only salvation for this body! The steel seeker—the iron fist of the curtain falls.]"

Completely destroyed, the final curtain falls.

In terms of destructive power, the ultimate pursuit of truth possesses unparalleled strength, manifesting as the steel of death.

"【Shatter to pieces—the human world's final transformation ((MiegarerVolsungaSaga)!!!!!!!!!】" x2.

Fujii Ren and Makina's voices overlapped, and the Fist of End Transformation struck out fiercely, directly destroying the world of the cannon barrel and opening the wall of Hellfire.

Unstoppable, this punch directly opened the path forward and annihilated the vast multiverse bubble that Reinhard had dominated.

But in that instant, Reinhard remained calm and composed. The holy spear in his hand once again surged with a domineering power different from the crimson karmic fire, and a pale divine might and madness appeared around him.

Time has reversed; although Fujii Ren was the fastest, this law has now been rewritten.

"[Fear of contact, aversion to contact. Our love is a trail of murderous insidious destruction spreading behind our backs.]"

"[I desperately hope to forget, to abandon everything, to let the cursed memories enter the cage of madness. I only want to become the fastest killing intent—a greedy beast.]"

"【Everyone, perish—the Dead World: NiflheimrFenriswolf!!!】"

call out----!!!!

The final curtain is indeed terrifying; even Reinhard couldn't withstand it head-on.

But as Schreiber once said, it's pointless if you miss.

At this moment, it is completely unreasonable for a latecomer to catch up.

Reinhardt transformed into a raging storm that overturned the endless multiverse, with every move he made carrying terrifying destructive power.

Contact is destruction, and its destructive power is second only to that of the Magina.

"Tsk—!"

It's hard to believe, but Reinhardt is now faster than Ren Fujii.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Reinhardt's Holy Lance clashed repeatedly with Fujii Ren's Guillotine, the Holy Lance breaking through the defenses and inflicting further wounds on the opponent.

Meanwhile, the enemy's military strength was being decimated by Fujii Ren's overwhelming violence, and their expansion rate was completely suppressed, with countless undead war slaves being reduced to ashes.

boom! ! !

The two clashed again, their fighting becoming truly intense, and a fatal blow was delivered simultaneously at close range!

She wouldn't give up her position as the fastest. If we're going to compete on speed, let's settle it here!

She absolutely could not afford to lose in the race against time.

Pray with all your heart and soul!

"Stop—!"

Roaring, the domineering aura that froze everything spread once more, preventing Reinhardt from gaining the upper hand in speed.

Poof! ! !

The Holy Lance of Destiny and the Guillotine were stained with blood at this moment, and their attacks struck each other squarely.

"Ugh—!"

"Pfft-!"

With two cries of pain, Fujii Ren and Reinhardt were simultaneously struck by each other's devastating blows, their divine blood splattering and shattering countless universes.

Both of them were injured at this moment. Fujii Ren's side was cut off by the Holy Lance, while Reinhardt's shoulder was slashed.

The two, who had been knocked away from each other, kept their distance and caught their breath.

The strong smell of blood between them confirmed that the injuries they had sustained were indeed severe.

They are both divine beings, capable of inflicting such damage on immortal bodies; their attack power is unimaginable.

"Hmph hmph hmph haha ​​...

Reinhardt raised his hand and gently touched his broken shoulder. Looking at the crimson blood seeping into his palm, he laughed with genuine joy on his handsome face.

This nauseating and agonizing feeling was, to him, the highest joy and bliss.

"My illness is incurable. You have wounded me deeply once again. This kind of pain is addictive... Ah... I am alive now!! Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe, drink—!!!!!!!!!"

The loud, yet twisted laughter eventually turned into a rousing battle cry.

Ignoring his own injuries, Reinhardt, as if trying to erase his laughter, unleashed a powerful golden spear that swept across the sky like a golden horizon!

clang--!

Ignoring her injuries, Fujii Ren gritted her teeth and raised her arm to meet the guillotine, deflecting the blow with all her might.

"What's so funny?!"

Looking at the other party's smiling face, Fujii Ren felt nauseous and disgusted. Ignoring the blood flowing from his hideous wound, he roared and kept slashing at the other party with his blade. The Iron Fist of the End on his left arm continued to reduce Reinhardt's massive army.

Their crimson blood droplets splattered across the sky where they clashed, transforming into alluring blood flowers.

clang----!!!

"A foolish question, of course it's all of them!"

Together, they parried the guillotine aimed at their necks with the Holy Lance, gazing intently at the battlefield. Reinhardt laughed and said:

"The battlefield between you and me is vibrant and dazzling! Open your eyes and see for yourself what a ridiculous fight this is!!!"

Frozen, destroyed.

They charged in, they charged out.

If you get beaten up, fight back.

If you hurt him, you will be hurt in return.

He was plundered, and plundered.

At this moment, the battlefield has reached its most intense peak, and there are no longer any tactics or skills left.

Each time, he simply puts himself into repeating the fighting stance from the previous moment.

This is just like a pointless brawl between immature children.

Futile and helpless, a clash of attacks that is simple and direct, yet also an extreme form of mutual attack.

It can be described as simplifying complexity.