Regarding the matter of awakening lightning abilities after transformation

The untimely sunset, the towering body like a mountain, the fiery sword that shines brighter than the sun—all the characteristics of the creature perfectly match those of Surtur in mythology.

"Orange, how did you know about it?"

If the giant really is the so-called Surtur, then Ying Qiuhuai's attitude seems particularly ambiguous. Hearing Su Wanxi ask her softly, Gu Cheng slowly broke free from the embrace, put one hand to her forehead, and looked slightly dazed.

“I have some fragmented memories about the inside of the crack.”

Her memories told her the name of the fire giant, and the giant sword that could cleave the sky.

"Su Wanwan, can you stop it from moving?"

After a brief silence, Gu Cheng wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, her slender white fingers gripping the knife handle tightly. Seeing this, Su Wanxi's eyes deepened, and she said with her lips slightly parted, "Okay, but it will be very short."

At the end, she added one more sentence.

"I prefer to induce gravitational tides rather than directly affecting the body."

Collapsing space to a singularity to create a gravitational tide with tearing properties is Su Wanxi's trump card; it was this move that took the life of that scaled dragon.

"Okay, do it your way."

As far as the eye could see, the ground was covered with bright red lava, and the underground fissures that sealed the giants were blocked by a large amount of mud and sand. Surtur was constantly trying to get up.

Anyone who can become a captain must have some skills. Gu Cheng swallowed hard, raised his arms, and the blue-white electric current wrapped around his skin made a crackling sound.

Without needing to say more, Su Wanxi took a step forward, her dark eyes narrowing slightly. She continuously channeled her surging spiritual power, and in just a few breaths, the space above the fire giant began to distort, and a collapsing singularity that even light could not escape was forming.

Surtur clearly sensed the danger, twisted his wrist, and slashed the demonic sword, which was wrapped in flames, into the sky. In an instant, a bright silver streak collided with the blade, and fine electric currents climbed to the spine of the blade. The flames seemed to be cut open by the wind, revealing a bare section of metal that shone with a dark luster.

The electric blaster successfully prevented Surtur from swinging his sword, and by the time he gripped the hilt again, a black gravitational tide had already formed.

The crimson muscles contracted and rolled the instant they touched the edge of the singularity, and the skin and bones were twisted together by the immense force. Surtur cried out in pain, and the ley lines trembled in response.

Gu Cheng noticed that Su Wanxi's face was pale and her delicate forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

This is a crucial moment, and we must not let anyone disturb us.

The girl lightly stomped her foot on the ground, and a static electric field with a radius of twenty meters spread out from the center of the two of them. All living things that entered the electric field would be attacked by the electric current, resulting in a brief paralysis.

"Gu Cheng, watch your surroundings..."

A female voice reminded her in her mind.

"I'm watching."

Gu Cheng stood upright next to Su Wanxi, about half a meter apart. This was partly to avoid being accidentally injured by lightning, and partly to make it easier for her to help her fiancée at any time.

Gu Chengyan paused upon hearing this, then said in a low, melancholy tone.

I'm not talking about the enemy.

Before anyone knew it, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the deep, continuous layers of clouds were constantly accumulating energy. Gu Cheng noticed this as well, and her voice unconsciously lowered.

"You want me to guide a lightning strike?"

Gu Cheng had never tried to do this before, but she could vaguely sense the electromagnetic reactions from the environment. Perhaps she could change the location of some of the lightning strikes.

The woman gave a soft "hmm" and then said, "Surtur is surrounded by scorching magma, and its main body should be a type of heat-resistant destructive organism. Your lightning damage is very limited."

The stun gun works by using the high temperature generated upon impact to melt the target. The fire giant is clearly immune to this, and even if Gu Cheng mobilizes the lightning of the entire rift, he may not be able to kill it head-on.

"Tsk... I get it..."

Su Wanxi's mental strength alone is far from enough to deal with the entire mountain of flesh. Gu Cheng must do something, such as using the lightning strike as a bridge to contact Surtur so that Gu Chengyan can analyze the target's structure and thus achieve concept erasure.

With her pink lips slightly parted, Gu Cheng gently exhaled a breath of stale air. Her ability was activated once again, and through the clouds, she saw countless electric snakes containing violent energy.

Holding the knife in one hand, its blade gleaming coldly, everything around her became exceptionally quiet. Only the chaotic sky remained in her mind. The girl standing in the center of the high platform closed her eyes, her long flaxen hair swaying in the wind, with tiny electrical currents flickering at the ends of her hair.

As the cumulus clouds collided and rubbed against each other, their charge saturated to a critical point, causing the air to expand rapidly and generate a shock wave. The booming sound, like that of artillery fire, arrived as expected, and a dazzling white light flashed across the sky, as if a blade had been drawn and severed day and night.

The next second, a thick bolt of lightning, the size of a missile silo, suddenly plummeted down, striking directly at Surtur's head. His pair of dark, massive horns gleamed in the light. Then came a second and a third bolt, with currents exceeding 300,000 amperes and voltages approaching one billion volts. Even the brilliance of the flaming demon sword paled in comparison to the power of heaven and earth.

The parts that Su Wanxi had previously damaged were torn apart by lightning, and even Surtur, a fire giant, could not withstand the temperature of over 10,000 degrees Celsius in one go.

That's almost twice the surface temperature of the sun.

"Ugh..."

Surtur howled incessantly amidst the raging thunderstorm, its thick, rugged lips twisted in agony. It turned its head, dust flying everywhere, its deep red eyes fixed on Gu Cheng, its expression a mask of rage and savagery. When the giant finally saw clearly that the one who had wounded it so severely was merely a young woman the size of an ant, its voice grew even more hoarse.

“Jormun...gand...”

The words were drowned out by the rolling thunder. Gu Cheng slowly opened her eyes. Her clear brown pupils were dyed a deep blue by the lightning. Her gaze was calm and indifferent, like that of a god.

This is just the beginning.

Chapter 344, Section 350: The Fall of the Sky

The horizon was a sea of ​​crimson, the sky and land torn apart by the setting sun. In the distance lay low-hanging dark clouds and endless city ruins. The air was thick with heat, and molten lava flowed across the land, leaving nothing but barren land in its wake.

Su Wanxi frowned slightly, biting her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, her dark eyes shimmering.

The collapsing singularity, powerful enough to destroy all matter, consumed a massive amount of Su Wanxi's mental energy. She struggled to control the gravitational tides, and her fair and delicate face was covered with a thin layer of mist from sweat, making her already stunning beauty even more ethereal.

At the same time, Gu Cheng slowly raised her hand, her slender fingers curling inward, and a thick bolt of lightning struck down again, instantly illuminating the entire world as if it were daytime.

"The media setup is complete, and I'm now attempting to analyze it."

A clear female voice echoed in her mind. Gu Cheng's eyelashes trembled, and a trickle of blood seeped from her eyes. The bright red blood mingled with her fair skin, creating a kind of broken beauty.

Changing the lightning's point of impact alone consumed most of Gu Cheng's mental energy. She straightened her back and tensed her legs, her right brown eye fixed on the fire giant. The low howl was incessant, and the flashing white light even shattered one of Surtur's horns. It swung its arms and snapped off tall buildings, the dust it kicked up obscuring the sky.

"Can you eliminate it completely in one go?"

Gu Cheng asked softly, and after a while, the woman replied no.

"My ability strength is conservatively estimated to be only A. Surtur's body is too huge, and it is simply unrealistic to completely eliminate it."

A-level awakened individuals have negligible effect on powerful creatures; even a gifted superhuman like Su Wanxi could only melt off a small portion of the creature's arm.

“However…” the woman changed the subject, and continued, “If its vital point, like most descendant creatures, is located in its head, things would be much simpler.”

Lightning rained down from the sky, and Surtur was enveloped in crackling electrical currents. It gripped its greatsword and casually slashed at the dark gravitational singularity in front of it.

The flames were swallowed by darkness, the ancient sword stirred the tides, Su Wanxi's delicate body trembled slightly, her spirit seemed to be hit head-on by a heavy hammer, and a low moan involuntarily escaped from the corner of her lips.

Su Wanwan... A hint of worry flashed in Gu Cheng's eyes. She was about to go over to help her when Su Wanxi shook her head, put her hand to her forehead, brushed a few strands of dark hair that had fallen on her side behind her ear, and said in a breath as sweet as orchids, "I'm fine."

The woman's voice was ultimately strained; the supernatural ability, which was only halfway activated, suddenly stopped. The resulting discomfort was akin to having one's joints bent 360 degrees, a major blow to both the awakened person's body and mind.

Gu Cheng felt as if her heart had been ripped open, a dull, sharp pain.

"Wanwan...don't push yourself too hard...remember what you told Qin Kexin before, the spokesperson must also fulfill their duties, do you hear me?"

Su Wanxi was visibly taken aback by her fiancée's unusually serious tone. After a moment, her eyes softened considerably.

"Ah."

As soon as he finished speaking, the distorted space gradually returned to normal. Surtur's right hand, which had been holding the sword, had been completely torn apart by the gravitational tide, revealing the golden-red bones and tendons underneath. From a distance, it was even impossible to distinguish where the molten lava was and where the limbs were.

“Jormun...gand...”

The giant moved its lips, its expression extremely angry, and this time Gu Cheng finally heard what it said clearly.

Jormungandr, the Midgard Serpent that encircles the mortal realm, Surtur could sense a similar aura emanating from Gu Cheng.

She was just an insignificant human being... why...?

With no outlet for his pent-up negative emotions, Surtur opened his mouth, and endless hellfire erupted from his throat, while the scorching lava covering his skin also emitted a dazzling white light.

The volcano began its second eruption, with deep volcanic ash covering the sky like foam on water.

"Analysis complete. There's good news and bad news."

Stop keeping me in suspense...

Gu Cheng's expression was calm, her pupils reflecting the flames.

"The good news is that I can directly erase a part of Surtur's existence, such as that Flame Demon Sword."

"The bad news is?"

"The bad news is that Surtur has no vital points; every inch of its skin is an independent, living magma."

This means that they need to eradicate Surtur's existence from its very source.

"...This is even more troublesome."

With a flick of her wrist, Gu Cheng cleaved through the scorching lava that was rushing towards her. Her back was already drenched in sweat, and the air was filled with the soft, low breaths of a young girl. She raised her head, and a flash of blue light appeared in her brown eyes. Several more bolts of lightning ignited the fire in the ground, and the black knight's sword was directly struck by the lightning. The entire piece of molten iron melted and disintegrated inch by inch, like a lit candle.

"orange..."

A familiar spiritual force suddenly surged into her limbs. Gu Cheng accepted it without hesitation. In the blink of an eye, she was lifted up twenty meters into the air by gravity, and her hand was gently grasped by a soft jade.

Looking up, she saw a stunningly beautiful profile. Su Wanxi was only inches away from her, the hem of her clothes fluttering wildly in the heat. Beneath them lay only crimson lava, and there was nowhere to step.

"It seems I can't faint anytime soon."

Su Wanxi whispered in his earlobe, shifting her body and quietly wrapping her arms around her lover's waist. She could feel that Gu Cheng was almost completely soaked, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Hearing a steady heartbeat behind her, Gu Cheng took a deep breath and restrained herself from looking down.

With temperatures exceeding 1200 degrees Celsius, a fall from such a height would be certain death. She and Su Wanxi could even skip a whole host of steps and be cremated directly into ashes.

"I won't let go."

The ability to control the body requires the awakened one to be fully focused. Su Wanxi has done many sets of weightlessness training because of her special ability, and her body is already used to being suspended in the air. However, Gu Cheng may not be able to adapt. She can only soothe her lover's emotions through words and actions.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, her face slightly flushed.

The powerful lightning did not stop, but attacked according to its original target. Surtur's other intact skull horn was also completely melted by Gu Chengyan's ability.

Gu Cheng is afraid of heights and also afraid of death, but Su Wanxi is a comrade-in-arms and lover she can trust. Unlike Jiang Xuewei, Gu Cheng can completely entrust her back to Su Wanxi.

They didn't need to worry about slipping and falling; they only needed to focus on attacking their target. This tacit understanding was established back in the Hermit Bureau era.

"Hiss..."

Deep within the dark clouds, the frenzied energy gathered once more. Gu Cheng increased the flow of her mental energy, and inadvertently bit her lip, letting the metallic taste of rust rush onto her tongue.

A deep, booming sound, like a subwoofer, reached her ears. Su Wanxi held her breath, her dark eyes narrowing slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the surging lightning, like the legendary Sword of Damocles hanging over the king's head, fell straight down with unparalleled destructive power, and Surtur instinctively raised his arm to try to defend himself.