Swordsman Returns from Another World

"I know, just come on boldly!" Baiyou was confident: "Come on, start!"

"What nonsense..." Tianhuo sighed and raised his staff.

Ifrit and Yanrong followed closely behind. Ifrit raised his hand and said, "Finally, I don't need the flamethrower anymore. Let me show you how powerful I am!"

Yan Rong didn't say anything, but just pointed the spell dagger in his hand at Bai You's feet.

Three different Originium skills were unleashed, and a huge amount of flames instantly injected into the soles of Baiyou's feet, even engulfing him entirely, with only a pair of slightly raised hands exposed outside the flames.

"Hey!" Yan Rong couldn't help but speak: "Can you still hold it in? Speak and respond to us!"

Baiyue's voice came from the flames: "No problem at all...!"

The slightly raised hands suddenly pressed down!

The raging fire that wrapped around the body twisted in an instant, and it surrendered decadently to the will of Baiyue and the power of God!

Endless flames gathered towards Baiyue's feet, like filling a violent monster truck with source stone fuel.

The ground beneath their feet began to rise.

The monster engraved in the history of Terra finally ushered in rebirth today when the Age of Gods passed.

The heat that seemed to melt everything restrained the obsidian and steel, forcing them to form the bodies of ancient creatures.

Chapter 497: Surtel is not satisfied

"It really worked..." Ye La whispered as she watched the scene in front of her.

Nian crossed his arms and said confidently, "This technique was passed down from a long, long time ago, so of course it will work."

There was nostalgia in her eyes: "In that era when the Great Flame Hunting God was successful, the gods and humans fought each other. There were many lunatics who wanted to control the gods with human power."

"Yeragond, you who have been hiding in the snowy mountains all this time, you probably don't know about this, right?"

Yela nodded slowly.

Endless red light illuminated the faces of the two people.

Before our eyes, a giant is being born from the lava.

That huge piece of lava seemed to have become the entrance to another world. Now, the giant made of lava was passing through it and slowly crawling out.

With steel as bones and obsidian as flesh and blood, and endless high temperature injected into it, it becomes the energy that drives the giant.

A pair of huge hands rose from the lava and then pressed heavily to the ground.

"Bang!!"

Just by supporting the ground, cracks appeared on the ground.

Afterwards, the ground beneath Baiyou and the others began to bulge high, and endless lava condensed under their bodies and turned into torsos.

The headless giant slowly appeared on the ground, with a crimson light flowing within his pitch-black body, occasionally reflecting the silver metal skeleton inside.

The torso, the legs, the knees, and finally the feet whose toes were invisible as if they were covered in armor.

Finally, what appeared in front of the operators was a huge humanoid figure that was twenty meters tall. This humanoid monster was completely black, with lava blood flowing inside. Its body was made of obsidian and was angular, and every edge of its body exuded a sharp murderous aura.

However, the giant's head was empty. There was a pool of lava sunken into the body. Baiyou and others stood in it, but could not feel any heat at all.

Where the giant's head used to be, hung a dark ring of spikes.

On the pitch-black ring, there was an equally pitch-black chain, which was linked to Baiyou's hand.

The giant stood quietly, with terrifying heat emanating from its body. Standing on the giant's neck, Baiyou and others could already see the city scene in front of them through the translucent obsidian.

"Twenty meters is not big enough." Baiyou whispered.

As his mind moved, the giant moved, raised his hand and reached out to the huge mixing machine in the port.

The obsidian palm pressed on the mixing machine, and the steel began to heat up. The paint on it cracked and peeled off, and the steel turned into boiling liquid, as if it had life, and merged into the body of the giant.

Seeing this, Nian smiled and said, "My young husband, you are quite understanding. To become a giant, you must become even taller."

"Although we can't recreate a real lava giant, it should at least be about 40 to 50 meters high, right?"

At this moment, all the operators in the port were watching this scene quietly. No one dared to make a sound. They had never seen such a scene before.

There is no shortage of gigantic creations in Terra's history. For example, in the desert of Sargon, there are giant skulls that can be used as houses.

When we are alive, our body may be measured in units of 100 meters.

But in this era, the word giant only exists in Colombian movies.

From the old monster dramas shot with special effects technology, to the various giant monster movies constructed with CG technology recently... the Terran people's fear and yearning for giants seem to be engraved in their bones.

After all, in the distant past, there was indeed an era when humans and giants fought each other on this land.

But now, the giant that only existed in history and legend has appeared in reality. It stands so ostentatiously, stretching out a palm as big as a car, swallowing up multiple blending machines in the port.

These mixers turned into molten steel and merged into the giant's body, further expanding the giant's size.

………………

Surtel entered into a hallucination, or rather, entered into his own blood.

She experienced the life of the lava giants, which was a glimpse of the age of gods. She stood as high as the clouds, gazing at the earth. She could cross mountains and rivers with a raise of her hand, and make the earth tremble with a step.

At this point, she finally understood who she was.

He is the descendant of a lava giant, the heir to the most ancient bloodline of the Sarkaz, and an alien that the Ten Kings' Courts stripped away and dared not accept.

This is because the ancient lava giants are existences that can be compared to behemoths, they are the outliers in the entire race and cannot even be counted as Sarkaz.

So where should I go... The Sarkaz don't welcome me, and those chaotic memories may be brought by blood. Does that mean they are the people I have killed, or maybe they are my own people who have passed away?

Surtel still couldn't find the answer, and even began to feel some resentment in his heart, blaming Baiyou for deceiving him and not getting the answer he promised.

But then the complaints became more intense.

Compared to living in a daze while searching for the past, being an operator of Rhodes Island is obviously more...comfortable.

But the more he liked Rhodes Island, the more Surtel complained about Baiyue.

Everything is good in Rhode Island... except that this guy doesn't allow himself to eat ice cream every day!

No, it's not that simple, but... he made himself want to find out who he is, and now, he threw out such a half-baked answer.

The illusion before my eyes began to fall apart.

Looking at the world that was about to disappear before his eyes, Surtel took a deep breath and whispered, "I am Surtel from Rhodes Island, but this alone is definitely not enough."

"I also want to...find more of my past and future."

After the illusion dissipated, she slowly opened her eyes, and in front of her appeared Ayjafjalla, who looked concerned.

Seeing that Surtel had woken up, Ayafara showed joy on her face, looked to the other side, and said, "Senior, Miss Surtel is awake!"

She looked in the direction that Eyjafjalla was looking at, and saw the tall Baiyue and three companions who were continuously providing energy to Baiyue.

"How do you feel, Surtel?" Baiyou asked loudly.

Only then did Surtel realize that something was wrong. She looked around and found that everyone seemed to be in a cage made of lava and obsidian. Through the translucent obsidian, she could see the city outside.

It’s so high… Although not as high as in the dream, it is definitely not a normal perspective.

I am right at the neck of the giant.

Seeing Surtel's surprise, Bai You smiled and said, "Based on your bloodline and everyone's strength, I built this giant. Now, we have to add some fun to this Obsidian Music Festival."

Baiyou raised her hand and pointed at the spiked ring suspended above her neck, saying, "Do you want to go up?"

Shirter stared into the eyes under the white glazed battle helmet.

"Before that, I have something to say."

"…The ice cream you bought this time is still terrible."

Chapter 498: Besieging the City Hall

Hei and Ceylon were still in a stalemate outside the city hall.

The Public Security Bureau troops led by Hei were blocked outside the City Hall. Due to Kroning's arrangement, only his subordinates were left in the City Hall.

The town hall itself had certain strategic considerations, so using the town hall's courtyard and railings, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Even for an ace killer like Hei, it is difficult to achieve quick results in such an open conflict.

Of course, the more important reason is that they cannot be too aggressive.

If Kronin is pushed into a corner and detonates the explosives in the volcanic cave, causing the volcano to erupt, everyone present will be doomed.

The stalemate between the City Hall and the Public Security Bureau was obviously not news tonight when the whole city was in a carnival. Even the streets around the City Hall were deserted with tourists.

Even the media had no reaction to the political struggle within Xiosta. Tonight, they were busy collecting materials between various stages.

Hei held his crossbow, hid behind cover, and waited quietly.

Ceylon took the microphone handed over by the police officer of the Public Security Bureau, and with the help of the speakers pulled by the car, he shouted to the city hall: "Kronin, surrender, your conspiracy has been completely exposed, there is no need to continue to resist!"

"Stop now, there is still a chance for leniency!"

"You've done a lot for Xiosta, and this city is also yours. Why are you so obsessed with destroying it?!"

Hei, who was standing by, felt strange and asked secretly, "Miss, why do you seem to know so much about negotiation?"

Xilan was stunned: "Huh? I saw that in Longmen's police and gangster movies, isn't that how they are played?"

Hei hesitated to speak.

After hearing Ceylon's words, Kroening's exasperated voice was heard on the city hall's broadcasting system: "Asshole, what do you know, you high-ranking lady, do you think you can understand the contribution I have made to this city?"

"This shabby countryside... Do you know how much effort your father and I put into turning Xiosta from a rural village into such a prosperous city?"

"In the end, I finally got to enjoy all this! But he wanted to share the profits with the so-called infected people, with those... patients who could not be cured at all!"

“What city in Colombia has the best attitude towards infected people…they are the cancer of this city!”

Such words made the infected person frown.

Ceylon said angrily, "Kroning, I never thought you would be such a dark and cruel person!"

"I am dark and cruel?!" Kronin was so angry that he burst into tears. "Do you think your father is any better? The dark methods he used on the way to building Xiosta are no better than mine?!"

"From annexing tribes, to destroying the TV tower, to dealing with the big families in the city that could rival each other... Ceylon Dolkos, you don't think your last name is glorious, do you?!"

"Think about it carefully. Hei, a famous killer in all countries, became your bodyguard. Why do you think that is?"

"Xiosta experiences a large number of emergencies and terrorist attacks every year... Why do you think that is?"

"Your father, Hermann Dorkos, has a bodyguard army. Why?"

Kronin laughed almost crazily: "Hahahahahahaha... Ceylon Dorkos, because your family, the Dorkos family, has been stained with no less blood debt than me!"

“Every penny you spend studying in Victoria is the blood of this city!”

"You, Ceylon Dolkos, who was raised by the whole city, what qualifications do you have to question me?"

Ceylon gritted his teeth, stunned by Kroning's question for a moment and unable to speak.

Without hearing Ceylon's reply, Kronin burst into laughter: "It seems that you are really a young lady who knows nothing. I will tell you generously that the Xiosta volcanic eruption is bound to happen, and I just seized this opportunity to get Herman out of office!"

"A large amount of obsidian can make Xiosta prosperous again, and I am the founder of the new Xiosta order. Don't you understand?"

"The volcano is on my side! This is what Herman doesn't have, luck!"

"I am lucky, and I will be more ruthless than Herman, so I should go further than him..."

"Police officers of the Public Security Bureau, think carefully. Can following this powerless young lady and a killer who knows nothing but killing people change the current situation?"

"The button for the volcano to erupt is in my hand. Now, I'll give you some time to think about it."

Kroenig's tone had become gentle, and it was obvious that in his opinion, Ceylon and Hei's resistance was doomed to fail.

Although he did not see the white-haired boy who appeared next to Ceylon before through the surveillance, he was just a salesman in a small research institute. What could he do?

The police officers of the Sheriff's Department are not a monolithic group, and they are already confident of victory.

As Kroenig finished his words, the atmosphere outside the city hall became somewhat stagnant.

The police officers from the Public Security Bureau who had been following Ceylon with doubts, realized the current situation after some thought.

The influence of the Dolkos family is almost non-existent except for Black and Ceylon. Hermann and his bodyguards are not in the city at all.