Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Before anyone could even think, Surtr reappeared, his sword wreathed in flames, and charged like the wind in front of Lancer, raising his sword for a horizontal slash.

Flames transformed into blades, burning Lancer and a large area of ​​surrounding trees to ashes.

Lancer's body was blasted away again. Surtr tried to follow, but four stones engraved with strange runes flashed before his eyes.

ice.

If translated, that's roughly the meaning.

The runes emitted light, and Surtr felt the surrounding temperature suddenly drop. Ice crystals formed on the ground, and a burst of cold air swept towards Surtr.

But it was useless.

Before it could exert its intended effect, the crimson flames engulfed the cold air, ice crystals, and rocks.

"Is that guy a monster? The ice runes couldn't even last half a second."

Lancer had barely gained his footing when he saw Surtr slowly emerging from the flames.

Flames surrounded him, the ground beneath his feet turned charred with just a step, and the pungent smell of sulfur permeated every corner of the air.

The surrounding temperature had already risen to a level that was uncomfortable for people, and the air was distorted by the high temperature. Ordinary people would probably get burned just by getting close.

It felt like being inside an erupting volcano.

They even said it was just a coincidence of names.

Lancer mentally cursed a guy who wasn't telling the truth.

Aren't you coming?

Surtr exhaled a hot breath, lowered his body, pointed his sword at his opponent, and calmly looked at Lancer in front of him.

The dark blue bodysuit was covered in dust and torn in some places, and her smooth, short blue hair had become curly.

Although he didn't appear to be injured, his aura had clearly weakened considerably. Compared to his initial ease, he was now in a rather disheveled state.

What were we doing in the past, sending ourselves to our deaths?

Lancer's eyes revealed this emotion.

In this state, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent would be no different from courting death.

His Noble Phantasm can indeed kill in one hit, but its weakness is that its range is too short. Judging from the speed the opponent just displayed, it will most likely be dodged before it can be released.

As for the other Noble Phantasm, with runes/enhancement, it might be able to barely contend with the opponent, but merely contending is clearly not enough.

I underestimated her.

Lancer had prepared quite thoroughly for this battle, and he did have other runes, but they obviously wouldn't be effective against the opponent in this state.

At best, it will make his retreat easier.

Of course, he never considered retreating.

If you can't win even after trying all available methods, then there's only less hope left, especially since the opponent's Servant is a Caster.

Moreover, this was a surprise attack, and with most of our cards already exposed, the chances of winning would undoubtedly be even lower if the opponent was prepared.

He didn't want to do anything like waiting for other groups to eliminate the opponent before coming out.

Of course, the most important reason was that the battle excited him, and it would be a shame to end it here.

Moreover, he is not entirely without a chance of winning.

'master.'

Following the contract, Lancer thought to himself.

FSN: Chapter 44 The Holy Grail War was conducted in secret

On the other side, the mountain gate of Ryudong Temple.

Once Surtr began to exert his full strength, the fighting on this side ceased.

Compared to the battle on the other side, where even the terrain was altered, the battle here was much less intense.

The general sequence of events is that Medea uses her skills in the air, while Bazett dodges on the ground.

Because of the existence of the Reverse Light Sword, Medea dared not unleash too powerful magic, and Bazett, because he could not fly, had been unable to make any progress in attacking Medea.

The battle has been deadlocked since the beginning.

The biggest achievement was probably destroying a few houses.

Put it on Bazette's tab.

While the two were staring at each other, the situation on the back mountain caught their attention.

"It's so hot."

The aftershocks of the battle even reached the front yard from the back hill, and Bazett instinctively put his hand in front of him to shield himself.

Even though it's winter, the temperature suddenly rose to the point where I wanted to take off my clothes.

"Is it that guy named Surtr?"

Bazett learned some information from Lancer, and now it seems that only Lancer could be the one to cause this phenomenon.

"It seems like my master has won."

Medea drifted a short distance toward the mountain gate, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

"The battle isn't over yet, how do you know it won't be Lancer...?"

As he spoke, Bazett's voice suddenly trailed off.

She heard Lancer's voice transmission.

Surtr is an opponent that even his opponent cannot defeat.

This left Bazett in disbelief. Lancer, Cú Chulainn, the Son of Light from mythology, who had even undergone a Spirit Origin Ascension, still couldn't defeat his opponent.

What kind of monster is it?

She should be allowed to... no, that's impossible.

Bazett glanced at Medea in the sky. As long as Medea was there, she would never be able to fight alongside Lancer.

Should we retreat?

Frankly, in Bazett's view, retreating now and going back to regroup would be the more appropriate course of action.

But Lancer seems to have other ideas.

So be it.

Anyway, she was only sent by the Association to participate in the Holy Grail War, and she wasn't particularly attached to the Holy Grail itself. Since Lancer wanted to do it, let him do it.

Thinking this, Bazett raised his right hand.

"By Command Spell, Lancer, unleash your Noble Phantasm with full power."

"By command of the Command Spell, Lancer, defeat the enemy."

The remaining two Command Seals were slashed off the back of his hand.

Liudong Temple, behind the mountain.

The power of the miracle flowed into Lancer's body through the contract.

Surtr, who was about to continue her pursuit, stopped in her tracks. She could feel that Lancer, who had been much weaker, had regained his strength and even surpassed the state she had initially seen, climbing towards an even higher peak.

"Command Spells?"

There is no other possibility besides Command Seals.

"Don't accuse me of cheating. Command Seals are part of a Servant's strength, aren't they?"

Lancer grinned.

"It's alright, but since you've done this, you've already decided to die here, haven't you?"

As he spoke words that sounded like a declaration of certain death, Surtr stomped through the ground and retreated dozens of meters in the opposite direction, creating distance between them.

Despite the shock, she didn't want to experience being stabbed through.

She will try to escape as soon as the opponent uses any Noble Phantasm.

If it flies into the air, even with a Command Spell, the opponent will absolutely not be able to catch up.

To live is not shameful.

"It's still uncertain who will die."

Lancer spoke with confidence.

A rune lit up on the spear at the same time.

It means to strengthen.

Instead of pursuing, it lay on the ground like a wild beast.

Surtr knew this opening move.

Gebolg, if used for throwing, is an anti-military Noble Phantasm. Although it is only B-rank in terms of stats, it was used by Emiya's projection "Sevenfold Ring of the Heavenly Radiance" in the original work, and even made the opponent make a declaration that he surpassed Odin.

Of course, surpassing Odin is probably just empty talk, but the power of this move is undeniable.

Not to mention it was reinforced by Command Seals.

If the Piercing Thorn Spear could still be used for casting spells, then this attack would be absolutely impossible.

The extremely long attack range also made Surtr abandon her thoughts of continuing to flee.

Although it doesn't have the concept of hitting the heart like the Dead Thorn Spear.

But according to legend, this spear, once thrown, would transform into countless arrows that would track down the enemy.

In other words, there's no escaping it.

Moreover, it has been blessed by Command Seals, and probably also contains runes.

Without a doubt, the next strike will be a fatal one.

If she hadn't been able to stop it, she would have died.

However, she doesn't have any defensive Noble Phantasms, and all she can do is raise her Flame Sword.

The curse of reversing cause and effect can only be broken by confronting it head-on.

Meanwhile, far away.

Lancer moved.

Like a leopard, his body blurred into a streak as he raced towards Surtr. In an instant, he covered nearly half the distance, then leaped high into the air behind him.

Lancer remained suspended in mid-air, holding the "magic spear that always hits" above his head.

The dense, heavy magic caused the surrounding space to groan.

"puncture!"

With magical words flowing from his mouth, Lancer bent his upper body like drawing a bow.

"The Gun of Death!!!"

With a roar, empowered by Command Seals and runes, he poured all his magic into a thunderous strike.

A magic spear that transcends sound and space, impossible to dodge, and guaranteed to hit its target whenever thrown.

If you're being targeted, you can basically just wait to die.

But should we just wait to die?

The answer is clearly no.

She is Surtr, the Fire Giant King, the Destroyer of the Gods, the culprit behind the destruction of the Nine Realms. Even if Odin himself possessed her, she would still fight back against Cú Chulainn.

For the first time, she poured all her magic into it.

Without reservation, without holding back.

Only in this way can they become the survivors in the ensuing battle.

A surging, ocean-like magic was condensed onto the Flame Sword.

then.