Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Moreover, it features spears and flames.

It's impossible for this combination to achieve anything like mutual wave cancellation.

The spear pierced the flames, heading straight for Surtr.

Flames shot over the spear and into the sky.

This is the correct script.

All Surtr could do at the last moment was to protect Levantine in front of him.

The sword and spear collided, and Surtr's body flew hundreds of meters in an instant before crashing into the ground.

Fortunately, the gun was of poor quality and was mostly melted when it passed through the flames.

Otherwise, Surtr feels he could already be considering how to resurrect.

She barely managed to block the fatal blow, but the remaining power made her feel as if her internal organs had been shattered, and her whole body was in excruciating pain.

If this happened to an ordinary person, they would have died a dozen times over.

It's great that you're so physically strong.

Surtr sighed, while also feeling some kind of power healing her injuries.

The speed isn't fast, but I can definitely feel my body gradually repairing itself, and I think I'll be able to move around again soon.

It's Avalon.

very nice.

But there's one thing that's also bad.

The system did not provide a kill reward.

In other words, Lancer is not dead yet.

These little things are really hard to kill.

Surtr was amazed by Lancer's cockroach-like tenacity, but figured the opponent's condition wasn't much better, so the next battle would be about recovery ability.

And clearly, Surtr with Avalon is even better in this regard.

A moment later, she was able to walk with difficulty.

Using Levantine as a crutch, Surtr stood up, stepped on the crystallized ground, passed through the chaotic magical storm, and arrived a hundred meters away, next to a dying blue figure.

"Shocking! You didn't turn into charcoal."

The Lancer before him, though his body was covered in burns and appeared to be burned all over, was not yet at the level that Surtr had imagined—just a piece of charcoal still breathing.

Not only that, this guy is still recovering. If he hadn't recovered sooner, the tables might have turned.

Under that kind of firepower, it's normal that not even ash would remain. How did this guy manage to do that?

"Was it a misstep?"

Lancer gave a wry smile as he looked at Surtr who had come to his side.

"You too, you actually withstood that attack, just how freakish are you?"

The excruciating pain, like a searing cradle to his soul, made Lancer's voice break into fragments.

I wanted to stand up, but I was powerless to do so.

He himself used an elaborately crafted prop to block Surtr's flames.

With his abilities, he can only use one rune effect at a time, but magic can be prepared in advance, made into props, and thrown out when needed.

That was a rune capable of defending against A-rank Noble Phantasms, which he used to avoid a direct hit. Even so, he was still forced into a state of stamina, so how come this guy in front of him is completely unaffected after taking a shot from him?

"Your gun is of poor quality, it's broken."

"Surtr said calmly."

"......"

"Hehe, that was a gift from the old lady. It seems her cooking skills aren't very good."

After a moment of silence, as if complaining, Lancer grinned.

"I'll pass on your words to her when I have the chance; I remember she's not dead yet."

Surtr thought the guy was becoming increasingly reckless because he was about to die.

"It's best not to disturb her."

He quickly refused, it seems that the psychological trauma left by that purple-haired BBA was quite severe.

"alright."

"..."

"..."

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Surtr raised his greatsword and pointed it at Lancer's heart.

"No, dying on the battlefield like this is the best ending for me."

Shaking his head, Lancer smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"If I had to say something, it would be that I feel a little sorry for my Master. I promised to help her win, but it seems I have to break my promise."

“I’m very happy with this battle, Surtr.”

His words were filled with satisfaction.

"Yeah."

"But I'm not very happy, my whole body is in excruciating pain."

Surtr curled his lip, raised his hand, and plunged the blade into Lancer's heart.

"It seems we're not on the same wavelength."

His expression seemed somewhat regretful.

"If we have the chance to meet again next time, I will definitely win."

Leaving behind a declaration of certain victory, Lancer's body transformed into particles of light and gradually disappeared into the air.

"Don't even think about it, I'll still win next time."

Surtr said without any politeness.

At the same time, a sound effect indicating task completion came to my mind.

[Defeat Lancer, Reward: 300 Primogems]

The mission "A desperate battle to the death" has been completed. Rewards: 800 Primogems, 1 random reward.

Finally died

Surtr let out a long breath, his tense mind suddenly relaxed, his legs went weak, and he fell backward to the ground again.

It is too difficult.

This is undoubtedly the most difficult battle we have ever faced.

She didn't feel that way even when facing Berserker.

Lancer's strength was completely off the charts; she was just a hair's breadth away from going to the underworld.

This feeling of teetering between life and death is not pleasant.

She prefers a straightforward, overwhelming approach to defeat her enemies, rather than a battle of equal strength.

It seems I must pay attention to improving my strength from now on.

The fastest thing is the system.

The haul this time was quite substantial; I can see if I can buy anything to equip myself later.

And that random reward...

Never mind, we'll talk about it later. Let her rest for now.

Despite Avalon's treatment, a complete cure was clearly not so simple, and the body was still in excruciating pain.

She had just forced herself to stand up because she was afraid Lancer would get there first, but now she didn't want to move an inch.

Let Medea come and move me.

With that thought in mind, Surtr closed his eyes on the spot.

"Lancer, you're leaving the stage."

Bazett felt the broken contract and stood silently in place.

With the Servant's departure, her Holy Grail War has come to an end.

It's a pity.

Their group is undoubtedly qualified to compete for the final victory.

But that's about it.

Neither she nor Lancer had any obsession with the so-called Holy Grail, and Lancer seemed quite happy in the end, so the result was not bad.

"Next, let's think about how to report this to the Magicians' Association."

He rubbed his temples.

She hated this tedious paperwork more than fighting.

This is such a hassle.

Scratching his head, Bazette left Ryudong Temple.

She'll be busy from now on.

FSN: Chapter 47 Sbalasi

Just as Surtr fell into eternal slumber, on the other side of the city, in another space completely different from reality.

On one side lies a vast wasteland studded with sword blades, with a giant gear floating in the background.

On one side is a scorching desert with blazing sun and sand everywhere.

Two completely different worlds overlapped and eroded each other, as if trying to devour the other completely.

A dark shadow covered the yellow sand like a curtain.

An army of tens of thousands of followers gathered here at the king's summons. At the forefront of them, the red-haired giant sat on a black horse, staring into the distance, his red eyes gleaming.

"Spalashi!"

Rider raised his arms and shouted.

Perhaps no one could be more excited than him right now.

What kind of heroes and great men could possess such a mental landscape?

What he saw was a world filled with swords, and if he wasn't mistaken, they were all undoubtedly Noble Phantasms.

Since that last Gilgamesh, he has encountered this type of enemy again in this Holy Grail War.

How could this not excite him?

What an exhilarating scene it would be to arm one's army with those Noble Phantasms.

want to.

They wanted to conquer it.

This emotion welling up from within me is now at an unprecedented high.

"I'll ask you one more time: do you intend to become my allies?"

The three who conquered the distant dynasty shouted.

"aaa, archer?"

Rin looked at the servant beside her and let out a trembling voice from her throat.

The current scene is, in some ways, more awe-inspiring than the previous sun.