After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 466 - 179: The Unsealed Flame Giant Surter _2
Even if the God of Seals didn’t foolishly present himself, the Flame Giant Surter, who had prepared well in advance, had already split himself, creating a division that could be killed if it weakened, ensuring the barrier would not take effect.
However, this did not mean that Flame Giant Surter could not be defeated. All one needed to do was wait for the blind nun to make contact during Ragnarok and persuade Flame Giant Surter to volunteer for a fight to the death.
Otherwise, Flame Giant Surter’s line of thought was to burn the world by all means necessary. Even if it meant avoiding a fair fight with Ahtal to achieve this goal, it would be worthwhile.
As for everything else, he did not care.
"Please wait for me for one day... no, half a day," the blind nun clasped her hands together and spoke to Ahtal, "I will definitely create an environment for you to slay Flame Giant Surter."
"Hmm," Xi Mu responded softly, closing his eyes slightly and communicated with the little mare, signaling her to come to his side immediately.
At the same time.
Sky City.
"What a pity, I still wanted to talk to you more about Ahtal," Yasiraqi looked at the ivory-haired girl about to leave and let out a regretful sigh, then fixed her gaze out the window.
Then she saw a shocking sight. At the edge of her vision, a towering pillar of fire suddenly surged, and instantly, the entire world became incredibly bright. The sky was stained an almost ominous yellow hue, eliciting a strong sense of unease.
That was because she was far away. Closer to the area where the pillar of flame burst forth, the temperature spiked to uninhabitable levels—pedestrians walking in the street spontaneously combusted, screaming as they turned to ash.
Houses, rivers, and animals were all evaporated in the scorching heat, as if stepping into the Ragnarok described by roaming bards.
"Is this Ragnarok?" the little mare’s eyes widened, and then she broke through the window and disappeared from the room in the blink of an eye.
Yasiraqi slightly frowned upon seeing this, picked up the teacup from the table, and took a sip. Because she possessed the power of flame, she could roughly sense the power of the column of fire in the sky, which had surpassed her previous understanding of power.
"Has Flame Giant Surter been unsealed?" She calmly analyzed the current situation, and then saw a figure in the sky that seemed to be made of fire and lava.
The legendary Flame Giant Surter had indeed descended upon the mortal realm.
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Flames flickered.
Surter looked indifferently at the Goddess of Life, who seemed as insignificant as an ant, and then turned his gaze to the Witch of Death, who had appeared out of nowhere.
These two women were waiting for him in advance.
It did not matter.
Any enemy would do, after all, they were just targets to be burnt to cinders, even if it was the God of Omniscience himself.
Half a day.
He only had half a day. If he could not burn the world within that time, the rules of Ragnarok would change, forcing him into a forced duel with Ahtal for the sole position of the King of Ash.
But if the world could be burnt within half a day, the rules of Ragnarok would not come into effect, allowing him to crush Ahtal at will.
And if he could not burn the world within half a day
With this thought.
Flame Giant Surter swung the temporary molten lava greatsword in his hand, and the Ash Fire engulfed everything in sight. The terrifying heat of the explosion was like the sun falling from the sky to the earth, scorching all things on the land.
"Boom!" The towering flames were suddenly pierced through, along with Flame Giant Surter’s chest.
The Gift of Death.
Flame Giant Surter’s consciousness momentarily stalled. He was originally a deity, until one day he was called by Ragnarok to become its harbinger. But that didn’t mean his divine status changed—the powerful immortality inherent to a god still remained, making him an existence that fundamentally could not be killed.
But now, that immortality had vanished.
The Witch of Death lowered her delicate hand, her sapphire-like eyes devoid of emotion. She was not happy about gravely wounding Flame Giant Surter, rather her mood had turned somewhat sour.
The consciousness of the Flame Giant Surter briefly stalled, as he slightly fell backward, only to stand firm again, slamming down the molten greatsword in his hand.
Death... was meaningless to him.
Unless someone could strip him of his title as King of Ash, the reinforcements from Ragnarok would not cease, which meant that he, by nature unkillable, could only be paused in consciousness momentarily before someone could take the opportunity to seal him away.
But he, who was capable of reducing all to Ash Fire, was essentially unsealable unless the God of Omniscience himself descended to do it.
"The fire brings cold," said the girl’s melodious voice suddenly, as a girl wearing a beret with light red hair appeared.
She placed a finger to her lips, lying to the Flame Giant Surter.
However, this nonsensical claim miraculously came true; the red flames suddenly turned to a frosty white, freezing the Flame Giant Surter solid.
And it was during this moment.
"Unfold, the view from the beginning of creation," said the Color Witch from afar, waving her paintbrush to create a battlefield unlike any in this world for everyone.
The scenery of heaven and earth abruptly changed.
The lightless Abyssal Sea appeared, followed by a ray of light tearing through the darkness, and the frozen body of the Flame Giant Surter began to stir.
The bindings of lies upon him failed.
"My power is nearly exhausted," the Goddess of Lies stepped back, having spent most of her power to ensure the success of her lie because the object of her lie was Ash Fire, and without investing most of her power, success was impossible. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"That is already enough," said the Goddess of Life with a gentle voice, yet her eyes never left the Flame Giant Surter.
She had confirmed the reality of the Flame Giant Surter during their mere two exchanges, and though he possessed immense strength, he had not truly reached Universal Level.
Otherwise, the grand lie of the Goddess of Lies would not have been effective, as an omnipotent being would have had countermeasures against every aspect of their abilities, leaving no glaring weakness.
But the Flame Giant Surter displayed this glaring flaw, even though it had now been remedied.
However, that also meant Surter hadn’t fully reached the point of absolute omnipotence.
The so-called Universal Level power seemed more like a response to a threat, after which he received corresponding support from Ragnarok.
"..." The Goddess of Life vanished from her spot, gently tapping the Flame Giant Surter’s cheek with her hand, invoking the "Life" power to alter his life form.
His seemingly endless life was altered to last only one second, as the Flame Giant Surter rapidly aged, and the fire on his body quickly fizzled out.
But then the support from Ragnarok arrived.
The Flame Giant Surter’s life force swiftly revived, and he learned how to defend against life intervention, keeping his life form in a fixed state.
This was the great power of Ragnarok.
Originating from the endpoint of all things, and naturally representing all things of Ragnarok, it could provide Flame Giant Surter with every solution.
Unkillable, any method can be countered through Ragnarok’s assistance, augmented by the empowering support as Ragnarok approached.
This was a near-unsolvable existence.
But before the Flame Giant Surter could adapt to all methods, one had to delay him.
However, perhaps entertained by some thought, the Flame Giant Surter suddenly plunged his molten greatsword into the Abyssal Sea, igniting it directly.
Ash Fire filled every corner.
"Boom!" The Abyssal Sea painting burst open a hole, and the Flame Giant Surter escaped through the big tear.
He arrived at the borderland of life and death.
"I’ve been waiting for you for a long time," the Goddess of Death, standing not far away, said to the descending Flame Giant Surter, "Here we can fight to our heart’s content."
