Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

"Arrogant human being, I will crush you inch by inch from the mouth."

A mechanical and magnetic voice spit out from Surut's mouth, and then he slammed his body into "Blessing".

"Blessing" pierced the heart of the dragon that was sustaining life, and at the same time liberated Surut.

"Wait for me! Ophelia! I will let you witness the end of this planet"

After the frantic shouts—

The sun in the sky has fallen.

pY: "Pluto's Banquet"

Introduction: "Dear daughter, make a wish as your birthday present".

Mother, I want to touch the moon in the sky"

Then, the moon fell...

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An unusually huge sun hangs in the sky, shining on the earth with light, overlooking the entire land of the Nordic Lost Belt. It has not changed for three thousand years.

But that's not really a star.

The sun was devoured by the demon wolf Fenrir as early as the twilight of the gods, but after devouring the sun, the demon wolf was killed by the berserk Surut.

Surut tore the magic wolf apart and ate it.

Afterwards, Surut, who became stronger, killed the evil god Loki, killed the Norse gods, and even the other giant kings were not spared.

As an existence that burned the world with flames in the twilight of the Norse gods, and as a terminal device that was born with the fate of destruction, Surut's mission should have ended here.

But he didn't.

The end of the Nordic gods failed to stop Surut, and the giant of flame who inherited the destructive nature of the original giant Ymir was not satisfied with it. He wanted to go further and burn the entire surface of the earth.

Thus, through the void created by the disappearance of the sun, Surut connected his realm of ontological inflammation to the sky, attempting to bring about its physical descent, thereby bringing about the end of the entire planet.

The surviving Nordic gods rose up to resist and resisted desperately, and finally died together with Surut.

The Kingdom of Flame was sealed by the great god Odin with the last rune, stranded in the air, and turned into a huge fake sun.

so--

The real face of the false sun hanging in the Nordic sky is the cage set by the great god Odin.

The key to the twilight of the Nordic gods, the Godslayer, is imprisoned inside.

Ruler of the only scorching heat in Norse mythology, the ruler of Muspelheim, the realm of fire, and the embodiment of destruction,

Sword of Fire, the Black One,

The one who slaughtered the gods and burned everything on the earth,

——Surut, the Giant King of Flame——

Now, the cage is open.

With Saron's forced intervention, Surut was freed.

The false sun was hollowed out from within, and a huge human figure made of magma and flames slowly fell from it.

The final device that destroys the gods and the nine Nordic domains has once again descended on the Nordic land.

but--

"Well, the movement is a little smaller than expected."

Saron was ready to face the [-]-meter giant king who could burn everything with his hands and feet, but when the sun fell on him, he realized that what fell from it was only a [-]-meter giant who was covered in flames.

"Well, because Ophelia's magic eye is no longer the hub for Surut to connect to reality, his arrival has become very reluctant, and it is already the limit to maintain the current form."

Skadi's tone was very dignified, and his face was filled with worry, and he was not optimistic because of Surut's slightly insufficient strength.

"However, if the flame field is allowed to continue to expand, Surut's power will become stronger and stronger, and he will soon be able to regain the power of the peak period. At that time..."

"At that time, it should not be my opponent."

Saron thought for a while, and then came to a conclusion.

As long as there is no concept of immortality, then everything is easy to say, the strength of strength can only affect the troublesomeness of handling.

The self-confident speech that seemed a little arrogant woke up Ophelia who was still immersed in the destructive scene of the sun falling.

"stare--"

He stared suspiciously at him.

"I am telling the truth."

Saron smiled and shook his head.

"However, it will delay mother's return if it is delayed for a long time. I'd better hurry up and deal with it."

As soon as the words fell, a character with strange patterns flashed and printed on his chest, and then disappeared immediately without bringing any change.

"Still invalid?"

Skadi exclaimed, revealing the identity of the perpetrator.

"Saron, I just want to use my rune to give you some help, I don't want to hurt you..."

She defended carefully, looking very cute, seducing people to commit crimes.

"Thank you." Saron's head was in a daze, and he explained the soothing effect. "However, my body is relatively special, and I will not be affected by magic and mystery, whether the effect is good or bad."

"Ah, it turned out to be like this. Then I will go with Saron. It is also my responsibility to protect Northern Europe."

Skadi said it as a matter of course, intending to go together, but the look of anticipation and joy in his eyes made Saron's heart ring the alarm in an instant.

There is indeed a reason to defend the Nordics, but that is certainly not the only reason.

Saron didn't want to continue to drag, and quickly shook his head and said.

"Thank you, Skadi. But you should gather your strength as much as possible. The next time we meet, we will be enemies. At that time, I will not hold back, and please go all out."

After finishing speaking, he turned to face the boiling heat in the north, with all the strength on his legs, he leaped forward and went straight to the giant king of flames Surut in the distance.

If you don't leave quickly, Saron may fall into the trap of Skadi's tenderness. In comparison, Surut is better to deal with!

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Looking at the back of Saron leaving quickly, Skadi raised his hand in that direction, wanting to say something, but his voice could no longer reach such a long distance, so he had no choice but to put it down.

"Hey..."

He sighed sadly.

"If I use human words to express it, I feel "envy" now..."

"envious?"

Ophelia repeated in surprise, she didn't expect Scarti to say such a word at all.

"Yes, envy."

Scotty nodded.

"I envy the beast of disaster that has not yet arrived, but Saron has already taken full responsibility for her."

"Her Majesty..."

Ophelia yelled worriedly, fearing that Skadi would lose her fighting spirit and give up her responsibility.

If this is the case, relying on her alone, no matter how high her consciousness is, she will not be able to deal with the next disaster.

"Don't worry, Ophelia. I will not give up my responsibility. In order to protect my Nordic, I will give everything."

The firm words dispelled Ophelia's worries, and Skadi didn't mention what happened just now, but pointed the delicate and small wand in his hand at Sigurd who was lying dead on the ground.

"I have used rune to re-stabilize Sigurd's spiritual core, but his identity is a follower of pan-human history. Whether he can fight for Northern Europe depends on you, Ophelia."

"Please wake him up, Her Majesty. I have the confidence to persuade him."

"Ok."

Skadi waved his wand, the light of the rune flashed, and Sigurd's state quickly recovered from dying to complete victory.

"Master."

The first word Sigurd uttered after waking up made Ophelia's face full of surprise.

"Saber, Sigurd, you..."

"That's right. I have responded to the Master's call, and our contract is still alive. Therefore, this body is a weapon, and this body is power. Please feel free to order me, Master."

"So..."

Ophelia smiled confidently.

"Please teach me more, Saber. Now, let's follow!"

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"Let's follow."

Ophelia's first order conveyed her intention to intervene in the battle between Saron and Surut.

"Master, with all due respect, it is too dangerous to do so."

Sigurd was a little surprised, but he didn't completely reject it, but advised him out of consideration for the Master's safety.

"Master, just stay behind. If there are any tasks that need to be completed, the next person can go."

"It's okay, Saber. Our goal is to monitor their battles and gather intelligence for future preparations. We just need to follow to the edge of the battlefield. Besides, with your protection, I'm safe."

Ophelia conveyed a lot of trust, and Sigurd, who was more indifferent, was also slightly moved.

"Thank you for your trust, Master. Whether it is guarding or fighting, please rest assured to leave it to me."

"Well, I will, Saber."