Moon World Can't Be a Love Game

"Saron, you are qualified to let me remember your name."

In the raging flames, only his voice was heard, but no person was seen. The only thing that could be felt was a heat that burned the world.

"Crown the sun, Sword of Flame!"

Surut's Noble Phantasm was truly liberated within a second.

The final flame that leads to the end of the world blooms in the Nordic lore belt.

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"Surut has reached the limit."

Ophelia squinted her eyes, looked at the dazzling glare from the release of the "Sword of Flame" from a distance, and calmly made a judgment through the observation of the magic eye of protraction.

They arrived at the edge of the battlefield between Saron and Surut more than a minute ago, and saw with their own eyes how the last giant who slaughtered the Norse gods was cornered by a human being.

"That's right, Master. But it still depends on the result of this sword." As a follower, Sigurd knows the reality of "a follower's battle is a Noble Phantasm battle" best.

"Um..."

Ophelia pursed her lips.

"No matter what the result is, releasing this sword will make Surut incapacitated. Saber, get ready, I will directly support you with Command Seals when necessary."

Suddenly burst out the flames of destruction in the body, and released the Noble Phantasm "Crown the Sun, Sword of Flames". Although the power of destroying the world erupted, it was only Surut's counterattack before he died.

The giants of the end will be terminated here.

The three people watching the battle knew this well.

"Yes, Master."

"Your Majesty, please use the original runes to strengthen Saber." Ophelia said to Skadi again.

"...Well, yes."

Skadi absent-mindedly responded, and while waving his wand to activate the runes, he kept his eyes on the location where the "Sword of Flame" was liberated in the distance, hesitating whether to do something.

"..."

Considering Her Majesty's previous reaction, Ophelia did not dare to ask more questions, but only dared to observe quietly from the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, she saw the corner of Skadi's mouth raised, revealing a slight smile.

what happened?

Ophelia followed Skadi's gaze, and saw a pale golden streamer clinging to the beam of light in the Flame of the End, like the most brilliant meteor in the sky, going upstream.

pS: After sleeping all day, there is still one chapter to read tomorrow.

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"Crown the sun, sword of flame"

The EX-level Anti-World Noble Phantasm unfolded, and the flame of the end that destroyed the world twirled and rolled on the tip of the "Sword of Flame", converging into a fiery torrent and rushing forward.

The ice and snow were melted into gas, the trees were burned into ashes, and even the towering snow-capped mountains were blown away with more than half of them.

The aftermath alone caused such a terrible disaster. Naturally, the enemy that the "flame sword" was really targeting could not retreat completely.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts."

Saron bared his teeth and yelled. You don't need to look to know that the right half of your body has been burned to carbon.

Still careless.

When the unusual flames emanated from Surut's body, Saron clearly expected that the opponent would make a desperate struggle, but out of confidence in his own strength, he still chose to continue the attack after avoiding the flames.

With this advance, he almost lost his victory.

The extremely fast reaction speed helped Saron successfully change direction and dodge to the left in time, but he still couldn't completely avoid the oncoming torrent of flames and was hit on the right half of his body.

Reason told Saron that retreating now is the best choice.

He has already sensed the approach of Skadi and others, and it is enough to hand over Surut, who has only one breath left, and now he should find a quiet place to recover from his injuries.

but--

Even when the dish was about to die and couldn't even beat an ordinary monster on the absolute monster front, Saron had never suffered such a serious injury.

Therefore, Surut must be killed with his own hands.

Definitely, definitely, definitely not because of 'can't take this breath' kind of vengeful thoughts.

Saron doesn't hold a grudge at all, really.

The strong fighting spirit climbed to the peak when he suffered heavy injuries, resulting in the powerful strength represented by this injury, and Saron wanted to respond seriously.

The tearing pain was continuously conveyed into the mind with the movement of the body, gritting his teeth forcefully, Saron broke out at a speed not inferior to the prime state, and even better.

Space and distance suddenly became blurred in his eyes, and when he regained clarity, he was only one step away from Surut's head.

This step can be touched by simply waving the hand of "Blessing".

Saron waved the "Favour" in his hand.

click-

"Blessing" shone with the golden sun's brilliance, and shattered the hard shell of the giant's jaw with one blow. The fragments wrapped the flames inside the shell and flew around, as if a rain of lava fire had rained down.

"Oooo!"

Surut roared, but he didn't have any extra strength to stop his body from leaning back. He completely lost his balance and fell to the ground in the next second.

"call......"

Saron fell from mid-air, frowning, and let out the pain in his body and the scorching heat in his chest in one breath.

Victory is decided.

Surut's huge body fell in front of him, and it seemed that he had his last breath left. The only thing he needed to do was to draw another sword.

Where to start?

Or behead it.

Saron was just about to strike Surut's head with a sword, but Surut suddenly turned over and stood up, flexibly not like a giant.

"I can't die yet! I haven't let her witness the end of this planet yet!!"

Surut yelled, then left Saron behind, and ran towards the south quickly, wailing frantically as he ran:

"Ooooh Ophelia Ophelia!"

what's the situation?Flashback?

Surut, let's continue without fighting!

Afraid of another accident, Saron got up and chased after him, but his right knee bent unconsciously, and he half-kneeled on the ground.

"Damn!"

His hands slammed hard on the ground.

The eruption just now really aggravated the injury, and the force was so strong that he almost fell into the mud.

Saron hurriedly got up and chased after him. Although his speed was not as fast as in his prime, he was still much faster than Surut, who was extremely weak. He immediately caught up with the running giant, jumped up with "Blessing", and retaliated. Poked on Surut's knee.

"Ooooh Ophelia!"

Su Lute was hit by a sword in his knee, but he continued to run forward, shouting regardless, as if he was okay.

While chasing after Surut, Saron turned his head to look at the snow-capped mountains on the left. Ophelia's position did not seem to be on Surut's running route.

"Where is he going?"

"Fantasy tree..."

Although Skadi listened to Saron's question with magic, her low-pitched groans could not be transmitted so far, and could only be heard by the people around her.

"Your Majesty, we must stop Surut immediately, and the location of the fantasy tree must not be revealed."

Ophelia said eagerly.When she heard Surut's shout, she thought she was coming towards this side, but she didn't expect that Surut's goal was actually the fantasy tree covered by Skadi's magic.

Once the location of the fantasy tree is exposed, there will be endless troubles.

"Well, Surut will be handed over to you and your knight."

Skadi nodded casually.

Her gaze stayed on the dilapidated figure chasing the giant, her eyes flickering, full of worry and distress, but reason and responsibility restricted her, so she didn't make any extra moves.

This scene was naturally caught by the bystander Ophelia.

"...Yes, Her Majesty."

He sighed helplessly in his heart, lamenting that Her Majesty the Queen he assisted was hopeless.

Then Ophelia regained her spirits.

Finally, the demons that have been entangled for a long time can be solved!

"Spirit base forced second coming · final restriction lifted."

Following Ophelia's chanting, the magic patterns with strange textures swelled, and then a burst of strong light was aroused. The strong light dissipated, and the scale of Sigurd's spirit base was raised to the highest.

"Release your Noble Phantasm and defeat Surut, my knight."

The armor on the knight's head was hidden, revealing a slightly rigid and indifferent warrior face, but the eyes stuck on the bridge of the nose made Sigurd look like an ascetic hero in a film and television drama.

"Yes, Master."

Responding as indifferently as he looked, Sigurd activated the full form of the magic sword Gramer in his hand.

"This is because of the disaster caused by my dereliction of duty, and it is suitable for me to pay for this sin."

Sigurd's words sounded as if they would never come back together, which made Ophelia turn pale with fright, and said hastily.

"No, you only need to release the treasure once to stop it from advancing, and don't worry about the rest, let Saron handle it."

After a pause, Ophelia continued.

"There are still very important people waiting for Saber to meet her."