Chapter 221 Defeat

Magic Kingdom.

The Great Library.

Hecate suddenly stopped flipping through the books and picked up the teacup on the table. As the tea in the cup rippled, her apprentice Akhtar and the fire giant Surtur appeared.

Fate has reached the most critical turning point.

If Akhtar cannot defeat the fire giant Surtur, then this world will be burned by the fire giant Surtur. Even if the Witch of Death, the Goddess of Life and others show stronger strength than the fire giant Surtur, they will soon be adapted to by the fire giant Surtur until the Goddess of Life and the Witch of Death are helpless.

But Akhtar's victory over the fire giant Surtur is not necessarily a good thing. The influence of Ragnarok will turn her apprentice into the Lord of Ashes, and this process can only be slightly delayed.

Of course, she could also try to stop him. As Akhtar's teacher, she had more than a dozen ways to stop him from challenging the fire giant Surtur, but... stopping him would not save the world, but would make Akhtar lose the power to choose.

She herself did not like others to make decisions for her, so she would not make decisions for Akhtar. Even if she knew that Akhtar was on a road of no return, she would not make decisions for Akhtar.

Unless she could come up with a third option.

"Teacher, don't worry about me." The reflection of Akhtar in the cup suddenly turned his head, as if meeting the sight of Hecate, the witch of fate, "I... will not lose."

Hecate was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly.

She was not worried about whether Akhtar could win, but was worried about the impact of Ragnarok on Akhtar.

Withdrawing her sight.

Ximu took a step towards the fire giant Surtur, red scales appeared on his body, and the sword of light in his hand ignited the flame of ash.

"Here, unfold the destiny of becoming a king." The blindfolded nun also clasped her hands at this moment and activated her unique authority.

The dim enchantment spread, and everything it passed turned gray and white, as if all colors were taken away, only Akhtar and the fire giant Surtur retained bright colors.

The enchantment was very smooth this time, ensuring that there were no outsiders, allowing the fire giant Surtur and Akhtar to start a fateful duel.

Only the winner can become the king of the world of ash.

The fire giant Surtur looked indifferent, feeling his power continuously weakened, and his originally magnificent body was constantly shrinking until his size reached the same as Akhtar.

He seemed to have returned to the weak period of the gods, but he still retained the experience of using power when he was the Lord of Ashes, and he undoubtedly had an absolute advantage over Akhtar.

Thinking of this, Surtur lowered his body and stepped suddenly into the void, as if ignoring the distance limit and coming to Akhtar.

He immediately swung out his fist with the premise of a sure-hit.

"Clang!" A long spear pierced through and hit the fist of the fire giant Surtur accurately, blocking the punch with the sure-hit effect.

The spear also had the sure-hit effect, so it could cancel out his sure-hit effect.

Surtur pulled back his fist and suddenly jumped back, while Ximu took the opportunity to release the Sword of Light, and the almost unavoidable light slash directly submerged Surtur and cut open the thick rock layers of the underground world.

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"Is the battle over?"

The demon from outside the world sat cross-legged outside the barrier, showing a surprised expression, "Without the support of Ragnarok, the fire giant Surtur is so weak?"

"Surtur, who used to be a god, mastered forging and fire. The sword of light was made by him." A strange man explained not far away. The demon from outside the world looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man with a lot of wrinkles on his face walking over. His breath was very weak. Not to mention that his clothes were torn, there was still ash flames wrapped around his body, constantly burning his flesh and blood and bewitching.

This symptom was like being infected with ash flames.

"God of Seal, you are still alive?" The demon from outside the world said with surprise, and saw the God of Seal rolled his eyes and came to sit cross-legged beside him.

"I won't die that easily."

"Really?" The demon from outside the realm withdrew his gaze, and seemed to have no interest in the God of Seals. The so-called seal was meaningless to him who controlled the power of the outside world, and he could easily escape it anyway.

The God of Seals was not in a hurry to talk to him when he saw this. This duel between the Lord of Ashes would not end so soon.

And it was as expected.

The fire giant Surtur suddenly appeared, as if teleporting behind Akhtar, and swung a fist containing flames.

This was the method he used to escape the seal through the Ragnarok Fake Move, and he knew how to move freely in different spaces.

This punch also contained the effect of a sure hit.

"Clang!" Ximu swung the Spear of Destiny again, offsetting the fist with a sure hit effect, and also pierced the fist of the fire giant Surtur.

Then his Spear of Destiny was held back by the pierced fist.

The fire giant Surtur's eyes were terribly cold, as if he could not feel any pain at all, and just took advantage of the situation to activate his forging power.

This gun actually has a guaranteed hit effect. If he reforges the gun, he can erase the guaranteed hit effect.

And without the guaranteed hit effect, Akhtar will be at his mercy.

Ximu seemed to realize this problem and immediately released the Sword of Light in his hand, trying to blow away the fire giant Surtur.

However, the invincible Sword of Light suddenly misfired at this moment and could not release the invincible light slash in the past.

This is a matter of course.

After all, the Sword of Light was made by the fire giant Surtur himself, so there is naturally a way to make the Sword of Light disappear.

"Survive in the world of death." Ximu immediately changed the battle plan and launched the Kingdom of Death.

The fire giant Surtur decisively let go of the palm holding the Spear of Destiny, and flew backwards like a bullet out of the gun, avoiding the kingdom in Akhtar's heart.

Although the time was very short, he had completed the re-forging of the Spear of Destiny, making the gun lose the effect of a sure hit.

And this also means that Akhtar has no way to offset the sure hit.

"So that's how it is. I forgot that you have the power of forging." Ximu looked down at the Spear of Destiny in his hand, which looked like a dead tree. He could clearly feel that the Spear of Destiny had lost its guaranteed effect. "But you don't think I can win if I lose the Spear of Destiny, do you?"

"..." The fire giant Surtur did not speak, and fell on the magma below the hole. In his eyes, everything would burn into ashes. Who would talk to a pile of ashes? There was no need at all.

In addition to burning the world, there was nothing else to ask for. This was the necessary condition for being the Lord of Ashes. Guys like Akhtar could also be selected.

There was no way to understand it at all.

"Are you dumb?" Ximu tilted his head, threw away the Spear of Destiny in his hand, and then took the initiative to attack the fire giant Surtur.

Surtur did not choose to fight with him, but ran towards the discarded Spear of Destiny. The moment he grasped it, he activated the power of forging and shaped it into the shape of the weapon he wanted. The Spear of Destiny, which was like a dead tree, twisted in an instant, and a spear burning with ash flames was born.

As the god of forging, without weapons, his strength would be greatly reduced, but as long as there are suitable materials, he can immediately forge a suitable weapon.

Hold the spear tightly.

Surtur looked at Akhtar who was rushing towards him, attached the effect of a sure hit to the flame spear, and then threw it out suddenly.

"Puff!" The spear carried Akhtar backwards, and his body flew backwards against the hot magma until it hit the empty wall.

Win?

Of course it's impossible. At their current level, even if their hearts are pierced, they can't die easily, not to mention that Akhtar also has a very high resistance to ash flames, and it is impossible for him to be burned to death easily by ash flames.

But it would be different if the number of hits was higher.

Gently raising his hand, the flaming spear flew back and was held in the palm of the flaming giant Surtur, who posed for piercing again.

"As expected of the flaming giant Surtur." Akhtar also walked out of the hollow wall, raised his hand and touched the wound that healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his smile became excited, and then his lips moved slightly.

"Compete in the world of speed." He activated the ability from the mare, and his figure disappeared in an instant, suddenly appearing beside the flaming giant Surtur.

The greatsword of death wrapped in black flames swung down.

"Clang!" The spear and the greatsword collided, and the hot flames burst out from the intersection, causing the entire hollow to vibrate instantly, and the flowing magma turned into huge waves hitting the wall, splashing hot waves.

"Through high-frequency attacks, Surtur has no time to use a sure-hit attack." The God of Seals touched his chin, "This is indeed a good idea, but it seems useless."

"Rather than saying it's useless." The demon from outside the realm took the initiative to speak, "It's better to say that Akhtar's combat judgment ability is...decreasing. His level should not be only at this level. Now he is like a reckless man fighting on instinct."

As for the evaluation of Akhtar's combat ability, he has always been in control, leading him to victory step by step through a calm and calm fighting style.

However, Akhtar has lost this calmness and composure now.

"Since the enemy is the fire giant Surtur." The God of Seals commented, "It's not surprising that Akhtar has the current performance. He doesn't have the Witch of Fate and the Witch of Death to rely on now, and can only rely on himself to fight to the death."

In the past, no matter how dangerous the situation was, even if he faced the gods directly, he had the Witch of Death and the Witch of Fate to rely on. If things were impossible, he would summon the Witch of Death and the Witch of Fate to overturn the chessboard.

The situation is completely different now. Akhtar must defeat the fire giant Surtur himself. No one can cover for Akhtar.

"...That seems to make sense." The demon from outside the realm fell into deep thought. In the past, no one could guarantee whether the witch of fate would intervene in the amazing battles that Akhtar had shown. Just like this time, the fire giant Surtur, under the arrangement of the witch of fate, automatically came to fight Akhtar to the death.

But now the witch of fate has no room to intervene, which means that Akhtar has lost the protection of fate.

"I hope Akhtar can still show the calmness of fighting the god of war to the death." The God of Seals covered his face with one hand. He originally planned to ask the demon from outside the realm to sneak attack after Akhtar won the battle, and he took the opportunity to seal Akhtar.

But now it seems that it may not be possible.

At the same time.

On the battlefield.

"Pfft." The flame spear penetrated Akhtar's heart, and the hot ash flames exploded, directly burning his chest into charcoal.

Surtur subconsciously wanted to pull out the spear, but found that Akhtar was holding the flame spear, and his lips moved to change the rules of the kingdom in his heart.

"Survival in a world of death."

"..." Without even thinking about it, Surtur immediately released his grip on the flame gun and disappeared in an instant.

"What a cunning guy." Ximu pulled out the flame gun inserted into his chest. The scorched chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then the red dragon blood armor he was wearing was completely scrapped and fell into the hot magma. .

Under such a high-intensity battle, the red dragon blood armor he was wearing could not last long.

Now I can only rely on life prayer to endure the damage.

"But then you won't be able to use this annoying gun, right?" He held the flame gun tightly and could feel the struggle of the flame gun.

"Can you bring out any other weapons now?"

"..." Surtur did not answer. His ruby ​​eyes reflected Akhtar's appearance. Could it be that he had thought too much before? This man was actually only at this level and was not a very troublesome guy.

In the past, he could rely on the support of Ragnarok, so fighting did not require too much thinking. The logic of the battle was to take damage, and then get the support of Ragnarok, so that he could grow until the enemy could no longer use more effective methods.

But now that he did not take the initiative to support Ragnarok, he began to change his battle mode and started to use his brain to think.

However, Akhtar's fighting ability was not as good as expected.

That being the case.

Surtur stretched out his hand, inserted his five fingers into his spine, activated his forging power, and then suddenly pulled his spine, and a long knife burning with ash flames appeared.

Ximu raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Can you even forge your own body?"

Surtur ignored Akhtar's words and touched the long knife burning with ash flames with his palm. The flames on the long knife suddenly changed and turned into something close to the color of dusk.

After reaching omnipotence, the same ability can also exert different effects. Taking the flame of ashes as an example, it can be turned into an unavoidable light, or it can be turned into a slash that burns everything.

This is the principle of generalizing. By continuously deepening one's abilities, one can exert a more comprehensive and powerful effect.

And now he is strengthening the effect of burning everything.

Can win.

Surtur disappeared from the spot and appeared ten meters away from Akhtar. Then he suddenly waved his hand and hit the long knife. The flame with the incineration effect turned into a sun and slashed through it, directly blocking Akhtar. Cut off.