Damn, This Is Getting Me Fired Up! (Continued)
Is it fake?
No, counterfeits cannot deceive the senses of the gods, so there is no doubt that it is genuine. In the female knight's mind, the tricolored flower that had previously floated above the 'Great Knight's' head flashed by.
One breath... transforms into the Three Pure Ones!?
In that instant of thought, the red-haired figure with only a single-colored flower on his head appeared behind the Giant King, whose sword stance had become increasingly imposing.
All martial arts under heaven originated from the Rising Dragon!
The atmosphere exploded.
The shockwave, spreading in a circular pattern, shattered all the windows in the city in an instant. Thousands upon thousands of tons of land and lava were whipped up by the storm and sprayed wildly in all directions. And amidst the god's maniacal laughter, a line of fire rose from the ground, pointing towards the sky!
"Draw your sword, my My Other Self!" The deity's roar showed no weakness. Above the sky, fiery masses, as large as mountains, gathered and then erupted. Meteor showers of fire rained down, instantly dyeing the sky and earth crimson. Then, two exceptionally thick fiery meteors intertwined and crashed into the even more distant clear sky.
The battle has only just begun.
The blue sky was dyed red, and concentric circles of flame bloomed across the heavens. They approached the ground, transforming into scorching wind pressure. Each ring of fire eventually solidified into an area with a radius of tens of kilometers, while the collision between the two stars continued to extend, rising from near-space all the way to even more distant parts of the heavens!
The oppressive aura of the gods has faded away.
Only then did the red-dressed woman and her companions catch their breath, barely manage to stand up, and avoid the scorching lava that was about to engulf the protective barrier—as far as the eye could see, the entire city had already fallen into a fiery inferno, and the search and rescue was no longer necessary.
"Who exactly is that person..." a knight murmured.
"I don't know, but Great Knight definitely couldn't do that. And that person... doesn't seem like any recorded king of the present world." The girl in the red dress looked up at the sky, a bitter smile of resentment on her face. Because she was one of the best among the most elite Great Knight in the world. And she had originally been ambitious, thinking she could also defeat a god. But she never expected that under the Divine Might of Surtr, she couldn't even stand and speak!
"Go and organize the search and rescue and cleanup work. Then, in the name of our Crimson Copper Black Cross, inform the six 'Kings' of everything that has happened here... Although they should already know, the proper etiquette must not be neglected."
The girl straightened her back, but her gaze was complicated—her shoulders slumped down in an instant.
"Surtr, the Fire Giant King... Damn it, how could such a top-ranking deity become a rebel! As the destined destroyer of the world, even a powerful God King like Odin is inferior to it—ugh, how unreasonable!"
Her expression showed a struggle, then she took a step in the direction the fiery meteor was pointing.
She was going to get there. An acceleration spell appeared around her, allowing her to soar through the air at high speed as if walking on flat ground.
"Erica! What are you doing!" someone shouted behind her.
"Go and confirm the next battlefield affected by the divine war." She paused briefly. "And... if I bet right, perhaps I can represent the Society to be the first to meet the Seventh King, who is about to be born, or has already been born."
At the same time...
In a secluded ancient castle in the Balkan Peninsula, an old man shrouded in a dark aura watches a fiery meteor rise into the sky, his restless and immense power gradually expanding.
In Britain, a nobleman in black gazed at the sky. After confirming that the rising stars were not in his direction, he looked away, refusing to look at them.
On a beach in Southern Europe, a cheerful and sunny blond youth gripped a sword and looked up at the sky, seemingly wanting to do something but constrained and troubled by certain external factors.
"The first battle for an unborn member of the clan? Although the old man said that not interfering in the newcomers' first battle is an unspoken rule, he still seems to want to spar with such a powerful opponent... Damn it! I'm not good at fighting at such high altitudes!"
The young man sighed, and his haphazard sword strikes, intended as a form of venting anger, stirred up a massive storm on the ocean—he seemed to have a sudden realization, and with a slight shift in his swordplay, the storm managed to engulf him. In just a few seconds, he, who had never attempted flight before, mastered rudimentary flying techniques, which he continued to refine and improve over time.
But that wasn't enough; being able to fly didn't mean being able to fight. Yet, his expression brightened once more.
"It's decided!" He smiled as he watched the sky gradually turn from blue to red, riding the storm. "Once I've learned how to fight in the air, I'll go and get involved. My unborn kin, don't let them die in their eggs."
The next moment, he became engrossed in studying the new sword technique.
Meanwhile, the battle continued in the sky.
Fighting.
We must use every means and every method to fight.
Hundreds of kilometers above the ground, stepping on the thin atmosphere, Miss Surtr transformed into three bodies, teetering between life and death every moment.
"Draw your sword! My Other Self is only this much; it's nothing!"
One avatar shattered, but another struck it from behind. A tide of fire spread across the sky with the deity's counterattack, and the moment the second avatar was destroyed, the original body, attempting to attack from another angle, was swiftly severed in half by a cunning strike from the sword track!
No, what was severed was not the main body. It was the first body that was reconstructed in the instant of destruction, while the girl's main body silently appeared at the giant's feet, pointing towards the Yongquan point acupoint, and struck with all her might with her hand seal!
Yongquan point... Where did the Fire Giant King from Norse Mythology Yongquan point?
Even in creation myths, the Old Gods who were born before heaven and earth, where would they get acupoints?
But...
—Acupoints are where the flow of Qi (vital energy) converges.
The giant's left foot exploded violently, splattering blood and flesh before coalescing again under extreme traction. Even though it wasn't a pure divine body, this avatar, imbued with the power of non-compliance, was far beyond the reach of ordinary martial arts. Meanwhile, the blow to the giant's back earlier had already healed completely!
The reforged Divine Feet burst forth with waves of fire! Its power was equivalent to the Hiroshima atomic bombing, but in the instant this power erupted, the girl's true form vanished into nothingness like a shadow under the sunlight!
—Formless... Rebirth...
Space was slightly shifted, and the original body, which was originally below, instantly avoided the most direct heat shock and particle jet by using the spatial warping caused by the nuclear explosion. And the moment this gap was successfully seized, the original body and the two bodies corresponding to the three flowers of essence, qi, and spirit simultaneously appeared on the giant's side abdomen, right chest, and jaw at three spatial coordinates!
The First Essence Body, holding the Vase Mudra. Relieve all suffering!
The Second Qi Body, holding the Wisdom Fist Mudra, Deliver from all calamities!
His Main Divine Body, wielding the Great Thousand Mudra. Destroy all disasters!
The Triple Dharma Seals crashed down simultaneously. Their auras intertwined, and a Shadow of Surtr, the same size as the Fire Giant King, was constructed around these three points, unleashing a devastating punch!
—Fist Intent Surtr
A moment of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the deity.
The next moment, the entire spatial structure around it twisted and shattered, as if a large celestial body were passing by, causing massive warping. In this destructive storm, the stars shifted, time and space changed.
And this was accompanied by the wrath of the gods.
"You... is that all you've got?"
The powerful Flame Sword tore through the storm, stabilizing spacetime once more. The unharmed Fire Giant King strode out of the void, waving his hand, and the entire airspace within a hundred kilometers in diameter was filled with raging flames.
The mortals on Earth witnessed a second sun before their very eyes, a sun devoid of mercy and compassion, as gloomy and cold as Twilight. Vast numbers of dead fish churned on the sea, while countless forests across Europe suddenly burst into flames.
This is the second day.
In the hands of ordinary deities, such power might be equivalent to the ultimate application of authority.
However, for Surtr, this was merely a clearing out after the warm-up.