Yuan Shikai stood atop Tiamat's head, looking down at Surtr.
Yuan Shikai said, "Surtr, do you know? Back when I dealt with you, I still had to use my head and employ a few tricks just to barely defeat you."
"But look at things now. I don't even need to move my feet to beat you until you can't fight back. You're a relic of a bygone era, cast aside long ago."
Yuan Shikai knew Surtr probably could not hear him now, but he still spoke those words from the heart.
Come to think of it, not much time had passed since his last battle with Surtr, yet it felt as though everything had changed.
In the end, Yuan Shikai raised the Holy Lance high. Only such a magnificent strike was worthy of serving as the finale to this battle.
Just as when he fought Ishtar, all Thirteen Restraints were released.
The Tower at the World's End descended from the skies, about to pierce the earth.
Everyone who had taken part in the Snowfield City Holy Grail War had witnessed this strike before.
The instant a colossal pillar of light pierced through the clouds, Tiamat sank into the Imaginary Number Sea.
The Great Divine Envoy also released its hoof and slowly dissipated into the air.
Feeling the suppression on his body vanish, Surtr immediately sat up.
Without a head, he could not see what was happening outside. Although the bodily restraint had disappeared, the pressure from outside only grew stronger.
Sensing that his head could no longer regenerate, Surtr simply tore off everything above his neck by force.
After tearing it away, his head instead began rapidly regenerating from his neck.
The process did not take much time. Once Surtr's head had fully regenerated, he suddenly regretted it, because the