Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
I was momentarily tempted to summon either the Skeleton King, the Bone Dragon, or even Metatron, despite the potential strain that would put on my body. However, I wasn't dealing with only Surtr here. I didn't feel confident at all about dealing with all three hundred giants of fire by myself.
For now, my role was to buy time. Now wasn't the right time to spend my energy unnecessarily.
But then...
-Ku-oooooh!-
A large shadow loomed over the flying Bone Wyvern. I quickly looked up.
A Jötunn about eight metres tall was jumping up in the air. In its right hand was a sword of flames, while its left held a shield made out of sizzling bedrock.
I summoned a musket, pointed at the bastard, and pulled the trigger. The divinity had been gathered hastily without any proper casting procedure. Naturally its firepower wouldn't be so good.