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"but--"

"Even if it's a staff, I can still knock you down!"

Cú Chulainn raised his wand and pointed it to the sky.

He began chanting incantations to unleash magic, and time seemed to slow down around him.

"My magic is a blazing cage."

"~The Green Giant, Like Thorns~"

"~Cause and effect~"

"~The Shrine for Purifying Human Misfortunes~"

In the crater created by the previous collision of flames, tough trees began to grow at an unimaginable speed.

They overlapped according to a certain pattern, and then grew wildly, forming the shape of a human.

Within this framework, their branches intertwine continuously, eventually forming an extremely hard outer shell.

A giant rose from the sky, casting a dark shadow on the crater-like ground.

Ian gasped.

Just as he had imagined, the Cú Chulainn before him was indeed a Caster (magician).

The giant tree before him was his magic.

but--

Ian was somewhat puzzled by Cú Chulainn's strategy at this moment.

Magic, in essence, is just a way of reproducing basic principles.

It does not have the ability to break the rules.

No matter how strong a tree is, it cannot withstand fire.

Moreover, this is the light of the sun emanating from a replica of the Excalibur Galatine; how could it possibly be countered in reverse?

Ian's idea was certainly correct.

But Cú Chulainn's method for solving the problem was far simpler than he had imagined.

The tree giant swung its enormous fist and smashed it down on the ground.

With a thud.

It actually tore off a large chunk of the ground and then lifted it up.

Huhu——!

The flames blew across the "shield" formed by the ground, but soon faded away unwillingly.

"Looks like I'm still a cut above the rest."

Cú Chulainn looked at Ian with great interest.

A hint of appreciation had appeared in his eyes.

"Swordsman who wields fire, show us a little more of your strength."

"I most enjoy seeing capable people get knocked down."

Although his class is Caster, Cú Chulainn still retains the Lancer's nature of seeking out one-on-one duels.

But Ian did not lose his ability to think because of what he said.

He carefully examined the current situation.

Since we can't break through the Tree Giant with the Excalibur Galatine, let's try other methods.

Anyway, there are unknown sources of magic around here, so no matter what weapon I use, I should be able to unleash a level of power that I didn't have before in this environment.

correct.

Try that one!

The Excalibur Galatine in Ian's hand vanished rapidly.

The new particles converged at an unimaginable speed, forming a new sword shape.

A light blue light shimmered around the man, making him feel as if he were immersed in a clear lake.

Everything is in place.

A new, thick, blue blade appeared in Ian's hand.

That was Lancelot's weapon.

Its name is Aroundight, and it is also a weapon closely associated with the lake spirits.

Cú Chulainn, who witnessed the entire process, became even more excited.

"You actually have a second sword?"

"very good."

Show me it...show me it with all your might!

Despite being in the middle of a battle, Cú Chulainn seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself.

It was as if this was the greatest significance to him at that moment.

Ian took a deep breath.

To be fair, although he projected an unblemished view of the lake (Aroundight), his familiarity with it was practically zero.

The only memory she knew was that one-on-one duel with Lancelot.

but--

Ian would rather make mistakes than do nothing.

"Stand still like a tranquil lake!"

"A state of absolute stillness and tranquility!"

Successful.

With the support of a powerful magical source, the absolute stillness formed by memories expanded outwards from Ian as the center.

It quickly bound the tree giant's feet within it.

Cú Chulainn tried to regain control of it, but found that he could not make it move an inch no matter what he did.

"Drink——!"

Holding the indestructible replica of Aroundight, Ian charged toward the Tree Giant.

He appeared to be trying to slice through Cú Chulainn's magic creation with the thick blade in his hand.

But that's rather foolish.

Even without a direct comparison, the sheer size difference between a sword and a giant's skin is enough to render such a physical attack a joke.

It would be very disappointing to take such a foolish approach.

Cú Chulainn couldn't help but think this.

however--

Ian did not do as he had thought.

The pristine lake (Aroundight) was merely a pretext for his attack.

As he approached the Tree Giant, the particles in his hand changed once again.

Within seconds, it transformed back into the Excalibur Galatine!

The experienced strategist Cú Chulainn immediately understood.

This is a combination move by the opponent.

Although the undamaged Aroundight cannot inflict enough damage on the Tree Giant.

but--

It can halt the opponent's actions.

In this way, the Tree Giant can no longer use its brute force to shatter the earth as before, and thus obtain the earthen wall that defends against fire ahead of time.

Once you get close, transform your weapon into the Excalibur Galatine and deliver a close-range strike!

In this way, no matter how strong the tree giant is, it will be of no use.

This is the same simple and brutal combat strategy.

But it must be said that it is definitely an effective solution.

but--

While the plan is effective, it also harbors significant risks.

After all, while the other party was approaching the Tree Giant, the Tree Giant was also approaching him.

This is the relativity of movement, and also the source of risk.

While flames can destroy the Tree Giant upon contact, the Tree Giant can also destroy him upon contact.

This is an action that only comes with absolute confidence—he believes he can defeat the enemy with a single blow at that moment!

This is a gamble!

interesting.

So interesting.

This was the first time Cú Chulainn had ever seen such a gamble-like offensive tactic.

But it's a pity.

He also has a backup plan.

The eulogy we just recited hasn't been finished yet.