That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

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In the sky, Cú Chulainn held aloft the divine spear created by sacrificing his spirit origin. The spearhead was engulfed in raging flames. His arm seemed to feel immense resistance, his muscles trembling as he moved forward little by little. With each centimeter he advanced, the flames intensified.

This shot represents a level that Cú Chulainn, Ireland's Son of Light, never reached, even in his death!

This shot will serve as the greatest proof that he has surpassed his life!

Hero's Roar—

"Pierce through! Gungnir! [Pseudo-God's Declaration]"

boom!

The divine spear transformed into a beam of light and shot out, shattering the barrier that sealed off this space.

Click~ Click~ Click~~

Before the gun even arrived, a violent torrent of magic crushed the earth around Hall, turning it into lava.

Gungnir

The weapon of Odin, the great god of Norse mythology, also known as the Eternal Spear or the Declaration of the Gods, is also the prototype for weapons in many myths and legends, including the Lancer-class Noble Phantasm Gáe Bolg.

Cú Chulainn, a Caster, is both a seasoned warrior and a magician with druidic abilities and runic wisdom, wielding power that traces back to the origins of legend.

Based on martial arts and enhanced with the power of primordial runes, this spear strike may have surpassed the original Spear of Eternity.

Chapter 178 I'm being inhuman again!

Hall's consciousness returned to his body, and he once again perceived the world, seeing the light gun that seemed to be a divine punishment.

“Cú Chulainn, humanity has its limits. The more you understand this world, the more you realize humanity’s weakness.” Hall chuckled, and these words sounded perfectly natural now.

Raise your right hand and chant the incantation: "All things return to their source, take this path, and go back!"

"A void world where all things are still."

A transparent shield of radiant light unfolded before Hall, showing no special features and appearing no different from an ordinary magical barrier.

Based on the origin of [Flow], with the original runes as its foundation, it is made possible by borrowing the Noble Phantasm ability of [Knights Never Die Bare-Handed].

It erodes reality, creating an inherent boundary for static concepts.

The seemingly ordinary defensive barrier is a manifestation of this inherent barrier.

Similar to Achilles' Noble Phantasm Achilles Cosmos [A Small World Encircling the Sky], it is conceptually a defensive Noble Phantasm against the world.

It creates an inherent barrier as a shield, the defensive power of which is linked to the magic power provided by Hall, and at maximum output, it is only inferior to the Holy Sword Sheath [The Ideal Land Far From the World].

The spear that touched the divine realm clashed with the shield that created the world.

呲!

The sun rises not from beyond the horizon, but from the point where the tip of the spear touches the barrier, illuminating the desolate plains.

Rings of flame rippled from the tip of the spear, releasing terrifying high temperatures and a magical burning effect. The soil within dozens of meters was melted and then blown away by the turbulent air, causing the earth to crack open with bottomless fissures.

The world was thus divided into two sides: one side was the purgatory wielded by the divine spear, and the other side was the wilderness protected by the barrier, completely unaffected.

Successful.

Hall was overjoyed. Using the power of Origin to create a Reality Marble was an idea Hall had long had, after all, there was the precedent of Archer.

At least in the realm of magic, Hall believes he is no less than Red A.

Reality Marble is a forbidden ultimate magic within the Mage's Association, with power comparable to a Servant's Noble Phantasm.

A void world where everything is still.

The universe cycles, and truth exists between flow and stillness.

From order to disorder, all matter and energy will eventually reach absolute balance, until there is no longer any energy in the universe to sustain motion or life.

This phenomenon is known in physics as "heat death".

Then, Hall, who manipulated the origin of [flow], understood this principle as an alchemist.

The Reality Marble [The Void World Where Everything Is Still] is created based on the concept of the "Heat Death" universe. It is not magic, but it is the ultimate magic that transcends magic.

"Damn it, he really had a trick up his sleeve. He's definitely a match for Master."

Cú Chulainn landed on the ground, the soil around him melting from the intense heat of the spear. Ignoring his injuries, he stared at the newly formed little sun and cursed under his breath.

He knew he had lost the moment the divine spear made contact with the Reality Marble.

The Reality Marble that Hall unleashed far surpassed the Divine Spear in terms of scale, and Cú Chulainn was almost certain that his teacher Scáthach's secret spear technique, "Annihilation Thrust," must also be of this scale.

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"Troias Tragoidia! [The Undying Chariot of Gale-Swept Storms]"

"Sorry, it's not time to draw conclusions yet. I look forward to our next meeting, Ruler!"

A streak of blue light raced across the sky as Agarius drove his chariot away from the battlefield where he was locked in combat with Jeanne d'Arc Alter.

As the flames of purgatory gradually died down, Jeanne Alter disarmed herself, staring in the direction the chariot had disappeared, and muttered with disgust, "Annoying fellow!"

The battle had no clear outcome. Without the Cú Chulainn rune, Agarius was unable to kill Jeanne Alter in a short time, and Jeanne Alter was also helpless against Agarius, who possessed the fastest speed among Servants.

Agalius drove his chariot and arrived above the battle between Hor and Cú Chulainn in just a few seconds.

The sky was reddened by flames, and the wilderness was turned into a purgatory.

He sensed an unusual aura the moment the divine spear descended and the barrier collapsed.

His Master's orders to him were to prioritize the safety of friendly Servants over eliminating Ruler.

The sweltering heat caused the warhorses to neigh incessantly, and Agarius, pulling the chariot, wore a grave expression: "What on earth is this...?"

He looked down at the land below, half of the wilderness was surrounded by flames, and the earth was covered with a layer of red at a visible speed, the power of which was no less than the Noble Phantasm that Jeanne Alter had unleashed at full power at the beginning.

The world seemed to be divided by neat vertical lines, while the other side remained unaffected, with lush green grass just centimeters away from the lava, swaying with vitality.

The dividing line between the worlds is the divine spear covered in flames and the barrier that Hall has created.

"That gun would be extremely difficult to withstand even if I wanted to take it head-on. The key isn't its power, but its very concept. Caster has such a Noble Phantasm?"

"The Black faction's Caster... is that a shield? No, it's a defensive Noble Phantasm with the same concept as Achilles Cosmos [A Small World Encircling the Sky]."

"Interesting! The Holy Grail War is so interesting!"

Agalius was captivated and longed to be on the battlefield himself. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he pulled on the reins, swerving his chariot to retreat swiftly.

Boom!

The divine spear, which failed to penetrate the world, trembled and exploded into half of an expanding sun, releasing terrifying heat and shockwaves. The earth within hundreds of meters was crushed and lifted up, as if it had been struck by a meteorite and bloomed into a lava flower hundreds of meters high.

If viewed from above, this scene would be visible as a lava lake with a radius of hundreds of meters, spewing magma into the surrounding spiderweb-like fissures.

Buzz buzz buzz~

The small sun quickly died out and disappeared, and the vacuum created by the explosion caused a storm to surge in the area.

Won.

Hall let out a long breath, his forehead soaked with cold sweat. His magic power was completely depleted, and the only way to continue was to either squeeze out his life force or use a Command Spell.

Upon dispelling the barrier, a wave of heat hit me. Crossing the boundary, I saw Cú Chulainn lying on the lava pool. His clothes on the upper body were burned off, and his right arm, which he used to throw the spear, was gone. He was no longer able to fight.

“Caster, you’ve won. It was a beautiful battle, a glorious defeat.” Cú Chulainn smiled heartily, his body becoming semi-transparent, his feet turning into golden light and slowly disappearing.

Cú Chulainn's eyes filled with nostalgia: "With a disciple like you by my side, I must not be lonely."

“Cú Chulainn, your attack just now probably surpassed the original [God's Declaration],” Hall said with a smile.

"But I couldn't defeat you. A loss is a loss. By the way, I haven't asked your name yet. Since I'm about to disappear, tell me your real name. I don't want to lose without even knowing my opponent's name. That's a warrior's humiliation."

"Hall".

"If we ever have the chance to meet again, I hope to fight you as Lancer. Goodbye."

After speaking, Cú Chulainn's body turned into golden particles and faded away.

Caster (Red) is out of the game.

Chapter 179 The King Who Causes a Headache

"Caster lost. What a pity. He's a pretty good guy."

"On the other side of the battlefield, the Berserker's presence is also fading away. Which hero from which era could possibly defeat that Berserker?"

"We dispatched three Servants to attack Ruler, even anticipating the possibility of the Black Faction interfering. We thought everything was foolproof, but we lost two Servants in succession and failed to complete the mission. I underestimated the heroes of the world..."

Hahahaha~

"That's what makes it interesting. Heroes from different eras have gathered here, and even the glory bestowed by the Olympian gods cannot compare to winning this war."

Agalius drove his chariot through the sky, returning to the battlefield and landing less than ten meters from Hor. Their eyes met, and the Greek hero raised his spear at Hor, both of them filled with fighting spirit.

Why are you still coming?

Hall appeared calm on the surface, but was actually inwardly troubled. He had exhausted all his magic power dealing with Cú Chulainn, and even with the Command Spells he used to replenish his magic power, he was still evenly matched with this great Greek hero.

Where are you, the easiest woman to win over in Chaldea? I've spent five or six times on in-game purchases for you!

"Humph!"

Agarius lowered his spear, gave a soft hum, and said loudly, "Caster of the Black faction, your victory over the Child of Light of Ireland is enough to prove your bravery. You are the most suitable opponent for me. I believe that fate will guide us to meet again in this Holy Grail War, and then we will settle the score!"

Are they planning to retreat?

Hall pondered and concluded that Agarius indeed had no reason to continue lingering here. He couldn't kill Jeanne Alter alone, and if Hall and Jeanne Alter joined forces to deal with him later, he would be put on the defensive.

Agalius was both a hero and an excellent general; he couldn't possibly be unaware of his predicament.

Hall nodded: "I'll accept your invitation, if the opportunity arises."

"The fates of the strong always attract each other. Farewell, Caster of the Black faction!" Agarius drove his chariot away in a flash of light, leaving behind a hearty and fearless laugh.

A few seconds later, the black figure landed. Black Jeanne d'Arc, with silver hair and golden eyes, put one hand on her hip and stared at the blue streak of light disappearing into the distance with great displeasure: "Damn insect, if you had stayed for another second, I would have burned you to death."

Jeanne Alter...

Hall bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Your Excellency Ruler."