That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Moreover, opening and closing this hole is entirely controlled by Hall himself.

"It's worth trying."

Hall stroked his chin and muttered to himself, his interest piqued. He noticed Tiamat staring blankly at the Star Cup, her eyes revealing a certain longing.

Hall floated down in front of Tiamat, but refused to give her the Star Cup, conveying a message through his consciousness: "A contract, a contract to forge a closer relationship."

Tiamat tilted her head and nodded impatiently, only showing a relieved smile after Hall handed her the Star Cup.

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In reality, the white light manifested as Hall's body, and the room was deserted. Medusa Lily was staying in another room that Hall had arranged for her.

Leaving Nippur, we flew to the desolate plains, where the stars shone brightly, illuminating the land without the need for firelight.

Several wandering magical beasts noticed Hall, but after being glanced at by Hall's cross-shaped eyes, they tucked their tails between their legs and turned to flee.

"We must find a suitable place, even if it's to summon a divided spirit, no, maybe one percent of the divided spirit, the other party is the Mother Goddess of Creation."

Tiamat has not yet awakened and exists in a very ambiguous state, being both the creator goddess and the beast of original sin threatening human reason.

Since Tiamat has returned from the imaginary space, there is theoretically a possibility that she can be summoned.

Hall flew around the plains battlefield and found a decent spot, comparable to the ley line where the Greater Grail was located in Fuyuki City.

The Age of Gods was filled with true etheric elements, and the quantity and quality of the same spiritual veins were far beyond what we see today.

The only problem is that someone, or rather, monsters, have already taken over this place.

Looking down from the sky, Hall saw that the area around the spiritual vein was teeming with magical beasts, forming dense, impenetrable circles. His magical eyes revealed that many of these beasts were wounded, clearly the main force of the magical beasts fighting against the North Wall.

The power of the spiritual veins can heal their injuries.

As the night breeze swept by, the magical beasts on the ground seemed to sense something and stood up, baring their teeth and guarding their surroundings.

They sensed something different from their own kind.

Swish!

With a sharp whistle, a jet-black spear shot out from the ground, shattering the air with a force even more terrifying than that of a siege ballista.

The target was Hall.

"strengthen."

Holmer chanted a magic incantation, covered his right hand with a layer of magic circuit light patterns, and grabbed forward without dodging or avoiding.

boom!

The surrounding air suddenly exploded, producing a huge sound.

Um! ?

Hall raised an eyebrow and firmly grasped the black spear with his right hand, but the spear blade emitted a dark mist that corroded Hall's arm.

Its poison is no less potent than the venom of the Hydra, the nine-headed monster.

Not to mention biological bodies, magic, true etheric elements, and even conceptual existence can be corroded by this toxicity.

Hall tossed aside the black spear and silently chanted an incantation: "Dispel."

The white light merged into his right hand, but it only slowed down the spread of the poison. His wrist was completely carbonized, and the dissolved black liquid dripped from the sky, landing right on an unfortunate monster.

"Awooo~ Awooo!"

The monster let out a terrible howl and died on the spot. Its body melted into black water within seconds, continuing to carve a large crater in the ground.

Hall drew a line of primordial runes on his right hand, freezing it to stop the poison from spreading.

From the shadows, a man with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a scorpion emerged, his tail shaped like a crossbow, with another black poison arrow poised to be fired.

The nearby monsters all retreated, making way for him.

Hall recognized him; he was the commander of the Warcraft Front, the Scorpion.

Sorry, I've been busy these past few days, so updates might be a little late.

One chapter will be released at night, and the other might be released late at night.

I'll try my best to adjust back.

Chapter 407 Following the Principles of Creation

"Stranger, visiting the heart of the Warcraft front in the dead of night, if you're looking for death, it's just too much trouble."

"It's a scorpion," the man said in a hoarse voice.

On the ground, countless magical beasts looked up at Hall in the sky, their scarlet eyes revealing hostility and hatred towards humans, eager to make a move.

Hall calmly sized up the Scorpion Man. By human standards, his face was quite handsome, and his temperament was gloomy and cold, just like Agravan, a Knight of the Round Table.

He is an elite magical beast created by Gorgon, named after the eleven magical beasts of Tiamat. His spirit origin reaction is not strong, and his strength is probably in the range of second-rate to first-rate Servants.

“I’ve heard of you from Tomoe Gozen, commander of the Warcraft Front.”

Upon hearing Tomoe Gozen's name, the scorpion man's face showed a hint of surprise: "Tomoe? You mean one of the commanders of the North Wall, that woman as beautiful as flames?"

Beautiful woman...

Hall's eyes held a strange glint in them. It was clear that the monster commander before him was quite fond of Tomoe Gozen, his tone and expression filled with admiration.

If Hall remembered correctly, that Tomoe Gozen was a married woman.

“That’s right. I’m not interested in the North Wall for now. Humanity will perish anyway if it’s left unattended. The reason I came here is not because this is the heart of the monster front, but because the land beneath your feet is exactly the material I need.”

"No matter what your purpose is, since you are human, we cannot let you leave."

“Scorpion Man, you’re wrong from the start. The reason you and these monsters are still standing here is because I think communication is a simpler way to deal with you than fighting you. If I run out of patience, it wouldn’t be bad to refine you into Philosopher’s Stones as sacrifices.”

The scorpion-man didn't know what the Philosopher's Stone was, but he could roughly imagine that they were magical beasts born from human sacrifices. He mocked, "Ridiculous! You dare to be so arrogant after being poisoned by me!"

"Poison? You mean this?"

Hall raised his blackened right hand.

The scorpion-man sneered: "It won't be long before the poison spreads throughout your body. No matter what you do, you won't be able to stop it. Your flesh will dissolve, your bones will carbonize, your internal organs will shatter, your spirit will collapse from the unbearable pain, and your soul will be corrupted, leaving you without even the right to enter the underworld."

Hall shook his head and chuckled.

"Poor stranger, don't you know your own predicament?"

“I know it very well, but you don’t.”

Hall said calmly, his demonic eye fixed on his right hand, which flashed with iridescent light as the black toxin rapidly receded from his right hand.

The scorpion-man's expression changed drastically: "Purification? No, it's not a power belonging to the gods, it reversed the cause and effect of time!"

Hall moved his right hand, his tone growing colder: "That's how it is. I have a personal interest in things I don't understand. The reason I'm not in a hurry to purify the poison is because I want to analyze its components. Also, I advise you not to fire the second arrow."

The demonic eye fixed on the scorpion-man, its iridescent light flashing, and instantly froze its body.

"Varied···"

Behind the scorpion, the crossbow on its tail was already fully drawn, ready to fire a second arrow that carried excruciating pain. The moment Hall's Eyes saw it, the scorpion's spirit core was frozen, but its mind remained active, as if its body had become something that did not belong to it.

will die.

That wasn't the most crucial point. The Scorpion Man sensed an incredibly terrifying yet strangely familiar aura through Hall's demonic eye. His intuition screamed, warning him not to fire the guns and arrows behind him.

Once he regained control of his body, the Scorpion Man slowly released the bowstring, his back soaked with cold sweat.

A human whose strength is at least at the level of the eldest son, Jingu?

Enemies of this caliber are useless against any number of monsters.

The scorpion-man gave Hall a long look in the sky: "Fine, I'll stay here and keep an eye on you. If you do anything that could threaten the heart of the monster territory, I won't give you a second chance to explain."

After speaking, its three-meter-tall body slowly retreated into the shadows, emitting a strange cry. All the magical beasts that heard the sound retreated like waves, revealing a huge open space.

Thank you for your understanding.

Hall smiled and greeted them, then descended from the sky, placing his hands on the ground to form a massive transmutation array, probing the flow of the underground spiritual veins and finding the center point.

"Next are the materials for constructing the summoning ritual."

Wow~

Piles of high-quality gems rained down from the warp, all of which Hall had embezzled from King Gilgamesh's treasury when he served as commander of the North Wall, and some were collected by earth elemental spirit familiars under his orders.

Hall drew runes symbolizing fire.

hum!

The intense heat covered the gemstone, burning it into a transparent liquid in just a few seconds.

High-quality gemstones are the best materials for constructing magic arrays.

After being refined a second time, the gemstone, now a transparent liquid, flowed down and formed a massive magic array with a radius of over three meters.

"Although it possesses a contract, it summons a fragment of a creator-level deity..."

"With the support of numerous treasures, Gilgamesh had already exhausted all his magic power by summoning the seven Servants."

"I have experience summoning the god-level spirit Kiskaha in the Sixth Singularity."

"No, that's a different matter. The conditions for summoning a god-level Scáthach are extremely demanding. It requires Scáthach to respond actively, fragments of the underworld to support the god's spiritual foundation, and spiritual veins, among other things."

"We need to rely on the power of the Star Cup."

"There is some risk involved."

Hall felt a long-lost sense of trepidation. He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the Star Cup, establishing a connection with Tiamat in the Sea of ​​Origin of Life, and solemnly chanted: "Declare—"

"Follow the principles of creation."

"Show yourself, show yourself, show yourself."

"The sea that gives birth to life, and also its circulation, creates the foundation that contains you."

"Following instincts, returning to paradise, and then destroying it."

"The mother of all life!"

The incantation chanted must be related to Tiamat, preferably hinting at her fate or desires, and should be connected to Tiamat as much as possible while she is in a deep slumber.

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