That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Attribute: Chaos - Good

Hidden Attribute: Beast

Strength: C

Durability: C

Agility: C

Magic: B+

Luck: C

Noble Phantasm: A+

[Class Skills]

Site Construction: A

Prop creation: B

Individual display: C

【Inherent skills】

Primordial Runes: A

High-speed chanting: B

Elemental Spirit: A

Philosopher's Stone: B-B+

【Noble Phantasm】

The Tree of Life, the Primordial Truth (Etz haChayim)

Grade: A+

Type: Anti-World Noble Phantasm

distance:-

Maximum capture: 999 people

It is not a Noble Phantasm that simply seeks destructive power; when activated, it briefly touches the root of the world, dominating and shaping it.

It can turn illusion into reality, and reality into illusion.

The greater the impact of the reversal on reality, the more powerful the demand becomes.

Its essence is a magical extension based on the Third Law, an ultimate form of magic on par with the Holy Grail system.

Hall's attributes are not considered excellent. The allocation of attributes is not a matter of the stronger the better. The stronger the attribute, the more magic power is consumed. Under the premise that one can use magic to enhance one's own qualities, C-level attribute values ​​are the most suitable.

Chapter 145 The Underworld

In the dimly lit android incubation room, the obese magician arrived at the destroyed android incubation tank, staring dumbfounded at the shattered glass on the ground: "The androids actually developed their own consciousness and escaped from the incubation tank! Impossible! They are just disposable items, created to be tools for extracting magic power."

Behind him, the long-haired magician leaned on his cane and calmly said, "Gold, I just confirmed with the Holy Grail System that the Black Faction's Caster has been summoned. Don't you think the timing is too coincidental?"

Gorde pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Lord Danic, do you mean the homunculus summoned a Caster-class Servant and then escaped?"

"The Holy Grail will respond to those who thirst for it. In any case, it is a fact that one of our Servants does not belong to our Black Faction, which will undoubtedly greatly weaken the strength of our Yggdrasilia race. Gordes, you are in charge of creating the Homunculi, and the responsibility for this incident should also be attributed to you. Bring back the escaped Homunculi."

After speaking, Danic turned and left the artificial human breeding ground.

Gord glared hatefully at the broken incubation tank, stomped on the glass, and cursed through gritted teeth: "Damn it, how dare a mere tool cause me so much trouble! Assassin, go and bring that homunculus back. Be careful not to kill him, and also confirm whether he has become Caster's Master."

A calm, aged voice rang out from where no one was behind Gold: "Understood, but destruction is the strength of my fist technique. If the opponent has a Servant, they will inevitably go too far."

"Anyway! Just don't kill him, hurry! The barrier hasn't reacted yet, which means he shouldn't have gotten far."

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Hall left the basement, changed into a white magician's robe, and went to a secluded spot to set up a magic circle to absorb magic power and create the Philosopher's Stone.

"This is the place where the Greater Grail System is buried, that is, the center of the spiritual vein. Although most of the magic power is absorbed by the Greater Grail System, the overflow is enough to support this magical fortress."

A magic circle unfolded beneath his feet. Hall extended his right hand, and magic power condensed into a radiant glow in his palm. He repeatedly extracted and refined it, imbuing it with the magical concept of the Philosopher's Stone, and soon created a high-purity Philosopher's Stone the size of a fingernail.

High-purity Philosopher's Stones can be used as magical crystals or as the foundation for creating elemental spirits.

Hall gazed with satisfaction at the crystal-clear Philosopher's Stone, clenched his fist, his magic eyes gleaming, and chanted a spell in a deep voice: "Wind, reside here, reveal your form."

Infuse it with magic, give it a concept, and construct its consciousness.

When the palm was opened again, the Philosopher's Stone was nowhere to be seen.

"Although the magic and alchemy learned from Bean Dad would be a level lower without Bean Dad's help, the high-purity Philosopher's Stone makes up for that."

"explore."

As the order was given, a gentle breeze stirred around Hall, flowing to every corner of the castle to explore the terrain, confirm the location of the android guards, and gather intelligence.

Hall overheard the various conversations between the magician and the android inside the castle, and as expected, Yggdrasilena discovered the anomaly in the underground android factory and was already conducting a large-scale search.

"Something's not right. Is the escape of a homunculus really that big of a fuss for Yggdrasil? They even activated the Great Barrier. That must be something the Yggdrasil family set up to deal with Servant-level combat power. It consumes a lot of magic power and they wouldn't use it lightly."

The wind elemental spirit, connected to Hall's magic eye, could clearly sense every detail within the castle. Frowning and pondering, it emerged from a secluded spot and hurried away.

With the wind elemental spirit's exploration abilities, it's pointless for the enemy to send out any number of magicians and androids to search for him. Hall can predict the enemy's movements and always manage to avoid the guards and find a way out of the castle.

"Since even the Great Barrier has been activated, the Master of the Yggdrasil family will surely send out Servants to search for me. I cannot be careless."

Having learned from the experience of the last Holy Grail War, Hall did not believe that this Holy Grail War would be completely unchanged. It would be fine if the Servants summoned by the Yggdrasil family were the same as in the original, but none of them had the ability to find themselves.

If not, the one we need to be most wary of is the Assassin; a high level of aura concealment can even prevent wind elemental spirits from detecting them.

Hall left the castle with ease. It was night, and a crescent moon hung high in the sky. Before him lay a landscape of ruins, the crumbling walls covered by lush greenery.

Seemingly calm, yet fraught with danger, invisible magical energy ripples outwards, and any insects or birds that venture here will be annihilated by the intense magical energy.

"From a magician's perspective, this is a rather sophisticated magic trap."

Hall strolled into the grass. Magic was meaningless to Hall's magic eyes. He easily calculated the formula for the magic barrier with a glance, and then invaded its interior to convert it for his own use.

The ripples spreading across the grass automatically bypassed Hall, without alerting the castle's defensive mechanisms.

Yggdomerena Castle is located deep in the mountains, surrounded by a dark and eerie forest where the moonlight is completely blocked by the towering tree canopy, making it pitch black and deep.

Even though he couldn't sense any magic in the forest, Hall frowned, stopped, and stared into the depths of the forest.

It was nighttime, yet not even the sound of insects could be heard, and there was no trace of magic. Only the influence of a Servant could explain it.

The wind elemental spirit entered the forest to explore, but was strangely repelled and quickly weakened and disappeared.

"Although you can fly there, you'll be more easily spotted in the air and become Archer's target. Flying there doesn't necessarily mean you can avoid the forest's anomalies."

After a brief hesitation, Hall stepped into the forest, his body suddenly stiffening, his eyes revealing disbelief and horror.

What affects the forest is not magic, nor barriers, nor even inherent barriers, but rather the foundation of the magical concept of barriers, which is above all of these.

Hall was familiar with this feeling; he had experienced the same sensation when he first entered the Land of Shadows.

This forest became a "world".

absurd!

Creating a world requires at least an A-rank Ground Construction class skill, and places extremely high demands on the Servant themselves.

While Hall was incredulous, something unexpected happened.

Click~ Click~

Numerous skeletons crawled out of the mud, wielding swords and shields, their scarlet eyes fixed on Hall. In the depths of the forest, shadowy white figures floated, their faint murmurs assaulting Hall's consciousness.

They are a collection of the dead and resentment.

Hall finally understood what the world before him truly was.

"The Underworld!"

Then, Hall could only think of one servant who ruled the underworld.

"What's going on? No matter how large the scale of this Holy Grail War is, she's not a Heroic Spirit, she's a goddess. If it's a downgraded summon, she couldn't possibly have the power to sever the world and build the underworld. If it's a possession summon, the Yggdrasil family doesn't have any qualified magicians or homunculus."

Chapter 146 The Divine Shot Cannot Be Hidden Again

The gathering of the dead and resentment posed no threat to Hall; he could easily resolve it with magic. What Hall valued was the meaning behind the phenomenon itself.

The world of the forest is completely different from the real world, and the existence of the undead is similar to a natural phenomenon in this world.

However, the appearance of the dead means that the "underworld" itself is not yet fully completed. The goddess of the underworld's greatest hobby is to imprison the dead in gun prisons. The underworld under her rule will not allow the dead to run rampant.

Hall walked through the deep forest, using the dead as materials to create a magic curtain to conceal his presence and avoid being disturbed by the dead.

"Yogdorirenia Castle is surrounded by the Underworld. To get out or in, one must step into the territory of the Underworld. It has become a world-class fortress. Even Gilgamesh cannot defeat the goddess in the Underworld."

"Fortunately, this is only the beginning of the world. The rules of the underworld are still in an ambiguous state. We can avoid being discovered by being careful."

Walking through the dark forest, Hall was so preoccupied with the presence of the underworld that he didn't notice a figure suddenly appearing in front of him.

It was unclear when or when the slender figure appeared, or even when it approached. Standing in front of Hall, the figure had its left hand behind its back, and its other hand clenched into a fist and pressed against Hall's chest.

"Varied···"

Hall's pupils contracted to pinpoints, a chilling threat of death enveloped his entire body, his heart stopped, and all the magic circuits in his body were instantly activated, covering his entire body.

Without any apparent effort to build up power, the fist lightly touched Hall's body.

boom!

The ground was shattered by the powerful force. Hall felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train traveling at 300 kilometers per hour. His vision blurred, and his body flew dozens of meters backward, crashing into several trees and breaking them. His magical power surged uncontrollably within him.

Servant!

Hall scrambled to his feet, pale-faced, spitting out blood mixed with chunks of internal organs and flesh. His body was covered in dense light patterns, and despite the protection of magic, his chest was still dented from a punch, his magic power continuously being neutralized by a strange energy.

The force of this punch was perfectly controlled, with the power limited to piercing Hall's chest without damaging vital organs.

"As expected, they dispatched Servants to pursue! What was that attack just now? There wasn't even a hint of warning. Assassins, huh!" Hall gasped, pressing his right hand against the wound on his chest with pain. Blue light flashed as Body Transmutation healed his injury.

The Demon Eye surveyed the surroundings, but there was still no sign of the enemy in the Underworld Forest, not even a trace.