In Type-Moon, people create a magic family lineage

The Ten Precepts can deny the "effect," but they cannot deny the "cause" that produces that "effect."

He can invalidate it with his superior power, but he can never directly and fundamentally erase it—he can only deal with it after it is released.

That turned into a pure war of attrition—

The torrent of magic continued to expand during the stalemate, and the space could no longer withstand the collision of the two peak mystical forces, beginning to emit a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

However, Lu Kang did not place all his hopes on magic as a countermeasure.

As the magical radiance shone again, his figure vanished from the spot—the magical radiance did not press down on Solomon himself, but rather enveloped and covered him.

It is not an offensive technique, but a magic used to strengthen one's own physique.

In an instant, a thousand layers.

To sculpt a physique that is almost divine!

The boundless arsenal of martial arts is now in full operation!

There are no fancy footwork techniques, only the most efficient dashes.

Every step, every muscle exertion, is precisely calculated by the divine mind.

This is the pure speed that is displayed after disassembling all the footwork of all races—the lightness of fairy footwork, the explosiveness of beast weaponry, and the steadiness of giant combat techniques—and extracting that one unique "engineering formula"!

Solomon, being a magician, was weak in physical combat.

From the very beginning, Lu Kang never imagined that he could compete with Solomon, who could nullify all magic—at least not yet.

He hasn't built up enough mystery around him yet.

Even if they try their best, they may only be able to barely fight back and protect themselves.

Comparatively speaking, although the skill of the armory is far inferior to that of the triple loop and the King of Magic, it is more likely to produce surprising results when facing an opponent like the King of Magic.

Faced with this sudden closing of the distance, Solomon simply raised his hand calmly.

He began to chant.

The lengthy chanting, despite being clearly categorized as a high-speed chanting technique, used only a very short number of syllables.

Immediately, nine halos of light appeared behind him, condensing into a small halo.

Upon witnessing this scene, Lu Kang's pupils constricted slightly, and he couldn't help but think to himself, "This guy is really outrageous."

He also thought to himself that it was truly exaggerated that Solomon, in his normal state, possessed such a level of 'magic'.

As heroes or kings in human history recorded by the world, even if they are the same individual, there will be mysterious differences in scale due to the size of the 'spiritual origin' that carries their existence—and at least, in Lu Kang's perception, the King Solomon in front of him, strictly speaking, is not much larger than himself.

He is by no means the strongest in his Heroic Spirit form—he does not possess the 'Grand' Spirit Origin, which is higher than that of ordinary Servants.

However, it seems that even so, the spiritual foundation that Alaya can provide for it is still quite high.

Theoretically speaking, it should be the closest to the superior position below the crown position.

At this moment, the oppressive force displayed by the King of Magic was even more overwhelming. Lu Kang also knew about the 'Theory of Light' that he had just condensed—in the future of the world, in a world that affected the entire timeline, someone had used it to burn away human reason and gather the Theory of Light, which was able to penetrate even planets.

King Solomon at the moment has not yet displayed that level of magical power.

But the nine strands that coalesced in an instant were already terrifying.

It should be noted that each of these rays contains an attack power comparable to that of Artoria's Star Sword when not fighting extraterrestrial enemies.

At this moment, they intertwined to form an impenetrable barrier of light, standing in front of Lu Kang.

This is absolute defense.

Lu Kang inhales and exhales.

After a moment of astonishment—he simply ignored it.

His body suddenly sank as he hurtled forward at high speed, gliding in a manner that defies the laws of physics.

His hunting skills, derived from dragons, allowed him to leap up close to the ground.

The Roman sword of war, enhanced with true ether, appeared in his hand in an instant and was drawn. The Roman sword of war, formed by three-colored spirals, was already extremely sharp, and at this moment it directly transformed into the most deadly weapon.

Instead of confronting the barrier of light head-on, he thrust his sword into the barely perceptible gap between the rays of light—

Theoretically, the beam of light travels at an extremely high speed and should not have any gaps.

But it is precisely because it is always in motion.

Therefore, there can be a momentary separation between movements.

Only then will there be a crack for a fleeting moment.

This is the only gap that only Lu Kang's divine thoughts could capture.

boom--!

The light barrier trembled violently, and Lu Kang's sword tip, like a wedge, forcibly tore open a gap.

A flicker of surprise crossed Solomon's golden eyes.

He never expected that someone could see through and break through his Noble Phantasm's defenses with pure martial skills.

Lu Kang's figure flashed through the gap, his sword aimed straight at the Magic King's throat.

In the blink of an eye, the sword's momentum changed once again.

It is no longer the ferocity of a dragon, but the precision and restraint honed through countless trials by human swordsmen.

All the raging power converges at the tip of the sword, solely for the purpose of achieving the purest "penetration".

However, Solomon was, after all, the king who stood at the pinnacle of magic.

He didn't move, but chanted another syllable, and the phantom of the demon god suddenly stood up in front of him—transforming into a roaring maw as deep as an abyss.

That is the ultimate application of summoning magic, instantly summoning scattered spirits and transforming their existence into protection, manifesting as one of the seventy-two demon god spells he created.

The so-called Demon God Pillar is not actually a pillar; the pillar is merely used to describe its size. Its essence is a spell, and its manifestation is a different form of 'fictional demon god'.

Ding!

The sword tip struck the demon god's gaping maw, but immediately produced a crisp sound—the demon god's roaring sound waves overlapped, forming an invisible giant shield.

Lu Kang felt a tremendous repulsive force coming from him, and his momentum was forcibly stopped.

This brief pause was the moment for Solomon to strike back.

"—Witness my power."

He chanted softly, and in an instant, not only in front of him, but also behind him, more demonic pillars appeared—not seventy-two, but a full eight—which, together with the demonic pillars in front of him, formed a total of nine demonic pillars, and together they roared in resonance.

Although there were only nine, Lu Kang could sense that they all possessed specifications at least close to the level of gods, and were the highest-level demon god pillars that Solomon could command under a non-crown spirit base—and also the most numerous.

Under King Solomon's personal command, they worked together to produce a combined version of the spell, resulting in a final outcome where one plus one is far greater than two, directly comparable to the supreme deities.

A massive amount of magical power converged, distorting the entire space under its oppressive force.

An unprecedented pressure enveloped Lu Kang.

This pressure acts not only on the body, but also on the space in which he exists.

Although it could not interfere with the absolute triple cycle formed inside, it seemed to temporarily imprison Lu Kang in a constantly compressing spacetime.

This spacetime is more like a ephemeral 'magic base'.

It stores mystery, solidifies all things, and suppresses everything!

This is the true power of the Magic King, the absolute authority to control and create all the foundations of magic.

"Not bad pressure..."

Lu Kang himself was not suppressed; instead, his eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

"...Just the right amount of pressure!"

This is exactly what he needs!

We need that chivalrous spirit—the spirit of wielding a sword against a desperate situation, knowing it's impossible yet still doing it!

This was enough to shake his foundation and make him feel the external pressure to the "limit"!

This is similar to the previous confrontation with Vortigern's compressed dragon body.

Generally the same.

The boundless arsenal of martial arts is operating beyond its limits at this moment!

His already unique and boundless martial arts, in that instant, seemed to be breaking free from its cage and the constraints of the internal circuitry of his divine thought.

He inhales and exhales here.

He brought it up again here!

Boom!

The explosive true etheric magic was released from within the body.

An unprecedented sound.

It was also seen that, under the operation of the divine thought, the invisible crown that had already condensed into form finally emerged from it.

And at almost the same moment.

At the same time, the crown called 'Metatron' that existed deep within Lu Kang's soul shone brightly.

Amidst the humming and rustling of paper, a faint, overlapping light, resembling that of a divine crown, appeared, shrouding the martial crown that was about to be detached.

They gave it a real, 'angelic' form!

Yes.

The Crown of Metatron possesses the power to transform all things into angels.

And it is precisely the final step for Lu Kang to forge the crown of martial arts.

It is both a martial crown.

She is also an angel.

Om-!

A crown constructed of pure radiance suddenly appeared deep within Lu Kang's soul.

It further highlights the light spots in reality.

It has no physical form, yet it is stronger than any metal in the world.

It seems to be woven from the traces of countless battles, and each flash reflects the ultimate in martial arts.

This is the warrior's attire that Lu Kang has finally completed, based on himself and after many years, under the witness of the Magic King.

"—The Crown of Martial Arts, Archangel Michael!"

The moment the crown was completed, all the pressure from Solomon on Lu Kang vanished.

He didn't charge forward again, but calmly swung his sword forward.

This sword strike was just like before.

All martial arts, all skills, and all combat philosophies are perfectly integrated into this simple swing.

But beyond that.

Even more so, there is that 'principle of martial arts' that can even sever time and space!

What is 'reason'?

In layman's terms, it refers to the absolute 'cognition' of the world that originates from oneself.

Just as the essence of human reasoning is the human race's understanding of the world, divine reasoning is the gods' 'transformation' of the world.

Lu Kang's "martial theory" is both comprehensive and empty.

For people, and even more so for emptiness!

Although it still falls within the scope of martial arts, it has simultaneously reached the level of 'secret sword'—a more efficient manifestation of slashing at the same height but in a different direction than martial arts.

It is a further manifestation of the 'Swallow Return' technique, which Lu Kang once tried to imitate, and which is the Far East Sword Saint's mastery.

At this moment, with the condensation of the Martial Crown and Lu Kang's further breakthrough, it finally came into being.

It addresses the problem from a specific point, making it more targeted.

The protective barrier formed by the demonic pillars in front of Solomon was easily sliced ​​through like paper before this "reason".