Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 313 Breakthrough! The Spear of Death

"Still so taciturn, my dear master."

D'Artagnan chuckled, a wild smile curving his lips, but the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even brighter.

The next second—

Boom! ! ! !
The raging thunder roared like the simultaneous cries of thousands of giant birds, accompanied by a deafening, ethereal whale cry.

As Tartaglia's body rapidly gathered lightning and water elements, a colossal whale, as large as a mountain and entirely formed from abundant water and dazzling lightning, burst forth from the ground beneath his feet.

It swept towards the still-standing Skykirk with overwhelming force, accompanied by surging waves and destructive lightning.

At Silky's signal, Bai Xiuxiu immediately and obediently flew back several hundred meters away, finding a relatively safe broken wall as cover.

She watched the two people who collided in the arena, but a greater question arose in her mind. This senior brother said that their master was taciturn, but she clearly remembered that when Teacher Silky and Senior Snow Emperor were together, although their tone was cold, they did talk quite a bit.

Even when guiding his own practice, his words, though concise, were never as utterly indifferent as they were now.

However, despite her doubts, Bai Xiuxiu didn't find the fact that her master and senior brother had suddenly started fighting particularly strange.

After all, this is the Holy Grail War, and encounters and battles between Servants are the most common occurrence.

She composed herself and began to observe the sudden battle between master and disciple with focused attention.

"Not bad, worth using both my hands for."

Silky's cool voice pierced through the thunder and roar of the water, echoing clearly in the air, and there seemed to be a very faint, almost imperceptible hint of approval in her tone.

“You’ve become stronger, Tartaglia, but… you’re still far from being a real threat to me.”

Before she finished speaking, her figure had already turned into a blurry blue afterimage. Instead of retreating, she took the initiative to meet the roaring, charging thunderous whale.

The ice sword in his hand drew a stunning, icy arc that seemed to freeze space itself.

Tsk-!
The sword light, condensed to its extreme, instantly pierced through the giant whale's massive energy body, ignoring the layers of protective water waves and violent lightning, and precisely stabbed at Dadalia's heart from behind.

This battle between master and disciple, which transcends global boundaries, officially began in the most direct and intense way, right under Bai Xiuxiu's watchful eye.

……

"Piercing! Death Bolg!"

Cú Chulainn let out a wild, low roar, and the ground beneath his feet cracked in response.

Using the explosive recoil, he leaped powerfully into the air, his body resembling a fully drawn bow, exuding a sense of power.

The muscles in his right arm bulged and he held the crimson magic spear tightly behind him. The ancient and mysterious runes on the spear suddenly lit up as if activated by blood, bursting out a terrifying aura of destruction that seemed capable of ending everything!

With the release of his Noble Phantasm's true name, he poured all his power and energy into it and hurled it fiercely at the alluring figure below.

call out--! ! !
A beam of extremely scarlet light instantly tore through the sky, and halfway through its flight, it suddenly split and multiplied as if it had a life of its own, transforming into hundreds of identical demonic spears wrapped in ominous death energy.

They formed a dense, all-encompassing rain of death arrows, carrying a mournful whistle as they indiscriminately and devastatingly carpet-bombed the entire area where Xiao Wu was located.

This is a true anti-military weapon; its wide coverage, strong penetrating power, and violent destructive energy are enough to completely flatten and annihilate an entire vast wasteland.

Even Xiao Wu, a goddess, showed a solemn expression on her beautiful face for the first time.

She was still recovering from her old injuries, her divine body was far from being at its peak, and she had lost the powerful blessing of the Sea God's position. Faced with such a wide-ranging and incredibly powerful saturation attack, she felt an unprecedented sense of difficulty.

Although her injuries had improved considerably with the help of the Holy Spirit Cult, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Divine Power and Honkai Energy still stubbornly lingered in her body. She had to devote a significant portion of her mind and strength to continuously suppressing and dissolving that scorching and domineering alien energy, which made it impossible for her to fight with all her might.

"That's...Mom?!"

In the distance, Tang Wutong, who was drawn by the earth-shattering battle, and the Haotian Sect members beside her all turned their gazes toward it.

When Tang Wutong's gaze clearly caught that figure darting and weaving through the crimson hail of gunfire, she was struck dumb, her beautiful pink-blue eyes widening in disbelief and horror.

As Xiao Wu's biological daughter, the unique resonance deep in her bloodline would never be wrong—that incredibly familiar and affectionate profile, that temperament engraved in the depths of her soul, and that most instinctive throbbing from her bloodline... she was definitely the mother she longed for day and night.

"It really is Sister Xiaowu!!"

Niu Tian and Titan, the two soul beast overlords who had followed Xiao Wu for many years, also stared wide-eyed, their rugged faces filled with shock and excitement.

Although Xiao Wu's appearance and temperament had changed drastically compared to when she ascended to the divine realm ten thousand years ago, they still recognized her at a glance—the figure fiercely battling the servant was none other than their beloved Xiao Wu. "How could this be… how could this be…"

Tang Wutong rubbed her eyes hard, almost unable to believe what she was seeing.

"Why...why did Mom descend to the mortal realm without permission? Where's Dad? And...why is Mom's aura so weak?"

She was able to descend to the mortal realm because she was not a formal deity, but rather a special being with divine bloodline, thus exploiting a loophole in the rules of the divine realm.

But her mother, Xiao Wu, was a genuine deity registered in the divine realm.

Descending to the mortal realm without permission is a serious violation of the laws of the divine realm and a grave offense that will incur punishment from the law-enforcing gods.

What shocked her even more was that Xiao Wu's strength level at this moment was far too weak—so weak that it was completely inconsistent with the rank that a deity should have.

Even though her opponent is an extremely powerful Servant, she is a god.

Even if you need to suppress your power for some reason, you should never fight a Servant so evenly, or be forced to be on high alert by the Servant's Noble Phantasm.

Although Xiao Wu seemed to be in complete control on the surface, even forcing her opponent to use their most powerful hidden treasure, this was completely different from the image of her strong, gentle, and omnipotent mother in her memory.

"What exactly happened in the realm of gods all these years?! What happened to my mother?!"

Tang Wutong, Niu Tian, ​​and Titan could no longer stand still. Countless questions surged from the bottom of their hearts, but at the same time, an indescribable joy of regaining what they had lost also gripped their hearts tightly.

Niu Tian and Titan had not seen Xiao Wu for ten thousand years, and even a fleeting glimpse was enough to make them tremble with excitement.

Although Tang Wutong left the God Realm to train in Douluo Continent when she was young, her deep longing for her mother never ceased. Now, seeing her mother whom she had been longing for day and night, her eyes were already uncontrollably reddening and misty with tears.

"Heh, interesting."

Vita stood quietly beside Tang Wutong, a smile of interest, as if she had discovered a new toy, on her delicate, doll-like face.

Tang Wutong had never hidden her background from her, so she naturally knew that this contractor had parents who were gods.

But a deity who should be residing high in the divine realm not only descended to the mortal world without permission, but also seems to have lost the blessing of his divine position, his strength plummeting to such a state... The story behind this is clearly extraordinary, and it fills people with a desire to explore it.

She observed the two people locked in fierce combat with great interest, especially Xiao Wu's condition, her eyes sparkling with analysis and curiosity.

"Uncle! Uncle! Let's hurry and help Mom!"

Tang Wutong's face was filled with anxiety and worry, her gaze fixed on the area in the distance covered by the crimson rain of gunfire, wishing she could fly over there immediately.

However, before she could finish speaking—

"it is good……!"

Niu Tian and Titan were almost about to nod in agreement, but as soon as the word "okay" left their mouths, their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

A chilling, sharp, and terrifying aura, like a bottomless abyss, suddenly descended from the sky, gripping them and the surrounding space tightly, making them stiff and unable to move an inch, even their soul power circulation became sluggish.

Not only them, but even Vita, who had been calm and composed beside them, raised an eyebrow slightly, a clear look of surprise flashing in her light red eyes—this sudden, sharp aura... she felt it seemed somewhat familiar?

In the instant that thought flashed through his mind...

laugh--!
A strangely shaped holy spear, wreathed in black and white spiraling flames, appeared out of thin air in front of Vita like a shooting star tearing through the night sky, traversing hundreds of meters in an instant with a piercing shriek.

The icy glint of the spear tip almost pierced her light red pupils!
"Oh, it's an 'acquaintance'."

Vita instantly recognized the holy lance and the aura of its owner. The playful smile on her face deepened, but her physical reaction was even more honest and decisive than her words.

With a light tap of her toes, her petite body floated backward as if weightless, her movements elegant and composed, narrowly avoiding the Holy Lance's incomparably sharp edge.

"boom!!"

The Holy Lance slammed heavily into the ground where she had just stood, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.

The earth undulated violently like waves, and the surrounding rubble and broken walls were shaken into the sky, filling the air with smoke and dust.

A golden figure descended from the sky like a god of war, precisely grasped the handle of the holy spear stuck in the ground, and swiftly pulled it out.

(End of this chapter)