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

Chapter 322 Cú Chulainn's Defeat

Cú Chulainn's lips twitched uncontrollably. He glanced helplessly at the still bloody and shocking wound on Xiao Wu's chest, feeling the increasingly strong fluctuations of divine power, and could only offer a bitter smile.

Why is he always so unlucky, running into such absurd opponents whose Noble Phantasm is completely incompatible with his?!
Before he could react.

boom! ! ! !

A divine power far exceeding anything before, so violent it could tear the sky and the earth apart, erupted suddenly from Xiao Wu's seemingly slender body like an erupting underwater volcano.

Her left hand, gripping the demonic spear, suddenly erupted with a dazzling azure light, forcefully fixing the scarlet demonic spear within her body. Using this as a fulcrum, she instantly moved closer.

His right fist clenched tightly, a vast divine power gathered on it, as if dragging an entire ocean of rage, and in the simplest and most brutal way, yet impossible to dodge, it slammed heavily into the center of Cú Chulainn's chest.

"puff--!!!!!"

Cú Chulainn felt an irresistible force slam into his body, as if he had been struck head-on by a falling star.

His resilient servant body's chest instantly and terrifyingly collapsed at a visible speed, the sound of bones shattering echoing like popping beans.

Blood mixed with fragments of shattered internal organs gushed from his mouth like a fountain.

He was like a stone thrown with all his might, or a kite with a broken string, flying backwards completely out of control.

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
His body crashed through several massive, already dilapidated buildings behind him, the terrifying kinetic energy showing no signs of diminishing, and then carved a massive, bottomless trench a kilometer long into the ground.

Everything along the way, whether bricks, steel, or the remains of soul tools, was ground into the finest powder by the terrifying power that carried him.

Finally, with a deep, earth-shaking thud, he crashed hard into a massive, exceptionally solid foundation wall, barely managing to stop his retreat.

In an instant, smoke and dust billowed into the sky, completely enveloping the area.

Cú Chulainn was embedded in the cracked wall, barely able to move. Every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain and copious amounts of blood foam, clearly indicating that he was in a state of extreme injury.

I forgot to mention that, in addition to possessing the heaven-defying luck that can distort fate, another means of restraining the reversal of cause and effect is to possess a powerful vitality that far exceeds common sense, allowing one to remain alive even if their heart is pierced.

Xiao Wu coldly gazed in the direction of the dust cloud kicked up by Cú Chulainn's fall, slowly loosened her left hand from the gun, and then suddenly exerted force with her right hand, actually pulling the scarlet demonic gun out of her chest.

The moment the spear tip left the body, it did not draw out more blood. Instead, a powerful yet gentle azure divine power flowed over the hideous, penetrating wound.

The next moment, a miracle happened—the terrible wound that would have killed any mortal or even a titled Douluo instantly began to wriggle and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flowing blood quickly stopped, and the exposed tissues and bones were rapidly reconstructed by divine power. In just a few breaths, only a faint pink scar remained at the wound site. This scar was quickly and completely erased under the surging flow of divine power, leaving the skin smooth as before, as if it had never been injured.

As a true deity possessing a divine core, her life form has long since broken free from the inherent constraints of the human and even ordinary supernatural beings that the heart is the vital organ.

The natural laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death are almost ineffective for her. A pierced heart may cause intense pain and temporary energy disturbance, but it is by no means a fatal wound that can end her life.

As long as her divine core remains intact and her divine power is not completely depleted, she can use her powerful divine power to repair her divine body almost infinitely and rapidly, making her virtually immortal in a certain sense.

So, in a sense, Cú Chulainn really chose the wrong opponent this time.

His Noble Phantasm, which made him famous and struck fear into the hearts of countless heroes, could be invincible against mortals and ordinary Servants, making it a sure-kill trump card.

However, once it encounters a true deity like Xiao Wu, whose level of life is completely beyond the mortal realm and whose form of existence is different, its core lethal mechanism becomes a completely ineffective attack.

After all, when the heart is pierced—this forcibly fixed "effect"—it cannot bring about the final outcome of death. The so-called reversal of cause and effect is nothing more than adding a wound to the other party that can be repaired with a little divine power, which is meaningless.

Xiao Wu casually flicked the demonic spear in her hand, which still emitted an ominous red light. The divine blood stained the spear was instantly shaken off and evaporated by the flowing azure divine power.

Vast divine light flickered and flowed around her like breath, rapidly repairing all the minor damage and depletion caused in the previous battle.

She once again cast her cold gaze upon the ruins of the ravine where Cú Chulainn had fallen, her eyes still devoid of any emotion.

Despite her amnesia, she may not remember the specifics of her past grievances and identity, but she instinctively retains the absolute pride of a deity that cannot be offended. To be injured in such a bizarre way by a mere servant, even if she recovers quickly, is a great blasphemy to her, and she will naturally not let the other party off easily.

In the distance, the demonic spear reappeared. Cú Chulainn, struggling to prop himself up and coughing violently, suddenly felt that icy gaze, as cold as eternal ice, locking onto him once more, and couldn't help but shiver.

He clutched his completely collapsed chest, which was throbbing with excruciating pain, coughing up copious amounts of blood and foam, and revealed an extremely bitter smile.

"This time... we've really bitten off more than we can chew, this is a huge problem..."

He thought he had the victory in his grasp thanks to the characteristics of his Noble Phantasm, but he never expected that his opponent didn't care at all about the fatal injury of having his heart pierced, which would be fatal to most creatures.

It seems that this battle, which was thought to be coming to an end, is not only not over, but is about to enter a more difficult and dangerous phase for him.

"Die!"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, and the surging azure divine power around her suddenly surged like a boiling ocean.

She vaguely sensed several extremely powerful energy fluctuations emanating from Huo Yuhao's location, fluctuations that even made her feel a little uneasy. She couldn't help but feel a sense of indescribable worry and just wanted to eliminate her opponent as soon as possible and go check on the situation.

At the same time, she was also annoyed by her inexplicable momentary daze—as if something extremely important and terrible was happening or about to happen. The anxiety of being unable to decide or control it made her inexplicably angry, and the troublesome gunman in front of her became the perfect target for her to vent this inexplicable anger.

"Tsk, are they going to be forced out of the game like this?"

Cú Chulainn smacked his lips, his mouth stained with blood and foam, a strong sense of resentment and regret flashing in his eyes.

He hadn't had enough of fighting with the other powerful figures in this strange world, nor had he enjoyed the fresh passion and extreme excitement brought by this cross-world battle. He didn't want to leave in such a frustrating and embarrassing way.

If it weren't for the combat continuation skill forcibly keeping him alive and preventing his core from immediately dissipating, that punch containing divine power would probably have been enough to completely deprive him of all mobility, or even force him to leave the battlefield.

He knew very well that he had reached his limit.

Neither the extent of his physical damage nor his remaining strength was sufficient to sustain him in a high-intensity battle with Xiao Wu.

He had no chance of stopping Xiao Wu's enraged attack in the slightest.

If his true form were here, he might be able to find another way to survive by relying on the almost omnipotent primordial rune magic he possesses, or even try to reverse the course of the battle.

However, what he has now descended upon is merely a memory summoned by the Holy Grail War, whose power and abilities are mainly based on the Lancer class Servant template, and even the power and diversity of rune magic are greatly reduced.

Not to mention, being in this strange world with completely different rules, it's unknown how effective Rune Magic, a magic system rooted in the rules of another world, can still be.

It's like a tiger, the king of beasts, who once roamed the mountains and forests, suddenly falling into the boundless deep sea. Leaving aside whether it can defeat the overlord of the deep sea, it would be a miracle if it didn't drown in the vast ocean.

Once a giant whale that dominates the ocean is forced to come ashore, it will only become a helpless prey. Dramatic changes in the environment are enough to greatly diminish the power of any strong creature, or even cause it to lose its foothold.

Different universes have completely different underlying rules and power systems.

Cú Chulainn, at this moment, was deeply experiencing the disadvantages brought about by this unfamiliar environment.

Even minute differences in fundamental physical constants such as gravitational constant, speed of light limit, or energy conversion efficiency could render a super-technological weapon that could easily destroy galaxies in one universe a pile of unusable or even structurally unstable scrap metal in another.

This is why the Black Tower of the Genius Club #83, after being summoned to this universe by Lu Jingming, did not rush to immediately reproduce those cosmic-level strategic technological creations that were considered miracles in her original universe.

The limitations of basic materials are secondary; after all, with the Black Tower's capabilities, it can always find substitutes or synthesis methods. The more fundamental and intractable issue is the subtle difference between the underlying physical rules of the two universes.

The groundbreaking knowledge and technological blueprints she brought must undergo adaptive modifications and reconstructions to fit local customs in order to be effective and exert their intended power under the rules of this world.

Therefore, for most of the time after the Black Tower descended, he was actually immersed in analyzing and modeling the underlying rules of this Douluo Universe.

Occasionally, when she felt like it, she would casually study the local soul tool technology. Her purpose was by no means to imitate it, but rather to understand and master the unique physical laws and energy operation logic of this world more quickly and intuitively.

(End of this chapter)