In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Their battle lacked earth-shattering power and the terrifying oppressive feeling of before; it was merely a display of fists conveying their inner emotions and wills. Roman could also see that after abandoning his physical body, Goetia's existence began to fade, the constant dissipation of his form being the best proof. This meant that Goetia was truly fighting with the intention of completely disappearing.

Seeing this, Smoke Mirror stroked his chin with interest and said, "The Beast of Compassion has actually weakened on its own initiative, abandoning all unfair factors to seek answers? Interesting... Although I don't know what happened, it does seem like a qualified warrior. However—even so, this planet and human history that you have harmed still hate you, and you actually want me to kill you now."

He watched as Getia spoke in an almost mocking tone, then took a few steps forward.

Swish!

But the next moment, Gilgamesh lowered one hand and placed a golden Uruk axe in front of him, indicating that the path was blocked.

Wang Hassan also lightly swung his sword, cutting a boundary in front of the smoke mirror, and said: "...Otherworldly gods, the battle of mutual enlightenment must not be disturbed."

“Hey, I also advise you, even if you want to kill Gaetia, now is not the time to end it. Even the will of Gaia and Alaya cannot stop this battle. Letting it continue is the right thing to do. If you force interference, it will only make the steadily improving situation worse.” Gilgamesh also expressed his thoughts at this time.

"Can't I go and disturb them?"

Seeing their attitude, Smoke Mirror wasn't annoyed, just a little helpless. He scratched his head and said, "What are you thinking? Of course I won't interfere with such a battle. For true warriors, and for such a battle, how could I possibly spoil the fun by ruining it? Even the will of a planet or anything else has no right to disrupt such a battle. The reason I walked forward was simply to get a clearer view."

Although Gaia and Alaya had been urging King Hassan and Smoke Mirror to act quickly from the very beginning, neither of them were slaves to the planet's will and naturally had their own ideas, so they read the messages but did not reply.

Here, I stand as a witness to this battle, observing the fight between the two.

With two Grand Masters as witnesses, this battle was certainly a spectacle for all to see. No, if you include the Grand Master who practically crawled into the screen, there should be three Grand Masters here.

"You who have lost your Grand Spirit Origin and completely denied yourself, even if we fight hand-to-hand, I will absolutely not lose!"

Goetia threw a punch, stared at Rowe, and let out a shout. He had seen through Rowe's true intentions.

Furthermore, the followers, the heroic spirits, are by no means gods.

He possessed a human body, but one freed from its original sin. He was undergoing a transformation, evolving from a human who had shed his original sin to a saint, and then from a saint to a god. This god was not some deity within a pantheon like Ishtar, but a unique and supreme being. To achieve this already surpassed Solomon, whose life was controlled by a god. Even Goetia had to admire Lovi's current state, regardless of whether he was truly Solomon. However, the transformation was still incomplete; he wasn't even a half-finished product. He had clearly not completed the trials required of a saint, the final step to becoming a god—the correct ritual, or rather, the correct path—he had not yet completed. Therefore, he would absolutely not lose to Lovi.

"Since you want to decide the outcome this way, then I'll grant your wish! I will defeat you! Then I will learn the whole truth and prove to you and to everyone that I am right! I will rebuild the origin and use your power to create a new Genesis!!"

Goetia's fists were covered in lightning, and his speed reached its limit. At this moment, he had abandoned his feelings for Solomon and all his aspirations. He would no longer be swayed by his emotions. At this moment, he only wanted to get the answer and then prove everything.

boom!

A heavy and violent sound rang out, and Goetia suddenly pushed off with his feet, his body rushing towards Luo Wei like a golden lightning bolt. His speed was so fast that he was like a flashing streak of light, almost traversing space, and appeared in front of Luo Wei. Then, his strong golden arm, like a meteor, slammed directly towards Luo Wei's face, intending to use this punch to decide the outcome.

"Senior Luo Wei—!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was standing nearby, shouted nervously.

The others clenched their fists at that moment. Even Gilgamesh was startled by Goetia's almost illogical punch, since even his clairvoyance couldn't see the trajectory of the punch. At the same time, he couldn't help but think to himself that it was, after all, a legendary beast of calamity. Even if it had abandoned the body that belonged to Solomon, its power was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"I'm going in, Goetia."

At this moment, Luo Wei made his move. His fair but scarred hands slowly rose and then gently slapped against the fist that Goetia had thrown.

Seeing this, Goetia couldn't help but sneer, "At such a slow speed, you can still touch it..."

However, before he could finish speaking, two sharp "snap!" sounds rang out, and then Goetia's barrage of fist shadows vanished instantly, his two dark arms now held captive by Rowe's slender, long hands.

"No, that's impossible! It doesn't make sense! You, you—!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Goetia was utterly shocked. "How could such slow hands possibly stop me, a being beyond the stars?"

“It’s simple. I know Solomon’s boxing and Jacob’s hands and feet, don’t I? And I use them more skillfully than you… Goetia.”

Then, Loewe continued with a smile, saying to him, "You and I are the same type of stand-in."

"—!!"

Upon hearing this, Getia abruptly looked up. He saw Rowe's calm eyes, as still and pure as Solomon's in the past, but no longer as cold as before; instead, they held other emotions. He saw in those eyes...

--Own!!

A Goetia who looked exactly like him.

"No, no, it can't be... What's wrong with these eyes? You can't be Solomon, right? You can't be Solomon!"

Goetia shouted frantically as if denying something, but before he could finish speaking, he received a reply.

“Yes, I am just myself, not Solomon, and you are yourself, Goetia, not a shadow of Solomon.”

"No, this tone, these words, there's no mistake, you are him!"

Upon receiving this reply, Goetia became even more agitated, even starting to ramble incoherently. He clearly did not want to believe Rowe's answer. In his eyes, this figure had already overlapped with Solomon. Although there were differences, they were both equally calm, and he could not bring himself to dislike them.

Enraged, he began to unleash the power of this spirit body to launch an attack. The golden light spots on his body dissipated even faster, and magic surged forth continuously.

Upon seeing this, Dr. Roman clenched his fist, his eyes filled with a complex expression.

“Goetia…”

Lo Wei also murmured softly.

At this moment, Goetia's true form has detached from its container and is an energy body. Even if left unattended, it will gradually dissipate. Not to mention that it is recklessly burning its life energy for the sake of victory. With such recklessness, it will probably not last long before it completely dissipates.

"Let's settle this once and for all, Solomon!!!"

Goetia didn't care about his own demise. He roared and charged forward, throwing another fierce punch with the force of wind and thunder, aimed at Rovi's face.

However, just as Goetia's punch was about to make contact, Rowe slightly raised his hand, as if he had already seen through the strength of Goetia's punch. He gently supported Goetia's arm with one hand, and then, as if he had turned on some kind of switch, he used his other hand and both feet to guide Goetia's power downwards, and finally even used the inertia to throw his body out.

"boom!!"

Goetia staggered and fell to the ground.

Damn it!

Seeing his decisive punch neutralized so easily, and feeling humiliated, Goetia found it even harder to accept. He quickly rolled to his feet and immediately raised his leg to kick Lowe in the abdomen, the fierce attack whistling through the air. However, Lowe seemed to have anticipated his move; with a light tap of his fingertips, he had already gripped Goetia's knee joint and pulled it outwards. Using Goetia's own powerful strength, he actually dislocated the joint, and a crisp "crack" was heard. A wave of excruciating pain washed over Goetia's entire body.

Seizing the opportunity, Lowe lunged forward again, closing the distance between himself and Getia. He grabbed Getia's ribs with one hand and placed his other hand on his abdomen without anyone noticing. Then, using his waist strength, he once again threw Getia off his back.

With a loud crash, Geitiana's body was slammed to the ground once again.

"Then, what is that...?"

Seeing such amazing wrestling skills, the Heroic Spirits present couldn't help but be amazed. Even Artoria, who was taking care of Tiamat, couldn't help but turn around and watch with great interest.

Meanwhile, Goetia, who had been thrown to the ground again, was even more enraged. This time, his punches were even faster and more powerful, so fast that they left afterimages. Even Rowe couldn't continue to use the same method to block the attack.

"I can't see anything at all."

Seeing this, Nitocris couldn't help but worry, but unfortunately, she couldn't see the battle situation clearly, so she could only ask Black Gunner and Artoria, who were watching with great interest.

“What’s the situation now?” Nitocris asked.

“Goetia has the upper hand,” both Artorias replied in unison.

"???"

Upon hearing this, Nitocris looked puzzled. "Don't you all like Lord Lovi the most?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Artoria asked, equally puzzled.

Nitocris raised her hand, pointed at Artoria, and asked, "Since Gettyash has the upper hand, why are you all smiling? Aren't you worried about Lord Lovi?"

"I'm not worried."

Upon hearing this, the two smiled and then shook their heads in unison.

"why?"

Artoria turned her head, her holy blue eyes gazing softly at the slender figure still locked in combat with Goetia, and said gently, "Because the one who will win will surely be Lord Lovi!"

The tone was soft, yet firm!

"—There's a flaw, Solomon!"

With a roar, Goetia sprinted to the side, appearing behind Luo Wei. His fist, brimming with terrifying power and icy killing intent, slammed mercilessly toward Luo Wei's head.

"Die, Solomon! Aaaaaaahh ...

Goetia stood crouched, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and continued to unleash his fists, powerful enough to shatter the earth. The speed of his punches had surpassed all records, and countless fist shadows flashed in the air, falling like a meteor shower.

Hearing the whooshing sound behind him and the rain of fists like a meteor shower, Luo Wei sighed, "Goetia, it seems that you have been lost in the power of the Demon God Pillar for too long... Let me teach you how to use this power."

Then, he clenched his fist, turned around abruptly, and threw a punch with such speed that it was as if he had transformed into an asteroid falling from the sky, instantly filling the air with countless fist shadows.

The fist shadows, each a different color from the other's, clashed rapidly, each punch landing with tremendous force, producing a series of "thump thump thump" sounds in an instant, incredibly intense, like the constant collision of asteroids.

With each collision, a terrifying pressure emanated from the clash of their fists, causing the ground beneath them to crack like a spiderweb!

"Crack crack crack—!!"

The wind pressure generated by countless intersecting fists was as cold as thunder, creating a huge storm. The surrounding earth cracked rapidly, and huge rocks shot into the sky! The terrifying power that erupted almost blew Fujimaru Ritsuka, an ordinary person, away and spiraled into the sky.

And that's what the two of them called wrestling.

Seeing such intense close combat, the onlookers were so shocked that their jaws dropped and they were completely stunned.

"This...this kid actually has this skill? Wasn't he supposed to have fused with the Magic King's legacy? He seems more like a boxing champion!"

"Are you kidding me...? This is the power that a Caster and a human can unleash? Are you sure this isn't a Berserker or some other humanoid monster?"

"This kind of martial art..."

Scáthach watched with delight as Lovi clashed with Goetia.

She could see that this was not a pure clash of strength, but a combination of power and technique, a style of boxing that originated from the Magic King or something even higher.

Seemingly ordinary, yet reaching the pinnacle of skill, every movement and every bit of magic was used to its fullest potential.

Moreover, Luo Wei's current condition is...

The ultimate realm?

"--Onore, Onore, Onore!!"

Unlike Lovi, who always seemed to have it all under control, Goetia's momentum, or rather, his magic, was visibly declining. This is what is meant by "one effort, then decline, and finally exhaustion."

His body was like a candle, growing weaker and weaker with each use. Although he used his willpower to increase his speed, his strength had also become much weaker.

--boom!

After a fierce exchange, a sound suddenly rang out. A powerful iron fist landed squarely on Luo Wei's face. This unexpected sensation delighted Goetia, who shouted with joy.

"You've fallen for it, Solomon! Looks like you can't keep up with me anymore... Ah?!"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Wei, who had been knocked back and coughed up blood, raised his head and smiled at Goetia.

Goetia was startled and quickly grabbed Rowe's arms to stop him from throwing more punches and control his retreat, hoping to gain the upper hand. However, he didn't expect Rowe to anticipate his move and headbutt him. With a loud bang, Goetia's head was smashed, making him see stars and stagger back several steps. He even loosened his grip on Rowe's arms and let out an uncontrollable roar.

"Onore! Solomon!!"

Finally, he shook his head, stopped walking, and hurriedly searched for Luo Wei's whereabouts, but the figure had already disappeared before his eyes.