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The divine spear swirled behind him like a hurricane, his body transformed into a sharp sword tearing through the earth and trampling warriors, charging toward Cú Chulainn, whose eyes were bloodshot, atop the high hill.

In an instant, hundreds of meters flashed by and appeared before our eyes.

Cú Chulainn pulled the demonic spear from the enemy's chest, raised his blood-red eyes, and swept the spear horizontally.

"Qiang——!!"

Amidst the sharp clanging of metal, a terrifying storm exploded from the core of the collision, splitting the earth and tearing apart the clouds.

Boom.

The gleaming silver gun flew out of his hand and embedded itself in the distant forest of swords wielded by the remaining soldiers.

The terrifying recoil sent the provocative berserker's feet plunging into the ground, propelling him a hundred meters and carving a deep trench in the earth. His internal organs were injured, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't care at all. He pulled the greatsword from the corpse on the ground and swung it at the corpse, laughing wildly and bloodthirstyly: "That's it, that's it, Cú Chulainn, this is the nobility of your bloodline, the value of your existence."

The strongest and most bloodthirsty unparalleled warrior!

On the high hill.

The dim sunlight of sunset casts a hazy, yellowish shadow over Cú Chulainn.

"You killed my brothers, you killed my comrades, just for this?"

He drew out the holy spear from one side and held it horizontally.

"Qiang!"

In the terrifying clash, visible shockwaves spread silently.

As if subjected to some terrifying pressure, the ground trembled violently for hundreds of meters.

"Hahaha, isn't that enough?"

The soldier laughed maniacally.

The two exerted their power simultaneously, causing the surrounding earth to rise layer by layer, even surpassing the high hill, forming a heavenly wall that surrounded them. Then, it shattered with a deafening roar, turning into dust in a terrifying shockwave.

"Then, I'll grant your wish..."

With a swift movement, he swept the warrior hundreds of meters away. Cú Chulainn raised his crimson magic spear, his muscles bulging, and hurled it.

Without a sound, the demonic spear vanished in a flash of red light.

"As expected... so powerful, Father..."

boom.

The helmet shattered, revealing a young, even somewhat familiar face and blue hair.

The young soldier stared blankly at the bloody hole in his heart, forcing out a twisted smile.

"You...what, what did you call me?"

Cú Chulainn's pupils contracted.

The one who killed his relatives and friends...

"Of course it's my father, the father I admire and look forward to the most."

Blood gushed forth, and the young warrior laughed maniacally, "Don't you understand when you see this blood? I inherit your bloodthirsty bloodline from Luger, the God of Light..."

The rain was falling softly.

The man stared blankly at his son, who was slowly dying in a pool of blood. An ominous black aura swirled around him, and his eyes were completely filled with crimson.

next moment.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Completely driven by a bloodthirsty impulse, the mad king charged into the enemy ranks.

Slaughter, slaughter, endless slaughter.

At the end of the road lay a mountain of corpses.

To deal with ten thousand armies, to face all things, to drive out ten thousand people.

In the midst of the battle, there was no room for intervention.

Lovers, comrades, children, even kings—none of them are needed.

Always aloof, always the strongest, always victorious.

Sing praises to the strongest, take pride in the strongest, and let the strongest be renowned throughout the world.

His name is Cú Chulainn.

He is the strongest warrior in Ulster.

"Is this the scene where Cú Chulainn transforms into a berserker? As expected, the Berserker-class Cú Chulainn is the strongest."

Rosser sighed.

He didn't linger there long; his perspective continued to rise, and this seemingly infinite region gradually collapsed into a shimmering, colorful bubble.

Seven or eight of these bubbles floated in the scarlet vortex.

Rother looked at the tape that belonged to him, or rather, the Throne of Heroes.

Chaos, nothingness, boundless, filled with ominous blood mist—it was clearly not a good thing.

There's nothing we can do about it, since he altered it using the Yellow Springs dimension of the main world.

Just as it takes n billion Heavenly Dao Jade to conjure a virtual universe, it only takes 30 million to replicate a cosmic rule and let it naturally generate an illusion.

After all, it's easy to copy directly, but to materialize it would require countless amounts of energy—the energy of an entire universe.

However, directly altering existing things consumes very little, let alone secretly enclosing a piece of land.

The Yellow Springs Dimension is actually equivalent to the spiritual layer of the main universe. It was born from source matter, probably at the level of "reason". All evil spirits came from there.

Including the evil spirit that envelops the real solar system. (See Zili)

Currently, within this vortex that he has taken control of, there are only seven or eight bubbles that constantly repeat various bizarre and dreamlike images, which are the records of seven or eight heroic spirits.

These belong to the departed Servants such as Cú Chulainn, Archer (Red Archer), Kyo Kusanagi, and Diarmuid.

No way, no one would think he'd just let them run away without taking a cut, right?

"It may look shabby, but little by little, it adds up."

Rosser nodded in satisfaction.

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"But I have to say the Type-Moon system is really bloated. It has added more than 100,000 rune structures, more than 10,000 law runes, and the divine authority is so numerous that it's a chaotic mess... No wonder it's a world view that plays with concepts."

Rosser sighed, his cheeks cracked like porcelain and cracks appearing all over his body.

Through the cracks on its surface, one can vaguely see an indescribable, chaotic surge that would instantly reduce one's sanity to zero with just a glance.

no way.

After being integrated with the Type-Moon system, the advancements in powers and law runes were too great, and too complex and chaotic, causing even the outer human skin to be unable to withstand them.

If it were someone else, it would have dissipated into an indescribable mass of starlight, or layers upon layers of halos, wheels covered in eyes, or churning chaotic smog.

Then he loses himself and becomes a blind and foolish chaotic evil god, after all, it's only been two months since his cheat ability awakened.

But for him, it's nothing. Laughable. Given his mental state, going crazy would be like a mental massage. He wouldn't go crazy; in fact, he'd become much more lucid.

"However, as long as I give up my outer skin, I can even fight against a main god with a true body, right?"

After all, as the world is embedded in the Moon, it is absorbing nutrients like a cancer cell, growing constantly.

Although the power is not as strong as the power of the main god, the dense array of divine powers in the chaos can still make a sound when they hit.

Feeling the exhilarating surge of life's essence, Rother casually used illusion magic to conceal the cracks on his body and his aura, then returned to the Type-Moon world...

......

The moonlight is hazy.

Kurumi looked up at the night sky.

The atmospheric void caused by the Servant War has not yet healed; the sea of ​​clouds is thin, revealing glimpses of clear night sky, with moonlight like silver sand casting its light upon the world.

Faced with such power, her combat strength was negligible.

But her [angel] skills aren't suited for direct combat.

"Therefore, we must accumulate enough spiritual power..."

Kurumi Tokisaki murmured to herself, slowly looking at the side door of the Matou residence, which was bathed in the dim light of the streetlights. She pushed the door open and went inside.

From the perspective of Chaldea in another world, the situation is indeed clear: both sides are aware of each other's greatest enemy and are silently accumulating strength, waiting for the final day to deliver the decisive blow.

Besides, that guy probably wouldn't just watch her get killed, right?

"Yo, Kurumi-chan, you're finally back?"

The courtyard gate was pushed open.

The god, who was leisurely playing a mobile game, was surprised and got up, opening his arms to greet him.

Kurumi twisted her hips, took a long stride with her straight, round thigh, and passed by him, casually stomping on his foot as she did so, a forced smile on her face.

"I'm back (Is this a freshman at the university), Matou-kun..."

"Hey, Kurumi-chan is so cold. I feel like I've missed her terribly if I don't see her for a day."

Rosser's silver eyes opened slightly, seemingly mirroring the crescent moon outside the window. He smiled knowingly, "Did something interesting happen?"

"you saw it?"

Kurumi's heart tightened; she still wasn't sure which side this scumbag god was on.

"Don't underestimate my magic eye for double gold procurement."

The boy smiled confidently: "Although I can't see the future like the clairvoyant EX, I can still observe hidden dimensions, such as the inner sea of ​​a star, or observe parallel worlds, such as seeing that orange-haired otaku who's laughing like a woman, and that cross-dressing pervert who's wearing a woman's body."

Kurumi: "......"

So, was there such a taboo relationship between the doctor and Leonardo da Vinci?

No wonder Leonardo da Vinci wore a female body.

"Not only that, they can even do things like X-ray vision~~"

The boy said proudly.

Kurumi retorted helplessly, "Why do you say that X-ray vision is more powerful than seeing through dimensions or even parallel worlds?"

She wouldn't be surprised by anything this Amusement God could do. Let alone observing parallel worlds, she wouldn't be surprised if he could even travel through them.

"By the way, where's Xiangzi? I haven't seen him."

Kurumi asked casually.

Could it be that she went back to the Tohsaka residence? Well, she hasn't been back for several days now.

next moment.

"disappeared?"

The boy thought for a moment, then added, "Never mind, he must have died this afternoon."

What does "dead" mean?

Kurumi stared blankly at the boy, seemingly trying to find something about him that was joking, but she remained as lazy as ever.

"So he's dead? Bang, no trace of his body."

The boy made an explosion gesture.

"Are you serious? I remember...she...she wasn't your childhood sweetheart?"

Kurumi's pupils contracted, and she stepped forward, grabbing the boy's arm: "Why...why are you acting so nonchalant..."

Is this guy joking, or...?

Wait, she seems to remember now.

The other party is not human... but an extraterrestrial evil god who responded to her call and appeared in the world as a servant eight years ago when she was in despair.