The Proclamation of the Mythological War

"Pfft----!"

When that sound rang throughout the basin, entering everyone's ears with crystal clarity, the battle was declared over.

The crimson demonic spear pierced through Cu Chulainn's skin, tore through his flesh, and stabbed into his heart, its tip emerging from his back.

A large amount of blood splattered onto the ground, dyeing the earth before Cu Chulainn red.

"----"

Cu Chulainn slammed into the mountain wall as if struck by lightning, as though the demonic spear had truly nailed him there. His entire body trembled faintly before he relaxed, lowered his head, and went completely still.

The magical energy that had filled the basin finally subsided.

The shock waves, violent winds, flying dust and rubble, flashes of blades, and everything else all vanished, allowing the basin to return to peace.

However, after the repeated fierce battles, the basin that had once been transformed into a paradise beyond the mortal world had become completely desolate. Trees had been knocked down one after another, while the ground was riddled with holes and utterly devastated.

Everyone stared at Cu Chulainn, pinned to the mountain wall, and involuntarily held their breath.

"D-Did we... win?"

Even Jason asked the question with trepidation, apparently scared witless by the fierce battle that had just taken place.

It was not only Jason. Everyone else was waiting for the final outcome as well.

Including Scathach.

"Pfft!"

The demonic spear stabbed into Cu Chulainn's heart suddenly tore free. Just as Cu Chulainn had thrown his own spear earlier, it streaked through the air like lightning and a ray of light, leaving behind crimson trails before automatically flying back into Scathach's hand.

Naturally, the other demonic spear did the same. Both spears flew back at once, and Scathach extended her hands to catch them simultaneously.

"Whew..."

After expending a tremendous