Light Is a Bond That Strangles One Generation After Another (Just Kidding)

There was no probing, no maneuvering—only the most primal, most violent clash of power.

A silver fist collided with a giant fist wrapped in golden patterns. The shockwave exploded outward like a tangible ring, instantly shaving several meters off the Temple of Time's sturdy floor. Before the rubble could even scatter, it was pulverized into dust.

The two enormous figures crossed paths and exchanged blows at speeds beyond the limits of vision. Every collision of fist and foot unleashed a deafening boom, as though stars were crashing into one another.

"Senpai! Fall back!" Mashu desperately raised her shield, standing before Gudako. Even the aftermath of the battle carried an energy storm powerful enough to crack the ground beneath her feet inch by inch.

The Servants tried to approach and provide support, only to be forcibly pushed back by the overlapping bursts of air pressure—this was a contest of strength at the level of the divine, far beyond the scope of ordinary Servant battles.

Silver streaks of light constantly burst across Goetia's massive body, marks left by Nexus's heavy punches. Yet golden magical energy writhed over the wounds like living creatures, healing them completely in an instant.

Even when facing Nexus, Goetia remained incomparably arrogant.

"Useless! So long as my magical power remains, this body can regenerate endlessly! And here, in the Temple of Time, before this Throne—my magical power is infinite!"

One punch! Magical power comparable to an Anti-Country Noble Phantasm condensed around Goetia's fist, forcibly knocking Nexus half a step back. The silver giant's feet plowed deep furrows into the ground.

Inside Nexus, Mo Wang smacked his lips and "shouted" toward Gudako through their mental resonance. "Were all you Beasts carved from the same mold? Infinite regeneration, infinite magical power—can't you come up with something new?!"

As Gudako retreated