The Battle with Scáthach / Arjuna

Scáthach, Cú Chulainn's teacher and the Queen of the Land of Shadows, was looking at the man who called himself True Magic, and couldn't help but once again show the attitude of a teacher towards a student.

Perhaps it's because the other person is too young, too young to be a mature man. Even if he were a mature man, what difference would there be between his age and life experience and mine?

Perhaps for this reason, although she is holding a spear, she is acting like a teacher, waiting for the other party to make the first move.

Mephistopheles did not use the power of the Angel Necklace; he wanted to save that power. Symbols of the four elements—earth, wind, water, and fire—appeared around Mephistopheles, and he once again grasped the scepter in his hand.

He said calmly, "Han Jia Gan."

Scáthach's heart tightened. Her muscles, honed through countless battles, instinctively lurched to the left. There, she saw a sharp stone protruding from the ground where she had just been standing, as if it would pierce through everything!

"Magecraft that manipulates the earth? It was almost without warning. If I weren't so experienced, this attack alone would have hit me. But penetrating my defenses won't be so easy."

Scáthach made a quick assessment, then pushed off with both feet, instantly dashing out at an incredible speed.

"If that's all the moves you know, then dealing with me won't be so easy!"

She was incredibly fast, reaching Mephistopheles in the blink of an eye. But to her surprise, Mephistopheles wasn't surprised at all; instead, he raised his hand.

The wooden scepter, though made of wood, blocked the spear in her hand at that moment, and a spark appeared at the point of contact with the scepter due to the impact.

"Wen Jia Gan," Mephistopheles said with a smile.

As he spoke, the spark instantly expanded, turning into orange light. A flame appeared, coiling towards Scáthach like a fire serpent, scorching the surrounding air and enveloping Scáthach!

Scáthach quickly brandished her spear, blocking all the surrounding flames, and then leaped up, jumping out through the gap that hadn't yet closed above.

However, the flames did not disappear; instead, they continued to coil towards her like a living snake!

They may seem few, but they are tenacious and cannot be dispersed by ordinary attacks.

Scáthach couldn't help but show a look of surprise. She circulated her magic power, channeling it into the spear in her hand, and then struck out fiercely.

"Boom!"

This time, the flames finally died down and stopped chasing her.

"It seems to be more than just Magecraft that manipulates the earth. Your Magecraft isn't based on the four elements, is it?" Scáthach asked instead of attacking immediately.

"As expected of the Queen of the Land of Shadows, you saw through my basic True Magic in an instant." Mephistopheles laughed, uttering another attacking word, "Wen Jia Shi."

The air was compressed into transparent blades, slicing through everything in sight at incredible speed, and attacking Scáthach once again!

Scáthach quickly dodged, and the wind blades flew past her, slamming into the ground and leaving a deep gash!

"It seems those four items are your formal attire. The scepter corresponds to fire, the dagger to wind, the green plate to earth, and the remaining blue cup to water?"

"That's right." Mephistopheles didn't deny it; he simply looked at the other person. "Alright, now that you know my True Magic foundation, can we get serious and start fighting?"

"You don't seem to be planning to hide your moves?"

"No need, these are all very basic things, anyone with a little relevant knowledge can see that." Mephistopheles said, as the spells around him began to exert their power, continuously increasing his physical strength. At this moment, he assumed a fighting stance.

"Well then, I'm going to get serious now!"

"Seriously?" Scáthach laughed upon hearing Mephistopheles's words. "Come on!"

Then, to her astonishment, she saw Mephistopheles's body break the sound barrier in an instant, rushing towards her amidst the explosive waves!

"Boom!"

In a pure clash of strength, Scáthach blocked Mephistopheles's downward blow with her spear. Feeling the power of the attack and the groaning of the earth beneath her feet, she grew increasingly astonished.

It's astonishing that a human could display such immense physical strength; even with magical enhancements, it's still an incredible feat.

Even compared to the heroes of the Age of Gods who were known for their strength, this power is not weak!

Moreover, this time the opponent is not just a warrior, but a sorcerer who can use Magecraft, or rather, True Magic!

"Bang!"

Flames reappeared from where the scepter and spear clashed, transforming into an explosive ball of light. The scorching flames engulfed everything around them, instantly turning the vegetation to ashes!

Runes appeared around Scáthach, blocking the attack. She then countered with her spear, which shot out like a dragon, a red meteor, and pierced towards Mephistopheles!

Mephistopheles dodged, and several wind blades appeared around him, charging towards Scáthach once more!

This time, Scáthach couldn't dodge; three wind blades struck her body. The runes reappeared, blocking the attacks but still forcing her back a few steps.

Just as Scáthach was forced back and hadn't even taken her position, the ground rose up, and several sharp spikes shot towards Scáthach from the ground!

Seeing this, Scáthach leaped up, trying to dodge the attacks, but to her surprise, the spikes flew up from the ground like cannonballs and hurtled towards her in mid-air!

Scáthach, suspended in mid-air, could not dodge. She immediately drew her gun again, blocking the incoming stone spikes with incredible speed. However, along with the stone spikes came several water blades!

Numerous water blades and stone spikes moved at incredible speeds as Scáthach relentlessly intercepted them. Just then, a warning signal suddenly struck her, but there was nowhere to hide. She felt something hit her from behind, shattering her protective defenses. An orange light appeared before her, transforming into a burst of flames!

"Boom!"

In the midst of the explosion, Scáthach felt herself enveloped by the intense heat, the terrifying impact pounding against her body, blasting her from high above and slamming her to the ground.

She was beaten until she was covered in dust and dirt.

Scáthach looked at Mephistopheles, who had stopped attacking, and asked, "Did you deliberately use the stone spikes to force me into the air?"

"No, do whatever you want, I'll find a way to handle it," Mephistopheles said. "My attacks after you take flight will be based on your own choices."

"You used water blades and stone spikes to constantly harass me, keeping me busy, then you attacked me from behind with wind blades, breaking through my protective spells that had blocked several of your attacks, and then you injured me with fire spells."

Mephistopheles remained silent, simply observing the other person's analysis.

Scáthach asked, "But why not continue the attack? Although your spells have many combinations, they still cannot cause me enough damage. If this is all the strength you have, you cannot deal with Cú Chulainn in his current state."

"Actually, after you broke through my defenses, you could have used the opening in the explosion to attack me with your own strength. The power your physical body displays is far greater than your magic."

"This power needs to be shown little by little. What I just demonstrated was only the basics. So, let's try this next?" Mephistopheles smiled and drew a sword.

This sword is not Durandal's, but Ares's Sword.

Scáthach's eyes flashed with surprise as she looked at the weapon Mephistopheles had taken out.

"This is a very powerful Noble Phantasm!"

"A gift from Ares, I quite like it." Mephistopheles lightly brandished the short sword. "Let's go again!"

This time, without using elemental True Magic, relying solely on spells to enhance her physical body, Mephistopheles rushed towards Scáthach at an extremely fast speed, and Scáthach immediately responded to Mephistopheles's attack.

The clash of guns and swords, even in its mere collision, caused the air to explode, creating a momentary vacuum!

At this moment, Mephistopheles demonstrated his experience in close combat with melee weapons. Even when facing the Queen of the Land of Shadows, he showed no fear and engaged her in battle.

The air was filled with explosions, and various craters appeared on the ground. The figures moved so fast that they even left afterimages!

Scáthach was extremely excited. Every impact made her incredibly happy. At this moment, the power displayed by this young man named Mephistopheles was much stronger than before. At this moment, the power he displayed was in no way inferior to her own!

Unleashing their full power and showcasing their skills, the guns and swords continued to lash out, leaving streaks of cold light across the already ravaged land, like green and red lights constantly twisting and clashing!

Finally, with a soft thud, the red spear was slammed to the ground by a foot, while the blue short sword pointed at Scáthach's neck. Mephistopheles smiled at the Queen: "I won."

The defenses have already been breached. If this sword goes any further, it can pierce the skin, penetrate the muscles, and sink into the bones!

Scáthach felt the chilling aura emanating from the sword, but instead of being afraid, she laughed.

"You're very strong, but if this is all the strength you've got, then dealing with Cú Chulainn will still be quite difficult," Scáthach said. "However, at least you're qualified to fight him now."

"Don't worry, this isn't my full strength. If I used my full strength, I could probably increase it several times, or even dozens of times."

Scáthach's mouth dropped open slightly as she listened to Mephistopheles's words, then she smiled wryly, "Really?"

"I was the main force in killing Typhon, and I think that's enough."

Scáthach was well aware of Typhon's power, and seeing his words, Scáthach had to admit that this man was indeed qualified to challenge Cú Chulainn and to save this era.

So she put away her weapon and said, "Cú Chulainn is now the king, but he has lost everything except being king."

"What's the meaning?"

"He was summoned by the Holy Grail, and the one who summoned him was Medb." Scáthach with some helplessness, "Medb used the Holy Grail to interfere with Cú Chulainn, making him king and granting him greater power, but also causing him to lose his true nature."

Then she asked, "Do you need my help?"

Mephistopheles shook his head. "No need. I noticed you seemed reluctant when you said you'd handle it yourself, or talked about destroying this era, as if you were forcing yourself. Since you feel like you're forcing yourself, there's no need for you to take action. After all, I'm here now."

"Besides, I am human, it's perfectly reasonable for me to go and save Human Order."

Scáthach paused slightly, surprised that her thoughts had been seen through. However, she then shook her head. "It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just... I no longer belong to this world. The Land of Shadows and I have both detached ourselves from the world, becoming independent like gods. If I were to intervene, wouldn't that deprive you of your chance to save yourselves?"

Mephistopheles chuckled, "Not bad, always eager to teach. Well, now that it's confirmed that Cú Chulainn and Medb were responsible, I won't waste any more time. See you later!"

"Later?"

"Click!" With the sound of a snapshot, Mephistopheles waved the camera in his hand. "Of course, I'll try to summon it."

Scáthach smiled as she watched Mephistopheles leave after taking the photos.

"A powerful human... if it were him, he might actually be able to kill me in battle... In that case, my wish could be fulfilled!"

After leaving Scáthach, Mephistopheles quickly continued walking forward.

At the same time, he was also recalling Scáthach's words, or rather, the intelligence she had provided.

"Medb, the Queen of Connacht in Irish mythology, once led her soldiers to attack Ulster and even personally led troops into battle."

"Moreover, this woman was a notorious womanizer who had gone through several husbands. She demanded that her husbands have three things they couldn't have: first, they couldn't be fearful; second, they couldn't be stingy; and third, they couldn't be jealous. The first two were fine, but the third was difficult... Anyway, she ended up being killed by her own nephew by being pelted with cheese in the swimming pool."

"Speaking of which, is the Medb from the Type-Moon World the same as the one I know?"

Mephistopheles fell into deep thought. He realized that his biggest problem in the Type-Moon World was not his lack of understanding of the ancient times, but rather the discrepancy between his own knowledge and the various modifications made to this damned world.

This discrepancy stems from the self-indulgence of Mushroom and a group of writers, leading to significant deviations in many areas and forcing him to consider more factors and expend more brainpower.

In the end, Mephistopheles gave up thinking.

"Forget it, let's just fight it out. My super intelligence tells me it's time to use super force!"

Chapter 185 Arjuna

When Ritsuka Fujimaru, Mash Kyrielight, and Black Jeanne traveled to the location of a third-party force, they encountered other people.

A flat-chested loli with purple hair, holding a book, blocked their way, looking at them with a puzzled expression.

"Servants? And two of them at that. Where are you from?"

Mash Kyrielight immediately became wary upon seeing the woman who had suddenly appeared, while Black Jeanne stood there without flinching, simply watching.

Ritsuka Fujimaru wasn't nervous at all. At this moment, there weren't just two Servants here, but actually three of their own Servants!

Because Jack the Ripper, who possesses assassination abilities, has been hiding for a long time and has not yet made a move.

Concealing one's presence to avoid being discovered, and striking at the crucial moment—this is the correct way to use Jack the Ripper.

As the official diplomat, Mash Kyrielight asked, "You're a Servant too, right? May I ask who you are?"

"Aren't you going to answer me first? Oh well, whatever. I'm from the Western United States of America, and my name is Helena Petrovna Blavatsky. Although the name Madame Blavatsky is more famous in the world, how annoying, having to change one's surname for marriage."

The girl looked somewhat troubled as she spoke.

This caused Romani on the communicator to exclaim in surprise, "Helena Blavatsky?! The most representative female occultist of the 19th century! She has nothing to do with the Mage's Association, but is a talented woman who compiled occult theories solely through her own efforts and from her own standpoint—but since she appears here as a Servant, could she be an agent of the Mage's Association?"

Helena Blavatsky immediately protested at this sudden voice. "No way! Just say it, in this world, all the major countries except the United States have been destroyed!"

Ritsuka Fujimaru immediately asked, "Then who do you serve?"

"Oh, so you're the Master for this time? But it's a real shame, we already have a Master, the King. If he conquers the world, then there's no problem. He'll probably become a lost continent separated from some dimension, wandering forever, like the Throne of Heroes. Don't you think this ending is actually a kind of redemption?"

Hearing the other party's reply, Ritsuka Fujimaru recalled what Mephistopheles had said, that this place was now under the dictatorship of a Servant named Thomas Edison, which made Ritsuka Fujimaru shake his head.

"It's ironic that a republic now has a dictatorial king."

Another person also directly denied this possibility.

"That's impossible," said Romani. "Your idea is wrong."

"Wrong?" Helena Blavatsky asked, puzzled by the voice that had reappeared. "Where's the evidence?"

"The burning of Human Order will destroy Human History, and you, who exist based on Human History, will naturally be destroyed as well. Even if you are separated from the world, the result will be the same. The reason you have not been destroyed yet is simply because the time has not come. The explosives planted in the bridge are meant to destroy the bridge, and when necessary, they will also destroy themselves."

Romani's words startled Helena Blavatsky, who narrowed her eyes slightly. "What exactly do you know? Why have you come to this conclusion?"

"The mastermind behind this matter does not ultimately aim to destroy Human History; destroying Human History is merely a side effect. The moment his goal is achieved, everything, including the Throne of Heroes, will be erased, and your current wandering continent will also be destroyed as a result."

"What exactly is their purpose?!"