How to Quickly Improve Your Strength
Even when facing just one enemy, they would not relax or mock; instead, they would unleash a terrifying fighting spirit.
It's as if they aren't human, but machines that only know war and killing!
This sheer number would take even a top-tier Servant considerable time to eliminate, and it's clear that these soldiers are not to be underestimated; they possess strength far exceeding that of ordinary people!
In the distance, a figure stood there, gazing in this direction. His body radiated an undisguised, violent magical power, his restless energy like that of a ferocious beast about to go berserk. Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Mephistopheles couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"It really is Cú Chulainn! Did he go for a haircut and styling?"
Mephistopheles muttered something to himself, then looked at the soldiers charging towards him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
The scepter representing fire was gently raised, and the power of fire began to gather.
"Sulfur and fire rained down from heaven on Sodom and Gomorrah, destroying those cities and the whole plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and even the things that grow on the ground."
As Mephistopheles chanted the scriptures, streaks of fire appeared in the sky, transforming into rockets that fell like meteors, hurtling towards the enemies ahead!
This is True Magic that recreates the scene of Sodom and Gomorrah's destruction in the Bible. Although it is not as powerful as the myth, it is more than enough to wipe out these guys rushing at us.
As flames crashed to the ground, a series of explosions followed, as if countless large-caliber howitzers were exploding on the ground.
The earth began to burn, flames raged across the ground, and the smell of sulfur filled the air, as if the karmic fires of hell were burning away the sins of humankind.
The tens of thousands of soldiers in front of him were wiped out by Mephistopheles in one fell swoop, leaving no survivors. Even if the number of such opponents increased several times or even dozens of times, Mephistopheles could still guarantee that he could take them all out with one blow.
After clearing out the small fry, Mephistopheles straightened his collar with both hands, then extended his right hand towards the Mad King in the distance, gently beckoning with his finger, his face full of provocation.
Mad King Cú Chulainn, the Berserker, is a Berserker, but he differs from ordinary Berserkers. He possesses a degree of rationality and does not easily succumb to rage. Rather, this Berserker Class Cú Chulainn is more like a tyrant.
This kind of guy is the product of taking the masculine side of men to its extreme, and he is the kind of guy who can't stand being provoked.
When he saw this suddenly appearing man wipe out his elite men, he was already enraged. Now, seeing that the other party dared to challenge him, and even had a provocative expression, the Mad King Cú Chulainn's mind was instantly burned by rage.
A powerful burst of magic suddenly erupted from his body, and he leaped into the air, charging forward at an incredible speed!
The red spear that I remembered as spiraling had changed. Compared to its original appearance, the spear now looked more like a real spear, with black and crimson swirling around it, and I could even faintly sense the aura of a wild beast within it!
His speed was incredibly fast, surpassing even that of the spearmen, and his physical strength was also far greater. The instant his spear came crashing down, Mephistopheles was certain that this guy had definitely received the blessing of the Holy Grail, and his power had surpassed that of Cú Chulainn in the past!
"Boom!"
The red spear clashed with the bronze short sword. At the moment of impact, the earth groaned, and a ripple burst through the air, shattering the surrounding atmosphere!
That's because both weapons exceeded the speed of sound, and the violent power resulted from the clash between them.
Cú Chulainn was somewhat surprised that this human had blocked his attack, but his mind was filled with fighting, and his fighting instincts made him immediately change his moves to pursue the attack.
In an instant, Cú Chulainn launched five attacks, all of which Mephistopheles easily dodged and had no effect on Mephistopheles.
Seeing that his attacks were being dodged, Cú Chulainn let out a low murmur, as if chanting something. At that moment, mental interference began to appear, sweeping towards Mephistopheles like a wave.
However, these attacks were blocked by an invisible force before they could reach Mephistopheles's body, preventing the interference from advancing any further!
At this moment, the magic power emanating from Mephistopheles's hand began to emanate a faint light.
The Solomon's Ring contains the holy name, and under the protection of the Lord, such power cannot penetrate it!
However, Cú Chulainn was unaware of all this. Several runes appeared around his body; these were Rune Script representing concepts such as power, and they all merged into Cú Chulainn's body.
At this moment, Cú Chulainn's power surged again. If it was originally 1, then Cú Chulainn was now at least 1.5.
Having gained this immense power, Cú Chulainn accelerated once more, wielding his weapon, and engaged Mephistopheles in battle.
The two figures left behind afterimages, which spread everywhere and faded away over time.
The air was filled with the deafening sounds of clashing weapons. These explosions caused all living things around to feel pain and discomfort in their ears, as if they were being subjected to a tremendous noise shock.
Inside the castle, a woman was gazing into the distance, watching this scene unfold.
She had long pink hair and an alluring figure, like a goddess. She was looking at the two people fighting with curiosity, her eyes following them intently without blinking.
"Cú Chulainn is indeed powerful, no wonder I summoned him specifically." The woman exclaimed happily, then looked at another figure, "But this guy is really strong, he's been fighting such a powerful Cú Chulainn for so long."
She picked up a grape from the side, gently popped it into her mouth, and continued watching the spectacle.
"This guy is probably human, but he also has some of the characteristics of a Servant. It's really strange. Moreover, his strength has completely surpassed that of humans. Even when I was alive, I never saw a human who could reach this level."
"Where did this guy come from? That Magecraft attack he just used wiped out all the nearby soldiers in an instant. Such powerful attack, such terrifying flames, could it be some kind of Noble Phantasm? Could it be the scepter he was holding back then?"
Medb thought to herself, her gaze constantly shifting between the two men.
"Cú Chulainn is indeed very handsome, no wonder he's the man I've chosen. But that mysterious man is also very handsome, and he has a kind of puppy-like charm, a fierce puppy-like charm. Just looking at him makes me want to pick him up and pamper him."
"I never expected to see such an amazing man after coming to this world. If I could beat the King of Magecraft, I would definitely tie him up, lock him up, and make him mine!"
The woman thought happily, and even drooled uncontrollably.
Despite her seemingly innocent appearance, the woman's expression at that moment could easily be described as lewd.
Meanwhile, the battle in the distance was still raging, with the two fighting harder and harder, holding nothing back!
"Who exactly are you?" Cú Chulainn asked. The more he fought the person in front of him, the more surprised and happy Cú Chulainn became. It was something to be happy about that someone could fight him to this extent!
"Mephistopheles, you can call me Mephistopheles. I'm here for only one purpose: to reclaim the Holy Grail!"
"Your goal will not be achieved!" With these words, Cú Chulainn suddenly retreated, his magic power surging wildly once more, and a burst of power erupted from the magic spear in his hand!
"Gáe Bolg!"
The Noble Phantasm, having been given its true name, transformed into a black and red spear and swept towards Mephistopheles.
That was a strike that was said to be guaranteed to hit, a strike that was said to reverse cause and effect.
By using this gun, one can sketch out the future of piercing the target's heart and bring that future to fruition! This is an attack that even King Arthur, with his strength, could only dodge by relying on his Instinct!
At that moment, this attack also rushed towards Mephistopheles!
Faced with this attack, Mephistopheles simply smiled and let the attack come.
The crimson light transformed into a deadly poison, flying towards Mephistopheles's heart. The moment the phantom merged with the real gun would be the moment of the target's death.
But soon, this attack, imbued with magical power, suddenly stopped.
Even a strike capable of shattering the Gate of the Underworld stopped before Mephistopheles, unable to penetrate even further!
It was as if something had blocked the attack in front of Mephistopheles, and it couldn't even penetrate Mephistopheles's clothes!
"If it were a curse, it could create a situation where it would definitely hit, but your attack is different. It first creates a false future, and then uses this false future as a guide to make your spear achieve this goal."
"It may seem like a sure hit, but it's not actually true. Only when your spear is actually observing the designated area of the target can you truly achieve your objective."
"Unfortunately, such attacks ultimately come down to sheer force, and my defenses are precisely what a mere Servant can break through with brute force."
"Naturally, the power of your spear to destroy flesh will be ineffective, which is a real pity."
Mephistopheles looked at Mad King Cú Chulainn's bewildered face and explained with a smile.
As he explained, Mephistopheles raised his right hand, which was now radiating a dazzling light. This light began to converge and transform into a lightsaber. The moment he grasped the hilt of the lightsaber, Mephistopheles swung the sword fiercely, slashing it down at Cú Chulainn.
Cú Chulainn quickly dodged the attack, and at the same time, the ferocious aura on his spear intensified. In the next moment, the spear began to transform, turning into red bones that covered Cú Chulainn's body!
The layers upon layers of bony carapace covered Cú Chulainn's body like armor, making him look like a black and red humanoid beast, with even a long tail made of bones on his back!
In the mythology known to Mephistopheles, the spear named Curruid was not made from Curruid's bones, but rather from the bones of a man named Coinchenn, who was killed by Curruid Coinchenn whose remains were left on the beach, eventually forged into a magic spear by Scáthach.
However, judging from the current situation, it seems that Cú Chulainn's Demon Spear in the Type-Moon World was made from the bones of Curruid, and the power it displays is completely beyond what Coinchenn could have shown.
At this moment, the Mad King Cú Chulainn had transformed into the human form of Curruid, a ferocious and terrifying sea beast!
The demonic spear was no longer on his body, for it had transformed into armor and become one with him. His weapons, of course, were his claws!
Upon seeing Cú Chulainn like this, Mephistopheles's eyes widened slightly, revealing an expression of excitement.
"Very nice design. I think you can die a little later. I'm very interested in studying your current body!"
This technique, which awakens the consciousness of the original owner of the skeleton and transforms it into one's own armor, is worth studying. Perhaps it could lead to the development of some new True Magic techniques!
Mephistopheles thought excitedly as the weapons symbolizing the four elements around him appeared one by one. In that instant, earth, wind, water, and fire surrounded him, and the Angelic Power fell from the other side of the world to this place, and Mephistopheles's power suddenly increased dramatically.
Then, he rushed out!
"Boom!"
Cú Chulainn was unable to dodge this direct attack. Mephistopheles simply punched Cú Chulainn's armor, and the black and red bone armor immediately emitted a piercing sound, as if bones were constantly rubbing against each other.
The immense force sent Cú Chulainn flying into the air, propelling him at supersonic speeds towards the distant castle like a cannonball!
But a figure was even faster than him as he flew backward!
Mephistopheles had already rushed in front of Cú Chulainn and threw another punch. With this punch, he flew even faster, almost twice as fast as before!
His body, carrying immense kinetic energy, truly transformed into a cannonball, crashing into the thick walls of the castle!
"Bang!"
With a deafening roar, the city walls trembled, and dust billowed everywhere!
A huge hole appeared in the solid wall!
Chapter 189 How to Quickly Improve Strength
Mephistopheles's plan was simple: beat the opponent half to death, but not to death, then take advantage of the opening to strip off the opponent's armor, study it, and once the study was complete, send the Mad King, who was no longer of any use, back to the Throne of Heroes.
Therefore, what Mephistopheles did at this moment was very simple: he attacked, damaging the Mad King's body and rendering him unable to continue resisting!
Cú Chulainn, the Mad King, gained power far exceeding that of ordinary Servants thanks to the Holy Grail, and could even be said to have approached the level of the Primarch, or reached the combat power of Heroic Spirit. Yet, even so, he felt immense pressure, and even fear, when facing Mephistopheles charging towards him.
Unable to resist, utterly unable to withstand!
Every punch landed squarely on his body, each punch causing his armor to emit a screeching sound, like a machine that had reached its limit and was howling in agony.
Moreover, the immense force of each punch would penetrate the armor, slamming the impact into his body. Even though the armor had weakened it to some extent, the impact still brought his body to the brink of destruction!
Cú Chulainn had no doubt that before his armor was even damaged, his body would be completely destroyed by his opponent.
This damage was beyond repair, even by Rune Magecraft to prevent the body from collapsing, because the spread of the injury had exceeded the rate of recovery!
If it weren't for the runes protecting him, he would have already died from the opponent's attack!
With a roar like that of a wild beast, Mad King Cú Chulainn's eyes turned bloodshot, as if he had instantly fallen into a rage. The Mad King, who had been constantly being beaten, struggled to pull himself out of the ruins of the city wall and waved his claw-like hands forward!
At this moment, his weapons were his own hands, his armored claws!
"Bang!"
As Mephistopheles's fist collided with Cú Chulainn's claws, the hand that should have been torn apart by the blades remained unscathed. Mephistopheles's fist bent at a clever angle and struck Cú Chulainn's wrist. The violent impact surged through his blood vessels and nerves, causing the power that had been gathered in his claws to instantly dissipate, and he even twisted in pain.
It's just a very simple technique, a melee skill that most True Magic need to learn, and this technique proved quite effective in this situation.
With that hand being crippled for a short time—even if this crippling only lasted a few seconds, less than a second for a Servant like Cú Chulainn— it was enough.
The next moment, Mephistopheles loosened his fist, grabbed the hand that the other person had flung away in pain, and pulled it from the back of the hand, then kicked out with his right foot.
Earth element gathered at his right foot, covering the ground beneath it and transforming into sharp spikes. The powerful impact caused these spikes to strike Cú Chulainn's armor like hammer nails. With a piercing sound, the stone nails shattered, but the immense force of the blow also slammed into his opponent.
And because Mephistopheles was holding his wrist and preventing him from flying away, the impact was completely absorbed!
With a cracking sound, a fissure appeared on the armor, a tiny hole!
Then, this crack was struck again!
It was Mephistopheles's punch!
The crack began to widen and spread rapidly, like branches spreading out, from his chest to his entire upper body!
Then, the armor shattered!
It shattered into dozens of pieces!
Mad King Cú Chulainn's Noble Phantasm, his most powerful weapon, is gone just like that!
The impact of this punch penetrated his chest, shattering and deforming Cú Chulainn's bones and twisting his heart. At this moment, he could no longer hold back and coughed up a mouthful of blood, his whole body weakening.
Even with the power of the Holy Grail, Cú Chulainn could no longer suppress his injuries. At this moment, he had finally lost the tyrannical aura he had initially displayed and was nothing more than a pitiful stray dog.
"Go to sleep first." Mephistopheles casually cast a True Magic spell, putting the critically injured and dying Cú Chulainn to sleep. He then immediately rushed to the nearby shards and picked them up.
"Hmm? This change was achieved through the power of the Holy Grail? It's like the Holy Grail granted it unique abilities, rather than directly through runes... But it can still be analyzed, as long as we reverse this phenomenon and record it completely..."
Mephistopheles took out the golden Grimoire and began to carefully record everything he saw and sensed, while simultaneously conducting experiments with the fragments.
The experiment proceeded quickly because it was powered by the Holy Grail, and Mephistopheles was already very familiar with Holy Grail.
However, as Mephistopheles continued his research, he couldn't help but frown.
"So essentially it relies on the power of the Root. The power recorded in the Root was used by the Holy Grail and then transferred to Cú Chulainn, giving him this power."