The Three-in-One Goddess

Upon hearing this, Ritsuka Fujimaru asked, "An achievement similar to the Star Pathfinder?"

Leonardo da Vinci nodded. "Pretty much, it's comparable to that achievement, except for his..."

"It might not actually be recorded," Olga Marie said softly. The more she learned about Mephistopheles, the clearer it became that such things could not be recorded at Root.

Now that Mephistopheles was ready, he finally began his summons to the gods.

It was a very long incantation, praising Shiva, the Lord of Innocence. Mephistopheles used his own interpretation of Shiva, or rather, the power of the Beast Lord, and the power of destruction gathered in his hands. Even a little bit of it caused some changes in the entire magic circle.

As the summoning circle took effect, wisps of power began to descend from the void. Even these wisps of power caused the entire Temple to tremble!

This Temple, which could withstand even a single blow that could destroy a planet, Temple at this moment!

Sensing this power and this vibration, Mephistopheles was first stunned, then his face lit up with ecstasy.

I've won the lottery!

He didn't summon Shiva, the God of Destruction from the Type-Moon World, but the real Shiva from mythology!

Even though what landed at this moment was only a small piece, a fragment that couldn't even be called an avatar, it still made Mephistopheles ecstatic!

This force coalesced, manifested, and ultimately took the form of a man dressed as an ascetic.

The man had four arms, his body was covered in ash, his hair was tied in a topknot, he wore a crescent moon on his head, a long snake was wrapped around his neck, a string of skulls was on his chest, a tiger skin was around his waist, and he held a trident, an axe, a hand drum, and a club in his four hands.

He closed his three eyes, crossed his legs, and lay quietly as if meditating.

Just by looking at him, you wouldn't think he's a god of destruction; he appears serene and peaceful, like a compassionate monk.

Upon closer inspection of his body, Mephistopheles discovered that the crescent moon in the other's hair, though resembling the moon, was not actually the moon. Looking at it, he felt as if he were seeing a constellation of stars, just as looking at the moon allowed him to see the entire universe.

As the new moon changes, so too does the universe, just as the universe moves forward with time.

"Phew, it seems this new moon represents a phase. Shiva manifests himself in the universe at different phases... but also hides himself..." Mephistopheles thought to himself. At this moment, besides excitement, he also found that his back was soaked with sweat.

Continuing to observe the deity closely, he saw that from the hair bun mixed with the ashes of the dead, a goddess was peeking out, looking up at the sky.

The goddess had a beautiful face and a gentle expression. Mephistopheles was stunned for a moment when he saw her, but then he immediately realized what was happening.

"Legend has it that Shiva once caught the waters of the Ganges that fell from the sky, so the Ganges Goddess lived in Shiva's hair... If I remember correctly, the Ganges Goddess is a mermaid, with a human upper body and Makara lower body."

The cobra coiled around Shiva's neck symbolizes death and rebirth, while the hand drum emits a soft sound, and with the sound, everything around seems to shift and change.

Shiva's hand drum, with its resounding sound, is the rhythm of the universe!

The power of even a single fragment of the angel's clone surpassed the combined power of all the angels Mephistopheles had summoned in the past. It wasn't that the four archangels were weak; it was simply that this summoning was incredibly lucky. The outcome was far better than when he had summoned the four archangels in the past!

"Phew, calm down. Even though it's just an avatar, it's still the Shiva I know, not the Shiva from the Type-Moon World." Mephistopheles thought to himself, took a deep breath, and bravely took a step forward.

At that moment, he entered the summoning circle.

Then, the originally faint drumbeats suddenly grew louder, as if they were exploding in his mind, constantly emitting muffled sounds!

The sound made his body throb with the rhythm, as if his body had become part of the universe.

Even without making a move, the terrifying pressure almost knocked Mephistopheles to the ground. He struggled to keep his body upright and stared directly at the innocent lord.

Endless, like the flowing power of the universe, destruction and rebirth, all is Shiva's power, his strength, and his mercy.

Sensing this power, Mephistopheles continued to raise his head, letting his eyes meet the other's.

Accompanying the rhythm and cadence of the universe is a raging torrent of knowledge. Shiva, who has not restrained himself, is symbolic, and symbolism represents knowledge.

Mysterious knowledge began to seep into his mind, as if trying to tear his brain apart. Mephistopheles quickly made a small gesture with his hands and whispered, "The four archangels are with me forever!"

The phantoms of the four archangels descended at this moment. Even though they were suppressed by the impact, the summoning was still successful with the help of the necklace.

As the angel descended, Mephistopheles felt the pressure on his body immediately lessen considerably.

He wasn't trying to use the Four Archangels to fight Shiva; he just wanted to give himself some time to rest.

If he were to continue absorbing this kind of knowledge, he would probably go insane.

His actions were not much different from directly absorbing the knowledge from the Grimoire.

Originally, if he had already reached the level of 8=3, he could communicate with Shiva and gain power. But at this moment, it was like a middle school student running into a university classroom, with university knowledge being frantically poured into his brain.

In real life, you can absorb things slowly when you're in school, but this crazy speed is like trying to cram four years' worth of university courses into you in just one hour.

We can't take it, we absolutely can't take it!

At this moment, relying on the protection of the four archangels to gain a brief respite is something that can only be done out of necessity.

But Mephistopheles didn't want to give up, even if it might leave him paralyzed for a while. He didn't want to give up this hard-won opportunity.

This is Shiva! The real Shiva!

Having finally summoned such a supremely masculine god, how could we not take advantage of it?!

Furthermore, this knowledge does not only contain knowledge representing Shiva's masculine power, but also includes knowledge of feminine power, since Shiva is, on another level, a deity with female demigods.

This knowledge can then be used to summon Parvati, the Snow Mountain Goddess, or Kali, to compensate for one's lack of knowledge at the pinnacle of the feminine aspect.

Even if I'm half-dead from Shiva's power right now, it's all worth it for this goal!

After a brief rest, Mephistopheles stepped outside again, leaving the angels' protection.

Instantly, the raging knowledge transformed into a torrent, once again impacting him. Even after stepping into the realm of demonic cultivation for so long and learning so much knowledge and laws that defied normal worldviews, looking at this knowledge now still made him feel as if the world had collapsed.

The toxins spread throughout his body. Even with the four archangels behind him helping to resist and dispel the toxins, he was still outside their protection. The toxins accumulated much faster than they could be dispelled. In just a short while, Mephistopheles felt his legs gradually lose sensation, his eyes gradually dimmed, and everything in his vision became blurry.

He sighed silently, enduring the pain, and leaped backward, returning to the protection formed by the four archangels.

Raphael's power symbolizes healing, and this healing power restores Mephistopheles's body. However, for his soul, the impact of Shiva's knowledge still lingers. His eyes begin to regain their sight, but he still feels a stinging pain, as if needles are piercing them, which lingers for a long time.

"It seems I can try one more time, but then it won't work. Although I successfully summoned Shiva, it's impossible to keep this avatar as my future reliance. At most, I can intercept a portion of Shiva's power and integrate it into the book, perhaps to create new True Magic..."

Mephistopheles thought to himself that today's summoning was extremely lucky, but good fortune also brought problems. The power of this avatar was too great for him to control.

The only way is to let it return to its own world and not stay here.

Otherwise, who knows when this Temple might collapse.

Mephistopheles sighed helplessly, took out his Golden Book forged by the god of fire, took another step forward, and, enduring the stinging pain in his eyes, looked at Shiva's physical body once more.

He held the Golden Book aloft, recalling the knowledge he had just gained, and guided Shiva's power to flow into the book!

Chapter 194 The Triune Goddess

Shiva's power is gradually dissipating because his avatar has left this world. This action was taken by Mephistopheles to make the other leave.

After three consecutive attempts and being invaded by the toxins, even with the protection of the four archangels, Mephistopheles had reached his limit. If this continued, his body would inevitably collapse.

The third attempt saw the toxins invade much more rapidly than the first and second attempts. This was because the toxins from the previous two attempts had not been completely eliminated, and each new attempt would cause the previously suppressed toxins to re-emerge and react.

Therefore, in his third attempt, after Mephistopheles painstakingly inscribed Shiva's power and image into the Golden Book, he immediately used his last strength to dispel Shiva's summons and retreat back to the protection of the four archangels.

Raphael's power was autonomously healing his body, while Gabriel's power was protecting his soul. Even so, his body was recovering very slowly, as slowly as a critically ill patient on the verge of collapse.

The speed of his recovery was balanced with the speed of his collapse, leaving him utterly powerless to stand up again!

Hurried footsteps approached, and soon a group of people appeared outside the door, including Olga Marie, Romani, Ritsuka Fujimaru, Mash Kyrielight, Black Jeanne, and others.

They looked at Mephistopheles lying inside with great concern, but they couldn't get in. It was as if something was blocking them from the outside, separating the inside from the outside into two different worlds!

"No, the barrier here is too strong. We can't break through it by brute force unless we find its weakness and then destroy its overall structure!" Leonardo da Vinci said after quickly examining the area.

"Then let's break it down quickly!" Olga Marie shouted, looking inside with worry.

"No..." Leonardo da Vinci shook his head. "The barrier Mephistopheles created isn't just True Magic circle; it's built around the entire building. If we want to dismantle the barrier, our only option is to demolish the house. But this place has been strengthened because of the barrier, so even outside the barrier, it's not so easy to destroy..."

"We can either destroy it with a large amount of explosives, but that would be enough to blow the entire Chaldea to smithereens, or we can destroy it slowly in other ways, but that would take... maybe ten days or more to destroy even a part of it."

Leonardo da Vinci's words sent a chill down Olga Marie's spine. Just then, she suddenly heard Mephistopheles's voice.

"Don't worry about me..." The voice was a little weak, but it was still clearly audible.

It's the information conveyed through the contract!

"How are you?! If you're still conscious, tell us what to do, and we can break the barrier faster and rescue you!" Olga Marie said hurriedly.

"No need." Mephistopheles refused her help, his voice weak but with a smile. "I wouldn't do something without a backup plan. The four archangels are still here, and the Angelic Power inside the barrier is abundant. With the protection of the four archangels, my soul will not be damaged, and my body is still recovering."

"I'm currently unable to get up only because the toxins and my recovery speed are evenly matched. But the toxins will eventually be eliminated, Raphael's treatment efficiency will gradually take over during this tug-of-war. Then, I'll be able to recover faster and faster. In at most a day, I'll be fully recovered."

Mephistopheles smiled, his voice sounding even better than before.

Olga Marie wasn't sure if this feeling of regaining some sensation was just her imagination.

"Don't worry, it's not my imagination. You all go about your business. I've come into contact with Shiva's power, so it's safer for me to stay here for now..." Mephistopheles said, and then tried to persuade them for a while longer.

Olga Marie breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Mephistopheles seemed to be alright, and turned to the others, saying, "Alright, go about your business. Mephistopheles said he's fine, he just needs to rest and recover for a while."

"But this..." Romani, being a doctor, still pointed with some concern to Mephistopheles, whose eyes were bleeding. He didn't look like he was alright at all!

"Raphael, he said Raphael is treating him now, and other angels are protecting him. I think, with Raphael, one of the four archangels, providing specialized treatment, there shouldn't be any major problems," Olga Marie said.

Romani fell silent upon hearing this. Raphael, the archangel in the Bible, was an angel who possessed medical skills. If even this couldn't cure the illness, he felt that his own methods were probably useless.

He finally sighed and nodded, saying, "I understand."

After saying that, he turned to leave, but before he did, he said to Olga Marie, "If he wants to summon a god in the future, you should tell him to be careful. It's too dangerous!"

Even though it's been blocked, even though it's a world apart, just looking at the footage captured by the camera, you can still feel the terrifying power displayed by that god.

After all, they all knew how powerful Mephistopheles was. He was a monster who could fight Typhon and was comparable to Zeus, the chief god of Greece. Yet, he was almost killed by Shiva!

Is the difference between gods really that great? Zeus was also the king of the gods!

Olga Marie nodded upon hearing this, silently saying to Mephistopheles, "You'd better be more careful in the future. This was far too dangerous. You summoned Shiva and almost killed yourself. How can Shiva be so much stronger than Zeus?! You can fight Typhon, so you shouldn't be any weaker than Zeus."

"What are you thinking? This isn't the Shiva of this world, this is the Shiva of my original world..." Mephistopheles's voice was a mix of helplessness and excitement. "My luck is really good. I was supposed to summon the Shiva of this world most likely, and then I might need to construct a symbol to establish a connection with the Shiva of my original world, but I just summoned the Shiva from there directly..."

"Unfortunately, or perhaps my strength was too weak, I only managed to summon a small fragment of Shiva. This small fragment contained only a tiny fraction of his power, yet even so, it almost destroyed the Temple I had built..."

Olga Marie was stunned by Mephistopheles's words. So, the power of a major god and a god-king in her world was less than that of a fragment of a god in Mephistopheles's world?

How can the difference in strength be so huge?!

"Don't feel inferior. If each of the angels I summoned were their true forms, they could destroy the entire universe. From a scientific point of view, each archangel is equivalent to an infinite physical universe. Just being summoned can cause the world to shake."

"It's just that my strength was very weak, so what I summoned barely reached the level of destroying the Earth... Oh, that's not the case now. Now I can summon much stronger power, and with the necklace's help, I can control even more power."

While recovering from his injuries, Mephistopheles comforted the devastated Olga Marie.

"Besides, this is Shiva, the god of destruction of the world. According to mythology, the original Shiva is equivalent to the perfect universe. He is the only god who is said to be able to prevent the world from being born as long as Shiva exists. Even if what I summoned is the Lord of Innocence who has removed his own yin aspect, he is still a terrifying existence. It is definitely no problem for him to shake up the universe."

Olga Marie didn't speak, she just looked at Mephistopheles lying on the ground inside.

The floor was covered in blood, but his injuries had mostly healed. The only problem was that Mephistopheles was still lying down. If you only looked at his body, the only thing that could confirm he was alive was his fingers.

Every now and then, my fingers would twitch slightly.

"Alright, go ahead and do your thing. As for communication between us, you can talk to me from your office. Just contact me directly if you need anything," Mephistopheles continued.

Olga Marie didn't move; she simply looked at the other person and said to the staff member beside her, "Bring me a table and chair; I'll be working here."

"Yes, Chief."

Mephistopheles was stunned, and it took him a long time to say, "Wait a minute, as the director of Chaldea, isn't it strange for you to be working in a place like this?!"

Olga Marie: "..."

"Are you deliberately trying to make me look bad?! You're happy to see me lying here like this?!"

Olga Marie: "..."

Just as Mephistopheles was about to say something more, Olga Marie gently patted the camera beside her. "That's right, everything about you is being filmed, including your current disheveled state. I'll save it and store it in Chaldea's database!"

"You!"

"Don't worry, people without sufficient permissions can't view this. I'll cut out the clips that are currently lying there."

"Phew..." Mephistopheles breathed a sigh of relief, only to hear the other person continue, "Then create a special area to store them, so that I can take them out to cheer myself up whenever I'm unhappy!"

Mephistopheles was stunned, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "You win!"

"Alright, stop talking. I'm working here, and it's not just me. Black Jeanne is here too, and she's been watching you the whole time. If her defenses weren't so high, she probably would have used her Noble Phantasm to break through the barrier."

Mephistopheles smiled and said nothing more.

He could still sense what was happening outside, and while his body was still recovering, he had other important matters to attend to.