Heroic Spirit Summoning / Medea's Examination

Shiva's power and appearance were inscribed in the Golden Book. Noble Phantasm by Hephaestus and further embellished by Mephistopheles himself, this book is a true Grimoire. Relying on its descriptions of Greece mythology, it can draw upon the power of the omnipotent god Zeus.

Even so, it was not the real omnipotent god Zeus, but rather a True Magic formula constructed by Mephistopheles through his understanding of Greece and his own existence in the Age of Gods, which earned him the approval of the Greece gods.

It can be said that the Greece gods played a significant role in this process. Even though these are just Greece gods from the Type-Moon World, they still contributed a great deal in the process of building the concept.

Similarly, it shared the risk of Mephistopheles being poisoned, saving him from such great danger.

But Shiva is different. The Shiva fragments that descended directly brought pure knowledge and immense power, and the toxins they produced were even more terrifying.

Without the help of the Golden Book, he could only absorb the knowledge without retaining the symbolism of Shiva, and would need to recreate the corresponding True Magic Spirit Dress in the future.

Fortunately, he was able to reap the greatest benefits because he possessed this book forged by the God of Fire.

"Now it's all right. I have the knowledge, albeit only a small portion. But for an ordinary True Magic like me who hasn't yet reached the Human Apex, this knowledge is enough to support me in reaching the Abyss. Next, I'll rely on this knowledge to summon the Snow Mountain Goddess, the supreme power of Yin. I hope it goes smoothly..."

"No, it will definitely go smoothly. At least now I possess the knowledge left behind by Shiva, which is much safer than when I was summoning Shiva... However, I hope the Blood Mother won't punish me for changing the object of my communication..."

Mephistopheles thought to himself, his entire hand twitching as he clenched his fist.

Some of the toxins have been eliminated, and the damage to the body and brain is finally slowing down compared to the recovery brought about by Raphael. The body has entered a rapid recovery phase.

Even if the toxins will remain for a while, at least with Raphael's help, he shouldn't have to stay in bed for as long as he did back in Greece to detoxify.

The more toxins are eliminated, the more Raphael will suppress them, preventing them from affecting the body, until they are completely eliminated.

As Mephistopheles continued browsing through the knowledge left behind by Shiva, he suddenly frowned.

"Wait, isn't just the Snow Mountain Goddess enough? We also need to summon Lakshmi and Saraswati? But aren't these two the wives of Vishnu and Brahma? Yes, according to legend, the feminine aspect of Shiva, the Mahadevi, these women are all her incarnations... to unite them into a trinity... thereby summoning the true Shakti?"

"That's true. Shiva is within the universe, within the world, so he can be summoned directly. But to summon the Primordial Goddess Shakti, who only retains her power incarnation, to summon this power that exists outside the world, it is indeed necessary to rely on the Trinity for manifestation..."

Thinking of this, Mephistopheles, if he weren't still unable to move his body violently, would have loved to raise his hand and slap himself in the face.

Summoning three goddesses at once, all of whom are wives of Trimurti level, with the Snow Mountain Goddess being a major god, puts him under immense pressure!

Chapter 195 Heroic Spirit Summoning

"My purpose in summoning Shiva this time was to draw upon the highest male power and use it as a foundation to summon female power. However, I have only completed the first step so far, and the second step has not yet been carried out. I need to rest for a while."

Inside the room, Mephistopheles, Olga Marie, and others spoke.

By this time, almost a day had passed since he lay in the Temple. His body had regained its mobility, and the toxins had been suppressed. Although they had not been completely eliminated, at least they would no longer affect his health.

To suppress this toxin, he has been maintaining True Magic state, with the four archangels always following behind him. Although they have become phantoms, their angelic power remains abundant, accompanying his every move. At this moment, the entire interior of Chaldea is filled with the power of the four archangels.

This has resulted in a high concentration of the four elemental forces within Chaldea, causing magical energy to flow and transforming the entire region into a high-magic area.

Magecraft that are difficult to perform normally can now be done with just a few simple movements.

"Shiva corresponds to the Prima Materia of 9=2, right?" Ritsuka Fujimaru, who had been studying with Mephistopheles for a while, asked.

"Yes, it corresponds to the Prima Materia Hokhmah, which is 9=2. Its title is Wisdom. It is the domain of the stars and also represents the concept of male and father. It is generally represented by the zodiac."

"The god of Hokhmah is named Yod, the corresponding god is named Yah, and the archangel is Raziel."

"This archangel means a prince who knows secrets or hidden things. He accompanies God, listens to the mysteries of the universe, and records and transmits these secrets. If you are trying to perform dream divination or something similar, you can try to summon Him."

"Shiva holds an extremely high position in Hinduism, representing the pinnacle of masculinity. The original Shiva was androgynous, corresponding to the state of Adam, the perfect being, where 10 = 1. After separating his feminine side, the masculine Shiva corresponds to the wisdom Prima Materia, the father, who is represented by 9 = 2."

"Of course, the feminine aspect he separated, the representative of the mother, the supreme feminine aspect, corresponds to the Prima Materia Binah of 8=3, which is to comprehend, or understand, this Prima Materia."

At this point in Mephistopheles's statement, Ritsuka Fujimaru's eyes widened slightly. "So that's how it can be done. Shiva isn't even part of the Tree of Life system, yet he's being used like this."

Mephistopheles laughed, "It's actually about the use of concepts and symbols. It also includes some of the theory of Wiccan Magic. However, for Gold-type True Magic, the use of symbols and concepts is their forte."

"For example, in the Silver Star Cross System, the Blood Mother, also known as the Whore of Babylon, is the guardian of 8=3, while the Beast 666 is the guardian of 9=2, corresponding to the supreme yin and yang respectively."

Mephistopheles shrugged, "It's a pity I'm not very familiar with the Silver Star Cross System, otherwise I should have been able to cross the Abyss directly with the Blood Mother's help, instead of going through all this trouble."

Mephistopheles laughed as he spoke.

Everyone has their own path. The Silver Star Cross is the path that Aleister Crowley walked, and now he is invoking Shiva and attempting to ascend using the concepts and symbols of Shiva and his wife, which can also be considered a path that he has found for himself.

After silently processing Mephistopheles's words, Ritsuka Fujimaru asked with some confusion, "What is Wiccan Magic?"

"Oh, I forgot to explain. It's actually a kind of True Magic based on Celtic and witchcraft beliefs, incorporating polytheistic beliefs. Male and female gods from all religions can be found in the Wika, and each has its corresponding position."

"According to their theory, Zeus and Fuxi, as father gods, are of the same rank, or rather, they are the same god and can correspond to each other. Gaia and Nuwa can also correspond; they are just different names for the same god, both being father and mother gods."

"Due to its compatibility, it is a very suitable lubricant to use when performing certain True Magic practices."

After finishing his explanation, Mephistopheles took the opportunity to explain the knowledge related to Wiccan Magic to everyone. Although it was all very basic content, everyone studied very seriously. Perhaps because they had summoned Shiva this time, Mephistopheles felt that their level of seriousness far exceeded that of the past.

"He's probably been provoked," Mephistopheles thought to himself.

Standing once again in the Temple, Mephistopheles held the Golden Book in his hands. Although he had considered many names for the book, today he finally decided to give it a resounding name.

"Indeed, let's call it The Book of Mephistopheles. It's the most fitting name, containing my name and exuding the style of True Magic book!"

After choosing a name that would make people roll their eyes, Mephistopheles turned the pages and came to the page containing information about Shiva.

Shiva's image is thus imprinted within it. Even though it is just a portrait and looks ordinary, if you stare at it for a long time, you will feel something flowing out of it and beginning to penetrate into your brain.

This is the knowledge contained within the image of Shiva, and it is also the foundation of his True Magic.

Mephistopheles, relying on the power of the book, controlled this force of Shiva, drawing it towards himself.

"I bow to the supreme truth, I bow to the divinity within myself."

Shiva represents the supreme truth, as well as the inner self, the divinity of the self. With this ancient hymn, the power of Shiva manifests around Mephistopheles.

An ancient figure appeared behind Mephistopheles, like the phantom of one of the four archangels. This figure sat cross-legged, making no move, but its mere appearance had already unleashed destructive power.

Destruction can represent rebirth.

Along with the emergence of destructive power, a power representing new life also appeared, swirling around Mephistopheles.

These contradictory forces appear so harmonious at this moment, inseparable and intertwined.

Mephistopheles sensed this power and her body swayed slightly, not in a seductive way, but rather with a sense of strength.

As his right foot struck the ground, the entire Temple trembled for a moment, and indeed, the Temple shook!

Shiva's Dance of Destruction!

The dance unfolded slowly, and power began to gather. In an instant, earth, wind, water, and fire appeared all around, as if the world was about to be reduced to the four basic elements.

This world-destroying power continued to gather and coalesce, eventually transforming into a trident in Mephistopheles's hands.

Storms and lightning swirled around him, and at this moment, Mephistopheles inexplicably resembled the god of storms and lightning, with the faint image of Zeus also beginning to emerge.

"As expected, it works. The power of Shiva's storms and lightning can be used to draw upon the power of Zeus, the omnipotent god. But this also shows that it can be used in reverse..." Mephistopheles felt this powerful force, which was much stronger than the power of the four archangels he controlled!

"Indeed, after being forcibly crammed with so much knowledge by Shiva and having such intense intimate contact with him, my grasp of Shiva's power is indeed better than that of the Four Archangels, as if my own adaptability has been enhanced..."

Mephistopheles muttered to himself for a moment, then slowly ended the True Magic spell and returned Shiva's image to the book.

After the test, he had confirmed one thing: with the power of Shiva, he could draw upon the power of Shiva that could destroy the world, but it would be very difficult to control. Even Temple with planetary-level protection would tremble under such power.

It is conceivable that if he were to unleash this power outside, it would absolutely cause a cataclysmic disaster.

Therefore, the Dance of Destruction cannot be used casually; if it is used, it might bring about the destruction of the entire human civilization.

However, by manifesting the trident through the power of Shiva, and thereby invoking Shiva's power of lightning storms, and in turn invoking the power of Zeus, the omnipotent god recorded in the books, it is safer and can unleash even greater power than when directly invoking the power of Zeus.

The only problem is that the initial summoning process is a bit slow because it involves Shiva's transformation.

However, considering that the power has been increased by more than half at once, and can even continue to increase in power, Mephistopheles felt that the slow start-up process was completely acceptable.

Alternatively, you could simply use Shiva's storms and thunderbolts to fight, which wouldn't be a problem, except that you wouldn't be as omnipotent as Zeus.

"Phew, I still need to find some time to properly improve myself, absorb all the knowledge Shiva brought me, then structure the ritual, and reaching 7=4 shouldn't be a problem... After reaching 7=4, I'll consider summoning the three goddesses."

Mephistopheles muttered to himself, not in a hurry to leave the Temple; he had other things to do.

The Temple was not demolished but left standing, since a region with planetary-level defenses would be incredibly valuable to Chaldea.

Many dangerous Magecraft or True Magic experiments can be conducted here in the future, and it can even be used as a last bastion.

Of course, most importantly, Olga Marie believed that Mephistopheles would recklessly summon a god again in the future, so it was best to leave this place as it would definitely come in handy later.

After slightly altering the central summoning circle and adding a few special symbols, Mephistopheles stroked his chin and smiled.

"That should be fine."

He filled in the symbols belonging to Babalon, the Blood Mother, but this was only a starting point; the symbols he wrote around it represented a woman from the past, in Greece.

The opponent at this moment is Heroic Spirit, located in Hall of Heroes.

Mephistopheles deliberately infused the Blood Mother with his power because in the distant past, this girl had a connection with the Blood Mother because of him.

Since we need to pull people directly from Hall of Heroes instead of summoning clones, we naturally need to come up with some methods, such as borrowing the power of other great beings!

The mother of all things, who gave birth to all life, Babalon's power began to spread at Mephistopheles's call, but it did not take form.

The summoning circle, similar to that used to summon Servants, combined with the regular summoning circle drawn by Mephistopheles, and began to summon a specific target.

This kind of summoning spell, which is exceptionally targeted, will usually summon the target. If the summoning fails, there are usually only two reasons: either the target is too busy, or the target does not want to come.

Naturally, in this situation, as a True Magic, you cannot compromise with your summoned creature, even if it is a demon or Magic God. You can threaten it or manipulate it!

The power of the Blood Mother transcended time and space, tearing apart the barriers between reality and the world, and opening a narrow path.

A figure slowly emerged from the magic circle, with long purple hair and a beautiful face, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

She looked at the person who had summoned her, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Haven't seen you for a long time."

"Haven't seen you for a long time."

Mephistopheles smiled, withdrew his hand, and summoned the magic circle to remove the restraints, releasing the person trapped within.

The woman is a witch who rules a country, a heroine whose name has been recorded in mythology, but at this moment she is just an ordinary woman who, upon seeing her lover, rushes forward and embraces him tightly.

Medea, the Greece witch!

"You really succeeded!" she whispered, the now mature woman reaching out to grasp Mephistopheles's cheek, leaning in close, appearing passionate and unrestrained.

Even if I had a clone below and met the other person, and even if I could regain all the feelings after returning to my original identity, it would still be vastly different from experiencing it firsthand.

She demanded it fervently, as if trying to fill the gaps of the past thousands of years.

After a long kiss, she finally released his cheek, but still held him tightly, unwilling to let go.

"I thought you weren't planning on summoning me at all. I was waiting for you to summon my clone, but I didn't expect you to pull my real body down from the Throne of Heroes." Medea laughed, appearing unusually happy.

Mephistopheles was also very happy. He hadn't expected his attempt to succeed on the first try. Although he had benefited from the knowledge he had obtained from Shiva and had a certain degree of confidence, the fact that it was successful on the first try was still beyond his expectations.

"Do you know what? I sensed the power of the Blood Mother. That power severed my connection with the Root, stripping me from the Throne of Heroes. And while the Heroic Spirit should be a record of the Root, I discovered that the power of the Blood Mother has been hidden within me all along."

"Hide?"

"Yes, the hidden power emerged when you made the call, and now, because of you, a seat on the Throne of Heroes can be vacant!" Medea laughed, gently pinching Mephistopheles's nose. "Maybe the Root will come after you and make you take responsibility."

Mephistopheles chuckled, hugged the other person, and remained silent, savoring the tenderness of the moment.

Chapter 196 Medea's Examination

"What?! Mephistopheles summoned Medea?" Olga Marie's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this news.

Then, she took a deep breath, frowned, and said nothing more.

Even though she knew all along that the other party would definitely summon Medea, and even though she thought she was prepared, she still felt very uncomfortable when she saw the other party actually summon this legendary witch.

It's like something that was almost yours, suddenly being snatched away by someone else.

After Olga Marie dismissed the staff, she remained silent for a moment, then muttered to herself, "I'm not jealous at all!"

She kept denying it, but this state made her very uncomfortable.

If it's not out of jealousy, why emphasize it?

It gives off a feeling of "protesting too much."

Olga Marie then shifted her focus to another area.

"Seriously, couldn't you have taken it a little slower? Couldn't you have summoned other Servants first? Like, someone stronger, that Indian Servant looks pretty powerful, you could have summoned him first! Or you could have summoned Artoria or Mordred, why did you have to summon Medea first?"

She grumbled under her breath, but no one else could hear her; only she knew what she was complaining about.