-861- Mythological War

"Splurt—!"

When such a sound echoed throughout the entire basin, clearly entering everyone's ears, the battle declared its end.

The crimson spear pierced through Cú Chulainn's skin, tore through his flesh, penetrated his heart, and the spearhead emerged from his back.

A large amount of blood splattered on the ground, staining the area in front of Cú Chulainn red.

"————"

Cú Chulainn, like struck by lightning, crashed into the mountain wall. As if truly impaled by the spear, his entire body trembled slightly. Eventually, he relaxed his body, let his head hang down, and fell into complete stillness.

The magic that had been active in the basin subsided.

The impacts, storms, sand, rocks flying, and the play of blades and swords, all disappeared, allowing the basin to return to calm.

However, after multiple intense battles, the previously transformed utopia-like basin had become desolate. Not only had the trees fallen, but the ground was also riddled with holes, in complete disarray.

Everyone looked at Cú Chulainn, who was nailed to the mountain wall, unconsciously holding their breath.

"Did... Did we win?"

Even Jason, looking frightened and shaken, asked this question, seemingly quite scared by the previous intense battle.

Not only Jason, but everyone else was also waiting for the final outcome.

Including Scáthach.

"Splurt!"

As the spear that pierced Cú Chulainn's heart was suddenly pulled out, much like how Cú Chulainn threw his own spear earlier, it moved through the air at an incredible speed. Leaving behind a trail of crimson, it autonomously flew back into Scáthach's hands.

Naturally, the other spear did the same. Both flew back simultaneously, being caught by Scáthach's outstretched hands.

"Phew..."

Rozen, after expending a considerable amount of magical energy, swayed as if feeling exhausted.

"Senpai!"

Mash quickly supported Rozen, helping him stabilize his posture.

As for Cú Chulainn, after the twin spear returned to Scáthach's hands, as if losing the supporting force, he slowly tilted toward the ground.

Then...

"Bang!"

With the forceful stomp of a foot, Cú Chulainn suddenly stabilized.

"What...!?"

Jason, Medea, and Atalante, the three of them widened their eyes in surprise.

"...!"

Karna, Arjuna, and Rama, the three of them simultaneously wore stern expressions.

"Roar!"

Even Berserker let out a roar that sounded like a roar of unwillingness, extremely loud.

In such a situation...

"I didn't expect that after obtaining a Master, you would become so troublesome. Truly annoying."

Cú Chulainn somewhat struggled to lift his head, but his face remained filled with cruelty and ruthlessness.

Clearly, his heart had been pierced, and his body was undoubtedly covered in wounds, yet this Mad King still displayed no change in expression, as if he didn't feel pain at all, not thinking he was seriously injured in the slightest.

"Monster..."

Mash said with a bit of trepidation, voicing the thoughts of everyone.

Only Rozen and Scáthach remained unfazed by this.

"I knew it; you wouldn't be defeated so easily."

Scáthach stated this as a matter of fact.

Rozen, on the other hand, was more rational and objective.

"So, this is the effect of 'Battle Continuation'?"

—'Battle Continuation.'

The manifestation of the unwavering obsession of a beast to not easily die. The ability to survive even severe injuries by sheer willpower, and at A rank, as long as it's not a fatal wound, it doesn't matter, and even if it's a fatal wound, it won't be absolutely fatal.

Cú Chulainn possessed this skill.

So, even with his heart pierced, this man still survived.

But...

"Injuries won't disappear, even if there are runes healing the wounded body. The damage caused by that spear is absolutely irreparable."

In other words, the current Cú Chulainn is at the end of his strength and is unlikely to pose a threat.

Next, as long as Cú Chulainn's spiritual core is truly shattered, or his spiritual foundation is destroyed, even if his 'Battle Continuation' is at EX rank, he won't be able to continue surviving.

"This spear attack is ultimately returned to you."

Rozen, covering his nearly healed chest, spoke these words to Cú Chulainn.

This finally made Cú Chulainn turn his head and look at Rozen.

"As expected, you are the most dangerous one."

Cú Chulainn spoke with extreme calmness.

"Although Scáthach is troublesome, the Greek and Indian heroes over there are also troublesome, but at most, they're just troublesome."

These are words only the current Cú Chulainn could say.

And, it's the truth.

"Regardless of what kind of Servant, in your hands, they can become dangerous weapons. Is this the final Master of humanity?"

Cú Chulainn stared at Rozen, as if looking at the biggest obstacle, hindrance, and impediment. The emotion that emerged was only one: murderous intent.

Clearly, for Cú Chulainn, who continuously moves forward just to achieve his goals and accomplishes everything through slaughter, Rozen has become an existence that must be killed.

That murderous intent materialized into a substantial weapon-like presence, stimulating the vigilance of every Servant present.

"Senpai!"

Mash raised her shield, standing in front of Rozen.

"We won't let you have your way anymore."

Karna also leaped forward, standing in front of Mash.

"Roar!"

Even Berserker roared loudly, holding his axe-sword and blocking in front of Cú Chulainn.

Then, not only Rama but even Atalanta stepped forward, standing on the opposite side of Cú Chulainn to protect Rozen.

Seeing this, Scáthach couldn't help but smile.

Previously, Scáthach mentioned that she chose to follow Rozen to witness his abilities as a Master and act together.

Now, Scáthach finally witnessed Rozen's true talent.

"Not only can he enhance me to that extent, provide the best support, create the best opportunities, and grasp the timing perfectly, but also has the charm to make heroes from various mythologies stand side by side with him. Very well, truly excellent."

Scáthach admitted this in front of everyone.

"Perhaps in terms of spear technique, he can't compare to you even if he tries his best. Forget about talent; he doesn't even have basic manners. However, his talent in magic surpasses yours. As a Master, he is unparalleled. As a disciple, he is the ideal type I've been pursuing."

Scáthach addressed Cú Chulainn in this way.

"This disciple is much more outstanding than you, Setanta. You won't be able to kill him."

Scáthach asserted.

To this...

"Indeed, as I am now, I can't kill him no matter what."

Cú Chulainn spoke mercilessly.

"But, as long as his purpose is still to save human history, to repair the Singularities, to recover the Holy Grail, then I will have plenty of opportunities to kill him."

Thus, Cú Chulainn made a declaration.

"In this mysterious and sparse land, we, the heroes of mythology, have been summoned."

"Now, the indigenous people have withdrawn, leaving only heroes from Celtic, Greek, and Indian mythology."

"So, this is a war of mythology, a war of mythology taking place on the North American continent."

"If you have the confidence to destroy our myths, then come at us."

"I'll be waiting for you in the northern land."