Cú Chulainn's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He glanced helplessly at the still bloody, shocking wound on Xiao Wu's chest, feeling the ever-increasing divine power fluctuations, and could only offer a wry smile.
Why is he always so unlucky, encountering ridiculous opponents with an extreme incompatibility with his Noble Phantasm?!
Before he could react.
BOOM!!!!
A surge of divine power, far exceeding the previous one and violent enough to tear apart the sky and earth, erupted violently from Xiao Wu's seemingly slender body like a deep-sea volcanic eruption.
Her left hand, gripping the shaft of the demonic spear, burst out with dazzling sea-blue divine light, brutally fixing the crimson demonic spear inside her. Using this as a pivot, her body instantly closed the distance.
Her right fist clenched, and vast divine power condensed upon it, as if dragging an entire angry ocean. It smashed heavily into the center of Cú Chulainn's chest in the simplest, most brutal, yet unavoidable manner.
"Pfft—!!!!!"
Cú Chulainn felt an utterly irresistible force violently slam into his body, as if he had been struck head-on by a falling star.
The chest of his resilient Servant body instantly caved in terrifyingly at a visible rate. The sound of shattered bones rattled incessantly like popping beans.
Blood mixed with fragments of shattered internal organs sprayed wildly from his mouth like a fountain.
He was thrown backward completely out of control, like a stone hurled with maximum force or a kite with its string cut.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!
His body successively crashed through several giant, already-ruined buildings behind him. The terrifying kinetic energy did not diminish in the slightest. He then ploughed a long, bottomless, thousand-meter-long trench in the ground.
Everything in his path, whether bricks, steel, or the remnants of Soul Tools, was ground into the finest dust by the terrifying force that enveloped him.
Finally, with a dull, earth-shaking thud, he slammed violently into a colossal, exceptionally sturdy foundation wall, which barely halted his retreat.
Instantly, dust shot into the sky, completely shrouding the area.
Cú Chulainn was deeply embedded in the cracked wall, utterly helpless. Every breath was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain and large amounts of blood foam. He was clearly in a state of extreme severe injury.
(Forgot to mention, besides possessing the heaven-defying strong luck that can twist fate, the other method to counteract the reversal of causality is to possess a powerful vitality that is far beyond conventional understanding, capable of surviving even after the heart is pierced.)
Xiao Wu looked coldly toward the billowing dust where Cú Chulainn had fallen. She slowly released her left hand that was tightly gripping the spear shaft, then abruptly pulled with her right hand, brutally extracting the crimson demonic spear from her chest.
The moment the spear tip left her body, it did not draw out more blood. Instead, a vast and gentle sea-blue divine power washed over the hideous, penetrating wound.
The next moment, a miracle occurred—the terrifying wound, which would have instantly killed any mortal or Titled Douluo, rapidly squirmed and healed at a visible rate.
The flowing blood quickly stopped. The exposed tissues and bones were rapidly reconstructed by the divine power. In just a few breaths, only a shallow pink scar remained, and even this scar was quickly erased completely by the surging divine power, leaving her skin as smooth as before, as if she had never been injured.
As a genuine Deity possessing a Divine Core, her life form had already completely transcended the inherent limitation where the heart is the fatal weakness for humans and ordinary transcendent beings.
The natural rules of birth, aging, sickness, and death were almost ineffective against her. Having her heart pierced might bring intense pain and a momentary energy disruption, but it was absolutely not a lethal injury that could end her life.
As long as her Divine Core remained unbroken and the divine power within her was not utterly exhausted, she could rely on her powerful divine power to rapidly and almost infinitely repair her Divine Body, making her an immortal being in a certain sense.
Therefore, in a way, Cú Chulainn truly targeted the wrong opponent this time.
His signature Noble Phantasm that "reverses causality," which terrified countless heroes, might be invincible against mortals and ordinary Servants, a definitive trump card.
But when facing a true Deity like Xiao Wu, whose life level completely transcends the mundane and whose form of existence is fundamentally different, the core lethal mechanism of his attack becomes a complete nullification.
After all, when the "effect" of the heart being pierced, which is forcibly fixed, cannot lead to the final "outcome" of death, the so-called causal reversal is merely a futile act that adds a minor wound that can be fixed with a bit of divine power, rendering it meaningless.
Xiao Wu casually flicked the demonic spear in her hand, which still radiated an ominous red light. The divine blood adhering to the spear was instantly shaken off and evaporated by the flowing sea-blue divine power.
The vast divine light flowed around her like breathing, quickly repairing all the minor damages and exhaustion caused during the previous fight.
She again cast her cold gaze toward the ruined trench where Cú Chulainn had fallen, her expression still devoid of emotion.
The amnesiac her might not remember the specific past grudges, but she instinctively retained the absolute pride of a Deity, which tolerates no offense.
To be injured by a mere Servant in such a bizarre way, even though she quickly recovered, was a great blasphemy to her. Naturally, she would not let the opponent off easily.
In the distance, Cú Chulainn, who had manifested his demonic spear again and was struggling to support his upper body while coughing violently, suddenly felt that cold gaze, like ten thousand years of ice, lock onto him again. He couldn't help but shiver.
Clutching his completely collapsed chest, which was throbbing with excruciating pain, and coughing up large amounts of blood foam, he managed an extremely bitter smile.
"Now... I've truly bitten off more than I can chew. This is a huge problem..."
He had thought he was sure of victory based on the Noble Phantasm's properties, but he never expected that the opponent simply did not care about the fatal wound of a pierced heart, which is lethal to most creatures.
It seemed that this battle, which he thought was about to end, was not only far from over but was about to enter a phase that was even more difficult and dangerous for him.
"Die!"
Xiao Wu snorted coldly. The surging sea-blue divine power around her suddenly boiled like an agitated ocean.
She vaguely sensed several extremely powerful energy fluctuations from Huo Yuhao's direction, some of which even made her feel a little uneasy. She was naturally anxious to resolve the current opponent completely and rush to check the situation.
At the same time, she was annoyed at the momentary, inexplicable mental distraction she had just experienced—as if something extremely important and terrible was happening or about to happen. The unresolved, uncontrollable anxiety fueled her frustration, and the troublesome Lancer before her happened to be the perfect target to vent this inexplicable anger.
"Tch, is this the forced retreat?"
Cú Chulainn clicked his tongue, mixed with blood foam. A look of intense unwillingness and regret flashed in his eyes.
He hadn't had enough fighting with the other powerhouses of this strange world, hadn't enjoyed enough of the fresh thrill and ultimate excitement brought by this inter-dimensional battle. He did not want to make such a defeated and miserable exit.
If his Battle Continuation skill wasn't forcibly hanging onto his last breath, preventing his core from immediately dissipating, that punch imbued with divine power would have been enough to completely strip him of all mobility, or even force his immediate retreat.
He knew very well that he had reached his limit.
Neither the extent of his physical damage nor his remaining strength could support him in continuing the high-intensity fight with Xiao Wu.
He had absolutely no chance of blocking Xiao Wu's next furious assault.
If his original body were here, he might still be able to find a way out, or even attempt to reverse the tide, by relying on the almost omnipotent Original Runes Magic he mastered.
But the one who descended here was merely a memory construct summoned by the Holy Grail War. His power and abilities were primarily based on the Lancer-class Servant template. Even the power and versatility of his Runes Magic were greatly reduced.
Furthermore, being in this different world with distinct rules, it was unknown how much effect Runes Magic, a system rooted in the rules of another world, could even exert.
This was like a tiger, the king of the forest, suddenly plummeting into the endless deep sea. Not to mention whether it could defeat the overlords of the deep sea, it would be lucky not to drown in the vast ocean.
Conversely, a giant whale that rules the ocean, if forced ashore, would only be reduced to a salted fish waiting to be slaughtered. The dramatic change in environment is enough to greatly diminish the power of any powerhouse, or even cause them to lose their fundamental footing.
Different universes have fundamentally different underlying rules and power systems.
And Cú Chulainn was currently deeply experiencing the disadvantage brought by this lack of acclimatization.
Even subtle differences in basic physical constants like gravitational constant, speed of light limit, or energy conversion efficiency could turn a super-technological weapon that could easily destroy star systems in one universe into a pile of scrap metal that couldn't be activated, or even had an unstable structure, in another.
This was also why Herta, Genius Society #83, did not rush to immediately reproduce the cosmic-level strategic technology that was considered miraculous in her original universe after being summoned to this universe by Lu Jingming.
The limitations of basic materials were secondary; after all, with Herta's ability, she could always find substitutes or synthesis methods. More fundamental and thorny were the subtle differences in the underlying physical rules of the two universes.
The super-era knowledge and technology blueprints she brought had to undergo a process of adaptive modification and reconstruction to adhere to the local rules before they could function stably and perform as expected in this plane of existence.
Therefore, Herta had spent most of her time since her arrival immersed in the analysis and modeling of the underlying rules of this Douluo universe.
When the mood struck her, she would casually study the native Soul Tool technology, the purpose of which was absolutely not imitation. It was primarily to understand and master the unique physical laws and energy operation logic of this world more quickly and intuitively.
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