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tide Jian raised her hand and found that her movements had briefly stopped. She and Morgan and the others were too far apart, and even the few seconds it took to reunite felt extremely slow.

start running!

With a slap on her thigh, Shiomi broke free from Demeter's oppressive aura and ran towards Morgan and Scáthach. They, too, sensed the danger before them and unhesitatingly activated a barrier.

The two magic spells overlapped, forming a solid barrier that isolated the area from external harm.

But that's far from enough. This is a merciless blow from the Earth Goddess. At least a defense of the level of a "secluded utopia" is needed to be confident of completely avoiding disaster.

The magic in the air was compressed to its limit, reaching a critical point as the vibration originating from Demeter reached its peak.

"Crush, begin."

Like a death sentence, the Earth Goddess uttered words that took away life.

Everything is being shattered.

Prosperous streets, robust life—neither inorganic nor organic matter can escape its influence.

As the literal meaning suggests, it began to crumble under Demeter's will.

Explosions and roars.

The dark, cloud-covered sky was illuminated crimson by the burning interstellar city.

This is an attack originating from the power of Demeter, a cry of power that tills the earth.

It can completely destroy cities by region, and in less than half a day, it can cultivate the entire Olympus region and raze the interstellar cities managed by the gods to the ground.

Even if it means going to such lengths, we must eliminate the enemy before us.

It doesn't matter whether it's important or not; only the result matters.

Even though everything was razed to the ground and death was everywhere, no citizen complained. The surviving citizens simply continued to pray and weep among the ruins, seeking Demeter's mercy and hoping to be relieved from the "pain" of this moment.

In any case, once things have passed, they will be resurrected in the hands of the goddess. For the citizens of Olympus, death is nothing more than a temporary respite.

People in the city fled while offering prayers.

No one paid any attention to Shiomi and her companions, who were still fighting in the center of the vast, ruined wasteland that had been razed to the ground.

"Tsk..."

tide Jian clicked his tongue in amazement and slowly lowered his raised hand. Countless wounds were etched on his body, and blood gushed from the wounds, making him look as if he had rolled around in a pool of blood.

However, all this blood came from him alone.

It was indeed the goddess Demeter's full-force attack that, upon returning to Morgan and the others, used her body as a shield to deploy a third layer of defense, finally blocking the vast majority of the damage.

"As expected of the goddess Demeter, her power is not to be underestimated." Scáthach knelt on one knee, leaning on her spear, slightly panting.

Morgan, supporting his left arm with trembling fingertips, said, "But even a goddess, with endless magical replenishment, cannot unleash such an attack twice in a short period of time."

Compared to Shiomi, who was almost covered in blood, they only had minor injuries and their clothes were slightly torn.

This is also because Xijian returned to their side and became their shield.

"Are you guys okay?"

He calmly turned around and asked the two of them with concern.

"He was slightly injured, but it's nothing serious. It's my husband himself who..." Morgan hesitated, then stopped.

Another reason why Shiomi was so badly injured was that she compensated for a lot of the damage. Morgan's injuries were an overflow of damage that exceeded the compensation limit.

Chapter 75 You are the bountiful star of the self-cultivating (2)

Because Morgan had his own compensation for damage, Shiomi slightly favored Scáthach when she was defending.

That's why in the end, Morgan and Scáthach both ended up with similar minor injuries.

“It’s alright…that’s wonderful.” Shio replied, then suddenly exclaimed.

"What?" Both of them reacted.

“In terms of the performance of my powers alone, I have the advantage. Come, let’s heal now.” As Shiojian spoke, she knelt down and clasped her hands together, “Miracle Water.”

Then, clear water gathered in his hand out of thin air, only to be stained red with blood.

There are two reasons why I say "take advantage of the moment".

Firstly, Demeter has not yet taken any further action, obviously because the damage from the previous attack requires a temporary cooling-off period; secondly, a defensive battle group composed of wide-area defense devices and magical beasts is converging on this side.

“It’s just like Finn McCool’s Noble Phantasm.” Scáthach couldn’t help but laugh.

“That man can’t create things out of thin air like I can.” tide Jian grinned, but his teeth were stained with blood. “It’ll have a slight smell of blood, so please bear with it.”

“This is my husband’s essence and blood; how can we make do with it?”

Morgan smiled and, without hesitation, leaned in and drank the entire handful of water.

His injuries were completely healed in an instant, and even his depleted magic power was replenished.

Scáthach wanted to complain about how Morgan hadn't left anything, but then Shiomi immediately had another handful of water in her hand, leaving her no room to complain.

After the two drank the healing water, they were completely refreshed and returned to their original, perfect state.

“A very Celtic style of magic… no, it should be called a Noble Phantasm.” Scáthach wiped the corner of her mouth with her long, slender fingers.

"Unfortunately, it cannot compare to the spring water of Mimir, and cannot bestow wisdom upon those who drink it."

Shiomi lowered her hand and picked up the chosen spear stuck in the ground.

A wisp of smoke rose from his body, and the wounds and bloodstains vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only the remnants of his clothing to testify to the battle damage he had just suffered.

The bronze giant lying nearby made restless noises. This huge creature, which had been affected by Demeter's attack, was about to recover thanks to Demeter's Clonomia.

“Be careful. If Demeter keeps launching those attacks, you’ll be exhausted from taking care of us,” Scáthach warned.

"Don't worry, we won't give Demeter that chance again." Shio's voice had turned cold. "We originally wanted to bring her to our side, but the opportunity is gone."

Morgan nodded silently and raised his hand, a water-colored mirror appearing before Shiomi: "My husband, just forge ahead without hesitation."

The bronze giant is trying to rise, and the warband of monsters and defensive structures is tightening its encirclement.

"Ah."

After calmly responding, tide Jian disappeared into the water mirror, as if the mirror surface had been shattered, and the mirror instantly scattered in all directions.

Then, Morgan and Scáthach stood back to back.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve collaborated like this on our own,” Morgan said.

“I agree.” Scáthach smiled.

"Don't drag me down, Scáthach."

“No, if you get hurt, my beloved student will be very sad, and I will be sad with him too,” Scáthach teased. “But you shouldn’t get hurt, since my beloved student is taking the blame for you.”

"There are too many counterfeit ones in the way. Hold down that bronze giant, I'm about to unleash my Noble Phantasm," Morgan commanded.

"You're quite good at ordering people around!"

As Scáthach spoke, she leaped up and fell from the sky like a meteorite, crashing into the bronze giant's head and crushing it.

"This is mercy, bow your head. There is no terror, no hope. Only death as a sinner is possible—!"

Countless demonic spears rained down on the ruins, triggering a series of explosions.

Magic surged forth, and a deafening roar shook the heavens.

Morgan glanced at Demeter out of the corner of his eye; a silver meteor circled the goddess's true form, constantly impacting and attacking the massive ship.

When the husband is fighting, how can the wife be willing to fall behind?

"The unreachable utopia" continues to be liberated, solely to burn away all enemies that approach this place!

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Just as Morgan had seen, Shiomi passed through the water mirror and instantly appeared before Demeter. Holding the Spear of Choice, he repeatedly struck the hull of the massive ship, searching for its core.

"Why...why would you seek your own death?"

Demeter's mournful voice echoed, revealing her unchanging character.

"A dead end? No, I'm looking for a way to live!"

After piercing Demeter's shell once again, Shiomi stepped on it and loudly proclaimed.

"So--"

The true form of the Machine God trembled once again.

"Do you think the same trick will work a second time?" tide Jian raised her hand.

Countless clones appeared in the sky, transforming into a continuous stream of meteors that relentlessly bombarded Demeter's defenses, damaging its outer shell and armor.

As Shiomi said before, in terms of power alone, Shiomi actually has an advantage over Demeter.

Demeter is in charge of the power called abundance, specializing in production and regeneration, and can bring the dead back to life.

Shiomi can do this too, but it's only a part of that power.

What he possesses is not the power to live, but the power to create.

The same forces conflict with each other, yet also cancel each other out.

Shiomi's chosen spear etched countless wounds onto Demeter's true form, yet Demeter was unable to repair them in a short time, as if under some kind of curse.

Using this, he continued to peel away Demeter's outer shell.

Demeter, whose logic had been disrupted, was unable to distinguish the real Shiomi from among the many clones. She could only narrow down the range of her wide-area attacks and concentrate them around herself to increase their power and accuracy.

After the impact, the city and its citizens below were reduced to ashes. Many of Shiomi's clones were also unable to maintain their defenses and dissipated after the impact broke through them.

All vanished.

In an instant, Demeter realized the danger. The real Shiomi had already moved away from her true form and was at a perfect distance.

Because Demeter's divine core has already been exposed, even if she tries her best to repair it now, it will be too late.

There is only one answer left.

"Continental-class shattering mechanism, activate, divine core connection, divine core activation. My cry, my lament. Ah! 'You are the bounty of the tilling star' (Scream Eleusis)!"

"O ancient god-king, war god Marduk, hear my voice! Your divine might is now in my hands! Dispel destruction, create the future, 'Enuma Elish, the poem of new life'!"

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This interstellar city, suspended above the sea, was shaking violently, as if it might fall and sink into the sea at any moment.

Demeter's Noble Phantasm can transform the surface of a planet. Whether it is mountains, plains, cities, or seas, everything will undergo a complete change under this Noble Phantasm, changing in the direction she desires.

While that immense power may not be enough to create the world, it is certainly a vital force for cultivating the planet.

Humans living on the earth, and all life beyond that, are not spared in this process.

At this moment, in order to defeat Shiomi Tenkei before him, the power of the Noble Phantasm was reduced to its limit. It no longer pursued the destruction of a wide area of ​​the continent, but locked onto Shiomi, regarding her as a high mountain that must be leveled and an abyss that must be filled.

It would be unwise to rashly accept this attack without any preparation. In response, and in order to end this indiscriminate battle that affected everything around it, Shiomi made his choice.

When the true name of the Noble Phantasm "You are the bounty of the farming star" (ScreamEleusis) was released, Shiomi also summoned Marduk's Axe after a long time.

Once again, in this interstellar city, before the goddess of the earth, let us write a new myth, for those who have lost their world, for the still distant future.

He will write this entirely new myth.

The two absolute forces collided without reservation, the light tearing through the dark clouds above the interstellar city, and Zeus's thunderbolts lost their chance to strike.

Creates everything, destroys everything.

The once-thriving interstellar city, under the powerful impact, was annihilated in an instant, its buildings and inhabitants alike reduced to indistinct dust.

The scale of the impact continued to expand, spreading from the location where Shiomi and Demeter clashed to the interstellar cities.

The defensive forces, having been defeated several times by Morgan's Noble Phantasm, were awakened by their instinct for fear, or perhaps driven by the logic of judging danger, and began to retreat in all directions. However, because they chose the wrong path, they were successively drawn into the chaos.

“If this continues, we’ll get dragged into this too…” Scáthach gave a wry smile. “It’s best to retreat to a safe distance before things get out of hand, otherwise—”

She was filled with mixed emotions. Her beloved disciple had long since reached the point where she could kill her master. If she were to touch this moment of impact, Scáthach would vanish in the shock that shattered the earth and tore the sky apart.

Soul, body, and spirit—all will vanish.

But now, the Queen of the Land of Shadows doesn't want to die so easily.

Her beloved disciple's journey was far from over. Since she could accompany him on this journey, as his master, she would see him to the very end.

"...Your judgment is correct...but, are you underestimating your apprentice, Scáthach?"