Dathrohan offered a few words of praise before continuing to pilot the Knight-God, launching a torrential assault.
"Screee—!"
The grail knight was incredibly fast and fierce, incorporating various combat arts and spells into the fray.
In addition to the triple-effective 【Blazing Lake-Light Fire】;
There was also the 【Blade of Starry Night】, which could ignore a portion of armor and extend attack range;
And the permanent damage-reduction passive, 【Fairy's Blessing】, granted by drinking the water of the holy grail.
It wasn't just about raw stats, but mechanics.
One could only say this was the prestige of a high-tier 【grail knight】; a single mystery trait or path combat art was something commoners could spend a lifetime chasing.
It was a beauty of sheer power. Even a Titan frost-walker could not compare to the grail knight's 【Knight-God Stance】.
Faust went from barely managing to cope to gradually falling into a retreat, nearly pushed back to the brass gates of the 【Mountain Father】.
【The warm-up is about done. Use the modules once you're ready. This tower-builder's chassis won't last long at this rate of wear and tear,】 Mephistopheles' voice echoed in his mind. Faust followed the advice and took a step back.
"Enough is enough. My whole body is aching fiercely right now. It's time to activate it."
This was indeed Faust's first time piloting a Titan, but his contracted fairy was an ancient being who had witnessed ages past; there was nothing about the Golden Age that he didn't know.
In the Golden Age, piloting giant constructs was a prestigious field of study. Mecha knights usually used various functional modules to construct their own combat styles.
And Mephistopheles taught Faust a style that few knew, even during the Golden Age.
The prerequisite was that the user must have path experience as a 【martial saint】 or an 【observer】, along with the installation of 【Furinkazan】 and 【Steel Breathing】.
【Furinkazan】—this functional module worked by pushing the machine's performance to its peak, breaking through its limits. As a price, the machine's efficiency would drop momentarily afterward.
A plain and simple overload, nothing unusual.
And 【Steel Breathing】 reduced the machine's performance to its minimum, using repair particles to recover damage and function. It was a sustain module.
These two modules seemed completely contradictory, but in reality, they had a miraculous synergy.
If the pilot possessed the skills and techniques of the 【martial saint】 or 【observer】 paths, they could use the exceptional control and insight of those paths to compensate for the machine's deficiencies.
【As long as your body can take it, you can cancel the recovery lag and constantly switch back and forth between these two states, enjoying the perfect benefits of both modules simultaneously.】
Mephistopheles' voice sounded like he was stifling a laugh:
【Even if you had depression, playing this would cure you.】
Oh, impressive. Since such an operation exists, I’ll have to be a man of many moods.
"Boom—!"
When Dathrohan launched another tricky slash, Faust no longer responded with desperation.
The furnace core heated up, pouring energy into the Titan's faint blue circuits. The abundant kinetic energy allowed him to parry the slash with a single thrust of his spear.
【Furinkazan】!
"Eh?"
The grail knight clearly felt the Titan's output surge. Unsure, he pressed forward to try once more.
However, the Titan construct dodged to the side, abandoning its offensive stance. The faint blue particles on its metal surface worked frantically, repairing the damage previously inflicted by the greatsword's slashes and thrusts.
【Steel Breathing】!
Trying to recover right in front of me?!
Dathrohan was astonished. There was no need to be so blatant about seeking death, was there?
But forget it. In that case, he would take the opportunity to end this dishonorable battle.
Thinking this, Dathrohan moved to drive the Knight-God forward to seize Faust, only to be struck in the face by a sudden, explosive outburst from the latter the moment he closed in.
Dathrohan stumbled back several steps, caught off guard. He was aghast: "You! How did you transition so fast?!"
The grail knight had fought ancient creations before. In fact, the modern 【Knight-God Stance】 was a product modeled after ancient weapons.
When an old ancient Titan activated a spell module, there was always a transition period, ranging from a few minutes to several hours.
But the Titan piloted by the Prince of Qingxi didn't even need a second!
【Furinkazan】, then 【Steel Breathing】! 【Furinkazan】, then 【Steel Breathing】...
It was a repetitive loop of broken moves!
"Oh wow, why didn't you tell me there was such a wheelchair playstyle earlier?"
Faust became familiar with the operating procedure and began to hit his stride.
"Ha, Prince Faust, though I don't know how you're doing it, I'll just attribute it to talent."
"It seems I must get serious to take you down."
After the initial shock, the grail knight regained his composure. Not only that, Dathrohan's battle intent was ignited.
Since Faust was relying on mysterious techniques to bridge the gap in raw stats, he no longer felt like he was bullying a junior.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every aftershock of the two colossi colliding tore through the void, letting out shrill, terrifying howls.
The ground cracked and the clouds were pierced as each shockwave from their collisions rippled out with physical substance.
Whether it was the frost-walkers of the 【Mountain Father】 or the troops of the grail knight order, everyone was forced to distance themselves from the pair to avoid being overturned by the aftershocks.
The area occupied by the Knight-God and the Titan became an absolute forbidden zone. Neither side could withstand the fallout of this battle; anyone daring to step foot here would likely be crushed to death in an instant.
"Creee—!"
Faust and Dathrohan moved almost simultaneously, engaging in the purest form of melee combat on the ground.
It was nothing but fist to metal!
Previously, Dathrohan had wanted to kite Faust, trying to minimize his own losses, but now that his blood was up, he couldn't care less.
Every clash between the two sides kicked off exaggerated gusts of air.
Visible rings of compressed vibration rippled out one after another. Dathrohan's posture was wide and open, fast as lightning, moving like a collapsing mountain!
And Faust, seemingly a mantis trying to stop a carriage, managed to continuously squeeze out physical energy to respond.
In an instant, accompanied by dull thudding sounds, the surrounding environment began to be brutally ravaged.
The earth was but sand to be manipulated! They could shape or destroy it at will.
Utter madness! Utter dominance!
Damn it! What could possibly stop these two loathsome demon gods now?
What could possibly stop them?!
"To see such a battle up close, it's worth the price of admission even if I die!"
The members of the grail knight order under Dathrohan's command watched the scene, all of them turning into bloodthirsty spectators.
Faust and the grail knight battled for three hundred rounds like this, yet a decisive victory remained elusive.
The grail knight's technique and mindset were truly flawless. Even with such a cheating playstyle, Faust couldn't gain much of an upper hand.
If this continued, the battle would likely reach a stalemate. Faust thought for a moment and decided to find a way to break the deadlock.
"I'll mess with his head!"
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