Chapter 231: A Hopelessly Fair Fight
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As Diarmuid unleashed Moralltach's True Name, the Demonic Sword pulsed with an azure light. A wave of cerulean magical energy spread outwards, engulfing half of the Einzbern forest, transforming the ground into a simulated sea, a domain designed for sweeping, wide-arcing attacks.
It was a Reality Marble of sorts, a Bounded Field created by the Demonic Sword, a manifestation of Moralltach's full power.
The surface of the blade shimmered, images of the deep ocean appearing, the pressure of the abyss amplifying the Sword's power a thousandfold.
The blade, its edge gleaming, was enveloped in a churning wave, the air around it distorting.
Diarmuid swung the Sword with all his might, unleashing a devastating attack towards Saber, who was still charging Excalibur.
The air ripped apart, transforming into a wave, a crashing tsunami that raced towards Saber, its momentum building, threatening to crush everything in its path. The simulated sea beneath them churned and roiled.
Diarmuid, his magical energy depleted by the attack, felt a wave of weakness wash over him. But his face was calm, a confident smile playing on his lips.
Moralltach, by unleashing the power of the deep ocean sealed within its blade, could engulf his enemies, the Sword's energy mimicking the crushing force of a tsunami.
But that wasn't the reason for his confidence. It was the Demonic Sword's unique property, activated by releasing its True Name—the nullification of physical defenses.