Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 129: Blue Spearman's Spin Charge

( C Chulainn title according to wiki since its kind of weird to use blue lancer )

Seeing his spear being bitten by Spike, C Chulainn felt like he had been insane. "How did you do that?!"

His spear, Ge Bolg, possessed the ability to reverse causality. By releasing the effect of "already struck" first and then releasing the cause of "thrusting out," it achieved the sequence of striking before thrusting. In theory, no matter what countermeasures Spike took at this moment, as long as Spike was within the range of his Noble Phantasm's capture when C Chulainn released it, all of Spike's countermeasures would be in vain. At most, it would be a futile struggle before facing death.

So, the question arose... Why could this dog bite his spear?!?

Facts speak louder than words, and no matter how much C Chulainn couldn't comprehend it, he couldn't change the fact that Spike had the spearhead in its mouth.

Realizing that his Noble Phantasm was ineffective against Spike, C Chulainn made a decisive decision. Clearly, this enemy was beyond his ability to handle. If he didn't strategically retreat, he feared he would become dog food under the jaws of this foolish dog. C Chulainn absolutely couldn't accept going from being the Savage Dog to becoming dog food for another dog. He would rather die than become another dog's meal!

Moreover, he didn't want to die!

What's the point of playing if he's just going to throw his life away? No, absolutely not!

With that in mind, C Chulainn decisively attempted to withdraw his spear and make his escape. If his Noble Phantasm was useless, what could he use to confront this dog? Was he supposed to bite back like this dog?

However, just as C Chulainn was about to withdraw his spear and escape, he was astonished to find that he couldn't move his spear at all!

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Yes, it was completely immobile!

This isn't a metaphorical statement. The reality was that once this dog bit onto the spear, it didn't budge. No matter how much C Chulainn pushed or pulled, it had no effect. The spear seemed locked in time and space, completely devoid of even the slightest tremor!

"What sorcery is this?!" Feeling the absolute strength of Spike, C Chulainn was utterly shocked.

"Gururururu~" Spike gnawed on the spear with force, making protective growling noises, while saliva dripped from its mouth. It could already smell the scent of bone on the spear.

Regardless of whether C Chulainn was still holding onto his spear, Spike continued to lick the part of the spear inside its mouth. "Slurp~ Slurp~"

"Don't lick it, you disgusting creature!" Seeing Spike actually starting to lick his spear, C Chulainn immediately broke into a cold sweat and desperately tried to pull his spear out of Spike's mouth. But no matter how hard C Chulainn exerted himself, the spear remained completely motionless, showing no mercy.

C Chulainn started to panic. He remembered the shattered Excalibur, the partially bitten shield, and even Arthur's sacred sword being damaged by this dog's mouth. His previous confidence that Spike couldn't damage his Noble Phantasm was based on the assumption that Spike couldn't bite his spear.

Frantically trying to free his spear while wearing an expression of despair akin to the weeping face of the blue water goddess, C Chulainn shouted, "Let go, you damn dog! Let go quickly! This is not food! It's my precious!"

"Smack!" Seemingly annoyed by C Chulainn, Spike raised its hand and delivered a powerful slap to C Chulainn's face.

"Blrrgh?!!!" Feeling the tremendous impact on his left cheek, C Chulainn was sent flying like a ragdoll, spinning in the air for seven and a half rotations before crashing heavily onto the ground.

With just that one blow, C Chulainn felt like his brain had been thoroughly mixed. Even during the spinning process, several pieces of his beach shirt's fabric tore off, falling to the ground. One can only imagine the immense centrifugal force involved.

If another hit like that were to come, he would probably die on the spot. No... he would definitely die on the spot!

"This is your precious?" Spike glanced at C Chulainn, then at the red spear emitting the scent of bones, and pointed at his own chest with his right thumb. "This is my precious!"

"Damn it! You... ow, why does it hurt so much!" Sitting on the ground in a duck-like position, C Chulainn held his left cheek with both hands, experiencing unbearable pain that no human could endure, almost bursting into tears.

If there were pain levels as a standard, getting kicked in the groin would be a pain level of 100. Spike's powerful slap would be a pain level of 101, slightly more painful than a groin kick!

Well... although it was indeed a bit more painful than a groin kick, C Chulainn still wished that the blow had landed on his face rather than down there.

"Hand over my big stick!" Enduring the intense pain on his face, C Chulainn reached down to the ground and instantly summoned some tendrils of mana from beneath, which grew into a green spear. Gripping the spear tightly, C Chulainn leaped and swung it directly at Spike, who was licking the red spear.

"Smack!" The green spearhead struck Spike's head with a loud explosion, but the spear shattered into a pile of splinters. Spike felt the pain on his head and involuntarily closed his dog eyes.

"Still ineffective..." C Chulainn seemed somewhat unwilling to accept this outcome. Before he could finish his words, a prominent bump appeared on Spike's head.

Spike looked up at the lump on his head and then glared angrily at C Chulainn. Feeling the murderous intent, C Chulainn was frightened, and even his snot started to flow. He quickly apologized to Spike, "I'm sorry..."

However, it was evident that Spike didn't want to accept C Chulainn's apology. After placing the red spear on the ground, Spike directly pounced on C Chulainn!

Realizing that the situation was not good, C Chulainn promptly turned and tried to flee. But he was a step too late. In the moment just before escaping Spike's range of attack, Spike grabbed his right foot!

Standing up, Spike lifted C Chulainn upside down and swiftly spun him in his hand like a small top.

"Gurururur~~~!" The rapid spinning caused C Chulainn to foam at the mouth. Eventually, as Spike reached the highest speed while twirling C Chulainn in his hand, C Chulainn slipped out and was sent flying, transforming into a blue spinning top, spiraling into the sky!

That day, C Chulainn became a blue shooting star known as the Blue Spearman!