The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"It seems your servant has also lost. Then, as you said, shoulder the responsibility that exists in your bloodline."

"You should die, Tokiomi Tohsaka!"

Matou Kariya threw his final punch, and an emissary from the underworld emerged from behind him, taking away Tohsaka Tokiomi's heart.

--------------------------

Thank you Qiaoshuangshuang for the monthly pass and the razor blade. Thank you for your support, I am very grateful.

Chapter Twenty: Shooting Down the Ship

Time returned to the sky, and the two collided again. Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, fired his pre-prepared Noble Phantasm at the bottom of the solar ship.

The golden rays of the sun naturally engulfed most of the treasures, but only one arrow pierced through the sunship's radiance.

The defenses on the solar ship were completely ineffective against that arrow, which pierced through them and was about to strike the ship.

"I actually forgot about that. What a blunder."

Manshu slapped his forehead, realizing he had made a classic mistake: he had forgotten that the weapons retrieved from that guy's Gate of Babylon were not just for indiscriminate bombardment.

Since Gilgamesh is now determined to fight seriously, it is only natural that he will take out a targeted Noble Phantasm from his treasure to launch an attack.

Whoosh! This is the true wonder of the Gate of Babylon: it can always retrieve a weapon to counter the enemy, no matter what. If it weren't for this kind of personality, there would be very few people in the Holy Grail War who could stand against Gilgamesh.

That arrow was probably a Noble Phantasm specifically designed to target ships, a so-called anti-ship Noble Phantasm.

It was too late for Manshu to intercept it. The divine light of the solar ship was compressed at a high concentration and then blasted out. The scorching radiance instantly engulfed the incoming vision, but did not completely burn it.

(9) Because the arrow actually split into three, only one of them was destroyed, while the remaining two still hit the sun ship.

A deafening explosion rang out beneath Manju, causing his throne to tremble and the patterns formed by the surrounding magical beams to flicker.

4 “Ptah, protector of artisans and craftsmen, god of creation and fire, repair my ship of Ra.”

Scarface remained seated on the throne, only uttering hymns in a low voice.

4 A black bull with a vulture on its back emerged from the void. It stuck out its tongue, and scarabs emerged from it, swarming out and covering the breach in the sunship.

2 Then a ball of fire covered the scarabs, and after the fire died down, the bottom of the sun boat was restored to its original state, as if it were brand new.

"Now it's my turn to counterattack, King of Heroes."

After the Sun Boat was restored to its original state, Manju immediately began to organize an attack, with the blazing golden light as the vanguard, and Manju once again spoke in praise.

5 "Ah, Lord of Glory, Origin of Light,"

The gods were made all the more majestic because of him.

A surge of light emanated from the sun ship, so dazzling that even the Hero King instinctively reached out to shield his eyes.

But it was useless; the radiance it emitted was the infinite aurora, the true power of the sun god.

Gilgamesh simply stretched out his hand, and the smell of burning began to waft over. Just one glance was enough to make one feel as if their eyes had been burned.

He quickly took out a divine shield from his treasure vault and used it to shield himself from the scorching light.

However, this brief moment of distraction caused Gilgamesh to lose control of the situation, lose the initiative, and fall completely into a passive position.

He reached out and destroyed the enemy with fire.

He defeated the villain with his gaze.

Manjushri continued reciting the hymns in the book, and the radiance of the great god merged into a hand, reaching out to grab Gilgamesh's Vimana.

Having just escaped the blinding heat, Gilgamesh hurriedly retrieved weapons from his treasury to retaliate.

A wondrous weapon capable of severing magic was thrown out, and together with other Noble Phantasms, it severed the giant hand.

But the giant hand that was split in two transformed into two gazes. As the saying goes, a true hero kills with his eyes, and the gaze formed by the immense magical power was enough to pierce through Vimana.

A total of twelve defensive artifacts were taken from the Gate of Babylon. The burning gaze pierced through eleven of them, stopping at the last piece of divine armor.

“He jiu●≥⒋·。8二"÷⑷”〃参∧↑叁≮〇⑸刺蝟@*4折'^代购$“：He threw the javelin into the sky.

Shoot the arrow at Nu's devourer.

A javelin was shot down from the solar boat, its speed astonishing.

If Gilgamesh hadn't taken out four Noble Phantasms with automatic defense from his treasury after the divine armor blocked the attack as a precaution, that javelin might have pierced through the King of Heroes and Vimana together.

Even so, the four Noble Phantasms were torn apart, but it also gave the King of Heroes a chance to dodge. The divine javelin grazed Gilgamesh's left shoulder, completely destroying his throne.

Before Gilgamesh could even raise his head, an arrow was shot out.

This arrow was more deadly than the javelin from before. Although it did not have the same power as the javelin, it was more stealthy and swift.

The King of Heroes kept taking out his defensive treasures, and his formation was completely disrupted, leaving him in a sorry state of defense.

This was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time, and he probably only felt this embarrassed when facing the mistress of the sky and her bull.

Even so, he was unable to block Manjusaki's attack. The arrow he fired passed through the gap between the defensive Noble Phantasms and finally struck Gilgamesh's left chest.

The poison on the arrows began to spread and corrode instantly. If it weren't for the fact that the King's Treasury contained a secret medicine that could cure all poisons in the world, the battle would probably have ended at this moment.

But it was all in vain; the sun's divine light fell like rain, tearing Vimana apart before he could dodge.

The wings made of emeralds vanished in the radiance, and the golden hull of light plummeted downwards.

In the battle in the sky, the ultimate victor was Manjushri, while Gilgamesh and his divine ship crashed to earth.

"Praise be to you, Ra, the righteous master!"

Manjushri offered a final eulogy to Ra, rose from his throne, and returned to the bow of the ship.

The sun's radiance did not stop; it continued to shoot down golden, magical light relentlessly towards the crashing ground.

The wreckage of Vimana was utterly shattered, and the golden ship of light ultimately proved fragile under the sun's radiance.

Tokiomi Tohsaka's life ended at this moment, and all the glory vanished, bringing the grand spectacle of the night to a close.

"This place shouldn't have been destroyed."

Manshu suddenly remembered that the Tohsaka family's location on the ley lines could be used to summon the Holy Grail, or perhaps it was worthwhile to occupy it.

However, at this moment, most of the Tohsaka family mansion was destroyed under the sun's divine light, and the ruins were burning fiercely in the flames.

When Manjusaka casts her magic, rain falls and extinguishes the flames; this is the power of Tefnut.

Manjushri first landed at the place where Vimana had crashed to check. There was nothing left there except the soil that had been stirred up by the sun god's light and the deep crater that had been blasted out.

It appears that Gilgamesh has been defeated and lost his Master. Manjusaka used his magic to sweep through the vicinity and used Thoth's divine power to discern traces in the surrounding area.

9. There was still nothing there, not even a trace of it.

Chapter Twenty-One Conclusion

4. "Has something unexpected happened, my king?"

Matou Kariya also arrived here. The location where Vimana crashed was still very conspicuous. The ship of light, made entirely of gold, was simply too dazzling. Even though Matou Kariya only glanced at it, he still remembered the direction and walked over.

When Matou Kariya arrived, his joy was evident on his face. However, when he saw Manju frowning and looking around, he immediately showed concern and asked.

2. "It's just a bit of a pity that we only won, but we weren't able to kill Gilgamesh."

9 Manshu felt this way for no reason. The surroundings were too clean. Did that king really not struggle at all before he died, and did he just accept his death without using any tricks?

0. Obviously, this is unrealistic, so we have to report a bad conclusion.

5. Gilgamesh, who possesses an extremely high level of independent action, can still exist independently for several days even after losing his Master.

In other words, he could easily find himself another Master and continue the Holy Grail War.

"That arrogant Golden King just ran away like that? That's so different from the attitude he had before."

Kariya Matou knew the seriousness of the matter. Manju had always regarded Gilgamesh as his most troublesome enemy, but he never expected that he would fail to succeed this time either.

"However, this defeat is enough to hurt that Hero King Gilgamesh. Next time he fights you, he will probably be at a psychological disadvantage."

Kariya Matou said reassuringly, having also noticed that Uncle Man was not in a good mood.

“You’re right. Now that that guy has escaped once, he’s no longer worthy to be my enemy.”

Manju quickly adjusted his state, exhaled and smiled, and said to Matou Kariya.

"But Yan Ye, you did very well tonight, much better than me."

"This is all thanks to your blessings and your power. How can it all be attributed to me? Most of the glory should belong to you."

Matou Kariya said repeatedly, and immediately knelt down on the ground.

"How many times do I have to bring this up?"

Manju reached out and pulled Matou Kariya up, shaking his head as he spoke.

A radiant sun rose from the ground, carrying the two people back to the sky.

"This is definitely true. I've been aware of what kind of person I was before. I was just a piece of trash. Forget about beating Tokiomi Tohsaka, it was unlikely that I could even get him to use his full strength."

Kariya Matou recalled himself before he summoned his Servant; at that time, he was probably already in a state of near madness.

Aside from that one obsession, there's not much room for thought in my mind.

This was also because the inhuman suffering he endured that year left him unable to think about anything else.

Only by relying on that one unwavering belief and constantly reinforcing it can one persevere.

Even so, it's only been a year. No matter how much you squeeze the body to produce, the results are still laughable.

A body with a lifespan of less than a month provides meager magical power, lacks even basic magical knowledge, and may not even be as good as an apprentice.

And so they continued to fantasize about revenge, still indulging in unrealistic dreams, unwilling to wake up from their obsessions that had become corrupted by stubbornness.

Thinking about this, Matou Kariya realized that he hadn't changed much since middle school.

He's still that boy who's always dreaming and fantasizing.

But it wasn't surprising back then; it's laughable that it still looks the same after more than a decade.

"Without you, my fate would have been to be burned to a crisp and become a corpse by the roadside. Tokiomi Tohsaka would have just regarded it as eliminating a traitor of the magic path and forgotten about it. Sakura would have become a sacrifice of Zouken Matou and continued to be tortured in the insect warehouse."

“My king, how could I possibly take any more of your glory? It should all belong to you, and all things in this world should be in the hands of the pharaoh.”

Matou Kariya knelt down again and said sincerely.

"You still remember?" Manshu laughed, the laughter growing louder and louder, resounding throughout his chest, allowing him to laugh so freely and unrestrainedly, a rare occurrence for him.

“You have done very well, Yan Ye. But since you remember, you should know that on this land, nothing is impossible for the Pharaoh, and all things are in my hands! All glory and splendor are, of course, in the hands of me, the incarnation of the God-King.”