The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

The lingering shadows even formed a pitch-black tower, a stream of shadows from which no magic could be sensed.

Upon arriving here, Yggdrasil followed the orders he had received. Having entrusted the blade in his hand to his Master, he did not hesitate or waver in the slightest.

Dark shadows and blades lunged forward, trying to build a towering pylon to reach the sun in the sky, or even pull it down from the heavens.

But this is too much to ask; the shadow can't get close to the sun at all. It just melts away when it gets close to the dark shadow.

Come to think of it, how could a mere shadow possibly touch the sun?

Even a broken sun was once the primordial force that ruled the Aztecs, a black sun that illuminated all things.

Moreover, it seems that here, this is not just the dark sun that ruled the First Sun Age.

Although the four-colored smoke mirrors in mythology are just titles, only the black smoke mirror truly represents Tescatlipoca.

q But here, the four-colored smoke mirrors, except for the white one, represent three divine aspects of the same deity.

In other words, the skin-peeling master as the red smoke mirror and the left hummingbird as the blue smoke mirror are both classified as the side of Tescatlipoca.

This is, of course, an even more terrifying thing. The Skin-Peeling Lord is the God of Rebirth, and also an extremely ancient and primitive great god.

The peeled-off, rotten skin represents new life and the renewal of the seasons, as well as the shedding of death and the rebirth of life.

⑨ As mentioned before, the left hummingbird, Vichlopochtli, even replaced the sun god Tescatliboka in the religious reforms after the establishment of the empire, becoming the new sun god.

(iv) This is also a very noble deity, the national guardian and supreme god of the Mexica, that is, the Aztecs.

(8) He is the god of war, the sun god, and also the guardian god. The story of Viclopochtli promising the Mexica people the Promised Land is enough to illustrate his status.

2. In the Mexica story, they were summoned by Vizilopochtli and left their barren homeland.

(4) They spent hundreds of years migrating, guided by Vizilopochtli, who transformed into a hummingbird.

3. They eventually arrived at a small island in a lake, and on that island, a divine eagle landed on a cactus.

The divine eagle is the incarnation of Vichilopochtli, who promised the people of Mexica: the fields of corn and deer, the boundaries covered by heaven and earth, will all belong to you in the future!

After that, the divine eagle flapped its wings and soared into the sky, transforming the land within its sight into the kingdom of God.

Meanwhile, cacti penetrate deep into the earth, connecting everything they can reach with their roots.

The island in the lake is the promised land of the Mexica people, which they call the land of cacti.

On this very land, they built a magnificent city, the great city of Trochtitlan, upon which present-day Mexico City is built.

This is the founding myth of the Aztecs, and the current coat of arms of Mexico is based on this story.

The ascension of Vizilopochtli to the position of sun god marked the true peak of human sacrifice in the Aztec civilization.

The sun, sustained by heart and blood, is Vizilopochtli, whose sacrifices, brought about by the War of Glory, ensure that the bloodshed on the Great Temple never ceases.

And like Tescatelli Pochettino, who is also a god of war, he is also a symbol of warriors.

The highest-ranking warriors of the Aztecs were the Jaguar Warriors and the Eagle Warriors, with the Jaguar and Eagle representing Tescatlipoca and Vizilopozzi respectively.

Although Vizilopochtli means hummingbird, in its subsequent evolution it gradually became more like an eagle.

This is largely due to the rise in Vizilopochtli's status and the changes he underwent after becoming a god of war.

Therefore, the power of the four-colored smoke mirrors created by the primordial god at the beginning of creation, except for the white Tescatlipoca, can all be manifested here.

Behind the dark, incomplete sun, lies a sun that drinks its fill of blood and continues to emit scorching light, burning fiercely.

However, that sun may never truly appear on earth; it should be a terrifying blazing sun that requires human blood and hearts to sustain and maintain.

But even the light emanating from within is an incredible power, destroying the shadows that blocked the way below.

Manju ignored Yugo Hassan; he would never be able to affect the sun without paying the price of his death.

And unless he could crash headlong into the sun, even death is not so easy to seek.

The sun easily smashed the towering shadow that stretched towards the sky, and then reached directly above the special correction center.

Before the people in the special correction center could even react, the dark sun fell from the sky at supersonic speed.

The entire special correction center was destroyed in an instant, leaving no room for resistance or struggle.

The pitch-black flames burned here, and billowing smoke billowed out, making this place the land that Manjushri could control.

All the irrelevant personnel had been thrown into the underworld on their way to Megatelan, leaving only one man, who collapsed in front of Manju.

"Your men may still reach the paradise of rest, but you have no chance unless you can offer a sufficiently satisfactory sacrifice before the temple."

Fardiulos could even say he hadn't quite processed what had happened, less than a quarter of an hour after he ordered the others to stop Manshu from going over.

Less than half a minute had passed since the special correction center was destroyed.

Everything turned into ruins in an instant. Even his deputy, who had been standing next to him just moments before, was nowhere to be found, as were the personnel operating the equipment in front of him.

Could they all be dead?

Faldius thought this way, and found it reasonable.

If the terrifying heroic spirits approaching from the front are indeed Servants from the Aztec world, then life is probably not something to be concerned about.

After all, that was when human sacrifice had reached its peak, and the process of sacrifice required a long period of learning and training to master.

"What kind of offerings do you need? This land can easily provide them."

However, Faldius didn't have time to think too much. He didn't think that the servant in front of him would have the leisure to wait for him to think it over before giving any reply.

Having regained his ability to think, Faldius paused briefly before speaking.

"It depends on you, not me. You have to find a way to salvage what is your life."

Manju did not give a definite answer. After speaking, he stretched out his hand and reached out to Faldius.

"Is this your punishment? But I was prepared to pay with my life for this."

Or do you believe that the city's more than 800,000 inhabitants will become your sacrifices, and therefore expect us to issue the order to destroy them?

Faldius took a deep breath and continued, but this time he didn't even get a reply.

The outstretched hand grew larger and larger in front of him until it covered his vision, and then he lost consciousness.

"Why make it so complicated? Becoming the victor means you don't have to die, but it seems you're not ready for that yet, so be prepared to die."

But even if death is inevitable, one should choose a glorious one, at least to be a worthy sacrifice, you fool.

Manju also captured Faldius in his underworld. He was naturally dissatisfied with the other party's answer, so the other party only had one last chance. Although it seemed impossible to catch him, at least he could have one more laugh, so there was no need to be anxious.

Let's deal with the other eight things first, namely the six Holy Grails cultivated in the seven cities of the continent. ③≠″⒋¤∽si，贰ˇ】

This is something we must hold firmly in our own hands, after all, it forms the foundation of the Holy Grail War.

The Greater Grail fragments that Francesca stole in Fuyuki were nurtured here, which is also the source of this fake Holy Grail War.

And the only place that can reach that thing is underground.

Although it's not here, theoretically it should be underground in Crystal Hill, which is where the city's spiritual veins connect. However, it's not too far away, and you should be able to find your way there.

Manshu shook the fog mirror in his hand, trying to use it to indicate the direction, but the mirror only showed swirling fog and nothing else.

"Can't see anything? Looks like someone beat us to it. As expected, something like the Greater Grail should be seized without hesitation from the very beginning."

Manshu wasn't too surprised by this, but she subconsciously exclaimed in surprise.

It goes without saying who would try to escape the Greater Grail before him; it's obvious.

Francesca and Bazdilot might have had this idea, but one is already dead, and the other couldn't do it quietly.

That would only mean that the goddess who possessed the vessel of the Lesser Grail, coupled with Odin's power, would be able to shield her own senses, which is perfectly normal.

9. "As expected, we were careless, because this time we were not affected, and we didn't even plan to search for the Greater Grail in advance."

Manshu shook his head, feeling a little regretful. He realized that he sometimes relied too much on the wisdom and vision that the eyes he was given.

4. When it is temporarily unavailable, one may inevitably show signs of confusion, repetitive actions, and meaningless behavior.

8. "The storm is already approaching, indeed, we just need to wait until tomorrow."

4. Let's see if your preparations are up to par and whether you can overcome everything to achieve victory.

2. Manju then disappeared from here, turning into a dark mist that blew towards the police station.

9. "Did the special correction center just vanish like that? It was truly an unstoppable force."

Faldius's lair must be heavily fortified with barriers and magic, and Orlando doubts he has the strength to break through.

5 But in the hands of its own followers, it is destroyed in an instant.

"But since this is the outcome, we should prepare to appease our superiors in the government and make them understand that even if we decide to carry out the Aurora crash, it will be meaningless."

So Orlando stood up and prepared to do what might be called a report.

"Don't rush to leave. I think there are more important things to take care of here."

Orlando had just stepped away from his chair when Manshu's voice rang out from in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Orlando immediately reversed his position and returned to his chair.

"Of course, your matter is indeed more important right now."

"Your attitude has improved quite a bit. You're joking. You've changed your strategy. In the future, you'll still have to resort to violence before showing friendliness."

Manju tilted his head, pulled out a chair, and sat down. As he spoke, he found Faldius in the underworld and threw him out.

"This is……?"

Seeing Faldius fall directly onto the desk, Orlando looked at Manshu with a puzzled expression.

"Have you forgotten what I said not long ago?"

“I thought it was just a joke, but… if this is what you want, I will try to do it.”

Orlando seemed a little hesitant at this moment, but after a moment's hesitation, he still gave an affirmative answer.

“It’s not that I wish for it, but that this is the duty you must fulfill, the duty that was destined the moment you received the divine wine from my hand.”

Manju said this, and then poured out the divine wine from his hand.

"This is still a cup of wine, but you decide who drinks it with. This is for the warrior, but who it is is up to you."

Manshu pushed the wine glass over, then got up to leave.

"By the way, I advise you to prepare yourself, because the end of this city is coming tomorrow."

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