The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Alcides squinted at the direction Hippolyta had come from, and even a quick glance was enough to notice that the quality of Hippolyta's spirit origin had been greatly improved.

But this only made Alcirindes feel threatened to some extent; to think that he could kill this Avenger, to whom he had already entrusted everything, was still a bit of a pipe dream.

"Very well, let's settle this here, Your Majesty."

Alcides knew that if he couldn't deal with the arriving Amazon Queen, he would have no way to spare the time to deal with the Bull of Heaven.

That bull was what he needed, so there was no need for further hesitation.

This happened before; the outcome of the battle had been decided, but the victor's original desires had vanished.

Therefore, the pitch-black arrow struck the police station without any restraint or consideration. If it were to fall, the entire police station and everyone inside would probably disappear together.

Manshu, who was talking to Orlando at the time, said a few words and then came out of the police station.

"So that's how it is. Because the plan failed, it's also heading towards its doom?"

The moment Alcides' body was corroded by the Hydra's venom, the countdown to his death had already begun.

Although the Honkai can temporarily survive thanks to Chiron's immortality and the power of the Black Mud, the Honkai is still beyond saving.

At least as of today, Alcides is only a hair's breadth away from collapse.

And just now, he was paying the price with his life and his reason.

Now that things have come to this, the price is irreparable, and thus the avenger, the fallen demon, is utterly destroyed.

5. Otherwise, launching an attack on the police station would indeed be an unwise move.

(7) If we act rationally, we should avoid the target that we cannot contend with and go to the underground of Crystal Hill with his Master.

Although that thing is no longer there, for the side that has not obtained the information, it may be the only hope.

If Lu doesn't directly try to seize the Holy Grail, the chances of winning are already virtually nonexistent.

"O Avenger, who has lost the name of a great hero due to being twisted, and who continues to fall into the deep and narrow spiral of depravity, perhaps this is the end you deserve, even though another cannot have his wish fulfilled because of it."

The fourth Rider has vanished, and both Riders have returned to the Holy Grail. This can be known without even possessing the Holy Grail, simply by examining the base they created.

Scythia falls on her path of revenge, and the avenger she targets also falls halfway through.

2 This is a fitting ending, but compared to the previous ones, it's rather tragic, and neither one brings any satisfaction.

Alcides, whose name means "one who reverses misfortune," though this was not achieved here.

So how should we send off this fallen avenger? Perhaps we should still sing the name of that great hero.

"Hercules, fearless heart, valiant Titan. Your hands are like iron, unconquerable; your heroic battles are glorious; you manifest in countless forms, father of time, eternal splendor..."

"shut up……"

Alcides, whose original appearance was no longer recognizable, was covered in red and black sludge and looked like a shadow follower assimilated by the black mud. He made a sound with great difficulty.

But this did not stop anything; Manjus's voice never stopped, nor did the surging power.

Wearing the cloaks of dawn and night, the twelve pillars of Christ stretch from the east to the west, their illusory shadows, wielding clubs and bows and arrows, are outlined by the clouds.

The figure did not wield the wooden club that was likely made from trees felled from Nemea, but instead raised the longbow in his hand and shot out a poisoned arrow.

There was nothing to hinder them; the venomous arrows that flew from Alcides' hands could only serve as paper-thin walls, but how could they possibly stop them?

The arrow eventually pierced Alcides, but the poisoned arrow turned into flames, setting his mud-covered body ablaze.

"It seems that this is no longer enough to satisfy you, but there should be one more."

Manshu put down his hand, left the place, and returned to the police station. He then mentioned the harrow to Orlando.

If left unattended, the girl will have to return to her previous miserable situation.

Having borrowed some of that power myself, there's no reason for me to just let it go.

Besides, resolving this isn't too troublesome. I'll just let Orlando know as a precaution.

If Alcádez hadn't come here because he was out of control, he would naturally have waited until tomorrow to deal with it.

The announcement set the date for tomorrow, so there's no need to be too anxious.

Besides, there are other problems to deal with here, so there's no need to rush to end it.

The obsidian mirror, shrouded in smoke, no longer reflected any sound, but the light emanating from it conveyed sound and words.

"I really can't satisfy the desire for blood sacrifice. At least in a normal Holy Grail War, it's impossible to find the environment that would support me to do this."

Manshu spoke to the mirror in his hand.

"Can you do it yourself? I'm afraid that won't work. If you act too recklessly, it could cause problems for the world, which would be a much more serious issue than a blood sacrifice."

Manshu continued to shake his head in denial.

“Indeed, I can’t stop you from making this choice, so I can only grant your wish.”

Manshu finally said helplessly, and the obsidian mirror in front of her fell to the ground and broke in two after receiving the reply.

"He left without any politeness. The fickle Lord of the present, the chaotic god like the evening breeze, seems to be just as troublesome as he is."

But no matter what happened, the root cause lies with oneself. Let's just consider it as robbing Peter to pay Paul. At least the previous trouble has been resolved, and now let's deal with the next thing caused by it.

At least some conditions have been met, and this fickle god Tescatlipoca should keep his promise for the time being.

Hopefully, he is like the smoke mirror here, a god who will never break his promise no matter what.

Now that the negotiations are over, all we need to do is wait for it to end; there's really nothing else to do now.

Although that's what they say, it seems that no one intends to wait until tomorrow.

"They're all incredibly impatient."

Sensing the familiar presence approaching, Manshu sighed helplessly and exhaled a howling gust of wind from his mouth in his workshop.

The one rushing here is Richard the Lionheart, the blond king.

He was rushing here at lightning speed, but was immediately stopped by the gale blowing from Manju's mouth.

The wind came suddenly; everyone knew it couldn't be a natural wind, and one could almost sense its rejection. Nine

However, being able to understand something and accepting it are two different things; at least Richard didn't seem to intend to listen.

He strode directly into the wind, and magic flew out from his shadow, casting a spell upon him. (4)

Even so, coupled with his terrifying agility, he still couldn't break through the onslaught of the gale.

It kept trying to break into the body, but was only blown back by the force of the wind. (4)

Therefore, Richard had no choice but to draw his sword and cut down the radiance to break through the gale and escape. (II)

"I say, you really don't know what's good for you. Giving me a day off is quite a mercy, or do you insist on receiving my wrath and dying?" Jiu

"That won't do. I've been resurrected for several days now, and nowhere in my life has stirred my emotions as much as here. Though brief, it has been incredibly fulfilling. Now, there's only one last thing left: to add a line of proud words to this short experience."

Richard smiled gleefully, raising his sword high and pointing it at Manjus without a second thought. 5

His wish doesn't need to seek the Holy Grail; it can be easily fulfilled here, and of course, he won't wait until tomorrow.

"What a troublesome fellow. Well then, I'll make you my sacrifice without any hesitation. The wind that blew by earlier hasn't gone far from here. So hurry up and swing your sword."

"I am extremely grateful. You are always a very inspiring person, and it is wonderful to be standing here."

Richard laughed with genuine excitement, channeling his magic into his sword.

The magical light converged on his sword, and the brilliance of the blade instantly illuminated the earth.

"Excalibur, the Sword of Eternal and Distant Victory!"

The slashes of light enveloped the area one after another until Richard could no longer find anything to wield his sword with.

"Although I had considered this outcome, seeing it in reality was still an exaggeration. I was so exhausted from swinging my sword that I almost collapsed."

Richard continued to chuckle softly, lying on the ground without any regard for his image.

"I hope that the ideal land of the ancestral king, far from the mortal world, will continue to bless me. It seems that I will have to have a few more opportunities to challenge myself before I can be sure of success."

"Perhaps, but I still hope Avalon doesn't bless you; you're just too annoying."

Manshu shook his head and said with a look of disgust.

"Hahaha, it seems I have left an impression on you. That is truly an unparalleled honor. Please allow me to express my gratitude one last time."

"You bastard..." 9

Manju rolled his eyes at Richard helplessly before formally bidding farewell. 4

An invisible wind blew then, and Richard vanished in its wake. 8

"They really didn't leave."

Although Manshu had mentioned it before, he wasn't actually entirely sure. 4

The unpredictable and formless Tescatlipoca is an elusive deity; if he does not appear on his own initiative, even Manjushri would find it difficult to perceive his presence. 3

Manju left without lingering, and no one else came that day.

The following day, Flatt and Sigma chose to give up.

Sigma yielded definitive results, even those who challenge nature could not provide a definitive answer. 5

And for the indifferent mercenary who had no clear objective, it was only natural that he made the right choice.

As for Frat, he only came here to see the Holy Grail.

After spending some time, Frat chose to end his journey in the Holy Grail War.

The only one left was the fanatic; she finally met Yggdrasil in the forest and received guidance and words from him.

At least he wasn't intent on ruining the Holy Grail War; rather, he was reflecting on his own immaturity.

However, once you get here, there's not much more to say.

However, this also means we won't get to see the fanatic's ultimate technique, the art of combining her divine powers with her humanity.

However, she has no reason to erase herself now, so the battle simply came to an end.

"The Holy Grail War is over. The first Holy Grail War in the United States has been successfully completed. Whether you want to make a wish or what you plan to do is up to you. I'll be going now."

With the fanatics returning to the Holy Grail, everything came to an end. Manjusaka said this to Orlando, and left without any regrets.

The familiar process repeated itself; in the blink of an eye, everything vanished as light, accompanied by a feeling of weightlessness, returning to a pitch-black space.

The Fourth Holy Grail War: Fate/Strange Fake Ends