The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"I heard the name 'Noble Phantasm Release,' and if my knowledge is correct, then the Noble Phantasm should mean 'Piercing Lord.'"

"He seemed reluctant to mention his name along the way, after all, he was a stigmatized hero, a noble warrior who was portrayed as a vampire."

That's roughly the information, so we got through that part just fine.

"Excuse me for a moment, there's something I'd like to ask you..."

A weak but firm voice broke in from the side as Rama, who was being carried on Nightingale's back, leaned out.

“I recognize you, Rama, King of Kosala. If it is you, then ask me whatever you wish; you have the right to ask me.”

Manju's gaze shifted to Rama, his face revealing an even greater joy.

"Let me speak; it will be too much of a strain for you to talk."

Geronimo, standing to the side, said worriedly.

"Phew... It's alright, this matter must be asked by me... I'm looking for someone... someone I'd risk my life to find..."

Rama spoke with difficulty, panting, his eyes reflecting the beautiful image he longed for.

"I have a question for you: have you ever met my wife, Sita?"

"The Unfailing Purple Grass (Mac an Luin)!"

As Rama asked his question, a surge of magical power rushed in from afar, and the torrent that Nuada held in his hand suddenly became like a world-destroying flood.

“I have never met your wife, but I know where she is in this land.”

Manju answered Rama's question, then immediately turned and threw the spear in his hand.

"But please wait until I deal with these annoying bugs first, and then I'll answer your questions in detail. Don't worry, it won't take too long. Besides being too agile and difficult to kill, these bugs don't have any other advantages."

The surging waters did not directly affect the Servants in the town, but rather the ground beneath their feet.

The torrents, like a high-pressure water jet that easily cuts through wood, sliced ​​through the ground beneath their feet and threatened to cleave the entire town in two.

Manshu threw out nine spears first, and four spears were erected from the ground to attempt a three-pronged blockade. 5%」6}×4↓

However, this was not the normal purpose of this Noble Phantasm; it was more for large-scale destruction, causing the fortified city to crumble in a single blast.

However, Manju only allowed this Noble Phantasm to buy him some time, so that he could finish his reply and then extricate himself from the situation.

However, just as Manju was about to act, he realized the purpose of this treasure, so he did not rush to stop it, but let the torrent sweep across the town.

As mentioned earlier, the surging torrents are not aimed at the Servants in the town, but at the land beneath their feet.

Since the purpose of this Noble Phantasm was merely to separate the Servants present, there was no need to pay much attention to it.

So Manshu ignored it and simply said:

"When the female ruler shines in the sky, dance with her from dawn to dusk."

Manju rose from the ground and headed straight for the direction where the Noble Phantasm was unleashed and magical power surged.

"Although it was a defeat that had to be acknowledged, the description of the insect was still a bit too much."

Finn made no attempt to hide or evade, simply holding his spear and waiting for Manshu to approach before speaking.

"It is indeed better to come back so quickly than to be a bug, but it is precisely because you come back for revenge so quickly that this ignorant act shows that you are a bug."

Such a short transit time is not enough for Finn to grow to the point where he can threaten me.

Finn's spirit origin has indeed been strengthened, but it is still within the normal range. His hasty return is only disappointing.

However, being able to resolve this problem first would offset the disappointment, so Manshu decided to accept it without further ado.

"That's not necessarily true. There are more Celtic Servants here than just Diarmuid and me."

"Caladbolg!"

The sound of a powerful Noble Phantasm being unleashed came from the other side, and a seven-colored spiral of light shot out with the force of tearing up the ground beneath their feet.

The seven-colored rainbow light shattered everything it touched, recreating the terrifying power of cleaving three mountains in the story.

"Do you all like to greet each other with your Noble Phantasms now?"

Manju let out a sneer and reached out to grasp the cage-like spear made of magic.

"Let's see if the sword that cleaves the mountain can withstand the roar that killed Mount Ebif! The sky has a boundless sea, the earth has a prison—my heel is the wrath of the underworld! The sacred peak embraces the saddle of the underworld (Kur Kigal Irkalla)!"

The land, torn apart by the flow of water and shattered by the rainbow, is now trembling violently. The earthquake, which has even caused mountains to collapse, will completely wipe out this land.

From the depths of the earth, the hammer held by the mistress of the underworld struck the surface from the depths of the ground.

Chapter Six: The Sun

The magic of the rainbow light was tearing the earth apart, not splitting it, but directly slicing away the ground beneath our feet.

However, the magic flowing from Manjusaka's hands was applied deep into the earth, drawing out an even more terrifying power from underground, which surged upwards.

The earth was also lifted up, and the tremors from the depths of the earth's veins brought about a scene as if an earth dragon were turning over.

The land that had been cut away immediately surged upwards, but this was merely a way to push aside the obstruction and allow the real attack to fall.

A powerful attack that shook the mountains and destroyed the sacred peak emerged from the ground and then struck the two Servants who had appeared there.

"Haha, it's like having a powerful presence that makes people feel awe."

Fergus, who was standing shirtless with the demon sword Caladboga on his shoulder, exclaimed in amazement.

"This is a truly dazzling divine power, which he now uses as a club to wield at will. Although it is brutal, it makes the warriors feel that there is no way to stop him."

Instead of confronting him head-on, Finn used druidic magic to withdraw from his original position, leaving only a false image behind.

It was a reflection created by magic using water, and it was so realistic that even close inspection would not reveal the problem unless one was very observant.

"According to your description, it's already a monster like the 'King'. You just grabbed me and rushed over? Even if death is a warrior's fate, this is still unacceptable."

Fergus asked Finn, slightly puzzled.

"But your Caladeboga can shred the earth that is stirred up, even the underworld lands drawn from the earth would not be an exception."

"You only intend to borrow my sword, I have no obligation to follow your instructions."

"Of course, but unless you intend to die like this, under the hammer of Hades."

Finn nodded, as a surge of magical energy began to flow from behind him.

The figure of Finn standing before Fergus also became disordered under the terrible magic, and then turned into a puddle of water.

"Tch, you've become just like those annoying wizards. Fine, I'll help you out for now since you told me the truth."

Fergus certainly had no intention of ending his newfound life; wine and battle, no matter when, were always invaluable and indispensable.

Therefore, he once again wielded the terrifying spiral sword in his hand. In any case, he would not have any concerns about lacking magic power. After resting for a while, he would release the Noble Phantasm again, and at most he would only be a little tired.

The Celtic warriors who were summoned here signed a pact with Queen Medb, who held the Holy Grail.

Maeve, who possesses the Holy Grail, holds boundless magical power. With this power, she created an endless array of Celtic soldiers, summoned Celtic heroes, and created the Mad King.

"Behold the true rainbow—the Rainbow Sword!"

A rainbow of colors emanated from the spiral sword once more, a light that threatened to engulf and destroy the land beneath its feet.

Just as the earth itself feared these colors, the land ahead began to crumble even before the rainbow light surged forward.

"An unsurprising choice, King Fergus."

Only after sensing the surging magic power and the rainbow light reflected in the sky behind him, Finn confirmed that Fergus's Noble Phantasm had been released before he confidently stepped forward.

Finn whistled, and a magnificent horse came galloping across the waves.

The clear, sparkling water rippled beneath the horse's hooves, allowing the magnificent steed to leap from the sky and land on the ground, right before its master.

"It is indeed frustrating to be forced to retreat several times, so let's wash away the shame of the past here."

Finn first took out a blue javelin with a wide blade, and, drawing upon the immense strength he possessed in mythology, hurled the blue javelin forward.

Then Finn urged his horse on, his grey steed that was hailed as being able to rival a hundred horses, its galloping like a storm sweeping across the land.

Gray horses gallop across the crumbling land, and the azure water transforms into towering waves, allowing the galloping horses to stand on the empty ground.

The galloping hooves propelled the waves forward relentlessly, as if the surging waters were building a body that resembled a gray-white dragon or snake.

Finn gripped his weapon, Son of the Spear, once more, and with a whirlwind of speed and the thunderous sound of hooves, he raised his spear and began his pilgrimage.

Like the king of the Wild Hunt roaming the earth, this most outstanding leader of the Fiona Knights has stirred up his own raging storm here.

"Very good, at least this scene is satisfactory, not too disappointing or boring."

Manju watched as the underworld he had created with his wielding hammer crumbled beneath the rainbow light that terrified the earth and could cleave mountains in two.

Yue watched as the warriors strode across the ruins, their feet treading on the raging water, and only then did a look of joy appear on her face.

"But that's far from enough, Finn. Why not sound your hunting horn? Even if this isn't Ireland, try to save this place, save yourself!"

Even the raging waves that surged back again, like the roaring waves of the ocean, were still not enough.

If Finn's steed were Anwar, the warhorse of Mananan, the sea god, it might very well have unleashed a tsunami that would have shattered both the earth and the sky.

But the current wave is only a blow that can shatter the city. It may be able to defeat ordinary Servants, but how can it defeat the gods in the sky?

⑤“Shamash, when you rise above the majestic mountains,

7. When you rise atop the mountain of death, atop the majestic peak,

⑥ When you emerge from Durkug, the temple of destiny, when you rise atop the pillar of heaven, where heaven and earth are united as one,

The gods of the land yearn to hear your judgment, the Anunnaki rush to hear your decree, and all living beings await your guidance.

Three, facing your light, open your eyes.

4. Shamash, whose name means "sun" in Akkadian, is the sun god, the god of justice, and the judge of heaven and earth.

(iv) After borrowing the wind, Manjusaka still used the sun, which he was most used to, even though the sun's power was not abundant.

In Mesopotamia, the worship of the moon preceded the worship of the sun. Shamash's position among the gods, both at the beginning and at the end, was always second only to his father Sin, often appearing as an adjunct to the moon.

But as the sun, it is enough to evaporate the raging waves ahead, for Manju himself possesses the power of the sun.

Chapter Seven Trial

Light, a warm radiance, rises from the east, streaking across the sky and illuminating everything on earth.

What fell was not a violent, scorching heat, but pure light and gentle sunlight.

Even Finn, who was the hostile target, did not perceive any threat. He only felt the warm sunlight shining on him, but then his body trembled involuntarily.