The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

But the chains only lasted for a few seconds before breaking, and the shining arrows were snapped and extinguished.

Immediately, starlight fell, celestial light descending from the twinkling stars in the sky—the power of Venus.

The starlight struck the Mad King directly, causing him to tremble, but he quickly recovered and continued forward under the radiance.

"May you, the shining sovereign of the heavens, shine and dance eternally from dawn till dusk."

Before the other force could land, Manju immediately continued shouting, amplifying the power from Venus.

H, the Mad King who was charging forward, finally stopped and even took several steps back, almost falling to the ground. However, he extended his bone spikes and inserted them into the ground to stabilize his steps.

U is "full of strange and unusual powers, but they are all just stumbling blocks."

"Can that guy who almost got killed by that stumbling block just now shut his mouth? How dare a loser keep making such a racket here?"

N Manshu seems to still have some free time. After all, he has been avoiding battle and delaying the inevitable. If he can't prepare to crush the Mad King in one fell swoop, there's no need to make things difficult for himself.

Q: His aura has been increasing since just now, but it's not that he's getting stronger; rather, it's that he's recovering from his injuries.

U estimated that it would only take an hour at most for all the damage he had caused to him to be fully restored.

Therefore, he didn't need to waste any more time and energy. If he couldn't kill him in one go, he would probably only need a day or two to recover even the fatal injury.

"Arjuna, it is time for you to play your role and fulfill your duties as a general on the Celtic side."

King Jiu Kuang was furious. He had been unable to keep escaping Man Shu. His swings only hit chains, chariots, starlight, bows and arrows. He couldn't even get a bite of skin, let alone drink blood.

Therefore, he turned around and shouted at Arjuna, who was just shooting flaming arrows from the side.

Hiss. "All you need to do is kill. Stop clinging to your boring stuff. Or are you planning to satisfy the gun in my hand next, you divinely appointed hero?"

rake"……"

Siarjuna gripped Gandiba tightly, stopped firing his flaming arrows, and leaped into the air, flying directly towards them.

Ai: "It seems we have no choice but to fight. Though it won't be a glorious battle, fate has been sealed. Please accept it. It's all about the sun..."

As Arjuna spoke, he raised his bow again but suddenly stopped speaking as if he remembered something, and finally continued to draw his bow and shoot with a blank expression.

"Fate is already predetermined, but it is probably not as you think. For fate is something that is decided by my will. Accept defeat, Arjuna and Cú Chulainn."

Wu Manshu calculated that the time should be about right, so it was time to plan his retreat.

"Enlil! His powerful call, His divine word, are everywhere!"

Manju recited the prayer again, this time with all his might.

“His words cannot be changed, and what he has judged has always been so.”

Thus, the falling attacks could no longer shake Manshu, allowing him to continue making his voice without it being cut off.

"His city walls are so impenetrable that even the gods cannot approach them!"

Next, even their strength was repelled, and their forward steps turned backward.

“Enlil! He demarcated the holy city in the world with his hand, and he built Nippur for himself.”

Enlil! The finest cultivator in the universe, the shepherd who reigns over all life, whose kingdom is bathed in light!

Everything was shining brightly, as if the land where Manjushri stood had been transformed into a designated holy city.

"Stop him, Arjuna."

As the Mad King spoke to Arjuna, he actually deactivated his Noble Phantasm and gripped his Crimson Spear again.

"Gouge it out—"

Realizing he couldn't get close to Manshu, the Mad King naturally changed course, gripping his gun again to launch an attack.

Because if ⑨ is in the state of Dead Fang Beast Zero ④, his 8 Gayeberg has been activated into the armor 9 he is wearing 0, and he can no longer continue to perform True Name Release 5.

Therefore, to use another Noble Phantasm, he must be freed from the state of the Dead Fang Beast, which is his only chance to get past the obstacles in front of him and reach Manju's body.

"—Gae Bolg!"

The crimson demonic spear was wielded with the Mad King's full power, all his strength, all his magic, solely for the purpose of slaughter.

"Divine domain expands, space is fixed, the execution period of divine punishment is set... All confirmed. With the wrath of Shiva, I hereby end your life. Pashupata, the Hand of the Destroyer!"

Arjuna also put away Gandepa and released his most powerful weapon, a gift from Shiva.

He raised his right hand, and boundless radiance gathered in his palm, forming a sphere. With a gentle toss, he released this destructive power.

(8) Manju shook his head, but still recited the words aloud; their actions were already too late.

He is the Supreme Being among the beings of Anunnaki! He himself is destiny, and none of the gods can see him!

O Enlil, you are the High Priest, God! You are the Supreme Judge of Heaven and Earth! Your words are unparalleled, their power boundless! They are like the heavens! They are like the thick clouds!

(6) Your words are the pillars that support the heavens! Your words are the foundation upon which the earth stands, unbreakable!

The sound was a manifestation of power and authority. Both Gayaberg, created by the Mad King, and the Beast Lord, falling from Arjuna's hands, were suspended in mid-air.

Since heaven and earth were right in front of them, they could not take another step forward unless they destroyed the world as well.

Although destroying this singularity is not impossible for them, it will take time.

After Si's final words faded, Manshu had already disappeared from this place, leaving only the authoritative voice and the insurmountable land behind.

2. "Damn it..."

The Mad King angrily punched forward, retrieved his gun from the suspended air, and then began to carve open the isolated world with each blow.

"An enemy as favored by the gods as Shu would require a great deal of effort to defeat; how could such a powerful foe be defeated in a sudden encounter?"

Arjuna remained calm and addressed the Mad King.

:……

“I can’t miss this one again. Tescatlipoca has no intention of giving me any time. All he wants to see is one endless sacrifice after another.”

On the way to catch up with the rebels' followers, Manju looked back with some regret and sighed.

"Only warriors can survive, and that completes the process. But if that's the case... things might not be so easy on Prison Island as well."

Manshu suddenly realized that the berserker, one of the heroic spirits stationed on the prison island by the Celts, was probably a very suitable candidate.

"In this case, the situation is probably not as good as I imagined. We can't continue to be so lax."

"We're catching up soon. Let's rely on the intelligence first and think about our next move."

While he was pondering, Manshu caught up with several members of the resistance, so he stopped his reverie and quickened his pace.

Chapter Eighteen: Preparations for War

"This time, it's all thanks to you that we survived; otherwise, most of us would probably have died there."

After Manju caught up with Geronimo and his group, Geronimo said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter. The sun's grace in shining on the earth is without reason, but simply because it is so good and so great."

Manshu smiled and waved his hand, then his expression changed and he continued:

"But the ferocious enemy standing on the ground now is no ordinary one; it is indeed called the Demon King, a truly monstrous beast that can devour the world."

I've only seen this monster once before, but back then it was just a juvenile beast. Now, I can already see its ferocious fangs and claws.

If you truly wish to save the land beneath your feet and reclaim America from human hands, you must seize all your strength to defeat the Celts and make the dark sun relinquish its place in the sky once more.

The current situation is indeed slightly beyond Manshu's expectations. In this battlefield of warriors, in this mythical war, the power he possesses is actually weaker than in the previous times.

In the current battlefield dominated by Tescatlipoca, he is gradually losing his dominance, and at least Manshu himself can no longer easily claim victory.

Of course, our chances of winning are still high enough at the moment, but they are gradually decreasing.

Perhaps the odds are still 70-80% right now, but in a week or two, it might even drop to 50-50.

"There's no need to worry about that, Lord Lancer. For the sake of this land, cooperating with former enemies is nothing to be surprised about. After all, I am a human being living on this land."

Geronimo appeared relaxed and answered without hesitation. 4

"Besides, hope is now in sight. At this crucial moment that will decide the fate of this land, it is only right that I give everything for it. Fighting here to the very end is my destiny and my duty." (8)

"Indeed, I was overthinking it. You all go and meet up with Edison's group first. I'm planning to head to Prison Island; the situation there probably isn't much better."

"Is it your premonition? Our intelligence is still insufficient. It seems there might be multiple Servants stationed on Prison Island as well. In that case, Nightingale and the two from Chaldea might not be able to handle it."

Nightingale, along with two Chaldea members and Rama, headed to Prison Island, but Rama was currently unable to serve as a fighting force.

Therefore, in reality, only Mash and Nightingale are capable of dealing with the forces on Prison Island.

If it were simply the original Beowulf, he would indeed still be capable of fighting. But if not, danger would inevitably arise.

"It will probably take almost a week to get to Prison Island from here. By then, everything will have settled down, and we will indeed have to trouble you, Lord Lancer, to go." Zhong

There was still a considerable distance between Washington and Prison Island, and the teams tasked with assassinating the Mad King and rescuing Sita were heading east and west respectively. Q

"It won't be easy for me to get there quickly. The only reason I was able to cross over directly before was thanks to the obsidian mirror you entrusted to me." U

However, the four who went to Alcatel did not receive the gift, a situation Manjuskov had overlooked.

Given the existing situation, there was a possibility of problems arising in Washington, but Prison Island shouldn't have any issues.

The Celtic side only has seven Servants, and only one Servant can be assigned to Prison Island.

"The Crimean angel and the two Chaldeans don't seem like unlucky people, and the earthly elves told me the same. I think they must be safe."

Geronimo spoke with an air of unwavering faith, saying that in the current situation, all that could be done was offer his best wishes.

"Indeed, their journeys are often short-lived, they simply stop short of going anywhere. I'm searching for..."

Manshu tapped his eye socket and turned around so that Geronimo could also see Manshu's suddenly empty right eye.

Although the socket of his right eye was empty, it seemed as if a light that encompassed everything could be seen after casting a glance at it.

Geronimo looked slightly surprised, but after only a few glances, he felt as if he himself was being sucked into those empty eye sockets.

This made Geronimo quickly look away, not daring to stare any longer, and he didn't say anything, just waiting for Manshu to speak.

"Yes, we found it. Although it's not in the best condition, it's definitely still alive."

Manju nodded, closed his right eye, and spoke again.

"I knew it." (Lion)

Geronimo was relieved and a smile appeared on his face. 4

"They're quite lucky; they have three other Servants traveling with them. We'll send them a message shortly, instructing them to head to Denver." (8)