The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Of the few remaining people, only Rama might be able to attempt this, but Rama, who had just unleashed the Undying Blade, was now beginning to break down.

The bandages on his chest were completely stained red with blood, and wounds from the deterioration of his flesh were also appearing all over his body, bleeding profusely.

He could no longer stand steadily, and if Fujimaru Ritsuka hadn't been standing behind him and supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground.

"Damn it... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ended up like this... I am truly guilty of a grave sin..."

Rama made a sound of considerable frustration and tried to raise his hand to struggle again.

"That's not right. My duty is to bring health to people, help them regain their strength, and enable them to celebrate freedom and achieve a fulfilling life."

I can't stand the nonsense you're spouting; it's an insult to everyone who wanted to help you.

Nightingale said with a resolute expression.

"Tch, although I planned to play the bad guy, I don't look like a bad guy at all right now, but rather a scoundrel."

Beowulf sighed helplessly, put down his sword, and removed the leather wrapped around his arm.

"It's really embarrassing to fight a half-dead opponent like this. Oh well, do as you please. I'm not so insensitive as to stop lovers from seeing each other."

Honestly, they actually brought relationship problems to the battlefield. I'm completely helpless when it comes to this kind of thing...

Honestly, I really want to kill you all quickly and efficiently. Take that prisoner away before I change my mind.”

In an instant, Beowulf suddenly lost all will to fight and moved his body to the side to make way.

"So... you're planning to give up the fight?"

Beowulf's actions were somewhat baffling. Nightingale calmly raised her head and asked Beowulf.

"That's right, do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm only here as a guard on a whim."

Beowulf shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

"Then hurry up and finish your treatment."

Upon receiving the reply, Nightingale did not question its veracity, but immediately turned to carry Rama on her back and head towards Sita's location.

"That's how it is. Even though we lost to Beowulf, he eventually let us pass on his own initiative, allowing us to take Rama to Sita."

Upon hearing this, Manjutsu knew what would happen next: even if he rescued Sita, he could only heal most of Rama's injuries, but could not completely remove the curse of the Death Machine Spear.

Sita then asked that the curse on Rama be transferred to her, so that Rama could be restored to his former self and continue fighting as a warrior.

However, it seems that not much information can be obtained. What is known about Beowulf is that he may have acquired an extra piece of giant skin.

"So, you met these other three Servants on your way back?"

Scáthach was not the only one in Fujimaru Ritsuka's carriage; Tesla and Li Shuwen were also there, though they had not appeared in the previous story.

"Yes, after leaving Alcatel-Las Vegas, we were quite concerned about Geronimo and the others, so we headed east without stopping and met Miss Scáthach and the others on the way."

They first brought us intelligence that the assassination attempt had failed, so we changed direction and headed towards the location we had agreed upon as a backup plan should the mission fail.

“I understand the situation, but is Beowulf about to leave Alcatel-Laszlo as well? Then I won’t waste any more time here. I’ll see if I can catch up with him.”

"Yes, Mr. Beowulf's mission in Alcatraz was to look after Miss Seddo, and with Miss Seddo gone, he was preparing to return to Washington to report to Queen Maeve."

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave an affirmative answer, and Manju nodded and jumped off the carriage.

"Then we'll meet again in Denver, Masters of Chaldea. Prepare to complete your mission, correct the distortions in this land, and continue your journey to save the world."

Manju then rushed to Alcatraz without stopping, but when he arrived, the prison island was indeed only inhabited by stone golems.

Even the enormous giant that also served as a guardian left the island, leaving behind quite obvious footprints.

"I was only gone for about a day, which isn't long."

Alcatraz is quite far from Washington, and it wouldn't take a day to get there. It seems that Beowulf rode directly on the giant's back to travel.

Without lingering, Manshu immediately chased after the giant's footprints.

It only took half a day for Manshu to reach the place where he could hear the distant vibrations.

Anyway, there won't be anyone on the road who can stop Beowulf, and even if there were, he probably wouldn't care.

So you can easily find it by simply following the footprints, which is quite perfect.

"Hmm? I didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise on the way back. Although there was only one, since it was an unexpected surprise, there's nothing to be picky about."

Beowulf, who had been lying on the Guardian's head, bored and traveling aimlessly, suddenly sat up, letting out a sound of surprise and joy.

Beowulf was hardly satisfied or comforted. If it weren't for Rama's condition, he would have killed everyone who set foot on the island.

However, since it involved something he couldn't handle, Beowulf had no choice but to turn his back and pretend he hadn't seen anything.

But the Servants you encounter on the road probably won't have any special circumstances, or you might just smash them before they can even say a word.

Having made up his mind, Beowulf grabbed the Redfield Hound and the Iron Hammer Serpent and leaped over the Guardian's head.

"Ha... What an impatient warrior. He only caught a whiff of the scent before charging in with such ferocity."

Manshu chuckled softly and greeted him without any politeness.

"Then embrace the sun's glory! Shamash! Rise from the mountains!"

The scorching sun suddenly shone down, piercing the land in front of them, naturally including Beowulf who was charging towards them.

But Beowulf paid no heed, simply raising his hands to cover his arms with leather, then swinging his two swords to smash the forces that were blocking his way.

The giant Grendel's skin was strong enough to withstand any attack that was not from bare hands or weapons of ancient giants. Even if there was a limit to what it could withstand, the sunlight falling at the moment had not exceeded it.

Using the leather as defense, and wielding his twin swords, Beowulf easily reached Manjustra.

This leather suit is indeed a tough opponent. After all, who could possibly find the so-called weapons of the ancient giants? It seems that the only way to break this deadlock is to abandon weapons and fight hand-to-hand.

Although this option still seems to have a chance of being approved, after all, Beowulf's record in the month is touching. He lost to Martha and Li Shuwen in close combat, which is to the point that he can no longer be praised and has fixed his first-class status.

But that seems unrealistic right now, as Beowulf's spirit origin strength has clearly reached a new level.

The strength he had originally needed to destroy the twin swords in his hands to regain in his lifetime now seemed to be permanently ingrained within him. (8)

Manshu first summoned his caged spear, tested it a few times, but was repelled by its ferocious power, confirming this fact. (v)

"This is truly terrifying power; it's already on par with the Mad King."

Manshu shook his hand and said admiringly. 6.

"You fought Cú Chulainn? And you survived? Looks like I'm lucky; I've encountered some interesting prey." Liu

Upon hearing Manju's words, Beowulf paused for a moment, then looked Manju up and down carefully before speaking with considerable excitement. ⑶

"Enough talk, it's time for a fight! Let's fight until one of us falls!"

The Crimson Blade of the Red Plains Hound autonomously pursued the approaching blood, while the Iron Hammer Serpent followed closely behind, blocking any escape route. (iv)

The Red Plains Hound is a demonic sword with autonomous offensive capabilities. It senses the scent of blood and strikes with the most appropriate force, continuing its attack only when its target falls. (Er)

Furthermore, if the sword absorbs blood, it will unleash an even more intense crimson glow, emitting destructive light waves.

"This sword can't hurt me." (Loss)

Manju spoke with an unquestionable tone, completely ignoring the greedy, advancing Red Plains Hounds, and focusing solely on blocking the Hammer Serpent's attack. Q

And just as Manju said, even when the Red Plains Hounds that caught up with him managed to slash at his skin, they couldn't drink a single drop of his blood.

"Wow, that's impressive. You actually have abilities comparable to Grendel's? Those were truly memorable battles." N

Beowulf's joy deepened, and he immediately released the Redfield Hound, gripping only the Iron Hammer Serpent.

"But you're wary of the Iron Hammer Serpent's Collapse? Are you some kind of dragon?"

Although the demon sword Naglin broke at the end of the story during the dragon-slaying battle, the hero and the dragon also broke along with the sword.

Without a doubt, this is indeed a demonic sword for slaying dragons, and it rightfully possesses the attribute of slaying dragons.

"I am everything in this world, the sun, the dragon, the lion, the symbol of all power. Do not define my existence with such narrow thinking."

Manju made no attempt to conceal the dragon-like aura emanating from him, along with the divine presence of the sun, and a golden lion immediately leaped from his eyes.

"Yeah, I got it."

Beowulf nodded, said nothing more, and silently swung his hammer again as the snake charged forward.

"Hahaha... If you truly knew and understood my existence, then you should know even more that what you've done is a meaningless and foolish act."

Laughter erupted from Manshu's mouth as he leaped backward into the air and immediately swung down his right hand.

"Looking out over the vast earth and sky, only the sun shines brightly, only you. Majestic ruler, benevolent sun god, all rites and covenants are established for you."

This time, the sunlight falling from the sky transformed into binding chains.

That too is the light of judgment, but it is transformed into the power of the legal code, the sun as the judge, as the god of justice.

The hammer-like demonic sword struck the chain-like sunlight, shattering and breaking it, but not destroying it entirely.

The broken chains could still climb and cling on, binding Beowulf to regulate his actions and confining him to the laws established by the sun.

"This is not pleasant, you damned bastard."

Beowulf was quite agitated. For him, fistfights were the most exhilarating thing, while the blood and flesh flying from the clash of swords were secondary.

But now we can't even see a drop of blood, so we can't have a proper, satisfying battle.

So Beowulf took out another shield, rested it on his arm, and charged sideways.

The chain of chains was smashed open by the shield on the other side, and then Beowulf threw the shield out, which smashed into the chains, binding the chains to the shield.

After dropping his shield, Beowulf gripped the cursed sword with both hands, leaped high into the air, and roared:

"Get down here and fight it out on the ground! Iron Hammer Snake (Nailing)!"

The demonic sword, as hard as an iron club, was swung downwards by Beowulf with all his might, a terrifying strike aimed at smashing everything in its path.

Even if the sword could not withstand such force and break in the next moment, the enemy struck by it would probably be shattered along with the sword.

"Another fool who wants to shoot down the sun. How many times must this kind of folly happen on this land before you understand how arrogant and stupid this is!"

Manshu, the target to be smashed, shook his head and sneered.

"You cannot yet reach the sun, so look at the sky, look at the morning star before the sun rises."

"I pray to you, hear me clearly! Kiss me, Ishtar, grant me blessings!

I seek Your light, hoping it will shine upon me! I beseech Your divine power to grant me my continued existence in this world!

I beg you to be with me, to stand before me, and to bless me with all my wishes fulfilled!