The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"At this distance, it's no longer possible to detect any magical reactions behind us. What was rolling sand has now calmed down. It seems Mr. Adad has succeeded, or rather, the methods left behind by that king have worked."

The detection range of this desert is not wide. After walking a certain distance, the instrument can no longer continue to detect and can only guess based on the environment.

Despite guessing that the pursuers behind them had been completely stopped, the group still dared not relax and walked quickly to the end of the desert.

"This is it."

At the edge of this desert lies a fragmented, eroded landscape, where the land, known as the cliffs, is constantly collapsing upwards.

The sky at the end was no longer shrouded in darkness, but a crimson expanse, with sand being continuously sucked upwards.

Chapter 83 Ordinary Days

The once barren mountainous region is now blessed with abundant harvests, allowing the people living there to escape further suffering.

Although there weren't many people living in the mountainous areas before, this is actually a significant increase compared to before.

Under the Lion King's constant divine judgments upon this land, the people who previously lived on this land had only one option: to go to the Holy City or the mountainous region. If they stayed in the village, they would face the possibility of the divine judgment falling from the sky at any time and razing the entire village to the ground.

With the threat of the Lion King removed and the holy city of Jerusalem restored to normal, the mountain people who had sought refuge there due to the danger could now consider returning to their original homes.

The mountainous area is no longer as barren as it used to be. The villages of the refugees have long since disappeared, which is why they have chosen not to leave but to stay here.

The land here is now like the Nile after the floodwaters have receded. In Herodotus's description, the land of Egypt was such that all one needed to do was scatter seeds on the mud after the floodwaters had receded, drive animals across the sown land, and wait for the harvest.

Although it is only temporary, it can bring joy to the people living in the present and make them excitedly imagine the future.

Once this matter is resolved, everything will be corrected back to normal history, and no one will witness the disappointing reality after the initial excitement.

However, at this moment, people are still living on this land, busy with their daily lives.

On the distant horizon, a tall figure first appeared, then revealed its entire body.

"Is it Lord Cursed Arm and the others who have returned?"

People come and go every day, leaving here to make pilgrimages to Jerusalem, but figures like Elijah, who are like giants, are still easily recognized.

The mountain people quickly confirmed this information and immediately reported it to their superiors. Hundred-Faced Hassan soon arrived.

Everything here is still being handled by Bai Mao, since she is the only one here with the professional knowledge and skills, and as Hassan, she is able to issue orders without any problems.

"You must have had a tough journey. That desert must be even more treacherous than before. It's a miracle there were no casualties."

Hassans had ventured deep into the desert before, and the Hundred-Faced Hassan even planned to go deep into the desert and kidnap Nitocris.

If Nitocris, who controls the sandstorms of the desert and commands the Sphinx, could be captured, she would be able to move freely in the desert without fear of danger. Furthermore, she could be used to make trade with the Sun King to secure a chance to survive in the cracks of the desert.

"It's fortunate that there were no casualties in the team, but the friends we met on the way had to sacrifice themselves. Alas, I spoke too boldly this time. I have no face to see that king. I can only wait until the next time I can make meritorious contributions."

Ilya felt nothing but frustration about this journey; he felt there was nothing he could do and no opportunity to truly shine.

"Yes, Ilya has been enduring constant setbacks along the way, always standing at the forefront to resist the malice from the outside world. He must be the most tired one among us, so I'll go and rest with him."

"Hundred-Faced One, you have brought two men from Chaldea. They are carrying what the Pharaoh of the desert entrusted to us to offer to the king."

Contrary to her usual behavior, Cursed Arm did not choose to go and report to the past. Instead, she waited for Ilya and Arash to leave, leaving only Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash to go with Hyakko.

Bai Mao had no objections. Although he was surprised, he knew that Zhou Wan wouldn't act without a purpose, so he led Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other person towards the center with ease.

“This place isn’t unfamiliar to you. You can walk the rest of the way on your own. The construction on the other side isn’t finished yet, and I need to continue to supervise it.”

However, Bai Mao only led the way to the gate on the last floor, then took another path, went around the tower and headed back, leaving the two of them to continue forward alone.

"We've arrived. So everything is in place. The rest of the preparations will only take a day or two."

As the returning group stepped onto the aerial fortress, the sun, high above the tower, naturally captured the events unfolding on this land, transmitting the information back to them.

"However, how far have they prepared? Their current resources are probably not enough to support that beast's metamorphosis, allowing it to transform from a juvenile into a complete beast."

Although the distant desert is no longer just a dark expanse, but has been riddled with holes, revealing a hazy outline, that's all.

However, the remaining excess is nothing that can be covered up. In a few more days, it will become clear, so there is no need to rush.

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu had arrived here and climbed the long staircase to reach the throne room.

"It's just the two of you coming, which is perfect. Simply put down the power you're holding. I already know what you've been through all this time. You've done well; you've already started the final act. Now all that's left is to draw back the curtain and present the final scene."

Manshu spoke naturally and patted Sekhmet, who was lying on top of him.

The black cat raised its head, yawned, lazily stood up, and jumped off Manshu's lap.

The two people below put down the boxes they were holding, then took a few steps back, watching Sekhmet walk towards them. Sekhmet then stretched out his slender cat paws and lifted the box, which was several times the size of Sekhmet in his cat form, away.

"Just like the last time you came, you two completed this assigned task very well. I will talk about the few who didn't come later. You two can speak out your desires here."

Manshu asked Fujimaru Ritsuka, reached out and took the box from Sekhmet, placed it on the armrest to his right, and did not open it immediately.

Sekhmet returned to Manshu's lap and lay down again, while Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke without much thought:

"Before I offer the reward, may I ask you about Arad? If you cannot ask questions freely, you can consider this a reward."

"It's nothing serious. That good-for-nothing is right behind you. He's fine, just a bit too useless and getting a scolding."

Manshu raised his finger and pointed to the mural on the wall behind him. The angry snake in the mural immediately came to life. Although it did not jump off the mural, it kept blinking and shaking its head.

Chapter 84 The Journey

The sounds echoed across this land as people exerted their hard work to bring back what had long since vanished and should never have existed.

Perhaps we should look back to a more distant place, whether it be the Hanging Gardens of Babylon or Nineveh, or the Ishtar Gate and the Temple of Marduk in Babylon.

It was the site of the fertile land between two of the four rivers that flowed from the Garden of Eden, the Euphrates and the Tigris, which the Greeks called Mesopotamia, meaning between the rivers.

Jerusalem is not a short distance from there; it is roughly the same distance as Egypt. Even when the monarchy had fallen to Elidu and Upper and Lower Egypt were not yet unified, these two lands had already begun to interact, so the distance was not too far.

After all, the area between the two lands was barren and desolate, so if Zhong wanted to survive, he could only head towards the two nearest rivers.

The mountain people who come and go today have built what once existed on that ancient land, but with some additions of fantasy from later generations that did not exist.

That was not a product of reality, but a mysterious remnant of the gods, which is why the city of Babylon could have been created.

Around the Ishtar Gate, buildings were constantly being updated every day. Whether they had seen them before or not, the imagination had already outlined the basic form for them, and they only needed to add bricks and tiles on top of it.

The collapsed Ishtar Gate has long been restored, and more buildings continue to be constructed near it, even if it is only for storing magic and divine energy.

After all, magic is indeed an essential thing, not to mention that such a large fortress needs a supply of magic even more. At this time, Manshu could not find a good source of magic, nor could he directly capture Gilgamesh and use him as a battery like Emperor Karl did.

The process was carried out extremely quickly, and the scenery here was updated very rapidly until the day when everything was completed.

The company has been quite peaceful lately, with no major changes or noticeable shifts.

(8) The deserts remained as peaceful as ever, and the world seemed to have returned to normal order.

The people of Si Mountain have completely returned to normal life, living a fairly ordinary existence, and this continues to this day.

The ground in Er began to tremble slightly at first, and then the mountain people, whether they were working or staying in their houses, all ran out to search for the source of the tremors.

(9) Then they saw the aerial fortress they had been traveling to and from, taking off for the second time since their last conquest of the Lion King.

Normally, the fortress is not suspended in the sky, but rather integrated with the earth.

Although at the beginning, Manshu chose to keep the entire fortress at a certain distance from the ground, about one or two meters above the ground.

However, if it floats up by one or two meters, then the distance between the ground and the entire Sky Garden is at least four or five meters, making it no easy task to get up there.

The people who build the structures need to travel to and from their homes every day, so not many people can stay in the Sky Garden. There aren't many buildings built there for people to live in; instead, they are used to store magic and as turrets for attack.

So later, Manjushri placed the aerial fortress on the ground, even embedding a portion of it downwards, so that people wouldn't have to exert too much effort to get up, and there was no need to send people to lay down stairs to get up.

The covering soil was shaken off, and the lush greenery that had grown from the abundance that gave the land was torn off and fell to the ground from the edges of the building.

"Peaceful days always pass too quickly, and it is only after they have passed that one feels an unparalleled sense of nostalgia."

Standing atop the air fortress, Hassan couldn't help but sigh, realizing that this period of peace was indeed one of the rare moments he had experienced living here.

This land has rarely found peace. Ever since the Eighteenth Dynasty of ancient Egypt conquered this land, it has been constantly changing its masters.

"Indeed, happy days, no matter how long, always feel short in our perception, while painful days are often the opposite. However, we have stayed here for too long, and it is time to put a complete period to everything."

Someone came up from behind, and the one in agreement said.

"Why are you here at this time... Seven... Does the king need me?" (8≤■⑶→∴④∠℃㈣「-⑵●)

Hassan, the man with the cursed wrist, turned around and asked with some confusion.

"Yes, Cursed Wrist, do you know what the enemy in that desert really is?"

The person who arrived was Bai Mao, who should have been in charge of organizing order at this moment. Although in principle this should have been done by Zhou Wan, he obviously had other things to do.

"Is it because of this? You don't need to worry. These past few days, I haven't even been able to fulfill my duties as the old man of the mountains very well. Now I can only entrust it to you."

Cursed Wrist roughly knew what he was going to do, and simply smiled and shook his head.

"I am also an old man from the mountains, there's no need to say this here, it's just..."

"I'm leaving now. You should continue with your work; there's not much time left."

Seeing that Bai Mao was about to ask more questions, Zhou Wan interrupted Bai Mao and hurriedly walked towards the center of the fortress.

Bai Mao could only sigh and jump down from the fortress to direct the people below to prevent them from suffering casualties and losses due to the temporary chaos.

"You've come. Although the day of the final battle to save this era has not yet arrived, all that remains is the final preparation. Therefore, I have come to inquire of your thoughts, the thoughts of this modern-day old man of the mountains."

The enemies we will face are the beasts of the city of food. Although they are not yet fully grown, the scale of their spirit bases is quite large.

Challenging a beast when no Grand Servant is present is undoubtedly an unwise move; even the beast itself would laugh at it.

“When the village was on the verge of destruction, I was already mentally prepared. My king who saved me and my people, I, a so-called failed old man of the mountains, should have set out for the Temple of Azrael long ago.”

Hassan of Cursed Arm said calmly, showing little concern about the matter, as he had already made preparations.

“There’s no need for that. Death is meaningless, and no one should willingly choose to face it. I summoned you here only out of respect for the old man of the mountain, to inform him of my upcoming journey to the Temple of Azrael.”

Chapter 85 Temple

"Hmm? Cursed Wrist, what are you doing here... Did you reject the King?"

Having finished reassuring his compatriots, Bai Mao Hassan was about to head to the war room to discuss pre-battle preparations when he unexpectedly saw Zhou Wan approaching. A shadow crossed his face as he cautiously walked over and asked...

"No, it was the king who rejected me. He went alone into that deep valley, determined to enter the Azrael Mausoleum alone and negotiate with the great one who guards the Order."

Hassan, the Cursed Arm Man, shook his head. He had been prepared, but now he was at a loss for what to do.

"It's true, fate is so unpredictable. As a living being, I thought my life, full of regrets, was due to come to an end, but I never expected that the answer would still be unknown."

"Is that so? But without the guidance of the Old Man of the Mountain, would the First Lord be willing to listen to the demands of the others...? If it were that King... perhaps it would indeed be possible."

Hundred-Faced Hassan was somewhat worried about this. If Cursed Arm were to accompany him, it would be Cursed Arm who would ask for help.