The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"Since you are the priest of this temple, managing this dwelling place of the gods on behalf of them, you should be even more able to open your eyes and see clearly who is standing before you!"

The priests could only watch helplessly as Manju walked forward, until he reached the high priest and shouted at him.

Because they had lost the ability to move, as if they were fixed in place, frozen in place.

Fear arose within them, stemming from terrifying external pressure—pressure that made them realize that even the slightest movement, even a fraction of a second, could lead to death.

They also lost the ability to move, as if their nerves had lost control of their bodies, like vegetable seedlings, yet they could still stand in place, completely unable to move.

“This is not an envoy to assist or rescue us; it is clearly a man-eating lion, Gilgamesh the King who hunts lions! How could you make such a mistake?” (Felix)

The priest, frozen in place, thought to himself.

"Although I am the high priest of this temple, it is only due to my age that I have achieved this. My eyesight is not as far-reaching as that of the King of Uruk, and I truly cannot see the true nature beneath your ordinary body. I humbly request that you enlighten us."

The high priest swallowed subconsciously. He felt even more pressure from the loud shout, because he realized that the man in front of him was no ordinary person.

The high priest saw the changes that had taken place in the entire temple; the stones that had fallen from Manjushri's hands had covered the entire wall of the palace.

The murals on the wall were carved by Manjushri, scenes he had seen countless times.

The gods, celebrating and rejoicing at the banquet, gathered here once again, but this time it was not just a feast.

The gods are gathered here at this moment before the throne of the King of Gods, worshipping and converging here under his rule.

Seeing such a sight in this temple might be considered disrespectful, but it is the truth.

That mysterious aura could not be ignored; the power belonging to the gods could be sensed, it was real and without falsehood, even an illusion should not be like that.

This might only elicit a look of horror on a person's face, but they dare not believe it and can only ask questions cautiously.

"So be it. You really need to see everything happen before your eyes before you can believe it. Whether what appears before you is real or not, once it happens, you will change your mind and easily believe it."

⑨ As Manjushri spoke, he pushed aside the chief priest and walked further forward to the dwelling place of God and to the throne of the king.

④“Come and praise me, for this is what you are capable of doing. As priests, you should fulfill your duties.”

⑧ Manjushri addressed the priests, and the response came not only from the priests but also from the gods already depicted in the murals.

②The gods on the wall came to life, began to move their bodies, and immediately began to sing.

④ "Enlil! His powerful cry, his divine word, are everywhere!"

③His words cannot be changed, and what he has decided has always been so!

③He looked up and gazed—shaking the mountains! He released light—piercing through the mountains!

0 The benevolent Father Enlil sits in the sacred temple, the magnificent temple!

⑤He—Nunnamnir! His rule, his domain, is perfect!

The gods of the earth worshiped before him, and the spirit Anunnaki gathered there, coming together with unwavering faith in his wisdom!

......"

The songs of praise went on and on, and the priests joined in the singing of the gods.

As they sang, they found that their stiff bodies began to regain sensation and could be moved. But faced with such a strange situation, they dared not make any rash moves and simply began to perform the rituals of their past singing in accordance with the song.

Nepal City is where Enriel's sacred laws were promulgated, and it is also the site of a grand feast held from sunrise to sunset as part of the rituals, a rite filled with milk and honey, and brimming with joy.

Amidst these songs, Manjushri raised his throne from the earth, absorbing everything on earth, and began to make the temple shine, revealing its mystery on the earth.

Purity and holiness truly settled here, and the gods worshipped here, beginning to celebrate its magnificence.

The first thing to be shaken was the area beneath the temple, which had previously been imbued with magic and transformed.

Amid the tremors, the earth and rocks were uprooted, causing a mountain to rise from the ground, restoring the majestic appearance of this city that connects heaven and earth.

The soldiers defending the city walls against the monsters also felt the tremors coming from the center of the city. They all turned around and looked back, then knelt down on the ground in ecstasy.

Chapter 144 Alteration

The nine rising from the ground is the Temple of the Second God, located in the center of the city. The soldiers, of course, did not know why this was caused, but it was enough to know where it was.

The rising temple emitted a sky-blue light, which, to the naked eye, appeared sacred and pure—this could not be a bad thing.

Since it wasn't a bad thing, and it was indeed something done by the gods who were currently ravaging this land, then it could only be that the master of the temple had once again responded to them in their despair.

If Enlil could return, what would Nippur have to worry about? How could anyone, anything, or any other thing threaten this sacred city?

The soldiers who remained here were almost entirely in despair. Their only hope lay in the temple in the center of the city, a place belonging to the god they worshipped.

Whether or not it was a miracle of the god Enlil, accepting it as real can at least soothe one's heart and rekindle some hope.

Otherwise, who knows when they might completely lose their minds and go mad amidst the seemingly endless onslaught of monsters?

Many people may have overlooked the fact that they are still on the battlefield, and the monsters' attacks have not stopped. Although a large number of monsters were killed when Manshu arrived, a certain number of monsters are still attacking.

As they turned to kneel and pray toward the central temple, the monsters climbed the city walls, ready to take advantage of the defensive vacuum to storm the city and feast on flesh and blood.

These monsters are naturally cannibalistic; flesh and blood are the perfect meal, satisfying their animalistic instincts and also quelling the anger in the heart of their creator mother.

Nine. "Giant God! Ruler! He is supreme and great in the universe!"

Lin: "His abode—Nippur, the leader of heaven and earth!"

His city walls will fall! Even the gods cannot approach them!

The deafening roar outside the city walls was filled with the shouts of the fighters and the cries of the battlefield! He had laid a trap for the enemy, wiping them out in one fell swoop!

Enmity, sabotage, disputes, cruel judgments and oppression, malice, violence, informing, shamelessness, breaking promises—such evils are not found in the city-state!

"The arms of Nippur—a net of unparalleled size! Eagles soar freely in the city-state! Enemies and villains have nowhere to hide!"

⑨ But now that the temple has risen from the ground and the boundaries of the entire city have changed, what real possibility can the monsters' wishful thinking possibly come true?

The monsters tried to climb the defensive walls with their claws. When they reached the top of the walls and were about to extend their claws into the sacred city, a divine light would naturally purify anything unclean that tried to defile the city.

5 The city has been transformed into the former Nippur, and a rich mystery gradually spreads throughout the city from the sky-blue light emanating from the temple.

Although it is impossible to recreate the city's most glorious era or its appearance as the residence of the god-king for the time being, this is enough to make the city a sacred and pure place.

All the magical beasts that climbed the city walls eventually turned to dust. The remaining magical beasts, faced with the mysterious pressure emanating from the city, followed their instincts and turned to flee.

"His altar is sturdy and majestic, and at every festival, oil flows abundantly. His vision is beautiful, and his intentions are magnificent. Sunset is a festival, sunrise is a festival, and the temple of Enlil is a mountain of abundance!"

Having used force to cover the entire city, making it a safe area and cutting away the anxieties of danger, it is time to let material goods also fill this place.

As a city on the front line of the absolute monster battle, Nippur has lost all its surrounding rural towns and villages. Without the support of these secondary structures, the city can probably only rely on obtaining resources from outside.

After all, Uruk was still able to maintain its secondary structure, using the Absolute Monster Front to keep most of the monsters at bay in the north of the city. But outside the Absolute Monster Front, there was absolutely no way to deal with them.

However, they at least received support from Uruk, since the city wasn't far from the Warcraft front, and transporting supplies wasn't too difficult.

It should be possible to make at least one round trip within half a day, allowing supplies to be delivered at night. *Whoosh*

At night, the intensity of the monsters' attacks decreases significantly, as most monsters choose to return to the forest to rest. While there is still danger in venturing out of the monster lines at this time, it is much less.

Even so, transporting materials still involves risks, so self-sufficiency remains essential, and abundance is a fundamental requirement.

Moreover, Manjushri already possesses abundance in her hands, so there is no need for worry; she only needs to wave her hand and scatter the light of life.

From this mountain that rose from the earth, abundant power flowed from Manju's hands, and the bull's horn from the Canaanite king transformed into this mountain peak. (A mournful sound)

"The farmers have created vast fields; passing through them, the crops have already ripened, and the azure sky of Ekol is free from harassment!"

God demarcated sacred boundaries on this earth with His hand, and bestowed upon it abundance and moisture with His breath.

Manju closed his eyes and swept the priests out of the palace; they were all pushed forcefully out the door.

"My priests must be perfect and skilled in the rituals of sacrifice; my clergy must be pure and adept at prayer; only the strong and powerful are worthy to be my shepherds and share in the glory of this temple."3

Manju said this, closing the temple doors and cutting off the priests' view, forcing them to look inwards instead of peering into the temple.

But the closed door was so perfectly sealed that even the dilapidated state that had accumulated over time was completely restored. Not a single gap allowed anyone to see the colors inside the temple, not even a glimmer of light.

The priests exchanged bewildered glances, looking utterly helpless and at a loss for what to do. The scene before them truly left them powerless.

“Our elder, our chief priest, you are the oldest and wisest among us. What should we do now?”

Since you are at a loss, you can only seek wisdom from others, which will also help you extricate yourself from this situation.

People always ask elders for advice and seek guidance from those in positions of authority. The former high priest certainly met both criteria, but relatively speaking, he was indeed just an old man.

According to the Sumerian King List, Gilgamesh reigned as King of Uruk for 126 years, and he was the last king to be recorded in the Sumerian list with exaggerated figures.

After Gilgamesh, the records in the Sumerian King List changed from mythological exaggerations to normalcy. Gilgamesh's son reigned for 30 years, the next king for 15 years, and the king after that for 9 years. These time periods were closer to reality.

The separation from the gods happened earlier; the old man before me had not experienced the era of the gods when he became a priest.

So what more can he offer, or say?

Seeing that the high priest was also silent and unsure of what to do, the priests couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

They were now convinced that the man from Uruk was probably Enlil, the god who had descended to this land in a strange way, and who was angered by the city's decay and inspired to cleanse his temple by its defilement.

How many of these priests could be considered qualified? In an era when the gods had departed, divine authority was clearly more intertwined with human attributes.

If we accept what Manjushri said when they were driven out, a strong and powerful priest who is perfect, clean, and knowledgeable in the rituals and prayers of the priesthood—could any of the priests present truly meet these criteria?

This is why the priests could only remain silent here, rather than offering any advice.

But they couldn't leave from here. They would always have a glimmer of hope, thinking that the others might not be any better than themselves. Since the gods had returned to their temples, they would still need priests to serve them and couldn't do everything themselves.

Therefore, the priests remained eerily silent, making little movement at the temple entrance, simply waiting and standing quietly.

"Indeed, most of them are fools, or they are so flustered by the sight of a real miracle that they forget everything. How can simply standing still compare to demonstrating one's ability to worship God?"

Manjushri doesn't really need a perfect priest; what he needs is what was mentioned earlier: a time of celebration from sunrise to sunset, a constant state of worship and prayer, so that grace may remain there forever.

Therefore, it doesn't matter what kind of person it is, those vile acts will not appear in this city, and holiness and purity will fill this city, allowing everything to be preserved.

Therefore, there is no need to concern oneself with the priests' conduct; they will not turn to darkness, and all that is required is to pray and perform rituals.

Manju did not continue to pay attention to the priests who were locked outside, leaving them for later processing, and instead continued to renovate the city.

This once great city has now returned to reality, devastated by the war and in need of redefinition.

Centered on the temple of Ekol, sacred and purifying forces are constantly transforming this land, permeating the city, and gradually making this earthly city seem to exist only in the clouds, appearing in the sky.

Soldiers and residents alike, upon witnessing these miracles, could no longer harbor any doubts.

To exert such power and descend upon this city with such might, sweeping away the filth and causing the light to fall, could it be any other than the god of this city, or perhaps a goddess of monsters?

The only thing that could appear was the god Enlil, and people were filled with joy and excitement, their despair being swept away.

If Enlil really returns, then what difference does it make if the goddess of monsters is Tiamat?