The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"I am the King of Romania, the guardian of this land, and that will never change. You cannot subdue me."

Even if Vlad III was temporarily stripped of his sovereignty over the land and the land's enhancement to him disappeared, this was by no means a reason for him to back down.

It would be utterly ridiculous to back down or become weak just because you've lost some strength.

As the king of this land, how could he shamelessly lower his head like that? How could he be worthy of being called a heroic spirit appearing here?

The spear, which served as a weapon, was conjured by magic and appeared directly in Vlad III's hand, pointing at Manjus.

"Alright, I've already shown you excessive mercy, tolerance, and love. Since all these words haven't made you understand, let's use the simplest and most direct method."

“I have already said that I am the supreme ruler of all heroes under heaven. Even if you use all your strength, you cannot drag me down from the sky to the ground and place me in the same position as you.”

"Since my power far surpasses that of the heroes and kings on earth, use all your strength, and let me see if you are worthy to rely on the glory of the king."

Manshu himself didn't intend to have much of a conversation. Persuading others wasn't his forte, though it was actually one of his strengths.

He's just not good at persuading people with words; he'll persuade them with the thunder in his hand and his powerful language.

Manju simply stretched his hand forward, and electromagnetism formed a long, thin bow of lightning, which naturally became an arrow.

Of course, it wouldn't have been necessary to go through all this trouble.

The power of lightning can be projected directly as a ranged attack, which is why Tesla was classified as an Archer.

Since they've already used Ninglu's authority, they should at least go all the way with the act.

Nimrod is a hunter who boasts before God. Many people also believe that the etymology of the word Nimrod is Nimrod, the son of Enlil, a great god in Sumerian mythology. Nimrod was a god of agriculture, a god of war, and even a god of justice.

According to ancient Babylonian mythology, Ninurta killed the demon Asakur, shot down the divine bird Anzu who stole the Tablet of Destiny, and defeated many monsters.

Therefore, the power and authority to hunt must be demonstrated, and the arrows of lightning were aimed directly at Vlad III.

Of course, Manshu didn't let the other women go either. If he wanted to pick one, he might as well pick them all at once, which would satisfy his desires.

The quality of the red side is relatively high, and picking all of them might be too much for them. Search: 粫÷,㈨⒋０÷『四三⑤6四, the black side is more suitable.

Manshu officially opened his right eye, unleashing a torrent of flames, revealing the raging lion that had long been unable to contain itself.

However, Manshu still told her to pretend for a bit and not actually jump down like Sekhmet.

As long as the divine nature of Egypt is not revealed, everything else is fine.

Nimrod had established fire worship and asked Abraham to worship fire, but Abraham refused.

So Nimrod threw Abraham into the furnace, but Abraham came out unharmed.

As for lions, there are countless stories of hunting lions as proof of heroism.

Hercules' first trial was to kill the lion of Nemea, and Gilgamesh also killed a lion on his journey to find the elixir of immortality.

Although the goddess Sekhmet was furious, she obeyed Manjus's words and transformed into a seven-headed lion, leaping out of the flames and pouncing directly at Astolfo.

"Huh? Why me?"

Astolfo was completely unprepared for this turn of events and hurriedly drew his sword from his waist.

However, the power of the Two Lion Goddess was something Astolfo himself could not withstand, and a hasty and careless defense would be completely ineffective.

The sword was knocked away by Sekhmet's left claw, and Astolfo himself fell to the ground.

If Manjus hadn't insisted on not causing any killing, that single attack would have pierced Astolfo's spirit base and utterly destroyed him.

However, it's appropriate to temporarily disable him, since a Servant's body is made of magic, and any damage he suffers can be slowly repaired.

Sekhmet thrust out with alternating right claws, targeting Astolfo's arm before Astolfo could even counter or defend.

boom!

A tremendous sound rang out in front of Astolfo, and the lion's claws were blocked by a sword.

That was the cursed holy sword Balmung, which Siegfried possessed.

“King Ninglu, there’s no need for you to drag others into your dispute with Lancer. Such actions will only make you enemies.”

Some tried to get the situation back on track, but their voices were drowned out by the roar that followed.

Because the lightning arrow, which had been resting on the bow of lightning, was fired after a long period of charging.

The throne in front of the audience hall exploded, and Vlad III did not choose to take the blow head-on but dodged it.

With his territory usurped, his power was indeed greatly limited; at least much of his power could not be exerted.

Charging forward with only his spear, it would be somewhat difficult to reach the sky where Manju hovers.

"I have made myself clear enough. All of you, try your best to see if you can shake me in the slightest and pull me down from this sky."

Looking down, only 8 Riders and 5 Sabers entered the battle. Saber only provided support and protection. Manjushri then reiterated this point.

Then he recited the Psalms, increasing the land beneath his feet to prevent it from being destroyed by the aftermath of the war.

“Come, let us sing to the Lord, let us shout for joy to the Rock that saves us.”

Then Manju continued to pull the bowstring of the lightning bolt, shooting out arrows.

When lightning struck the ground, it didn't blast a large hole like before; instead, it left only a shallow crater.

The other Masters looked at Darnic, also hesitating whether to leave.

The battles between Servants are beyond their control; in fact, they should be concerned about their own safety.

“Since King Ninglu is so interested, let’s grant his wish. However, is it too restrictive to fight in this hall? There is plenty of space outside the castle for us to use for combat.”

Although this unexpected situation was indeed far beyond what was expected, Danic accepted it and spoke up.

"Masters, please step back for now. The battlefield of Servants is not for you to join."

"That won't be necessary. It's just that your skill level is best demonstrated within this small space, where true warriors are truly worthy of our title."

Manju could not possibly agree to this. He had only seized the territory within the audience hall area, not just this much; it was simply the amount he could take for the time being.

If Vlad III were to discover this once we were outside, it would be much more difficult to continue the fight.

After all, he had only told them to try and see if they could pull him down, not to fight with all their might.

If things go wrong, even though it's Ninglu's face that's lost, not mine, I'll still have to stay for a few days.

Manshu didn't consider himself a particularly thick-skinned person, so he was bound to feel somewhat embarrassed after this incident.

"Please don't overestimate them. After all, those standing here are warriors who will fight as the black side. You can't possibly defeat all seven Servants of the red side by yourself."

Seeing that Manshu was able to communicate, Danic lowered his head and requested respectfully.

"Fools should not try to test the king's thoughts. If they are not even warriors, how can they be expected to achieve merit on the battlefield?"

As Manju answered, his hands did not relax for a moment, and the arrows formed of lightning blocked all of Vlad III's attack routes.

Without the blessing of the Guardian General, Vlad III has lost most of his power, and his Noble Phantasm, King of Punishments, is difficult to activate. To win, he may have to use the Noble Phantasm that he doesn't want to use at all.

However, Vlad III himself would certainly not choose to use this Noble Phantasm; the wish he made to the Holy Grail was to wash away this stain.

He could accept his failures and final fate as part of human life, but the one thing he could not accept was the stigma of being a vampire, Dracula.

Therefore, the Romanian king was unable to break through Manchu's attack and instead had to be very careful to avoid being struck by lightning.

However, the remaining two Servants soon joined the battle, thus turning the tide in Vlad III's predicament.

"That Nimrod is probably Archer, and the valiant hunter before God is a perfect fit for this class."

"If we can get to him, we might be able to teach this guy a lesson, but to get there we have to take down the lion in front of him and dodge his shots."

Avisbro and the others discussed the situation and realized that the current situation could not be stopped by mere talk. Either they would all be defeated by Nimrod, or Nimrod would be pulled down from the sky by him.

There's no need to elaborate on the matter of simply conceding defeat. Avisbro doesn't care, as it is indeed a meaningless fight. However, the others won't accept it, so the battle must continue.

"That lion was incredibly strong, much stronger than any of the monsters I've encountered on my adventures. It was probably some kind of divine beast."

Astolfo stretched out his hand and exclaimed, "Great!" but there was no fear on his face, only a hint of excitement.

Adventure always brings excitement and adrenaline rush to others; he's a true pleasure-seeking knight.

“I should be able to create an opportunity; I have a lance that can knock people down, but it’ll be up to you, Saber, to cut off that lion’s head.”

"How about it?"

Astolfo said with a smile.

"That lion has seven heads. Which one do you plan to have Saber cut off?"

"give it to me."

Saber said simply without turning his head, "It is I who am blocking Sekhmet's attack and stopping this raging lion."

"Berserker?"

However, just as they were discussing, Berserker, wielding a hammer, rushed forward first.

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I was too lazy to divide it into chapters since I wrote it all at once. This chapter is 4k, and I wrote a total of 6k today, so I updated 2k more than usual.

Therefore, the bounty still owes 24 chapters, which is 48,000 yuan. I hope to pay it off within two months.

Chapter Five: Joint Counterattack

The Masters left the audience hall before issuing all the orders.

They themselves don't know much about their Servants, except for their names and classes, and only the panel they see when they are summoned.

"Even as a Berserker, the stats are a bit too low."

The Masters sat together, watching the scene in the audience hall through the crystal.

Frankenstein, as a Berserker, has a pitiful CBD in Strength, Endurance, and Agility.

Only Caster and Rider have lower stats than her, but the price they pay is losing their sanity.

Moreover, the lightning emanating from the warhammer in her hand couldn't compare to the lightning Archer was constantly shooting out.

Although at first glance they might have associated the lightning with the thunder of Zeus, after learning Archer's identity, they also realized that there was no divine power in the lightning.

This is natural lightning, perhaps a treasure brought about by King Ninglu's worship of nature, or a divine punishment from some story.

After all, they had not collected any data about this Servant.

Even if they exist, they might not match.

After all, different Servants may have different aspects according to the legends that have been passed down.