The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

This blazing sword, perhaps the sword of a seraph, or perhaps the fiery sword that guards Eden.

In short, various concepts have been imbued into this flame, enabling everything to proceed smoothly and move towards the correct trajectory.

"So you've been trying to stall for time all along? That's a bit different from what I expected. Is that really your goal?"

Avisbro was not discouraged by this, but instead mobilized all the original people he had given everything for.

His long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, and he will surely enter Paradise Eden; how could he be stopped here?

"This is certainly not my goal. This is something that the name you call yourself should be considering. If you ask me, it's better to just give up and stand here and watch how everything ends. Now you can't change the story that has been set in stone."

Manju waved his sword nonchalantly, but his actions were entirely focused on stopping the giant from advancing.

“But that’s impossible. Since you chose to show me the miracle, your dream of returning to the paradise of the past cannot be stopped. Didn’t you say back then that you would follow your own ideas?”

"Then let it go on. Try to tear me apart and let the tower ahead collapse. After that, neither lamentation nor regret will matter."

Indeed, everything is just unnecessary to say more, so what's left? At most, we can only praise that loving-kindness at the end.

“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good and his love endures forever!”

Give thanks to the Lord of lords, to him who alone did great wonders, to him who made the heavens with wisdom, to him who laid the earth above the waters, and to him who made great lights, for his steadfast love endures forever!

Manju didn't say anything more, but simply sang verses from the psalms.

As he once told Avisbro, God is loving and right, but in judging equal things, there is a definite difference between God and man.

"The opportunity has arrived. Currently, only we have the chance to destroy the First Temple that the Black Archer has replicated."

The message, delivered by Avisbro, eventually reached the Hanging Gardens, carried by flying pigeons that relayed the events and intelligence from the field.

"As a believer, are you also prepared to destroy that temple? Even I have heard of it; it must be something noble enough."

"If we stop because of mistakes, wouldn't all the efforts of the past sixty years be wasted? If we can save all mankind, what is there that we cannot do? There is no reason to stop here."

"Since you, as Master, are already prepared, then I have no choice but to play along."

Semiramis had no objection to the decision, at most only a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

“Bright star, son of the morning star! Why have you fallen from the heavens, you who conquered nations, and been cast down to the earth?”

The stars in the sky rose above the clouds to be equal with the Most High.

Then he will fall into the underworld, to the deepest part of that pit, causing the earth to tremble and the nations to shake.

And behold, the world will be like a wasteland, cities will fall, and kings will lie in their own graves.

The aerial gardens that once soared through the sky have transformed into a struck staff, about to fall from the heavens.

The deafening explosion broke the staff, but the earth itself was also struck and threatened with destruction.

The deafening tremor shook the entire earth, and even the now-collapsed paradise was no longer the same as before.

The land was desolate, the city gates were forlorn, everything had been burned to ashes by the fire, leaving only smoke drifting in the air.

The rising smoke gradually turned into black clouds that obscured the sky, leaving the ruins lying on the ground, with only wails and cries of anguish remaining.

It was at this moment that the crimson lightning shone on the other side, as if to cut off the remaining corners of the city, to chop off any remaining outstretched hands, and to destroy and break even the door bolts.

"The temple has been destroyed, so what are you going to do now?"

Even without prior communication and cooperation, anyone with eyes should at least do something in this situation.

The giant was about to stride forward again, leaving Manshu behind, to go directly to destroy the tower that was about to reach its limit.

“If you come to boast at this time, will you not also be like the temple, to be overthrown in anger and destroyed in wrath?”

Manju simply shook his head and spoke, wielding the flaming sword in his hand to block the golem that was taking a step forward.

“From that broken staff will come a serpent, and from it a dragon of fire.”

And in the midst of that sound, the water on both sides of the park dried up, the grass in the park withered, and the tender grass was gone in an instant.

The surging fire transformed into the shape of a dragon, which seized the original man's two hands and pulled him backward.

"Overnight, it became desolate and vanished."

The paradise that once sang praises now raised its voice in lamentation.

For the evil dragon descended upon this paradise, intending to turn all good things into lamentation.

"It seems you must perish even before the tower collapses. Since you have such a wish, I will grant it to you as a gift for Archer to perform miracles."

Avisbro couldn't help but feel annoyed. He could only shift his gaze once more, directing the original human he controlled to swing the obsidian sword with all his might, to slay the evil dragon that had invaded Paradise.

But this time, facing the original man's obsidian sword, Manshu did not dodge or flinch at all, letting the immense power of the sword cleave his body, tearing his flesh apart and leaving his blood in Paradise.

The dragon's blood flowed across the land, filling the remaining water in the paradise with blood and turning it into an even more violent disaster.

"The damage to Paradise is only temporary and meaningless. As long as the original humans still stand on this land, everything will be restored. What you are doing is a futile effort."

0 Avisbro shook his head and said, completely ignoring the terrible state of the paradise beneath his feet, and was about to continue tearing apart the dragon's flesh.

4. The blood that flowed from the dragon's body turned into fire and poison, defiling Paradise and turning it into a hellish scene.

8 The land that was once full of life, covered with green grass, trees, and abundant fruit, has now become a purgatory.

④ The earth, which had been singing praises, was now lamenting incessantly, and the sweet, fragrant scent of honey in the air was swallowed up by the sulfurous smell of the flames.

The entire earth cracked open, and the flowing flames scorched the fertile land, as if it had been covered by lava flowing from a volcano that had just erupted.

9 The entire paradise has been transformed into the hellish landscape of the beginning of the world, but the evil dragon that wreaked havoc is about to meet its end.

The giant's sword was like a falling mountain; the first two strikes were enough to break the dragon's spine.

Wu's body was completely shattered from the blows, and the rest of his body was covered with ravaged wounds, making him look like a tattered sack.

“I should have died long ago, not here, but while I was still in Egypt, when the sun should have set and then risen again. But it’s not too late here.”

Manjuska was completely indifferent to the pain she was experiencing; it was something that didn't require her to think about or measure.

This can be considered his gain during this time; at least he was able to temporarily put aside the physical pain and stop thinking about it.

Mental anguish, on the other hand, is squandered and released through desires that are difficult to satisfy.

However, before the final sword fell, Manshu raised his hand and ripped his heart out of his chest.

That is the dragon's magical core, also a bright red heart.

The blood that was already almost gone spurted out even more, splattering everywhere from Manshu's chest.

After losing the heart, life force was rapidly fading away at an incredible pace.

Even his strength was about to be completely lost, so Manshu had no choice but to use lightning to give himself a final burst of strength, and then swung his hand, throwing the heart behind him.

After that, the hundred-meter-long giant sword that had fallen from the sky finally came down, completely crushing the dragon's body.

Without a doubt, the dragon before them had lost its life; it had even voluntarily ripped its heart out of its body, and all traces of life had vanished.

The physical body, composed of magic, was gradually turning into spiritual particles and dissipating. The golden particles decomposed and disappeared from this world.

"Was he really killed so easily?"

Avisbro stared at the scene before him in disbelief, finding it hard to believe.

But it all really happened before his eyes; he himself had the golem slay the dragon with three sword strikes.

The dragon's blood still taints Paradise; though it is dead, the calamities it left behind continue.

The tower ahead was the same, still climbing upwards, its height almost reaching that of the standing golem.

"Is Archer getting impatient because he's about to reach his limit without even realizing it?"

Despite his doubts, Avisbro could only suppress them for the time being and continue forward.

No matter what the enemy is doing, as long as the tower in front is destroyed, there will be no problem. *Whoosh*

The golem continued its march, its hooves pounding the mournful earth, towards the tower that was now nearly a thousand meters tall.

The dragon blood that had not yet disappeared was gradually swallowed by the earth and flowed underground. The burning flames slowly died down, but the land of Paradise remained a barren wasteland, devoid of life, with only the lingering scent of sulfur.

Then, turning their gaze back to the foot of the tower, as crimson lightning struck, the illusory serpent staff was grasped by the android.

This staff is an illusion; it is indeed a fake. ⑨

It is merely an object hastily manifested from ancient wonders for use, but it was indeed prepared long ago. 4

This reaped what the hunter had so proudly declared himself before the gods; after he had brought down his prey, he naturally received his due reward.

The dragon-related characteristics that Siegfried possessed were stripped away as a reward, and ultimately transformed into the Serpent Staff for use. ④

And as mentioned before, the snake that is born is also the dragon that is born.

That name, which should be Leviathan, manifested at this moment; the dragon-like qualities possessed by the dragon-serpent staff were extracted—something inherently capable of unleashing the phenomenon of evil dragons. (5)

Those who once defeated Fafnir will eventually become Fafnir themselves; this is an inherent characteristic of the dragon phenomenon. (6)

However, Siegfried was also burdened by the curse of the Rhinegold, so he died before the curse of the Dragon Phenomenon took effect due to the Rhinegold's curse.

At this moment, this cursed entity is activated.

However, twisted by the power attached to the serpent staff, it transformed not into the evil dragon that Siegfried had once defeated, but into a monster called Leviathan, a monster of storms and seas.

Just then, after the serpent staff was pulled out, the floodwaters that had been restrained were able to regain their momentum and charge forward.

Leviathan, having grasped the serpent staff, obtained his own illusory reflection and plunged into the water. Then people saw a dark shadow quietly appear beneath the surging floodwaters.

However, the shadow didn't look very real and even had an air of fantasy about it.

Until the dragon's heart, still dripping with blood, flew in from afar and fell into the water.

This is also Fafnir's heart, something Sigurd obtained after defeating the dragon and swallowing its heart.

So the surging floodwaters converged, no longer flowing forward, but instead forming that incredibly powerful monster.

The word Leviathan in modern Hebrew means whale. It is mentioned in the Book of Job and the Book of Isaiah, and in the Psalms and the Book of Isaiah, Leviathan is called a wriggling serpent.

Sea serpents held a significant place in ancient Near Eastern mythology; for example, the myth of Ninurta defeating the seven-headed serpent was depicted in Sumerian paintings.

In Ugaritic mythology, there is also a figure called Lotan, known as the writhing serpent and the mighty seven-headed one.

In Jewish literature, Leviathan is depicted as a dragon living at the end of the abyss.

In medieval Christianity, Leviathan was often used as an image of Satan, and was often regarded as the mouth of hell or the gatekeeper.

In Satanism, Leviathan also represents the element of water and the creation of life.

Therefore, in that water, a snake transformed into a dragon and arose, and the surging flood became its domain.