The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Green leaves flew everywhere, wood chips scattered, even streetlights shattered, and glass fragments littered the ground.

"Quite impressive momentum; both speed and power can be described as perfect."

Manshu smiled and put down the short sword he had raised. In response to the attack, he also drew his small rage sword from his waist in an instant.

Using that short sword as a shield, he blocked Brunhilde's first attack.

Then, he swung the demonic sword, which was burning with the flames of an evil dragon, as a counterattack.

The howling flames did not possess the same speed as Brunhilde; all they had was the urge to crush and kill the enemies before them.

As if sensing the murderous intent of the demonic sword, Brunhilde was unwilling to confront it head-on, and instead used her speed to dodge and evade.

The demonic sword struck the earth, shaking the entire street and melting all the surrounding bricks and stones into water.

"That was a truly ferocious attack."

Brunhilde's voice still held traces of a smile.

That was just the initial probe. After that sound, Brunhilde approached again, and even the huge gun disappeared from her fingertips.

Brunhilde spun the giant spear at incredible speed, making it appear lighter than a feather, thus entering a realm invisible to the naked eye.

9. When the attack comes close, you can feel the incredible speed even more, because it feels like five attacks are launched almost simultaneously.

(iv) The giant spear, with its rotation speed increased to faster than its limit, attacked five times in succession, followed by five metallic sounds.

8 Brunhilde's five simultaneous attacks were all blocked head-on, and the high-speed collision of the steel blades and the shockwaves they generated shattered all the bricks and stones around them.

Brunhilde unleashed a five-hit combo, transforming the spear into a giant hand.

Only claw marks remained on the hard concrete floor. Then, an unseen hand shot out from behind the nimble body, its fingertips adorned with sharp steel claws, attacking Manshu before it.

3. Manju used the demonic sword in his hand to unleash the surging dragon fire, and used the short sword in his left hand to parry as necessary.

(3) After all, the demonic sword in Manshu's hand is a weapon with no protective function; its only purpose is to kill.

The small, enraged sword, perfectly suited for defense, filled this gap, neutralizing Brunhilde's offensive and launching its own attack without any defensive intent.

The dragon's fire relentlessly forced Brunhilde to retreat until another flame burst forth from the dragon's fire, striking the unsuspecting Brunhilde directly.

The flames melted the magically forged breastplate, and Manju didn't miss the opportunity to swing his sword forward.

At that moment, flames also leaped before Manshu's eyes, obscuring his vision.

By the time Manju raised his left hand to extinguish the flames, Brunhilde's figure had already moved far away, hiding at a distance beyond the reach of a sword.

"This is... Rune magic?"

The fireballs that flew out of the dragon's flames were something Brunhilde was all too familiar with.

Brunhilde, daughter of the great god Odin, received runes bestowed upon her by the god.

"Daughter of the Great God, you should be more familiar with the power of runes than I am, so why are you asking me this question?"

Manshu replied with a smile, smoothing the bleeding wound on her body with her hand.

Just now, the short sword in his hand pierced his own body, and runes leaped out of the wound, bursting forth with flames.

"Since you can use the runes passed down from the great god, it's not surprising that you can recognize me. But warrior, I have never seen you in Valhalla, so I'm sorry I didn't recognize you."

Brunhilde said with some regret.

"Although I can indeed feel some familiarity, it's hard to recall."

"Feeling familiar? That's perfectly normal. As the Valkyrie who guides the heroes, how could she be unfamiliar with them? Don't you think so, you Servant spying over there!"

Manshu spoke with a smile, but her tone changed to a scolding one at the end.

"Will you voluntarily reveal yourself and throw yourself into battle, or must I throw my spear and declare war on you?"

Manshu's lips still held a smile, but his expression had turned completely cold.

He didn't just speak; he raised the short sword in his hand.

The magic gathered on that suggestion, forming a phantom like a spear.

"How the gods have blessed you, my esteemed hero."

Brunhilde also recognized this scene, of course. It was during the war between the Assar and Vanir that Odin hurled the Spear of Eternity as the fourth strike.

This is the story recorded in the first chapter of the Edda, in the prophecy of the female diviner.

Thus, this became a ritual to announce the start of battle before the fighting began, with the spear being thrown to signal the start of the battle.

"I was just hunting when I came here after smelling your challenge, but I'm a little late, so I had to wait here."

A man dressed in light armor, holding a large crimson bow, jumped down from a nearby building.

Needless to say, this is Archer in this Holy Grail War, the great Persian hero Arash.

The man, with a bold upturn of his lips and a friendly expression, walked over.

"However, it seems that my presence has disturbed your battle, Saber and Lancer. I apologize for that."

Arash spoke in a sincere voice, a voice that gave one a sense of trust and gentleness.

Like the warm sunrise in winter, this man generally gave off that feeling.

"Whether you feel sorry or not, the fact that you have emerged from the shadows and did not continue to hide is enough to prove that you are still a hero."

Manju lowered the short sword he had raised and instead pointed the demonic sword, which was burning with raging flames, at Arash.

"If you are a hero, there is only one thing you need to do: raise your bow, nock an arrow, and shoot at me."

"And I must correct your mistake. I am not Saber, but Berserker. It's best not to get that wrong."

"So it was Berserker? I never thought I, as an Archer, would be so mistaken, making such a blunder."

Arash said with some surprise, looking Manshu up and down.

"But Berserker, are you sure you still have enough strength? Once the battle begins, no one will show mercy to the enemy."

"Then your judgment is definitely flawed, Archer. You actually thought that such a battle could deplete my condition? That sounds rather ridiculous."

Manshu waved his hand and laughed. He put the short sword back at his waist, patted his armor and made a sound. The wound from the dagger piercing him earlier had also healed.

"If you ask me, why don't you two come at me together? That way, the battle will be more balanced and worth continuing."

"What a confident warrior! He's definitely not kidding."

Arash confirmed this with his own eyes.

"Oh dear, this is really a difficult decision. I'm willing to go along with it, but is it really alright?"

As Arash spoke, he turned to look at Brunhilde beside him.

"What a troublesome hero you are. I can't refuse such a request, but if you're this troublesome... I'll kill you!"

Brunhilde still had a smile on her face, but she said some frightening things that made people worry about her condition.

"It's really not a straightforward choice. Since we're engaged in a fierce war, how can we be so hesitant and indecisive when making a decision? Clearly, all we need to do is move forward with courage. Worrying and considering things will only make us annoyed."

Manshu said happily, and raised his left hand again, this time simply gathering magic power to form a spear.

"I throw this spear to summon the gaze of the gods, to make my enemies tremble, and to bring about the destiny of victory."

As Manju spoke, he threw the spear in his hand, and the spear, which was made of magic, streaked across the sky like lightning.

A wind arose in the air, and real lightning streaked across the night sky with a deafening roar.

Amidst this roaring sound, power and skill surged within Manshu, protecting him and securing his victory.

"Looks like it's already started, so I'll go for it!"

Arash whistled, then immediately leaped backward, nocked his crimson longbow, and released arrows made of magic.

"A hero beloved by top players, and even bears a striking resemblance to that person... This just won't do..."

Brunhilde made a strange sound, and at the same time, the spear she held in her hand continued to expand.

Chapter Three Agreement

The battle was signaled by the throwing of spears, but the real ignition came from the arrows fired from that crimson longbow.

Archer relentlessly continued his attack, firing arrow after arrow, each one a deadly strike formed semi-automatically by magic.

However, all of the initial arrows missed their mark, causing not even the slightest scratch.

Manju seemed to completely ignore her, as if he trusted his own intuition completely, and simply swung his magic sword, taking the initiative to approach Brunhilde, who was still standing in the same spot.

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Despite being a shot with perfect speed and accuracy, it still only managed to land on the ground, blasting small craters into the already destroyed brick road.

Brunhilde, who had been standing still, temporarily put aside the confusion in her eyes and began to swing the gun in her hand, which had become even larger.

The same technique was used before: a continuous barrage of five shots.

This is a shot from the monstrous jaws of the Ice Wolf, a creature said to bring about the end of time. Very few warriors can withstand this attack.

It can be said that this is like a trial to select heroes who are qualified to enter Valhalla, a shooting exercise carried out solely for the purpose of killing.

All of this was avoided and defended against, except for the howling dragon flames that kept scorching Brunhilde's armor.

"No, something is wrong."

Arash, drawing back his bowstring, used his eyes—eyes that could pierce even the heart—to scan for the figure of his enemy.

The other party was indeed exceptionally brave; even in his own time, such heroes were extremely rare.

However, the ability to completely ignore one's own attacks and dodge them as if no one else is around is quite astonishing.

"Is it the ability to dodge arrows?"

Arash gazed at the swirling storm in the sky and made his own predictions and judgments.

"That's still a pretty tough opponent."

Arash quickly disappeared from his spot, leaping between the surrounding buildings.

"You found it so quickly? You truly deserve to be called a hero with incredibly sharp eyes. Well then, I won't hold back."

During the battle with Brunhilde, Manshu kept an eye on Arash's direction.

Manju's skill, the Protection of Arrows, only grants immunity to projectiles visible to the eye due to her level; it cannot evade attacks from the shadows.

Without hesitation, Manshu broke away from the battlefield, instantly escaping the reach of the ice wolf's claws.