The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

But the chain only lasted for less than a few seconds before it was immediately broken, and the glowing arrow was broken and extinguished.

Then immediately starlight fell, and from the twinkling stars in the sky came down celestial light, the power of Venus.

The starlight directly hit the Mad King, causing him to tremble. He quickly recovered and continued to move forward under the light.

"May you shine and dance forever from dawn till dusk, O goddess shining in the sky."

Z didn't wait for another force to fall, Manshu immediately continued to shout, strengthening the power from Venus.

The Mad King H who was charging forward finally stopped and even took several steps back, almost falling to the ground. However, he extended his bone spurs and inserted them into the ground to steady his pace.

U "There are all kinds of strange powers, but they are just stumbling blocks."

a "Can the guy who was almost killed by the stumbling block just now shut up? How dare the loser keep making noisy noises here?"

N Manshu seemed to still have some spare time. After all, he had been avoiding fighting and was just delaying the battle. If he was not well prepared to crush an opponent like the Mad King in one go, there was no need to disgust himself.

QHis aura has been increasing since a while ago. Of course, he is not getting stronger, but recovering from his injuries.

U estimated that it would only take an hour at most for all the damage he had done to him to be healed.

ＮSo there was no need for him to waste more time and energy. If he couldn't kill him at once, he would probably only need a day or two at most to recover from even the fatal injuries.

: "Arjuna, it is time to play your role and fulfill your duties as the general of the Celtic side."

King Jiu Kuang was very angry. He had not been able to do anything to stop Manshu from escaping. All he did with his hands was hit chains, chariots, starlight, bows and arrows. Not to mention drinking their blood, he couldn't even get a bite of their skin.

So he turned around and shouted to Arjuna who was just shooting flaming arrows from the side.

Hiss "Just go and kill, don't hold on to boring things, or are you going to satisfy my gun next, God-given hero?"

rake"……"

Arjuna clenched the Gandhiba in his hand, stopped shooting the flaming arrows, stepped forward and jumped, flying directly here.

Ai: "It seems that we have no choice but to fight. Although it is not a glorious battle, the fate has been determined here. Please accept it. It is related to the sun..."

Arjuna said this and just as he raised the bow in his hand again, he suddenly thought of something and stopped talking. Finally, he continued to draw the bow and shoot arrows with an expressionless face.

"Fate is already determined, but I'm afraid it is not what you think, because fate is determined by my will. Accept failure, Arjuna and Cu Chulainn."

Well, Manshu calculated that the time was about right, so he should plan a way to retreat.

"Enlil! His powerful call, his sacred word, is everywhere!"

Manjusri recited the prayer again, but this time he put all his strength into it.

"The words of his mouth cannot be changed; his judgments remain unchanged from ancient times."

In this way, the falling attacks could no longer shake Manshu, allowing him to continue making sounds without being interrupted.

"His walls are so great that even gods cannot approach them!"

Then even the strength was repelled, and the forward steps turned into backward steps.

"Enlil! He who with his hand marked out the holy city on earth, he built Nippur for himself.

Enlil! The best cultivator in the universe, the shepherd who rules over all life, whose kingdom is in light! "

Everything was shining brightly, as if the land where Manjusri was standing had become a designated holy city.

"Stop him, Arjuna."

While the Mad King was speaking to Arjuna, he actually removed his treasure and grasped his red spear again.

"Gouge through—"

Realizing that he couldn't get close to Manshu, the Mad King naturally chose to change and picked up the gun again to attack.

Because if ⑨ is in the state of Death Fang Beast Zero④, his 8 Kayaborg has been activated into the Nine Armor Zero he wears, and he can no longer continue to release his true name.

Therefore, if he wants to use another treasure, he must release the state of the Dead Fang Beast. This is his only possible attack that can penetrate the obstacles in front of him and directly attack Manshu's body.

"——Gae Bolg!"

The scarlet magic spear was used with the Mad King's full strength, all his power, all his magic power, just to accomplish the purpose of slaughter.

"The divine domain is expanded, the space is fixed, and the period of divine punishment is set... All confirmed. With the wrath of Shiva, your life will be cut off here. Pashupata, the hand shadow of the God of Destruction!"

Arjuna also put away Gandibal, freeing the most powerful treasure he possessed, a weapon gifted by Shiva.

He raised his right hand, and saw infinite light condensed into a ball in his hand. He just threw it lightly, and the power to destroy everything fell down.

⑻Manshu shook his head, still reciting the words, but it was too late for them to act.

"The Supreme Being among the Anunnaki is him! He himself is destiny, and the gods cannot even see him!

You, Enlil, are the supreme priest, God! You are the supreme judge of heaven and earth! Your words are incomparable, and they are powerful! They are like the sky! They are like thick clouds!

⑹Your words are the pillars that support the sky! Your words are the foundation of the earth, and the earth is unbreakable! "

This sound is the manifestation of power and authority. The Kayaberg created by the Mad King and the beast lord falling from Arjuna's hands, both stopped in mid-air.

Because the heaven and the earth were right in front of them, if they could not destroy this world as well, they would not be able to take any further steps forward.

Although it is not impossible for them to destroy this singularity, it takes time.

After Si's last voice fell, Manshu had disappeared here, leaving only the authoritative voice and the land of the natural moat.

2. “Damn it…”

Zhao Kuang Wang threw a fist forward in anger, retrieved his gun from the air, and then used forceful blows to break through the isolated world.

"To defeat an enemy favored by the gods like Shu, it would take a lot of effort. How can we defeat such a strong enemy in a sudden encounter?"

Arjuna remained calm and said to the Mad King.

:...

"I can't miss the next one. Tezcatlipoca doesn't plan to leave me any time at all. All he wants to see is one sacrifice after another without stopping."

On the way to catch up with several servants of the resistance army, Manshu looked back with some regret and sighed.

"Only warriors can survive. Everything has been set up. But if this is the case... it's hard to say what will happen to the prison island."

Manshu suddenly thought that the Berserker, the heroic spirit stationed on the Prison Island by the Celtic side, might be a very suitable candidate.

"The situation may not be as good as I thought. We can't continue to be so careless."

"We are about to catch up. Let's act based on the intelligence first and think about our next move."

While he was thinking, Manshu also caught up with several members of the rebel army, so he stopped daydreaming temporarily and quickened his pace.

Chapter 18 Preparations for War

"This time, we are lucky to have you here. Otherwise, I'm afraid most of us would have died there."

After Manshu caught up with Geronimo and his group, Geronimo said sincerely. ２★≤⑨』￠0∠〔5{」

"It doesn't matter. The sun's grace to the earth is for no reason, it is simply because it is so great and good."

Manshu smiled and waved his hand, then his expression changed and he continued:

“But the evil enemy standing on the ground right now is no ordinary one. It is truly called the Demon King, an evil beast that can truly devour the world.

I have only seen such a monster once, but at that time it was only a young monster. Now I can already see its ferocious fangs and sharp claws.

If you really want to save the land you stand on and take America back into human hands, you must gather all your strength to knock down the Celtics and force the dark sun to give up his place in the sky again. "

The current situation was indeed slightly beyond Manshu's expectations. In this battlefield of warriors, in this mythical battle, the power he possessed was actually a bit weaker than in previous times.

In the battlefield currently dominated by Tezcatlipoca, the dominance he held was gradually being lost, at least Mansu himself could no longer claim victory easily.

Of course, our chances of winning are still big enough, but they are gradually decreasing.

Maybe now there is still a 70-80 chance of winning, but after a week or two, it may even be a 50-50 chance.

"Don't worry about that, Lord Lancer. For the sake of this land, it's nothing to be surprised about even if I cooperate with my former enemy. After all, I am a human living on this land."

Geronimo appeared relaxed and answered without hesitation.

"Besides, hope has already fallen into my eyes. At this moment that will decide the end of this land, I should devote everything to it. It is my destiny and duty to fight to the end here."

"It's true that I worry too much. Then you guys go meet up with Edison first. I'm going to go to the prison island. I'm afraid the situation there won't be too good."

"Is this your premonition? The information we have is still not enough. It seems that there may be multiple Servants stationed on the Prison Island. In that case, Nightingale and Chaldea may not be able to cope with it."

The ones heading to the prison island were Nightingale, two people from Chaldea, and Rama, but Rama was currently unable to serve as a fighting force.

So in reality, the only two people who can deal with the power of Prison Island are Mash and Nightingale.

If it was just the original Beowulf, he would still be able to fight, but if not, I'm afraid danger would be inevitable.

"It will probably take nearly a week for us to get to the prison island. By that time, everything will have been settled. I really can only trouble you, Lord Lancer, to go there." Zhong

There is still a long distance between Washington and the prison island. The team that assassinates the mad king and the team that rescues Sita are heading east and west respectively.

"It's not easy for me to get over there quickly. I was able to cross over here before because of the obsidian mirror that was given to you."

However, the four people who went to Alcatraz did not receive any gifts, and Manshu also ignored what would happen here.

After all, according to the original situation, there might be problems in Washington, but there shouldn't be any problems on Prison Island. :

The Celtic side only has seven servants, and only one of them can be assigned to the Prison Island.

"The Crimean angel and the two Chaldeans don't look like people with bad luck. The elves on earth also told me so. I think they must be safe."

Geronimo spoke with a look of faith, and it seemed that under the current circumstances all he could do was to offer good wishes.

"Indeed, their journey simply stops if they don't go on. I am looking for ..."

Manshu knocked his eye socket and turned around to let Geronimo see Manshu's right eye which had suddenly become empty.

Although the eye socket of the right eye was empty, after taking a look, one seemed to be able to see a light that encompassed everything.

Geronimo showed a bit of surprise, but after looking for a few times, he found that he seemed to be sucked into the empty eye socket.

This made Geronimo quickly shift his gaze away. He didn't dare to continue staring at him, nor did he say anything else. He just waited for Mansu to speak.

"Yes, I found it. Although the condition is not too good, it is still alive."

Manshu nodded, closed his right eye, and spoke again.

"I knew it."

Geronimo was relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

"They are lucky. There are three other servants traveling with them. I will pass on a message to them and ask them to go to Denver."

After confirming that the other people were safe, Manshu decided not to rush over again. He had to reach Denver anyway before deciding on the next step.

"I just hope that the Servant who is traveling with me will not misjudge the situation."②

"They probably don't know yet that our plan to assassinate Maeve and the Mad King has failed. It's possible that they made a wrong decision. We need to go to a stronghold first and pass on the information."⑼

Geronimo nodded in agreement, and they continued on their way. Halfway through their journey to Denver, they headed to a rebel stronghold and passed on information about their current situation.

After a short rest, they continued on their way to Denver. When they arrived in Denver, they also received reports that the other people were safe.

Although this has been confirmed from Manshu's mouth, it is still comforting to get the actual confirmation.

Karna's injuries had also healed, and the armor that had been stripped from his body reappeared on his body.

Edison was still improving his weapons and equipment, especially his presidential cannon, but its actual power was still not enough to achieve a truly decisive effect.

Of course, the most important thing is to be able to mass-produce it. If the quantity can meet the standard, it can also form a considerable force.

Edison continued to try relying on his own wisdom, skills and etiquette, but it seemed that there were still some difficulties.

Because ideological education has been lifted and brainwashing drugs have been stopped, while relieving and neutralizing drugs are being distributed.

The number of soldiers the United States had inevitably decreased, so Edison was looking for ways to ease the situation in the past few days.

Therefore, the current situation is mainly presided over by Helena, which has made this mystic quite busy these days. Even the magic book he has been holding in his hands has to be put aside temporarily.

"Your arrival is really a great help."

When Helena greeted a few people outside Denver, the joy on her face was beyond words.

After a short night's rest, everyone gathered in the meeting hall in the morning.

"The situation is not good. The front line has been completely lost. The Celtics are at least five points stronger than before. Even with twice as many mechanized soldiers, they are still losing."

Everything was normal, and the additional things would not keep Helena busy.

But at the moment, as the Celtic side continues to gain strength, the United States' front line can only be said to be reporting frequent good news in the opposite direction.

If it weren't for Edison's production capacity, which allowed him to quickly mass-produce weapons in large batches, a complete collapse would probably have occurred long ago.