The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

The sound of the waves gradually faded away. The tide rising from the sandy ground was an illusory thing that should not exist, just like the undead under the battle flag.

Or perhaps it should be said that it is like in the traditional story, the undead stood up again, but disappeared under the rising sun after the night passed.

Manshu did not underestimate Finn at all. The hero in front of him was undoubtedly one of the greatest heroes in Celtic mythology.

There are many skills in Ireland, but only this person can master them all, and there are few people in the world who can match him.

Many foreign enemies who attempted to lay their hands on Ireland, including demonic pigs, giants, and giant snakes, were all killed by the gun.

A prosperous country was built under his footsteps, and wandering poets all admired him, saying that he was a wise king comparable to Ruge.

Otherwise, how could people be dominated by fainting in their old age, leading to the destruction of the glorious knight order?

Still, we hope in the songs that he will one day return to Irish soil from the morning mist.

Then the flames were fully displayed and released. If the hammer of the underworld rising from the ground could not stop the spiritual horse of the sea god, the sun rising from the mountains could not stop the raging waves.

Then let the bright stars fall into the underworld, and let the sun move correctly as the great power of the lord of the four directions.

There is no need to exercise any judgment here, only the purest light and heat are released.

The heat from this light will evaporate the waves. Even the sea will be completely evaporated under this sunlight.

"But it's not enough to just stop Anwar, now you have to face all the warriors of Finnian!"

Finn didn't show any sign of discouragement. He took the water bag from the back of his horse and drank the water that he had scooped up with his hands.

"Is there anything more joyful in the world than fighting side by side like we did today? My knights! My friends! Send the enemies before us to hell (Ifrinn)!"

At the same time, there was a thunderous sound, and all kinds of magic swords and magic spears were held in the hands of the heroes in the back, and they launched an attack forward.

Each of these weapons is a world-famous treasure in the adventure stories of the Knights of Fianna.

Such a huge number of warriors and treasures rushed together, but they had only one enemy.

Those warriors were all famous, including Oscar, the most powerful warrior in the warrior group, Finn's grandson, and Gower Mornar, who had killed Finn's father Maccoo and betrayed Fiona in the end.

It is said that the Knights of Fianna have a total of more than 20,000 brave warriors, but there are naturally no way that there are 20,000 of them here. There are about 20 people following Finn.

These people wielded magic swords and magic spears, which were powerful enough to shred human flesh and crush bones.

But most of their attacks could not penetrate Manshu's front. Manshu raised his hand, and the cage guns of imprisoned souls rose from the ground one by one.

"This is the underworld under my control. The dead souls should return to their cages." Lin

The cage guns would capture the warriors one by one and imprison them.

The few people who fell behind were obviously not strong enough, and were shrouded in black mist under the influence of the power of the underworld.

They were covered and suddenly stepped on the sunken ground, and then were dragged into the abyss.

But water waves also surged at the same time, and Finn turned back without hesitation to support his soldiers.

At the same time, Dilumdo swung the magic-destroying spear in his hand, cutting through the fog, the sinking earth, and the caged spear, pulling out his passing comrades who were trapped in it.

On the other side, a green magic sword appeared, and the person holding the sword was a man whose appearance could not be seen clearly. Although Manshu did not recognize the man, he recognized the sword, and therefore recognized the man's identity.

It was the Demonic Sword Gerr na gCollan, which was reforged from the fragments of the most ancient sword inherited from the Roman god Saturn and the battle between the Kings of Swords.

The identity of the hero was naturally clear. He was Finn's grandson, Oscar, the best swordsman in Fiona.

"Are you really going to stop me for this reason?"

Seeing this scene, Manshu frowned and looked at Finn and asked.

"Of course, even if I were to go down this road that leads to nothing but destruction, I would be eager to relive this joyful experience."

Finn tilted his head and smiled in response.

“It’s such a touching friendship. If I had my free time, I might be interested in slowly watching the friendship between these soldiers.

Unfortunately, I don't have the free time now, so I should end your warm fantasy and go to destruction right now.

Manshu closed his eyes and clapped his hands.

There is no need to keep everything now. This is not a battle, but just a desire to satisfy.

"That won't do. Even if it's a road that is destined to be destroyed, I plan to enjoy it for a little longer."

Finn shook his head, then turned to look at Diarmuid.

"I will do my best, my warriors!"

"I will clear a path for you, my lord."

Diarmuid clenched the magic spear and magic sword in his hands and jumped up first.

Finn once owned many strange weapons, including his favorite sword Son of the Gun, the Water Spear that never misses, and the Storm Shield that was inlaid with Balor's Eye and emitted miasma.

Finn took out the crane skin bag made by Mananan, which contained countless treasures. This was the treasure Finn obtained for his first achievement after growing up.

It is said that this crane skin bag stores the treasures of the Fianna heroes and can only be opened when the tide rises, from which endless fantasies can be taken out.

But at this moment the tide has receded and the waves are no longer there.

"I'm counting on you, Mananan's beloved."

Finn dismounted and stroked the sea god's magical horse.

The spirit horse naturally understood the meaning of this, and after making an incomprehensible sound towards the sky, it took its first steps forward.

The waves surged again soon, but the figure of the spirit horse became increasingly illusory, as if it itself had transformed into the surging tide.

Then, the mysterious light flowed out from Finn's hands, and the noble fantasy surged like a tide.

"I will not ask you to back off. My mercy will require you to fulfill your promise to your lord."

Of course, Manshu couldn't just sit there and watch Finn slowly release his treasure behind him. He picked up a gun from the cage standing on the ground and strode forward.

"Of course I have to follow my master's orders, and I also hope that he can enjoy himself for a while longer."

As expected, Diarmuid rushed forward to block the way. Manshu said nothing and attacked with his gun raised.

In this land shrouded in death and illuminated by sunlight, ordinary warriors can hardly be a match for Manjusri.

Even this famous warrior of the Fianna Knights was shaken away by the power in the first moment.

However, it was not just Diarmuid who was standing in front, the rest of the warriors also rushed forward.

"Stop me if you can."

Manshu waved the cage spear in his hand and at the same time called upon the magic power of the sun in the sky, allowing it to disperse wild light and heat to form a magic snake that rushed downwards.

"It seems that it is not enough."

As Manshu said this, his pace did not slow down at all, but half of the warriors standing beside him had already fallen.

The warriors who responded to the call of the battle flag and appeared here are not much different from Dilumdo, but there may still be some difficulties.

But if you can only swing those magic swords without being able to truly use their power, it will be difficult to pose any threat.

Dilumdo didn't say much, but showed an anxious look, waving his magic sword and gun looking for an opportunity.

But it is indeed difficult to find any opportunities. This is a huge power gap that can be seen at a glance. Even if a loophole can be found, it is difficult to implement.

But he had to delay it. Diarmuid looked back and saw the mysterious light emanating from not far away. It should only take a few seconds to delay it. So... Zero

Taking a deep breath, this radiant appearance put aside all his skills and rushed directly towards Manshu.

"Hmm?"

Uncle Man was just surprised by Dilumudo's behavior, and didn't do what he expected, so he waved his gun to push Dilumudo away.

The cage spear melted Diarmuid's body, but failed to knock him away.

Diarmuid rushed over and grabbed the gun directly, ignoring the danger of death, and then reached out to grab Manshu.

"I promised to open up a path for my master, so don't underestimate me."

Letting the blood and flesh fall to the ground, Diarmuid tried to use his own body to block Manshu's path.

"Well, go ahead and follow your path."

Manshu had no choice but to stop and clean up everything in front of him.

"Well done, Diarmuid!"

Finn said this with no joy on his face, and he completely opened the crane skin bag with his hands. Along with the surging waves, boundless mysteries will overflow.

All the glory of Fiona is also endowed in it, and it is also a treasure that symbolizes Fiona's authority.

It contains the treasures of Fianna's warriors throughout the ages, as well as generous gifts from the gods.

From Finn's hands, from beside him, the wave splashed.

The water splashes together to create ripples, which in turn turn into whirlpools that sparkle with mysterious light.

One treasure after another was brought forth along with the vast waves, and all the collections in the treasury were taken out without missing a single one, and were released with a power far beyond what they possessed.

Craebglasach, SgiathGalibhinn, Bilgae…

These numerous treasures, which could not possibly appear at the same time, displayed their power in a purely imaginary manner and fell like a rainstorm.

Chapter 34 The Holy Grail

As long as the surging waves continue and the beating of the waves continues, the treasures taken out of the treasury will continue to flow.

Those are equally noble mysteries, creatures of fantasy, shaped by the waves.

Those creations that should have only existed in one form or even appeared in plural in the waves, forming a torrential rain of capital punishment.

This exuberant mystery even seems to tear the entire world apart.

Finn, who opened the door to the treasury, had no ill intentions in his heart; he was just exercising his beliefs and enjoying the pleasure of it.

As Finn said at the beginning, he already knew that the road he was walking on was destined to destruction.

But before the destruction comes, he can still enjoy everything he has gained on this road.

The Fianna Faria is a story of the past, and the end of the story is full of regrets. The exploits of blood and fire did not end with bravery and fearlessness, but ended in tragedy amid mutual suspicion and betrayal.

This was irreversible, but at this moment, Finn could enjoy the feeling of fighting alongside the warriors who had gathered under his command.

The hero who had once been jealous of the handsome warrior in his prime because of his own stupidity and old age and had no choice but to die has now become his knight again and is showing his loyalty and bravery in front of him.

The door to the treasury was opened, and the rain of treasures that fell was Finn's response.

"In response to your loyalty, the glory of the Knights of Fianna is restored here!"

There is no need to pursue what the outcome will be, just to get here.

Of course, Finn also hopes to win and celebrate the joy of victory with his knights and close friends again.

It just seems to be quite difficult, at the end of their road, but it seems that the opponent is completely unshakable and cannot be destroyed.

That is the sun high in the sky, emitting its arrogant light and heat from all around. Anyone who tries to touch or get close to it will be turned into ashes.

The fate of destruction is such a reality that all one can hear are the words narrated to the sun.

The land beneath his feet, which had turned into the underworld, began to collapse, opening the door to an abyss that had no end in sight.

It will bury the dead who reappear here, and it will also bury the raging waves that never stop flowing.

"Didn't it work?"

There wasn't much joy or sadness in Finn's voice, just a hint of regret, that's all.

"It seems that we can only go here..."

Dilumdo, with only half of his body left, was also lying on the ground, looking at his lord and said regretfully.

On the other side, Finn was nailed to the rock wall of the abyss by a spear, and the crane skin bag leading to the door of Fianna's treasure house had fallen into the abyss.

The boundless fantasy that was taken away can only give way to more noble things in the end.

"But I am satisfied, even though I can't walk a few more steps."

Finn's hands hung naturally, and he leaned back against the wall powerlessly, slowly closing his eyes.

"Accompany me for the last time, Diarmuid. Since you have indeed lost, then San should just leave resolutely."

"Yes!"

As if Dilumdo had been waiting for these words, he opened his mouth with joy and gave a reply, then instantly turned into a spirit particle and floated in the air.

Finn also disappeared at the same time, disappearing at the same time as the sound fell, leaving only a horn falling in the dust.

"You left with satisfaction. You are such a weird bunch. Since you left me a gift before I left, I will forget what you did for now."