The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

The figure high in the sky dispersed the storm that was raging on the earth, and just rode on his chariot without looking at anything on the ground, and disappeared into the sky.

"it's over……"

The people on the ground looked quite idle. Tawara Tota placed the rice bag he brought here, allowing the people who had nothing to do but watch from afar to pick up the food.

After all, in reality, most people couldn’t see clearly what was happening. Except for Tawara Tota, who was the Archer, most people’s vision was obscured by the storm and they could only see a hazy view.

"It's a terrible destructive force. There's nothing left on the ground except a deep pit."

"But the goal has been achieved. Next, I will return to the village to continue preparing to resist the rule of the Lion King. Lord Bedivere, you are already at war with the Round Table. Do you plan to join us?

And Lord Bedivere's two friends, hmm... although they are wearing armors in the style of the Knights of the Round Table, they must be knights who, like Lord Bedivere, cannot accept the atrocities of the Round Table and therefore rebel.

And Sir Archer, you were captured here because you couldn't stand the atrocities of the Round Table and chose to rescue the people. Why don't you join us? No matter how much power we have to fight against the Lion King, it is never too much."

Hassan of the Cursed Arm brought Hassan of Serenity with him and began to invite them.

Since Bedivere had already been accepted, the sight of Mashu dressed as a Knight of the Round Table would not be unacceptable to the Cursed Arms.

"It's no problem for me to help you, but I can't go with you right now. Although I hate to admit it, there's a monk I need to take care of who's probably still wandering in this desert. Why don't you tell me where he is? I'll take him with me once I find that troublesome guy."

Tawaratoutai scratched the back of his head and said a little embarrassedly.

"Monk? Are you talking about the monk Tripitaka who has been walking around here all the time?"

Bedivere asked.

"That's her name. Have you seen her recently? She should still be around here."

“On my way here, I heard people talking about her while gathering intelligence at a water source not far away. It seemed that she had been there not long ago and caused a big commotion.

But our location... never mind, it has already been exposed to the knights of the Holy City, so it is not worth hiding."

Hassan the Cursed Arm answered and after a moment's hesitation, told the location of the village named after the mountain.

"Thank you for your help. That guy is such a trouble. Let's say goodbye for now. I can make it up to you to have a celebratory dinner next time we meet."

Tawara Tota wrote down the direction where Sanzang had appeared and the location of the mountain people, and left ahead of time out of concern.

The remaining three people of Bedivere accepted Curse Wrist's invitation and returned to the East Village together.

"This is quite interesting, Nitocris. You don't have to stay here for long. I need you to deliver a message to Osmandis for me."

"Yes, Pharaoh! Please go ahead."

Nitocris, who transported the goods to the East Village, did not rush back but came to Manshu and said that she could also contribute to the construction of the temple.

Although building temples for Sumerian gods was not a strange thing in Egypt, after all, there was indeed a temple of Ishtar in Egypt, but that was during the New Kingdom period.

Chapter 22 Field

"We will implement the plan that has been finalized. There is no time to make changes. The time is more urgent than I expected."

The construction of the sky garden has been almost completed. After all, the manpower actually required is not that much. What takes time is the modification plan.

One day after Curse Wrist left, Baimao Hassan arrived with the mountain people of the West Village. Mansu spared some energy to meet them and asked Baimao for her clone who was proficient in architecture to assist him.

The favor of saving the entire West Village was enough for Baimao to give his full support unconditionally, not to mention the incredible scene of abundant harvest and vitality that he saw after entering the East Village.

⑼During the rest of the time, the hundreds of clones stayed here to listen to Mansu's ideas and cooperated in making modifications.

０ Although it has not yet reached a satisfactory level, after all, these Hassanben could not know the appearance of the Marduk Temple that was once built on this land, nor could they see the building that was said to be a high tower reaching the sky.

But time was indeed running out, it was more urgent than Mansu had expected, even to the point of being unbelievable.

⑧If only the Lion King existed, there would be no need to worry too much, although the changes in the stars on the horizon and the sharp breath coming were enough to indicate that the Lion King’s army was about to arrive.

But as long as we can complete the construction of the sky garden before everything comes, we don’t even have to finish all the buildings. It is enough to just complete the basic garden first. After all, it is not the final battle.

Alas, the enemies here are not only the Lion King. The dissipated power of Marduk, although it did not bring back all the information, was enough to tell the important things.

9 Deep in the earth, the red end is eroding everything, and it is obvious that this singularity is not a normal thing.

There is more than one threat looming, and it is hard to predict when it will arrive.

Therefore, Wu can no longer take this matter lightly. He should prepare all his strength for the Lion King's advance to deal with all possible situations that may arise.

If the true owner of the thing that exists beneath this world and is eroding the entire earth really appears, then even if you use all your strength, it will be difficult to talk about the outcome.

"Apostle of the beast... come on. In this world destined to be ruled by me, when I am ready to clear away obstacles and take over the world, come quickly. My heavenly light will turn all obstacles into dust."

There is no need to worry about anything anymore. No matter what you are pursuing, you must never allow obstacles to appear in front of you that block your path forward.

Stand everything up. There is no need to hesitate any more. Just declare to everything and let all things bow down under your glory.

"Let's do this, but before that, everyone who is still in the Hanging Gardens should step down for the time being, raise your heads and use your eyes to remember the miracle standing on the ground!"

The foundation of the Hanging Gardens had already been laid. What remained to be decided was what to build on top. This would first drive the wedge of reality into the false earth and stone, make all fantasies come true, and let the majestic miracle stand like a city.

After hearing Manbashu's voice, the mountain people who were working left the Hanging Gardens, which had only been built with earth and stones, with their tools and shoes.

"Have you reached the point where you can use your Noble Phantasm? I heard from Arash that the building we are building is the holy city you built on top of our destroyed holy city to fight against the Lion King.

Although I don't want to admit it, the Chalk City is indeed not something that can be built by human power, just like the cities that only exist in the scriptures. I think there should be plenty of time, so why not lay some more foundation stones. "

The clone of Hassan the Hundred Faces, who was following as an assistant, spoke hesitantly.

The Sun King is not their greatest enemy. The greatest enemy of the mountain people in this land has always been the Lion King.

As long as they don't go to the desert, the Sun King will not use his power on them, but no matter where they are, as long as they meet the knights under the Lion King, they will definitely pay the price in blood.

His compatriots were constantly deceived by Saint Baal's lies of salvation. Except for a few chosen ones, the only fate they faced was to be killed by the knights led by Gawain and Tristan. The same result would occur if they met someone in the wilderness.

Therefore, the old men in the mountains were very clear about the power of the Lion King. The Cretaceous Capital was beyond their reach, so they could only leave spies nearby to constantly gather intelligence and plan to perish together with the Lion King.

“I don’t want to underestimate the power of people, but the power built here is indeed not important. Do you think that just the earth and stones put together can become a miraculous landscape?

What will bring about miracles is the memory engraved in this land in the past, flowing in my body. Because of the fantasy engraved in this spiritual foundation, all I need is a carrier that can carry it. "

In response to the hesitant words of the Hundred Faces Clone, Manshu just shook his head and pointed forward.

㈣ "Now what is to be erected is the fortress in the sky that no one can touch, the courtyard of vanity, the hanging garden as a miracle.

⒏ This is a miracle based on vanity, and as the God-King who controls things that are not vanity, I will wipe out vanity, drive the wedge of reality, and turn all fantasies into real things.

I will establish Ai here, and let it exist as a miracle connecting heaven and earth, to announce that I am the true master of this world!"

④Manshu walked forward alone, stepped into the frame made of sand and stones, smiled, and began to peel off the elements belonging to Marduk that were added to his spiritual base.

When the umbrella was given the treasure of the Hanging Garden, the fusion of the spiritual base was not complete, in order to confirm that Manshu could successfully activate the treasure of the Hanging Garden.

3 Therefore, the power that Marduk could exert was not complete from the beginning, because this power itself was not completely integrated into the spiritual base, and even seemed to be floating on the surface.

０ To really bring it into full play, it is necessary to pull it out and use it as a wedge to drive it into this carrier made of only earth and stones, which is used to carry the real sky garden.

So in fact, no carrier is needed to accomplish this task. The vain fantasy only needs the power of Marduk to make everything real.

But the power that a carrier that does not exist in reality can exert is ultimately limited. How much power can a creation built solely on fantasy have left?

Just like the conquered beasts created by Manshu with magic power, although this is also because Marduk's power cannot be fully exerted, if ordinary monsters that already exist are used as carriers, it can indeed increase the power of the summoned monsters.

At least in the case of large-scale rapid summoning, it is impossible to create a powerful beast like Sphinxmon without spending some effort.

After all, that wise, immortal and ferocious beast is a monster that can put even the greatest heroes in a tough fight.

Although this is a discrete thing, tearing apart one's own spiritual foundation is certainly not something that ordinary people would do.

It was like peeling off something attached to the surface, pulling it out, and then injecting the power and magic power composed of the treasure into the carrier under Manshu's feet.

Under this power, reality is being freely rewritten, and a huge fortress connecting heaven and earth is about to appear on the ground.

This land is being transformed into the land of the Age of Gods, and the pervasive magic and incredible mysteries are constantly emerging from this land.

Manshu endured the pain of his spiritual foundation being torn apart, and devoted all his strength to it to fulfill this fantasy that was reinforced by vanity.

"I, who stand on this land, am the master who controls the world, the unstoppable God King. I will tell this to the foolish people who do not know etiquette and block my way to take over the world without reservation."

The true wedge has been driven in completely, and Marduk's power has been completely extracted from Mansu's spiritual base.

Under the power of Marduk, the treasure was successfully activated to realize the fantasies of vanity and Mansu himself.

At this moment, Manshu's body began to become restless, and his blood vessels were aching and being torn.

The blood was moving madly, repeatedly destroying the area around it, directly turning Manshu into a bloody man.

"Tezcatlipoca, be quiet!"

It was not the stripped Marduk that caused the physical collapse, but Tezcatlipoca, the heart, that was driving the flowing blood.

This pain is far more terrible than that caused by tearing the spiritual base apart. It is enough to penetrate a person's mind and make him faint.

But how can I succumb to this pain at this moment? It's just like a dessert.

Manshu struck his own heart violently with his right hand, piercing his chest and digging out his heart.

It was not an obsidian mirror, but still a scarlet bloodthirsty sun.

Manshu did not pull out the entire heart. The blood vessels were still connected to Manshu's body, just like this bloodthirsty heart had once revealed the greedy tongue of the novel.

And now it is indeed doing this, and the intense pain is the heart plundering food and satisfying its appetite.

The power of Marduk, which was stripped from its spiritual foundation, was naturally an extremely delicious food for this heart.

What a wonderful sacrifice, Babylonian god! Even for Tezcatlipoca, he could probably only taste it at the last moment.

At the height of the Tezcatlipoca faith, it was indeed possible to eat the Left Hummingbird and the Flayed Lord, and even the main god of the Tlaxcalans, the cloud serpent god Miscohuatl.

But now was not the time to let this heart go bad. The destruction brought about by Tezcatlipoca was a bit excessive, even a bit weird.

Manshu could only mobilize the power of another main god in his body, take the abundant power to stop the greedy tongue, and then use lightning to cover everything around him.

"This is my domain. If you intend to become a termite that lives on my body, then you might as well perish under the lightning of Baal. Follow my orders, or perish."

Manshu was not polite and continued to indulge his heart in doing whatever it wanted, which would ultimately affect himself.

And Tezcatlipoca had done this more than once. It turned out that Tezcatlipoca had no good intentions in giving this heart to himself. This was probably the heart that contained Huitzilopochtli's crazy posture.

Under the threat of lightning and extinction, the scarlet bloodthirsty heart simply swallowed the abundance dispersed by Mansu and the little power of Marduk that it had snatched, and stopped running wild.

Seeing that the heart had finally settled down, Manshu put the heart back in place to complete the last step.

The fantasy was already becoming reality, but Marduk's power had not yet been completely separated from Manshu, and was snatched away by the heart.

But the reality has already landed, and the land that has transformed into the Age of Gods has handed over its power to Manshu, which has increased his ability level and also brought him favorable corrections in the use of his abilities.

But it was still not enough to satisfy Manshu's fantasy of being able to deal with the disasters in this land. Marduk's partial power was not enough, not to mention that it was divided.

“Since you have plundered Marduk’s power, in exchange, whether you intend to cast the power of Huitzilopochtli or the power of Tezcatlipoca, you must give me an equivalent share.”

Manshu mercilessly threatened his heart, and without even waiting for the heart to respond, he used Baal's lightning to form a knife and cut the heart very skillfully.

The heart that had already been obedient did not delay, and before the lightning dagger arrived, it first spit out a portion of power from its center.

The impermanent wind of the night blew over the land. It was the power of Tezcatlipoca. The unfinished fantasy became reality, in the form of fantasy, under the influence of the wind.

Indeed, when the carrier is not yet complete, it is difficult to even create a fantasy framework. We can only use the authority of an omnipotent god and the fantasy created on the obsidian to make everything possible.

Not only the Hanging Gardens appeared, but also the towering tower and the Temple of Marduk.

Manshu used up all his strength for this, and even his body seemed a little illusory. It was all thanks to the land he had built that he was able to replenish the excessive energy and prevent himself from disappearing.

Feeling the weakness of his body, Mansu laughed loudly.

“Hahahahahaha! Everything is done. Come! Come on! God Marduk and Goddess Ishtar, God Baal and Goddess Anat! Come to my courtyard. I will use this to save the world and bring glory back!”

Chapter 23 Sunset

"It's exactly what he would do. It makes me sober up a little bit... Who are you? How dare you appear in front of me like this and deceive me, the king of kings?"

Constructed out of vanity and fantasy, it eventually became a real hanging garden, and was successfully realized just as Mansu had imagined.

Although it was still daytime, countless twinkling stars were shining through the daytime sky, allowing everyone on this earth to still clearly see the endless starlight.

That is the dominated starry sky, a miracle that rises from the ground, connecting the earth and the sky, and dominating all the stars in the sky.

And Manshu's voice also fell with the twinkling stars in the sky, and all the existences under the starry sky that were regarded by him as having the ability to hinder him.

No matter who looks up at this moment, they can always see the tall building connecting the sky and the earth on the horizon across the distance. That is the tower reaching into the sky.

Osmandis, who was sleeping on his throne with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment and looked at the new seat that appeared between his throne with wide eyes.

"Do you think that your appearance alone can deceive me? How foolish you are. My beloved Neftali, even though you are filled with this stench of corruption, show your true self, Apophis!"

The enraged Osmandis brought down the Pharaoh's wrath on the main temple, and the power of the sun turned everything in the temple into ashes with a blazing flash.

Only the chair was floating in the air, as if it did not exist in this space and was not affected at all.

“O Sun King, I came here to follow your desires. I have always been here, right beside you… Continue to follow your desires, make Egypt more luxurious and splendid, and let this fallen country move towards unparalleled prosperity!