The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

He instinctively opened his mouth, simultaneously using magic to construct an arrow and draw the bowstring.

The moment his voice rang out, a massive number of magical arrows, enough to cover the entire sky, formed a torrent of steel.

"Be careful of the guy in the black robe; he's at least a demigod who has descended to earth."

Even though the black robe concealed a great deal of his aura, a rich divine energy still emanated the moment the spear was drawn.

The aura of Brunhilde when she went berserk and regained her power, transforming into a raging demigod, was remarkably similar to this.

However, the man with the black cannon in front possessed an even stronger divine aura, far more intense and similar to that of Brunhilde, the daughter of a great god, which made his identity quite obvious.

This was probably the descent of a god, also a descendant of Odin, but upon seeing that spear, Arash had even more terrifying thoughts.

After all, the most famous spear in Norse mythology, Gungnir, known as the Eternal Spear, was wielded by Odin himself.

“You really are a worrywart, Archer. But rest assured, the wisdom and foresight I have gained are the same as Odin’s, and I have also obtained them from the same wellspring of wisdom.”

Therefore, I had long seen and heard how intense the sound of the loom of fate was, impossible to ignore from the very beginning.

Manju had already made preparations and was ready to face the arrival of that great god before he took his first steps here.

He naturally had no fear. If he were to be afraid of the divine spear called Gungnir, or of Odin who was out hunting as the King of the Wild Hunt, then he would have already lost.

"Long before this, I wielded Norton to shatter Gungnir, and here I will recreate the great feat I once accomplished."

"This fate I sought was woven from the very beginning, and even the greatest god cannot escape it; the only possibility is to accept this inevitable end."

The divine spear bestowed by the old man in black robes clashed with Norton's sword.

The story recorded in Volsunga Sagari did not appear; Ingram had been broken, and the reforged divine sword would complete the story of revenge.

The divine spear shattered upon contact, repelled by divine power, and the old man in black robes was forced to retreat into the void.

Manju was fulfilling the destiny he had spoken of, wielding his divine sword and chasing after the old man in the black robe.

Chapter Thirty-Two: The God King

4. The old man in the black robe retreated hastily, ignoring the rain of arrows that Arash had shot at him, letting the arrows fall on his black robe.

8. However, those magical arrows could not tear the clothes directly. The arrows, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, only left small marks on the plain black robe.

2 But fortunately, there were enough arrows to blot out the sky, enough to create huge waves like surging seawater.

4. As a result, the black robe was torn to shreds by a third. Only then did the old man have no choice but to hurriedly wave his arm, lift the robe, and stir up a storm.

3. Let the storm sweep away all the remaining arrows, scattering and blowing them away.

(iii) But it inevitably slowed his pace by a moment, and the pursuing sword shattered all the tentacles of the beast on the ground beside the old man.

Left with no other option, the old man in the black robe raised his divine spear once more to defend himself. Norton's sword slashed at the spear shaft, shattering the old man in the black robe along with the spear.

⑤ The original runes engraved on the spear had lost all their luster, and even the spear itself had lost its imposing presence, as if it had fallen to the level of an ordinary object.

The old man crashed into the hollow wall, knocking down many pebbles, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Why do you scheme against me? I have given you strength and glory, and have given you all the honor I have."

The old man steadied himself, removed the hood covering his face, revealing his aged features and his most distinctive personal characteristics.

The empty, hollow eye socket in his right eye is what Odin once offered up in his quest for wisdom, and the gun he holds in his hand is enough to identify him.

“Odin…”

Arash had already uttered the name first, but this only made him look at Manshu with even greater surprise.

After all, Odin was retreating and fleeing just now, and even Gungnir in Odin's hands lost its luster after being struck twice.

"As long as you are with me, you will have all wisdom, glory and power, and even the glory of the gods will adorn you."

Odin made promises without reservation, and in doing so, he changed his own appearance.

He donned an eagle-helmet and donned a dark gray cloak shimmering with starlight, his right hand constantly stroking the tip of Gungnir's spear.

"As expected of a great god with hundreds of names and thousands of faces, is the wisdom you gained from the Fountain of Wisdom meant for you to use here to carry out deception?"

Haven't you already prepared how to take me to your Valhalla? Why lose your courage and show cowardice here? (9)

Manjushri said without hesitation that Odin, who had donned the eagle helmet to face war, was not as he had described. (iv)

After his hasty attack failed, Odin began to regroup and prepare for battle. (8)

The promise was certainly true, but how much meaning it held was another matter. (II)

"Besides, why should I need your promise? Wisdom, glory, and power have been mine without my assistance; they do not belong to you alone." (iv)

"You're just making excuses for your cowardice, thinking you're unworthy to face the heroes who truly deserve to enter Valhalla, so you're running away, you coward!" (iii)

Odin didn't stand on ceremony. He raised his spear and roared, a gray-white light piercing the earth from the sky and entering the dark void, landing on his spear and restoring its brilliance. (III)

"Since you are unwilling to go to Valhalla, then let me personally take you there."

Odin, wielding his spear, straightened up and charged forward, accompanied by a deafening roar of thunder. (v)

Thunderstorms have already appeared outside. Through the grayish-white light from before, what entered the ground was not only the sound of thunder, but also wind and rain.

Odin, the hunter, brought with him the power of storms, wielding Gungnir to take away the warriors he had chosen; this story should have been inescapable.

Moreover, Manjusquerade's enemies at this moment are not only the resurrected Odin, but also the growing beast larva and the sorceress of Babylon.

"Odin, you greedy bastard! I sent warriors to your Valhalla long ago, but I didn't expect that this still wouldn't satisfy you, and that you would still include me in your target list."

Your actions have nothing but utterly humiliating consequences. Do you really think you can defeat me with such meager strength? Your continued presence here is only with my permission; now I will destroy you.

Although Manju saw Gungnir piercing through fate before, he did not know its origin.

But now it is perfectly clear that Odin only appeared by relying on the storms that Manjus had summoned in the past and present, and the magic remaining on the little sword.

From the very beginning, it has been intercepting magic to plot its own existence in order to fulfill its desires; the eyes of wisdom have indeed been planning for such a long time.

But no matter how far into the future one can see, it still cannot change the outcome. Once Manshu completed the reforging of Norton's sword, everything was irreversible.

Manjussiere simply laughed, brandished the Norton sword in her hand, and opened her eyes again. (9)

At that very moment, two suns rose from the darkness.

Blinding, scorching sunlight appeared simultaneously from above and below, piercing through the howling winds and thunder of Odin's rolling storm, tearing apart the endless darkness below where ferocious beasts surged.

Huh? How come there are two suns? 8

The sunlight appearing above was the manifestation of Manjushri's open eye. Sekhmet, the eye of Ra, also exists as a sun god, and the blazing fire transformed into the sun rising from the darkness. 4

The reforging of Norton's sword also incorporated ample amounts of sun and sunlight, and Gram, as the Sun Magic Sword, further blended in sunlight and victory.

Therefore, the blazing sun is precisely the aura and power that Manju should exude when she gives it her all. Nine

But below? Even Manju showed a hint of doubt, until a hearty laugh came from below. (Shu)

"Hahaha... Now is the perfect time for me to make my appearance! How could I possibly tolerate such an alien god attempting to kidnap the Pharaoh!"

This sunlight is the radiance of the solar boat, and also the radiance of Osmandis, the Pharaoh and the King of Gods.

Osmandis, standing at the bow of the sun ship, burst forth from the dark mass of flesh below as a prelude to his reappearance, accompanied by an incredibly loud laugh, appearing as the second sun.

"Huh? Rider, weren't you defeated by Berserker and dead?"

Arash stared in astonishment at Osmandis emerging from below. He had witnessed the entire battle that night from a short distance, and Osmandis's demise had also occurred before his eyes.

"Hehehe... The dissipation of the spirit origin does mean death for a Servant, but that is only a matter for the Servant. As the Pharaoh, how could there be anything I cannot do!"

"I am Pharaoh Osmandis! Imperial privilege—no—this is Pharaoh's privilege!"

Osmandis used the skills granted by the Emperor's privilege to bring the vanished spirit origin back to life.

Of course, this may also be related to the pharaoh's abilities; the power of resurrection is only natural for a pharaoh.

"Being a king doesn't matter much. I should be happy that Valhalla will welcome two new warriors today."

Odin didn't spare a glance for Osmandis, but instead looked up at the sun with a cold smile and said...

"So you despise Ra, Horus, the son of Ammon, and the Pharaoh, the king of Upper and Lower Egypt?"

So, as the guardian of the pharaoh, the defender of royal power, the holy judge, and the slayer of demons, what are you waiting for, goddess Sekhmet?

Show your strength to defend the Pharaoh's throne, and vanquish the evil with slaughter and attacks!

Although Manju was somewhat taken aback by the appearance of Osmandis below, he immediately broke into a joyful smile and shouted loudly.

Sekhmet responded immediately, and a golden lion leaped out from the sun above, its flowing golden mane as hot as the blazing sun.

The ferocious lion pounced directly on Odin, and the power of the sun was fully manifested in Sekhmet.

“Although the aura is a bit strange, it is indeed the goddess Sekhmet, wait… no, it’s Ra, it’s Horus, it’s Osiris…”

Osmandis's face also showed surprise. Sekhmet's aura was still somewhat unfamiliar to him at first glance, and even though it was the second time they had met, it still made him hesitate for a moment.

However, the intense solar divinity swept away Osmandis's doubts, and he instead sensed that the terrifying thorns descending at this moment were not just Sekhmet.

The giant lion's claws slammed down, carrying hot winds of scorching sand. Every strand of its golden fur seemed to contain the sun, and the dark cradle of beasts on the ground was now completely transformed into a divine kingdom of scorching sand.

Odin's raised Gungnir could barely hold on under Sekhmet's blows, and his gray cloak had already caught fire in the intense heat.

"The battle is over, Odin. Are you still prepared to resist?"

Manju only swung a single blow towards the location of Sajou Aika before setting Norton down and walking to Odin's side.

Odin was currently wrestling with Sekhmet, and the ferocious expression on his face showed that he was not at ease.

After all, his opponent is not only Sekhmet. As the Eye of Ra, Sekhmet also represents Ra, and Sekhmet can also be a component of the Eye of Horus. She is even regarded as the judge of the goddess Maat in the Hall of Osiris.

Of course, even the massive tidal bore of the Nile River is one of the most terrible disasters in the Egyptian world, and it would be unwise to try to contend with it.

But what could Odin do? He was already aware of his predicament.

He shrugged off Sekhmet, stepped back, and turned to stare intently at Manshu with his single eye.

"I won't give up. When we meet again, I will definitely take you to Valhalla."

Chapter Thirty-Three: Pharaoh

"If you had that ability, you wouldn't need to wait until next time."

Faced with seemingly ordinary words, with these harsh words and curses that could only be uttered before defeat, Manju could only respond with sarcastic laughter.

Manju then took a step forward, even walking up to Odin. Under Sekhmet's golden fur, which shone like sunlight, he shook his head, revealing a slightly regretful expression.

“I ⑧杌7”△陆陆ˇ∈⒊】《⑷∧∑肆¨侕交…§LiU羣: I thought you would still retain your last bit of dignity, but I didn't expect you to still act like a complete loser.

Odin, preserve your dignity as the king of the gods; this is my final tribute to you.