The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

At this moment, there were seven people traveling with Richard, and it was their fragments of the Spirit Foundation that were calmly and continuously sounding the alarm, signaling that they should retreat immediately.

This was enough for Richard to understand that the opponent before him was a powerful Heroic Spirit whose strength was so vastly different that it was almost hopeless.

However, Richard did not have such thoughts at all. Instead, he looked at the powerful figure in front of him with shining eyes.

"Clearly, you must be a formidable and worthy hero. But judging from your aura, even if you are not a king, you should at least be a leader. It is indeed something I should apologize for rashly intruding into your territory."

While I should indeed show you respect here, lay down my weapons, and approach you with humility, there's something I can't help. Even though I understand the principles of politics, I still can't suppress the passion surging from my very core.

Richard's eyes did not dim; instead, they shone even brighter. He shouted loudly towards Manshu ahead to convey his thoughts.

"Hahaha... What an interesting bastard! Seeing this scene, he couldn't hold back any longer."

Richard's radiance was even more dazzling; Manju responded with an uncontrollable, violent laugh, then conjured a wine glass from thin air and poured in a rich, fragrant wine.

"This thought and impulse is an understandable and forgivable sin, but before that, first prove your courage."

The wine flowing in this cup is a bewitching and enchanting spirit. Countless heroes of the past have been intoxicated by this wine, becoming puppets manipulated by others.

"If you have the courage, drink this, and I promise you the absolute safety of your Master in this land."

"Is it really the finest wine from the Age of Gods? Ah, look at this beautiful appearance! The amber liquid shimmers with an alluring light, like gold. And smell this enticing aroma! My God, this is truly enough to fill one with passion and desire! Ah! My heart feels like it's soaring on the clouds, as if an angel's kiss is dancing on my lips. It's wonderful, I'm so envious."

Richard took the glass of mead from Manchu's hand without any hesitation.

He immediately looked at the wine with admiration, just like a child, and praised it generously.

"Just the opportunity to drink this wine is a rare reward, and with the guarantee from you, what reason is there to hesitate? Of course, it's time to go through with it."

After Richard finished speaking, he poured all the wine in his glass into his mouth, and his face immediately lit up with happiness and joy.

After all, this is not just Maeve's mead, but a truly divine wine.

Manju also obtained the winemaking method from Dionysus, which enabled him to create the most exquisite wine.

"Ah, after drinking this divine wine, I can no longer contain my surging emotions! If I could, I would only want to taste this wine every day. It is a magic that drives people mad, a miracle that intoxicates them! Please, after the battle that is about to take place, perhaps I could have another chance to taste it, okay!"

"Such a trivial matter is not worth mentioning. If you still intend to enjoy it, I will give you the opportunity to drink to your heart's content after the event."

2. Even if you die here without giving anyone a proper farewell, I will still pour this wine on you so that you can fulfill your final wish.

While this fine wine may not be inexhaustible, it is not scarce either. If it satisfies the brave, it also satisfies Manju himself.

(iv) Therefore, Manjusaki would not be stingy in this regard and would generously make his promises, since everything he had acquired was made for the pleasure he would need in the future.

"Then I'll just look forward to it, haha... Hmm, so where is the next challenge in the territory? After all, I might need you to take care of my Master next, and it wouldn't be good if you messed up this place."

(iv) "There's no need to worry about that. You don't need to worry about this place or your Master, because your power shouldn't be enough to tear apart my territory."

"Let's begin here in this corridor. After I've witnessed your courage, let me see your power."

After saying this, Manshu used her magic to push the door open completely, and then extended her hand in a gesture of invitation.

⑥ "As for Saber's Master here, I'll trouble you to bear with it for a little while longer. After this is over, I'll have someone take you away from here and assign you a normal room at the police station."

The person in front of her, Ayaka Sajou, wasn't exactly a familiar face. After all, she wasn't actually Ayaka Sajou, and Ayaka Sajou was just someone Manshu recognized.

To be honest, a blonde girl with glasses doesn't quite fit Manshu's preferences, and a loli is even less of a match.

As for this timeline, it should basically be located on the timeline of Himuro's world, so it doesn't have much overlap with Manju herself.

Therefore, we should treat everyone as strangers. At most, we might encounter some figures who are like pilgrims, which would be a little more exciting.

However, for Manshu at that moment, the excitement was nothing compared to what was about to happen.

Right there in the corridor, rolling magic instantly filled the entire space, the dark magic stirring up sand and smoke.

All the power flowing through Manshu's body was released without any concealment.

That was the nature of a dragon, the nature of a divine enemy, and the divinity so intense it was almost godlike.

This oppressive force was so overwhelming that it almost made people groan and feel endless fear. Even the swordsman and the magician who had accompanied Richard earlier, who had been indifferent to everything, began to issue warnings.

But Richard remained enthusiastic and smiling, as if he were a fearless warrior, still brimming with emotion even in the face of such a situation.

Meanwhile, Ayaka Sajou, who was still alone in her room, suddenly felt a sense of unease about herself.

The Command Seals given to Ayaka Sajou by that white-clad woman were heating up. Through Ayaka Sajou's special Command Seals, which served as the starting point for connecting the magic channels, a vibration that could be mistaken for immense heat flowed in.

It was as if, in exchange for the supply of magic, Richard had also transferred his irrepressible heat to himself.

"...Wow, that's amazing! It's beyond imagination. You must be a very powerful hero. The magic you can unleash is beyond my wildest dreams. It's truly an honor to face an opponent like you."

Richard chuckled as he spoke, and in the next instant, he released the heat that had been trapped inside.

"Hahahaha! That's wonderful! You must be a great hero! There is no greater glory than this! Let me express my heartfelt gratitude! To you and the Holy Grail! And to my ancestral king's idyllic paradise (Avalon) that gave me the opportunity to challenge the legends of living in the age of gods!"

As for gratitude, we must mention Richard's pursuit of everything about King Arthur and the relics that summoned him to this Holy Grail War.

Francesca had prepared the relic in order to summon King Arthur.

The box he used was supposedly made of beautifully polished stone and was found by the Einzbern family in Cornwall.

It is said to be a box that seals a sword sheath and is engraved with the same emblem as the sword sheath, and it still retains traces of magic.

However, it's easy to assume that the box containing the scabbard is the original, but in reality, the box was made by Richard after he found the scabbard.

Therefore, his summoning to this Holy Grail War was indeed due to King Arthur's Avalon.

"At least your fighting spirit seems good, so I'll have to be a little less polite, since you've made it hard for me to hold back."

Seeing Richard suddenly become excited, Manshu echoed his emotion and raised his hand.

"For the burning of the sun, we offer our hearts; for the continuation of life, we offer our blood. The obsidian mirror reflects everything from the past."

The magic of the smoke from the movement condensed together, completely blending into the darkness, turning into the color of obsidian.

In the darkness, surging magic formed an obsidian mirror, which would reflect everything in this world.

Manshu reached into the darkness and pulled out a black obsidian dagger.

He used the dagger to cut several wounds on his ears and legs to let the blood flow.

All the blood that flowed out poured into the darkness and finally drenched the obsidian mirror.

This blood is meant to feed and nourish the gods; for the time being, Manjushri can only offer such a sacrifice.

After all, he couldn't accept human sacrifice for the time being, and besides, he wasn't an Aztec.

In the Aztec sacrificial culture, human sacrifices were seen as a reward for the sacrifices made by the gods in creating the world.

However, for Manjusaka, this was enough. Without anyone else to provide weapons, Richard's power would probably only be at the level of an ordinary great hero.

Even without seeking the power of the gods, the power that Manju possesses is sufficient.

Richard, who was not holding a weapon, seemed to intend to rely on his speed and agility to engage in close-quarters combat.

He stomped hard on the ground and launched an attack on Manshu, who was bleeding profusely.

He remained excited throughout, happily uttering words full of joy.

"Come... let the battle begin."

"Come on, this body is the manifestation of a great god who once destroyed the sun and the world, the embodiment of battle and death."

Manju remained relentless in his use of language; simply stating the facts was enough to dispel most people's fighting spirit.

Beneath the flowing blood on his body, amidst the surging dark magic, his form gradually transformed from human to leopard.

Claws grew from his hands, and a dangerous aura and intense malice filled the corridor.

In the blink of an eye, Manjusaka and Richard moved at high speed through the corridor, engaging in a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Richard didn't hesitate to throw a fierce right hook first, only to find that Manshu's left fist had already arrived before he could throw the punch.

Richard immediately dodged, while Manshu pressed his advantage, taking a step forward and delivering an uppercut.

Richard wanted to continue dodging, but was surprised to find that he was still half a step slower. An arrow shot out from his shadow. Although it was shattered by Manshu's fist, it at least bought Richard time to dodge.

Finally, a few strands of golden hair drifted down from the sky, and Richard narrowly escaped the fist and claws.

But Manju used his claws to strike, continuing to advance and press Richard's position, leaving Richard in a sorry state. He only managed to escape danger several times with the help of his shadow companions.

But after a few attempts, this move stopped working, so Manshu imitated Brunhilde's claw strike, which resembled Fenrir's attack.

Richard dodged two of the fatal five blows thanks to his speed, but even with the help of his companions attacking from his shadow, his abdomen was eventually slashed open.

"It was incredibly fast. I'm quite confident in my speed, but I didn't expect to be unable to keep up."

Richard said, quite surprised, his eyes gleaming. 94◎∏8＊∧2433`∝0‖5腫'~转：

"But it seems that using only fists is indeed not enough."

"Of course. Although close-quarters combat is exhilarating, it's difficult to win with this unless you're a specialist in martial arts. Your technique is still a bit rusty; you probably haven't used it many times."

Manshu let out a soft breath and shook his head as he spoke.

"Indeed, I've only learned a little bit, and it seems I haven't been very successful yet."

"Then it's time to stop playing around. If you continue like this, you're definitely going to die."

A rich divine aura flowed completely from Manshu's body at this moment, and the intense aura of death and battle was something that could not be ignored.

"I understand. From now on, I'll use a combat style appropriate for my class."

Chapter Thirteen: The Black Sun

The entire corridor was filled with a scene of sparks flying as the two finished speaking.

Although he didn't have any weapons like 0, for Richard, 0 was a superior weapon as long as he could still hold it.

So he simply reached out and smashed the door to the room next to him, took out a wooden stick, and used it as a sword.

The moment he swung the sword, it instantly shone with brilliant light, shattering the dark magic that surged toward him.

However, the magic bullets released as offensive tools by magicians are merely appetizers.

Then came the leopard's claws, the claws of a god, the destructive force of the black leopard that once devoured the world.

The gleaming wooden stick was torn apart, and even the light emanating from it and the magic surging within it were shattered.

But Richard had already sensed the danger and abandoned the readily available weapon in his hand, thus avoiding Manjus's next attack.

Richard's speed and agility have improved considerably since the beginning; this is one of his abilities.

Richard possesses a skill called Swiftness, which allows him to continuously increase his agility as the battle continues.

From the initial B-level agility to the eventual A++ level, the numerical difference is nearly fourfold.