The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

This was due to the curse of the Star Eye. Although Alcides, caught off guard, did not stop moving, he was inevitably slowed down for a moment as if he had been hit hard.

That brief delay allowed the full force of the words Manju had just uttered to strike Alcides.

Alcides was instantly blasted into the ground. Although it was just a large amount of divine power summoned by calling out a menu, it still possessed terrifying power if it was large enough.

At least for this moment, the ground beneath his feet trembled slightly. Alcides was slammed several meters into the ground, leaving only a deep crater.

"It seems my fire can burn for a while longer, but I can't see you standing on the ground for a moment. Did someone accidentally fall into the pit?"

"You did a very good job, so much so that I was almost fooled by your words. You'd better not think that divine power can overcome the end of a person's life."

Alcides' voice came from below, and an arm covered in black mud emerged from it. With a forceful pull, Alcides yanked himself out of the ground.

Wounds covered Alcides' body, but they were not fatal. Red and black sludge was already wriggling at the wounds, filling and repairing the lacerations.

"It's a really annoying thing, even though it's not difficult to deal with, it's still annoying."

Manshu squinted at the scurrying mud on Alcides' body, a look of disgust on his face.

"But since we've already encountered it, it's only right to burn it down again. Let it be destroyed by Ahura Mazda's spiritual light once more."

As Manshu spoke, he raised his hand, preparing to shout Ahura's name.

But just before he took action, the boy's innocent voice echoed through the boundless forest.

"Alright, that's enough for now..."

Manju and Alcides, who were in the otherworldly workshop just a moment ago, now stand in a vast forest.

"Boring illusion. It seems you really intend to end your journey in this Holy Grail War right now, daring to ruin my fun like this."

Manshu turned his head and said with a displeased expression.

Chapter Twenty-One: The Ghostly Blade

The fine, swirling snowflakes landed on people's bare arms, the icy touch penetrating through their skin.

But this incredibly real feeling is merely a result of a deceived sense of perception.

"Oh dear, esteemed and valiant sir, your abrupt intrusion is indeed a troublesome matter. However, please calm down and think about it. This is only the first day, and you've already brought out your trump card. What should we do next?"

The boy's voice emanated from each of the densely falling snowflakes, allowing his voice to resonate throughout the entire space.

"Heh, that's not something you should be thinking about. Shouldn't you be hoping for even more chaos?"

Manshu snorted coldly.

"That won't do. Even I know that I need to be patient before the main event begins. I really didn't expect someone to pull out their trump card in the desert and swim here to continue indulging. Your behavior is much more exaggerated than what I'm asking for."

The boy's voice continued to admonish, but there was no trace of the proper tone in his voice.

"Besides, we are now on the same side, so it would be quite bad to be so impatient and kill each other."

If our actual archer buddies were to die here now, it would probably take away a significant portion of the fun. Even so, we should retreat for now.

"This can only be considered a reason to advise SOuSuO: 揪∞零‖思「捌&·⑷√. 哎玖…≠０＃;伍. If you were to speak sincerely, I might have a slight inclination to listen."

But your voice is already guilty enough of a capital offense; how dare you utter words of advice?

Francesca has no good intentions; he's only here for his own desires.

If you take those words to heart, there will still be problems, and besides, such disrespect is indeed hard to tolerate.

"Don't be angry, sir. Just think of it as a clown trying to make people laugh, so he has to use a mocking tone."

"A clown is there to make others laugh, not to make himself laugh. You don't even have a clear understanding of this, yet you're trying to use that as an excuse to get away with it?"

Manshu chose to end the conversation immediately, and the sound of shattering echoed within the false illusion.

The trees, created by the illusion, were swiftly knocked down, and they made realistic sounds.

A golden beam of magical light turned the illusory land into a chaotic mess.

It was as if a finished painting was being torn apart; everything was in chaos and collapsing.

"Really... I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."

Seeing the illusion about to be torn apart, the boy hurriedly said that the forest and snowfield he had created immediately vanished like a mirage.

"To think you can just leave so easily is too naive, isn't it? Goddess of the hunt who hurls divine arrows, please bring disease and pain to the madman whose blood flows with the evil god."

The golden arrow, carrying disease and death, was shot out the moment the illusion ended, and then Manjustra turned his gaze back to Alcides.

"Although that guy, who can't even be called a clown, only said crazy and stupid things, it's only the beginning and there's no need to let a truly interesting guy disappear like this."

Let's have some fun together again sometime. I hope to see you unleash your true power then, along with your twisted nature.

After Manshu finished speaking, he turned into a cloud of sand, stirred up a gust of wind, and disappeared from the spot.

"Are you just going to let him go like this? I thought you would insist on keeping him here."

Seeing that Alcides didn't make any further moves, Bazdilot asked in confusion.

"The god he is calling upon is not the one I know, though they share the same name, they are entirely different things."

It is a nature I do not recognize, at least not the kind of deity I know, but something more like something created from human stories.

If that's the case, there's no need to rush to get rid of it. Besides, the words that came here aren't him, just like the things he summoned.

Alcides said calmly.

"To be honest, that's true. The other side even called out those three names you were supposed to erase." (II)

"We'll deal with him when he shows up again. Let's take care of the other troublemakers first."

"The Servant with information about God that is currently known is Gilgamesh, the hero-king who is said to be two-thirds god and one-third human."

……

Everything subsided before the dark shadows arrived.

Having confirmed this, the shadow chose to turn back.

But on his way back, the night wind blew over, forcing him to stop.

"I was actually discovered. I guess I'm not that professional after all. My concealment wasn't very good."

Manju touched the concealment in the evening breeze and stood before the moving shadow.

“You wouldn’t be so easy to find. If it weren’t for that brief moment of pause before you left, even I wouldn’t have been able to find you so easily.”

This is indeed true; with his aura concealment reaching the EX level, Yggdrasil has become assimilated with the world itself.

As for Yggdrasil, who transforms into a shadow and blends into the darkness, even his Master cannot discern his true nature.

As long as he doesn't materialize, he is indeed like a phantom shadow.

“You are not my enemy, you rule the night wind, you need not stand in my way.”

A calm voice rang out from the darkness; the assassin, as elusive as a shadow, asked quietly.

"There is indeed no need for us to be enemies for the time being. Besides, you, who are just a shadow, have no chance of defeating me. It's just that I intend to meet you."

Let's just say I came here to visit the mountain. Even though I can't see the mountain itself, seeing its shadow is at least interesting.

After all, if we can catch a glimpse of the valley's beauty, then the trip will be worthwhile.

Otherwise, Manjusaka wouldn't have stayed here; Yugo Hassan is no pushover.

As the first Shadow, Yggdrasil possesses the Noble Phantasm Meditation Nerve, which is extremely threatening, although its activation condition includes the destruction of one's own Spirit Origin.

“So that’s how it is. You have come in search of the original old man, but I am still wandering in confusion. I have only returned to the valley by relying on compassion. I do not have the right to make decisions.”

A shadowy mass with a skull face emerged from the darkness ahead, shaking its head in denial of Manshu's words.

"Of course, this is not something you can decide. As for my thoughts, only my will can change or replace them."

Manshu nodded and said.

"No, arrogance is the sin that leads to death. Even if your actions reach the mountaintop, you cannot escape it."

"That's just your shallow view. Why should I run away? Just let me see clearly."

“You are different from us; you are not a person of single-mindedness. If you insist on going your own way, I will act as your shadow to fulfill my mission of guiding you back home.”

The shadows disappeared back into the darkness, leaving only the sounds echoing around.

The alien skull mask proclaimed to Manjushri from within the shadows.

9. "What a troublesome fellow. You only learn to make the right choice when you do it this way. Let me see the view of the valley that your Shadow of Connection connects to."

As Ling Manshu spoke, magical energy began to surge around him.

(4) With just simple syllables, he could fully control the power of the night.

8. And ahead, the surging darkness is gradually covering the world.

(4) It was black smoke, which was clearly very different from fog. The surrounding light was gradually absorbed, creating absolute and complete darkness.

In just a few breaths, darkness enveloped Manshu, robbing him of all the light in his sight.

Even the movement of the wind vanished without a trace in the darkness, and taking advantage of this opportunity, a black blade approached Manshu from behind.

"Quite a dark place, but this isn't just your domain. Death and darkness are also under the rule of the Almighty God."

Wu Manshu simply smiled and then uttered the name Tescatlipoca.

That black sun, which reflects all things in the world, is the master of life and death, night and day, light and shadow.

Just by uttering his name, Manju seized a portion of the power surrounding him.

Of course, this was also because Manju himself possessed a portion of Tescatlipoca's power, which made it extremely easy for him to activate the power reflected in the obsidian mirror.

The approaching black blade was absorbed by the same darkness, and then two more different blades approached from two directions, but still could not reach Manju.

The dark blades unleashed by Yggdrasil have no concept of thickness, and in theory, they should be able to penetrate any armor and take lives.

However, when faced with the same darkness, it is just right to resist such an attack.

But Yugo Hassan was not discouraged, and the wave of attacks did not stop.

Then, invisible blades attacked Manshu from three positions: above his head, at his feet, and behind him.

But they were also sucked into the darkness, so the four swords shot out, but still could not reach them, so they shot out five, six, ten, twenty, and even one hundred.

But that's still not enough. How can simple attacks possibly break through the divine power laid down by the omnipotent being?

If it were just an ordinary spirit, it would indeed be destroyed by such an attack, but facing the pitch-black sun, this is not something an ordinary Servant can handle.