The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

That's why Hippolyta didn't try to avoid it completely, but only let it graz her; her mount and she herself ended up with several scratches from the dagger.

That was a remarkably sharp weapon; even the excellent Noble Phantasm Gilgamesh had fired from the treasury had only left a minor wound on Hippolyta.

Hippolyta's body, enhanced by divine power, was already comparable to ordinary defensive Noble Phantasms, yet it was still easily torn apart.

"That wasn't some cold wind, but a stolen dagger. Your Majesty, your judgment is still terrible."

Gilgamesh's eyes had already discerned the true nature of the wind; his defensive Noble Phantasm was already positioned before him and his Master.

The dozen or so Noble Phantasms that had been laid down were all destroyed within seconds, but Gilgamesh remained unmoved, proudly standing in place, continuously drawing out defensive Noble Phantasms.

That pitch-black, bone-chilling wind was, in essence, a thrown obsidian knife (Técpatl). Q

That represents the biting night wind, the starry sky, and the moonlit night; it represents the power of Tescatlipoca as the arbitrator.

"While this farce is still somewhat palatable, the aura and tone you exude are truly unforgivable sins. Before you speak to me, you'd better step down. The sky, ruled by a king, is not a place for mere scum to stand."

Gilgamesh swung the cursed sword called Original Sin, which he had always held and refused to lower.

The original text of this Noble Phantasm, known as the strongest demonic sword, is also the original text of the King Selection Sword, which is circulated all over the world. It is an extremely useful weapon for weighing down opponents.

The light of destruction and destiny emanated from this sword, yet the pitch-black sun was something only this sword could measure.

That is the heart of the mountains of Tescatlipoca, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, the First Sun.

"Foolish... Now that you've seen the black sun, how dare you be so careless? Then prepare to make your choice, and see if you're willing to be skinned alive or have your heart ripped out."

Facing the demonic sword called Original Sin, Manshu shouted loudly, then shook the obsidian mirror hanging on his chest.

The surging dark waves never ceased, and now real black smoke was being spewed out like vomit.

The smoke and wind mingled, transforming into a force of struggle that brought forth the jaguar that had once destroyed the First Sun Age.

The phantom of a jaguar formed from smoke easily tore apart the magic of original sin.

"Quite impressive power. It's actually a land attack targeting the Divine Realm. Although I, the King, despise this, I will still be affected to some extent."

"Original Sin alone is not enough to contend with it. Since you so desire to see the Heaven-Opening Sword, I, the King, will grant you this opportunity. Open your eyes wide and savor your final moment!"

The light of the Eye of Original Sin was torn apart, and hundreds more gates of the King's Treasury immediately opened, from which a large number of magical artifacts were thrown out to block the way.

Gilgamesh reached into the deepest part of his treasury to retrieve his most powerful Noble Phantasm.

Alcides showed a slight change in expression and turned his gaze over.

"I'm not offering you this opportunity. Give up your delusions. If you're willing to show the bravery of a warrior, I can give you that as a prize. But to take advantage of the gap I created to steal it is not allowed here."

Manju's gaze was not entirely on Gilgamesh; rather, it was more accurate to say that his gaze was directed at Alcides far more than at Gilgamesh.

Therefore, Manjuska immediately stopped Alcides and even parted the black tide that led Hippolyta to Alcides.

“I have already discarded what you are talking about. Even when I am a guest, I will not follow the rules of the host’s house, let alone at this moment.”

Alcides unleashed his full power, shooting down a hundred heads with nine arrows that transformed into evil dragons. These arrows were not intended to kill Manju, but only to obstruct his path.

"You dare to presume to act on your own consciousness in my territory? You are far too arrogant and presumptuous. In Miktland, no one can defy the sun reflected in the obsidian. Prepare to become a sacrifice to the burning sun."

Manshu removed the seven black obsidian mirrors from his chest, keeping only the swirling mist inside, and took out four horns from the darkness on the other side.

This horn represents the four directions of the universe, the four colors of Tescatlipoca.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Snake Venom

Just like everything in the beginning of the Aztec world, in the darkness, the four-colored Tescatlipoca was born between eternity.

Then, in order, is the crimson Tescatlipoc, Sipetotek, whose name means Lord of Skinning.

Black Tescatlipoca, also known as smoke goggles.

The white Tescatlipoca, Quetzalcoatl, means feathered serpent.

And finally, the blue Tescatelliboca, Vizilobochetteli, whose name means "hummingbird of the south," is also known as the Left Hummingbird.

These four-colored smoke mirrors constructed a new order in the universe. They killed the terrifying goddess Traltecuttli and used her flesh to create the sky and the earth.

Before that, the unstable, dark world had no land or sky, only an endless expanse of water.

And now it is the same, with only the dark sea emerging on the earth, and the great gods being created at this moment.

Under such circumstances, how could the nine arrows fired by Alcides possibly withstand this power?

Even the slightest attempt to obstruct it was utterly futile; the arrow, imbued with ominous magic and resembling an evil dragon, was shattered and destroyed directly by the sound of the horn. (8)

And the sound had not yet ceased; the power emanating from the vision of creation myth threatened to destroy everything.

Alcides. The lion skin he wore could not negate this power; it was completely ineffective in hindering it.

"It certainly doesn't seem like a good opportunity. If this continues, we might get trapped and die in this fake underworld."

After this operation failed, Alcádez immediately prepared to change tactics.

He wouldn't let these things cloud his judgment, so he immediately drew his longbow again, squeezing out as much magic power as he could and the divine aura he carried with him as possible.

The reddish-black sludge was also used to its fullest extent, allowing Alcides to fire a sufficiently deadly and terrifying arrow.

When the nine arrows are combined into one, and with the help of a great deal of power, the bowstring is released, and the arrow is shot out, even the space around it trembles slightly.

But the arrow was not shot in the direction of Manjushri, but rather at the phantom of the jaguar in front of Gilgamesh.

“My mighty king, do not miss the opportunity to destroy this place. If you continue to remain in this fake underworld, your chances of winning will only gradually decrease.”

As a result, Alcádez didn't even take much effective protection and was directly knocked down by the sound of the horn.

Seeing this, the dark waves surged forward instantly, intending to drag Alcides into the darkness of death and take him to the land of the dead ruled by Tescatlipoca.

However, Alcides' actions were not arrogant. Although he lost the twelve trials that could have brought him back to life due to being twisted by the black mud, he also gained another immortal body after regaining all his glory.

This is the fourth of the twelve labors of Hercules, granted to him by Chiron.

Therefore, the extremely terrifying sound of the horn, though it tore off Alcides' lion skin and ripped open his flesh, was enough to pierce through him.

However, it did not take his life. Instead, a large amount of red and black sludge gushed out from the wound, constantly repairing Alcides' body along with his immortality.

However, Manjushri, Gilgamesh, and Hippolyta were not the only ones present here; there were also a large number of police officers.

They were also largely ignored after being drawn into this situation.

One of the officers held an obsidian dagger that shielded them from the surging black tide.

Their attention was mainly focused on Alcádez, not just because Alcádez was Orlando's target.

Alcádez's previous actions had indeed angered the police; the arrows that pierced the city had caused considerable impact and damage.

Even if the impact is only caused by the strong wind brought by the arrow, the shattered glass falling to the ground might injure ordinary people.

Therefore, Alcides is indeed someone who needs to be eliminated, and besides, they do have something that can deliver a fatal blow.

However, it had been extremely difficult to approach Alcides before; the arrows they were shooting were simply too much for them to withstand by brute force.

"This might be an opportunity, as long as that one can hurt that monster..." (turns to the next line)

One officer spoke in a low voice, and the others looked on in agreement, but they couldn't agree on how to carry it out.

"I'll find an opportunity myself. Although this monster is vastly different from the great hero I've heard about in stories, the fact that it still uses that name means I'm sure I can defeat it with this sword."

Just as Alcides was knocked down, the police officer, wielding a blade that gleamed with black light, charged directly at him. (9)

He concealed the blade in his right hand, wrapping and sealing it with strips of cloth.

"John!"

The police officers expressed their concern; if only one person rushed forward, Alcádez might have been severely injured or even killed if he had reacted in time.

But the officer named John didn't hesitate much. After a few simple words, which hardly even amounted to discussion, he made up his mind and rushed over.

"That was incredibly reckless! All guards, cover John with everything you have!"

Bella, Orlando's second-in-command, was quite helpless, but she didn't recklessly follow. Instead, she called for the police officers with long-range jamming capabilities to provide cover.

She then took a small glass test tube from her equipment belt.

Bella threw the test tube at Alcádez, then sniped the tube with the revolver she was holding.

The bullet pierced the test tube with extreme precision, and in the next instant, a wide-ranging smoke screen spread from the test tube, engulfing Alcides.

This smoke is no ordinary smoke; it is filled with magic that has a randomly changing nature and the ability to interfere with the perception of magic.

The falling smoke directly obscured Alcides's vision and senses, causing Alcides, who was fighting against the horn and the black tide, to frown.

He didn't care about the police at all, but Manjushri, Hippolyta, and Gilgamesh above him were all people he needed to be wary of.

After all, this is not a duel that adheres to etiquette, but a chaotic battle without any rules, so we must not reveal any flaws.

If one places their hopes for life on the virtues of others, it is no different from being dead.

Alcides immediately reached out to try and disperse the smoke, but a strong, magical wind immediately arose.

John's face appeared just as the wind blew through the gaps in the smoke, and Alcádez raised his arm again.

"A reckless attack."

Alcádez made his own judgment: no matter what kind of attack the police took, it was unlikely to work on him.

The Noble Phantasm in one's hand cannot ignore the protection of the lion's skin, and if one intends to bypass the lion's skin and use one's fist to strike, one probably wouldn't even be able to cause a scratch.

All he needed to do was swing his arm and deliver a blow to eliminate the police officer, who was just an ordinary human being.

But in the next instant, Alcides rejected his own judgment.

Alcides's ability, known as the Mind's Eye, was warning him to be on guard.

The skills and experience he had accumulated over time, the five senses he had finally developed, and everything that made up his flesh and blood governed his soul and warned him.

Why should I be wary of this man?

Alcides pondered this in his mind, but without any hesitation, he swung his arm.

“Quite good. Such an action should be accomplished in the world of Tescatlipoca.”

Manjushri in the sky also spoke at this moment, as if issuing a judgment.

"what?"

Alcádez naturally wouldn't ignore the sound, and then he was surprised to find that the officer's instantaneous acceleration far exceeded his expectations, arriving in front of him even before his waving arm.

Then, Alcides smelled a unique magic, an aura that retained a trace of the mythical era and should rightfully be called a curse.

The moment Alcides felt that aura through his nostrils and skin, a chilling fear swept over him.