The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

(8) Both your hopes and Maeve's have been dashed. A kingdom will not rise, not even in an empty wasteland. Today, you and all that you rule will be reduced to ruins.

(5) Manju, who was suspended in the air, was no longer worried and casually said with his hands outstretched.

(7) "Everything will come to pass, people's settlements will become hills, cities will become ruins. Mountains will crumble and herds will cease to exist, the oceans will roar and wealth will vanish. Plants will be uprooted, all the powerful will be destroyed, people will be put to death, and all living beings will suffer."

(6) Manjushri depicts the misfortune of death, and the story of how calamity destroys everything and turns glory into ruins.

⑹Even the light that fell from his hand was not the dazzling sun, but the light of a rainy day, with its remaining dark color.

(3) The sun's colors were also diminished, for the darkness of death shrouded all faces.

(4) And what is also summoned is naturally the underworld deep within the earth.

(4) Manju used the magic in his hand to make the earth tremble again, causing the soldiers on both sides to lose their footing and fall to the ground.

(2) The tremor then tore open the ground beneath their feet, but the crack was far enough that it did not pull them into the deep underground world.

But under this violent tremor, even the mechanical soldiers and strong warriors could not stand, and only a few Servants were able to maintain their strength.

"The wrath of the underworld will bury everything, destroy kingdoms, and reduce all things to nothingness. The sacred peaks embrace the yoke of the underworld (Kur Kigal Irkalla)!"

The hammer of the underworld was lifted from the depths of the cracked earth, and the caged spears, wrapped in the aura of death, fell from the sky like a rain of arrows.

The Mad King, standing on the ground, had no chance to dodge. His position was blocked by the cage spear, and then he was hit head-on by the force that was enough to collapse mountains.

Fortunately, Liu's body, transformed into that of a sea beast, was strong enough. The Mad King only had part of his exoskeleton shattered and 20% of his flesh torn away.

The group could recover from such injuries in just a few minutes, so the Mad King continued to charge forward without a care.

"The dirge has been sung for more than a while, and you still choose to move forward. You have indeed chosen the fate of being buried here. Return to the Throne of Heroes on this dusty road."

But this was all in vain; the calamity was even more terrifying in this underworld, with slaughter and destruction only increasing.

“I will not let the upright die, but the dishonest, the guilty, the sacrificers, the strong, the rulers, all the restless, and the kings.”

“Ira, with the power you obtained from Marduk, punish everything in this world, and turn the cities and kingdoms of the earth into ruins.”

This calamity came from the evil god Ira, and this power was obtained from Marduk by Ira through deception.

With Marduk’s power, Ira destroyed Babylon, then Uruk, made his father bury his son, and then killed his father and left his body to rot in the wilderness.

Because he saw that people had sinned, he took his anger out on the world and wanted to leave no one alive on earth.

This was the power of conquest and slaughter. The mighty and powerful Ira then protected the Akkadians, helping them defeat and conquer their enemies, making Babylon prosperous and ruling the whole world.

In this death and calamity, even the body, which can recover at great speed, is not immune to decay, and even the runes that heal are slow to take effect.

Slowing down the healing rate is indeed a good way to deal with such an enemy; otherwise, to kill this guy, you would have to rely on a terrifying amount of power in an instant, or spend a lot of time slowly letting him perish.

"You will be put to death."

Manshu stopped arguing and even planned to turn around and leave, letting the Mad King die in this underworld.

"I have no intention of backing down; I'm only prepared to do what needs to be done."

The Mad King's body didn't even have 9 drops of blood, because ④ the blood was taken away by death the instant it left behind. Five ◎‰㈥←*Four≌≠

Everything vibrant is taken away here, including the vitality of the physical body.

“Come back, Ku. I won’t let you die here.”

Maeve's voice rang in the Mad King's ears again, finally causing the Mad King, who was still fighting like a cornered beast, to relent.

Having witnessed everything unfold from the White House, Maeve understood that this was a battle with no chance of victory.

Therefore, they should not continue. They still have trump cards that they haven't used yet, and they absolutely cannot let her beloved Cú Chulainn die.

A tremendous magical force immediately surged forth from the White House, attempting to take Cú Chulainn, who was trapped in the underworld, away.

"Again? Once is enough. What do you take this place for?"

But Manjus could not allow it. Having witnessed Maeve forcibly taking someone away with such immense magic, Manjus naturally had to be on guard.

He used his power to try to block the effect of the immense magical power brought by the Holy Grail, preventing it from sweeping away the Mad King in the first instant.

But the Mad King in the Underworld did not sit idly by and wait for his death. He chose to dispel the sea beast state and threw his crimson spear out of his hand once again.

Instead of using the guaranteed hit attribute, it transformed into magical missiles, which bombarded the barrier that Manju blocked.

"A futile struggle."

The red spear pierced a hole, allowing magic to surge in instantly and take the Mad King away.

But this was indeed a meaningless move, as the Celtics' defeat was already irreversible.

The soldiers who rushed out of Washington were also dealt with outside, and the United States coalition forces have now arrived outside the White House.

Blood and corpses flowed freely across this land, but the dawn of victory seemed to be just around the corner.

"Time is of the essence, Your Majesty. The enemy's curse prevents me from healing you in time, so let me suppress them. Once your injuries have healed, we can then openly attack."

Maeve hugged Mad King tightly from behind until she finished speaking, then released her and stood up, leaving her right hand still stroking Mad King's shoulder.

“I understand. No matter what happens, I will be the Wang Er you expect.”

"Mmm, Ku, I love you."

Maeve smiled as she walked out of the room, raised her right hand and pricked her middle finger, letting drops of blood flow from her hand.

The flowing blood formed a river of blood in the corridor outside the room, so thick it resembled a quagmire made of blood.

Human arms immediately emerged from the mud, and countless Celtic soldiers were produced from it.

Queen Maeve, the Queen of Connaught in the legends of Ulster, is a passionate young woman who is engaged to and married to many kings and warriors, yet maintains only physical relationships with them.

She was also the strongest warrior in Ulster's legends, the woman killed by Cú Chulainn, the Prince of Light of Ireland.

Cú Chulainn, manipulated by Maeve, broke his own vows, losing not only his powers but also his Gaeberg, and ultimately dying at the hands of the demonic spear.

That man stood alone against Maeve's Fourth Army, and all the promises Maeve made to him could not subdue him.

But Maeve was unable to do this until Cú Chulainn's death, which is why she made the wish here.

Maeve wants Cú Chulainn to become king, an evil king who can be with her, and to make him belong to her for life.

Having created a large number of soldiers through her own blood pool, Maeve stepped out of the White House to face the enemies who had surrounded her.

Maeve is known as the Mother of Soldiers. She has absorbed the genetic information of many soldiers and can reproduce them simply through blood.

"The sacrifices of hundreds of thousands of people living on this land have guided us here. Prepare yourselves, Queen Maeve!"

Rama, wielding the indestructible blade, took the lead, stood before the crowd, and made a declaration.

“You struggled, resisted, and got back up, but you still came to this. Now, you stare at me with unwavering eyes, and what I like most is to crush you all to pieces.”

Maeve responded with a ferocious laugh, and at the same moment, the soldiers behind her charged out.

"Let justice be served against this evil!"

Without further ado, they immediately launched an attack on the Celts' final battle.

These hastily created Celts could not hold them off for long, even though they were mixed with many magical beasts.

However, shortly after the battle began, a terrifying tremor shook the earth, and enormous tentacles made of flesh and blood with eyes stretched out from the ground, reaching straight to the sky.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Techniques

The Celtic army, hastily created, was indeed unable to stop the United States coalition forces that had already arrived.

With the Servants leading the way, the Celtic battle formation was torn apart in an instant.

But Queen Maeve did not panic. She simply let the blood flow from between her fingers, causing the pool of blood to continuously create warriors.

But these measures could not stop one person: the Holy King who delivered a mobilization speech before the battle and bravely charged forward at this moment.

With the sacrifice of Sita in his heart, and the sacrifice of all the people he had seen on this land, he used the indestructible blade in his hand to cut down all obstacles.

Kyle's soldiers, emerging from the pool of blood, were shattered. Then, Maeve hastily summoned Chimera from within, but he too was instantly killed and lay dead before Maeve.

Queen Maeve, unable to devise any further measures, could only watch helplessly as the indestructible blade that had once defeated the Demon King Robin was swung down.

A fan-shaped spray of blood splattered onto the walls of the White House. Queen Maeve's body fell limply backward; that sword strike had shattered her spiritual foundation and nearly severed her in two.

At the same time, the crimson demonic spear attacked with terrifying speed and power, but was stopped midway, leaving the frenzied figure of the beast to the side of the group.

"Don't rush Cú Chulainn; he should at least be polite when he comes to see you off."

Manshu, who was watching the show from the sidelines, would still try to get involved in some things, but that was about it.

q "Ha... Little Ku... You're all better now."

Covered in blood, Maeve leaned against the wall of the White House. When she saw the Mad King arriving, a smile still appeared on her face.

N "...Tch. It's a terrible sight, Maeve."

The Mad King looked at Maeve with his profile.

2. "Well, little Ku. My mission is accomplished...hehe..."

9. Queen Maeve laughed with her last bit of strength, which made the people present suspicious.

4. "Your mission? What is it?"

Ritsuka Rintoki instinctively asked, and Maeve smiled and gave her an answer:

4 "Hehehe... My name is Medb, Queen Medb. Do you know what the greatest masterpiece left in my legend is? It is called the 'Twenty-Eight Warriors'! It is the assembly of warriors who defeated the peerless hero Cú Chulainn!"

③ "Twenty-eight warriors!?"

The Twenty-Eight Warriors are said to be a collective of warriors born from Queen Medb. As their name suggests, they are a monster born from the fusion of twenty-eight warriors. It is said that they fought Cú Chulainn and brought him to his last breath.

Lu said, "This is indeed a powerful trump card, but at this point, even adding another enemy would be of no use."

Heramo said with extreme calmness that no hero was something he should fear; he could kill them with a mere swing of his indestructible blade.

"Haha... Wrong, completely wrong, it's nothing like what you imagine!"

Maeve shook her head, letting out a final, chilling laugh. The earth trembled at the sound of her laughter, as if the ground beneath her feet itself trembled with fear in response to Maeve's laughter.

"what is this?"

Although the ground was shaking, it wasn't very violent; it was just enough to make you feel a swaying sensation.

And there was no trace of magical energy here until they could see the distant horizon, the black line that connected the sky and the earth.

"Wait a minute, is this possible? Is this really possible? Can a Heroic Spirit really come up with such a terrifying idea? Not to mention as a sorcerer, is this really possible? Queen Medb, this is something even Solomon has never tried!"

Dr. Roman's panicked voice came through the communicator, a series of incredulous questions that spoke volumes about his state of mind.