The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"Ugh! Where's the enemy's flag? Can you see the enemy's flag, Lord Arash!"

"The people who came were Gawain, Lancelot, Mordred, and Tristan. They actually sent four Knights of the Round Table. It seems that Master is preparing to wipe out the enemy with lightning speed."

Before Arash could answer, Manjushri's voice came from behind Hassan.

He had only glanced at them casually from afar, thinking that it must have been Mordred or one of Lancelot who had discovered the movements of the Mountain People while wandering in the wilderness.

After all, in the next few days, people from various villages will come to Dongzhi Village to build a sky garden for Manshu. With such an event, even if you try to cover it up carefully, it will still be easy to be discovered.

Not to mention, the arriving villagers might be too tired to hide properly, since it takes two days to walk from just the western village to the eastern village.

While Servants wouldn't need that much time, ordinary people would still need a considerable amount of time, given the rugged mountain path.

But at a glance, Manjus saw four different flags being raised.

Normally, Gawain and Agravain shouldn't have been sent from the Holy City. The fact that even Gawain was dispatched can only mean that the Lion King intends to completely crush the Mountain People's village.

"Oh no! What?! Oh no, we're all going to be killed!"

Upon hearing such a lineup, if Hassan of Cursed Arm were an ordinary person, he would probably have fainted on the spot.

Hassan and his men were no match for the four Knights of the Round Table; this is beyond doubt.

Even Mordred, the weakest of the current Knights of the Round Table, is capable of single-handedly slaughtering an entire village; without multiple Hassans present, he certainly wouldn't be able to stop him.

Gawain, who was invincible under the sun, Lancelot, who was known as the strongest at the Round Table, and Hassan, who died in this singularity, were both killed by them.

"It will take at least two days to get from here to West Village. Even if we set off immediately, we'll be facing multiple Knights of the Round Table..."

"Calm down, wrist curl. The people of the mountains are serving me, building a prosperous territory for me, and I am their ruler. Naturally, I should fulfill my duty as king and protect the people I command and govern."

Manju then walked behind Cursed Wrist, placed his hand on his shoulder, and opened his eyes, which held the hidden power of the rising sun, to soothe the panicked Cursed Wrist with a terrifying gaze.

"Ah... Are you going to protect West Village? Please, please protect the people of the village, protect our fellow countrymen!"

Cursed Arm knew that Manjusaka behind him was thinking, "We must suppress this matter. Hassan and his people have been planting spies near the Holy Capital to gather intelligence."

The spies naturally witnessed the scene that day. The four Knights of the Round Table and the Lion King were unable to stop Manju's incarnation of thunder from stepping into the gate of the depths. They could only watch as the gate fell into ruin, and they were powerless to stop Manju, only able to watch him leave freely.

However, this powerful force was obtained under very simple conditions, and Yu Yanzui's promise was only to assist in the battle against the Lion King. How could one expect free help?

The Cursed Wrist could only wait for Manju to speak up, or at least make a statement, otherwise how could it be said that it had anything to say?

Now, Cursed Wrist knelt on the ground, utterly disregarding everything, pleading with Manju to save his people.

"It was not a preparation, but the moment the earth and rocks on that mountain began to move, this place was already under my protection."

Even though you prostrate yourselves on the earth, you must still look up at the sky, for you will see my lightning shaking the earth and those who walk on the clouds striking down the enemy.

Manju summoned Baal's lightning with his voice, rising from the ground on thunderclouds formed of lightning. Then, a terrifying surge of lightning erupted, transforming into a flash of light that streaked across the sky.

On the mountain near West Village, four Knights of the Round Table led the Knights of the Righteousness and the soldiers of the Holy City on their march toward West Village.

"What's coming?"

With his eyes closed, Tristan immediately sensed something ominous coming from the sky. Instinctively, he pulled the bowstring in his hand and released an arrow into the void.

The next moment, a deafening bolt of lightning tore through the clouds in the sky, transforming into a meteor that annihilated the earth and fell from the sky.

Tristan's attack was crushed, and Gawain, who had just reacted, had barely drawn his holy sword Cavendish when a meteor of lightning struck the earth.

"what is that?"

The mountain on the ground lost a third of its height. The soldiers who marched forward carrying flags were turned into molten iron when they were hit, while those who were affected by the blast simply collapsed to the ground unconscious.

The situation was slightly better for the Knights of the Righteousness; two-thirds of them were able to get up after being knocked down, but they were still in a panic and could only move closer together to form a defensive formation.

"With just one strike, half of our army was destroyed. The mountain people do not have such power. Only the Sun King and the heroic spirits with the power of Baal who appeared a few days ago could unleash such terrifying lightning."

Gawain, who had drawn his sword Cavendish, was not struck down by the lightning. Instead, he used the blade of his sword as a shield to deflect the blast from his side.

"State your name, you heroic spirit who twice swept away our power. A hero as strong as you deserves to be passed down as a legend of our bravery."

Gawain immediately swung his Calvin Shield, unleashing eight bursts of solar fire that scattered the terrifying sand and dust that had ravaged the two mountains.

"Very well, your willingness to draw your sword and fight proves that you are indeed qualified to ask my name, but whether you truly are qualified, ask the lightning in my hand!"

In response to Gao Wen, thunder fell from the sky, and Huawei's destruction swept across the land.

"It seems the only way to get him to the ground is to knock him down first before we can ask him his name. Let's just go for it!"

Mordred, wearing a helmet, didn't suffer much damage thanks to her own defense and the fact that she wasn't the main target. She didn't care at all and unleashed crimson lightning from the corrupted sword.

Chapter Sixteen Out of Control

"Even though he's a madman who goes berserk, at least he's got guts. Let him fill the emptiness in my heart!"

The crimson lightning that came head-on was accompanied by thunder that fell from the sky without ceasing. Thick rain clouds had already roared in along with the lightning and storm, covering the sky.

In the sky swallowed by dark clouds, apart from the sunlight that peeked through, countless bolts of lightning resembled a swarm of snakes coiled in their lair, only bursting out of the clouds to reveal their deadly fangs when their prey arrived.

That was the raging thunderstorm that came with Manjushri, the powerful authority of Baal to summon wind and rain and hurl thunderbolts. (6⊙4)≈

The explosive lightning and surging storm were the mighty power of the strong ruler who governed the earth, without any reservation or restraint. The lightning transformed into angry serpents, creaking the space itself, and bringing with it a ferocious hurricane that swept across the already damaged land, intending to annihilate this mountain and all the enemies standing on it.

The calamity lightning that erupted from that dazzling, fallen silver sword was like a lone boat in a tsunami amidst the thunderous storm that swept across the sky and earth, showcasing the power of the god-king.

"His power has become even more terrifying. Has he been replenished with magic?"

Gawain, who had once directly clashed with Manjusaka, couldn't help but feel a little ashamed upon seeing this magnificent scene that seemed to be manipulating the heavens and earth.

Such an enemy truly requires the Round Table to pay a price to defeat; he is a far more threatening enemy than Richard the Devil, and is on par with the Sun King.

The light of the holy sword Cavendish cannot be obscured, for it guides the hopes and victories of many knights. The sun is instantly unleashed in the hands of the high temperature, spewing out the sun's flames.

Judging from the scene before him, Manju clearly did not intend to engage in a prolonged battle. The power required to summon such magnificent lightning was immeasurable, and a single, unmastered servant could not sustain it for long.

However, it's equally uncertain whether I, my colleagues, and my knights can hold out until the enemy's magic is exhausted.

Therefore, we must go all out and use every ounce of our strength to find an opportunity to defeat this enemy.

Fortunately, the power of the thunder and rain summoned by the other side could not cover the king's blessing, and the sun's rays could still penetrate, illuminating the dense dark clouds and preventing the world from falling into darkness and the blessing from dissipating.

Under the sun, one will not fail, and Cavendish's raging fire will tear apart all obstacles and shadows in one's path.

"My holy sword is the embodiment of the sun. By the king's command, I will burn everything on earth—'Excalibur Gallatin, the Sword of Victory'!"

The brilliance of the sword that sealed the sun-like disc was not obscured by the dark clouds.

In this dim world where only a few rays of sunlight fall, the blazing fire still rises.

And right after the raging fire, a knight in purple armor followed the path cleared by the flames, gripping the sword that came from the lake spirit.

While the Holy Sword Cavendish is invincible in the sunlight, it is the sword Arondette that is the most powerful knight of the Round Table.

That was Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake, who possessed a blessing named "Tragic Blessing." With boundless martial prowess and the protection of the elves, he prompted Gawain and Tristan to actively create opportunities for him.

Invisible arrows, streaking through the air, are fired continuously at full speed. If one strike cannot destroy the snake-like lightning, then more arrows will suffice.

9. Tristan, having ensured his own safety, left all unnecessary attacks to Lancelot, dispersing any lightning that approached him.

④Even if some escape, the unyielding holy sword can still sever them in a single blow.

8 But this is meaningless; what has been broken through is merely the thunderstorm that has already descended upon this land and was summoned at the very beginning.

(ii) The rain clouds that had been summoned in the sky continued to expand, and only a portion of the lightning that flashed and crisscrossed like snakes in the dark clouds was scattered.

The terrifying magic was constantly gathering in the dark clouds, and the ever-moving lightning snakes gathered and accumulated the terrifying lightning.

(iii) So much so that when Lancelot was about to approach Manjustra, what fell from the sky was no longer a thin serpent of lightning, but a magical lightning that was superimposed and even networked together like a net.

3 The lightning, exceeding what the rain clouds above could accumulate, gathered right above Manju's head, and what was thrown down was an overflowing, boundless burst of lightning.

"Is it impossible to accumulate any more? Then let it fall as a divine punishment to warn you all."

5. Remember this well, for you know the wrath of those who walk on clouds!

Manju didn't intend to spend too much time here, which is why he was prepared to arrive with the surging thunderclouds when he came here.

The lightning, which could no longer accumulate and was on the verge of spiraling out of control, tore apart the accumulated thunderclouds at Manju's final command, illuminating the sky completely.

Even the sunlight summoned by Gawain's blessing was obscured by the light of lightning. The surging lightning was like a raging wave in the sky. The god, incarnate, displayed his majestic power and fell to the earth without deviation like a pillar of lightning connecting heaven and earth.

The breathtaking scenery was visible throughout the entire mountain region, and the dazzling light caused ordinary people who looked up to close their eyes and let tears flow the moment they saw it.

Even if the knights and warriors of the Holy City present did not die, they would likely have their eyesight damaged by the terrifying light.

"What are you all doing? You have the King's blessing, yet you intend to be wiped out here and dishonor the King's majesty?" a roar erupted.

Mordred roared furiously and removed the helmet from her head that concealed her infidelity.

Logically speaking, Mordred, wearing the helmet given to her by Morgan, should not be able to unleash her Noble Phantasm.

But after Mordred received the blessing called Rampage, the helmet actually acted as a suppressor, preventing Mordred's rampage from completely burning her up.

It also allows Mordred to unleash her Noble Phantasm independently without removing her helmet.

After removing the helmet, the rampaging blessing will completely spiral out of control, causing Mordred to experience a Noble Phantasm enhancement far exceeding that of a Servant burning their Spirit Origin, even as the core of the furnace melts away.

"Fools, trash, and useless things, let me, the heir to the throne, blast the enemy away!"

Mordred unleashed the blessing of "out of control" that she had received from the Lion King, using all her destruction to create a strike befitting her rampage.

"—The boiling fury of the shattered stars. Clarent Blood Arthur!"

"Lord Mordred..."

Gawain, who was not far away, was speechless for a moment, but he quickly gripped the holy sword Cavendish in his hand.

Mordred has already burned himself to create an opportunity to fight the enemy. As a knight who is to dedicate himself entirely to the king, he cannot let go of this chance to defeat the king's greatest enemy, Yue Feiqun.

Even if his arms ache, it doesn't matter, as long as he's under the sun, everything will be fine. That's Gawain, the invincible knight under the sun.

"The Holy Sword of the Stars, which dispels the moonlight and strips away all embellishment before this glorious river! The Sword of Victory (Excalibur Gallatin)!"

Gawain once again swung the holy sword Caventine in his hand, slashing out the raging sun that resembled the sun and burned everything to ashes.

Mordred's attack, which incinerated herself, was undoubtedly a terrifying Noble Phantasm with the power to destroy a city and even a hill.

The holy sword Cavintin, illuminated by the sun, also possesses power comparable to that of Excalibur.

The holy sword in Lancelot's hand was also shining brightly. Although in the game, Lancelot's Noble Phantasm is used against people, the normal way to use this sword is also against soldiers.

On the contrary, the method of using Lancelot on people is not the normal method. While using it, it also puts a strong burden on the swordsman.

"Shining like the surface of water, burning fiercely, my holy sword! Bindings Severed - Aroundight Overload!"

Within the mirror-like surface of the lake, magic flowed forth, unleashing a magical light cannon of military-grade power.