The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Why bother caring, why ponder? Your throne has always had an abundance of presence. I am Naphtali. Forget about things that are unimportant and meaningless.

A cold yet alluring voice came from the empty chair. Whether you looked at it with your eyes or tried to sense it, there was indeed nothing there.

But a malevolent aura, desire, and sin all flowed from the chair, giving this empty main temple a strange tinge.

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"Even the fantasy has been established; it must have taken a lot of effort."

The towering structure, like an axis, has assimilated the surrounding land, releasing an incredible density and mystery, and transforming the surrounding earth into the land under Manjushri's control.

The ground that Manju is standing on right now is the Hanging Gardens that he was originally going to complete, but the Hanging Gardens as it is is only used as the base to support the tower, becoming the outer shell of the garden.

However, it is not yet complete, because the true core is not the real thing, but rather the driving of the real wedge and the empowerment of the Almighty to make the fantasy a reality.

The five spiritual bodies of the spirit have not yet been constructed, and the outer shell that can reside in reality has not been completed. Therefore, everything is just like being nailed to the Hanging Gardens by Marduk's power.

Although it can exert its power, it will probably be quite fragile, but it is already much better than Manju initially expected.

He originally only planned to complete the Hanging Gardens first, and then slowly complete the subsequent construction, but it just so happens that they were completed at the same time.

"Step up here, for this is the land I rule. Receive the glory of me, the heavens."

Rejoice, for you will be bathed in glorious light and embark on an impossible undertaking; this is my mercy.

Time was still limited, so Manjusaka called upon the mountain people below to continue completing the unfinished tasks.

But before they set foot on this land, they should be blessed with glory so that they may be able to set foot on it.

After all, these mountain people were just ordinary people, and the place where Manju stood was undoubtedly a more terrifying land than Egypt in the desert. The high-density air of the Age of Gods was something that ordinary people could not endure.

"Excuse my intrusion, but this sky tower reaches straight to the heavens..."

Hassan the Hundred Faces clones strode over, their eyes fixed on the tower behind Manjushri. The tower was far more magnificent than the temple they had imagined, and it was enough to remind one of that towering tower that reached the heavens.

"This is a tower of worship, not a tower of rebellion. I erected it here precisely to destroy the great enemy of God."

You are limited by the perspective of your own life and cannot see the truth of things on this earth. I have received a promise from God to build a tower for Him and even to rebuild the temple that King Solomon built under God's guidance.

The doubts you have are not your problem. Your courage to question me is a testament to your faith, and I will seek your answers to clear your minds, so that you may be free from distractions.

Manju naturally knew what doubts Bai Mao had in his heart. Before Bai Mao could finish speaking, he interrupted him directly, stretched out his hand, and without looking at Bai Mao, bestowed blessings upon all the mountain people standing there.

"Therefore, you should have no more doubts in your hearts. With faith and hope, go and accomplish everything that you are meant to accomplish."

Once again, blessings were bestowed and miracles were displayed. Manjushri did not linger; without any hesitation, he turned and left, striding towards the tower of his imagination.

He must continue to prepare for the battle to come, for the conquered beasts will now appear in Marduk's tamed form.

In mythology, it is quite common for defeated beings to become slaves of the victors.

In the story of Baal, Yam and Mot, who were defeated and killed by Baal, were reborn as gods.

He still had much more to do; the fortifications he received from Ereshkigal held great promise, capable of erecting the seven gates of the underworld to defend against invading enemies. Jiao

Besides this, Manjusaka herself still needs to stabilize the core of everything and continuously expend magical energy to erode this land and store more power.

The Sky Gardens, serving as the cornerstone, will continuously and automatically expand outwards, and every inch of land within its boundaries will be fully utilized to erect temples of power.

"In the end... the soul of the sun still falls, Set, you will defeat the serpent that swallowed the sun, so that the sun can complete its daily cycle."

Manju stepped onto the top floor of this illusory tower, gazing into the distance, his eyes piercing through the swirling sandstorm, before finally letting out a sigh. (Pa)

"The distant stars have arrived; let us first quell the storm, then banish the darkness."

Chapter Twenty-Four: Divine Oracle

"Why is there a pillar in front of us?"

Although the group returning to East Village from the Round Table Fortress couldn't hear the announcement, they could still see the tall tower rising on the horizon across the vast distance. 6

It was just a blurry shadow on the horizon, looking only like a pillar standing upright on the ground.

"Hmm? This direction leads to the village. Presumably, the fortress that the king was building to attack the Lion King's holy city is now complete. It seems the attack on the holy city is not far off."

A hint of joy crept onto Bedivere's face. For his mission, he was destined to enter the chalk capital and meet the Lion King before reaching the throne. 4

However, relying solely on one's own strength is absolutely impossible to accomplish this. Even the knight Gawain, who guards the gates of the Holy City, is a powerful enemy that ordinary Servants cannot handle.

"You said it's a day's journey from here to the village, yet we can see it from such a great distance. This magnificent building might really be able to rival the Lion King's Chalk City."

Upon hearing Bedwell's words, Dr. Roman couldn't help but show an exaggerated expression, finding it incredible that he could arrive at the height of that tower simply by making an estimate.

"The Lion King's city could not possibly stop this tower, for it is a bright star fallen from the sky, the wrath of the gods that will defeat the nations."

But you will not live to see that day; it is time to stop here, gentlemen.

A cool male voice came from the side, and a white-haired, blue-eyed man dressed as a Templar Knight drew his sword, a shield strapped to his left hand, and strolled toward the group.

"It was my fault that you were able to escape last time. You will not have another chance this time. I will wipe away all the shame here."

As the man spoke, his magical power increased with each step he took.

"It seems we've been targeted. They managed to sneak up on me and get so close."

Something's not right... There's no doubt that this magical power is overwhelming. The enemy is the Grail holder of this singularity, and with our current strength, we're unlikely to be able to defeat them. Let's prepare to retreat."

"I'm a little nervous," Dr. Roman said, glancing nervously at the rising numbers on the monitor.

"It seems that his escape last time really annoyed him, and he's still tracking us after all these days."

8. Fujimaru Ritsuka was also quite distressed. The reason she and Mashu ended up in the hands of the Holy City Knights and were imprisoned in that fortress was because they encountered the knights in front of them.

5 Although the retreat was successful, it ran right into the Holy City's purgatory knights. Injured, it was unable to escape the purgatory knights' encirclement and was thus imprisoned.

7 "This is a formidable enemy. I've only ever felt such terrifying pressure from that Sun Knight Gawain, and it was even more terrifying than that..."

Hassan, the Cursed Arm, stared nervously at the knight in front of him. Having fought countless battles on this land, he could clearly sense the terrifying aura emanating from the man before him.

6 “What is your purpose, calling yourself a knight of the King of Jerusalem? I saw you near the Holy City. You never set foot in the Holy City that stands in Jerusalem, yet you gathered people in the name of the King of Jerusalem. But those people who followed you have never appeared again.”

3. Bedwell, who was standing to the side, asked.

4 “I am simply listening to God’s word and following the guidance of God’s messengers to complete my pilgrimage again. There is no hatred between us, but for my long-cherished wish, I will die in peace.”

The four knights, dressed in white, spoke indifferently. Their surging magic power reached its peak at that moment, materializing and spreading outwards. It was formed into a wave-like shape and became a deadly attack that swept towards everyone.

The two men spoke superfluous words here only to gather their strength. At this moment, they did not intend to waste a single moment. They unleashed terrifying magic power and imbued their swords with divine magic, then swung down their knight's swords.

"That's pure, high-density magic. Be careful to dodge it; if you get hit directly, you'll probably be shattered."

Dr. Roman provided intelligence and analysis from the side, and the four of them immediately dodged and fought against the knight in front of them.

Bedivere, who also drew his sword and charged forward, was repelled after only a few rounds. At that moment, he couldn't stop trembling and almost dropped his sword.

Mash, wielding her shield, stepped in to take Bedivere's place, enduring the White Knight's terrifying attack.

Hassan the Cursed Arm kept throwing knives in his hand, looking for an opportunity to unleash his Noble Phantasm.

But he never had the chance; he could always sense that someone was watching him intently.

Although that guy's strength surpassed that of the four people present, he was not relaxed or careless in the slightest, remaining vigilant against all enemies to prevent them from posing a threat.

"Even if they attack from behind, there's nothing we can do."

Furthermore, the high-density magic that emanated from it served as both an attack and a defense for the knight, preventing the fragile Hassan from getting too close.

"This time you have no chance, and I won't give you any chance. Whether you are heroic spirits or humans, I will kill them all here!"

The knight swung his sword, knocking Mash back from before him. He raised his sword, and in an instant, the scenery around him changed.

"Defeated as a knight, broke his vows as a monk, and was deposed as Grand Master."

My regret at having turned to ashes as a failure is now swept away by this! — "The far too long pilgrimage (Pilgrimage du Temple)!"

What appears beside the knight is the ruins of the First Temple, built by King Solomon and destroyed by King Nebuchadnezzar in the past.

The scene changed continuously with the sound of the knight unleashing his Noble Phantasm, shifting from King Solomon's Temple to the pyre on the Île de la Cité in Paris.

The changing landscape depicted here represents the Knights Templar's journey from its founding to its eventual demise.

Baldwin II of the Kingdom of Jerusalem once granted a corner of the Al-Aqsa Mosque on the Temple Mount to a group of knights to garrison. The Al-Aqsa Mosque is said to have been built on the site of Solomon's Temple, hence the name of the Knights Templar.

After a century of rise and fall, Jacques de Molay, the last Grand Master of the Knights Templar, was falsely accused of heresy by King Philip IV of France. The order was abolished, and he himself was burned at the stake in Paris.

The life and deeds of the Knights Order, which has existed for 200 years, appear beside the leader of the last Order, until they are engulfed by the raging fires of hell, and everything will turn to ashes.

Only the figure of the last commander, Jacques de Morais, remained, appearing and disappearing in the firelight, as he launched a charge, one man and one weapon.

The man before me, dressed in the uniform of the Knights Templar, was none other than the last Grand Master. He had come here after listening to the words of what he believed to be a messenger of God, solely to sweep away his endless regrets and his past of having accomplished nothing.

With the Holy Grail in hand and the Grand Master having unleashed his Noble Phantasm, who can stop his attack now?

He single-mindedly chose Fujimaru Ritsuka behind Mash, intending to take the life of this Master in one blow and end the battle quickly.

Bedell instinctively wanted to unleash his Silver Arm again, but the faint pain made him slow down. The flash of light from the Silver Arm only broke through the defenses behind the Grand Master, but could not reach the figure in front of him.

“Gu, wuwuwu…”

Cold sweat streamed down Bedivere's face. The intense pain made it impossible for him to continue. The continuous release of the Silver Arm in such a short period of time was too much for his living body to bear, and he collapsed to the ground.

“Leave the rest to me, Lord Bedivere.”

But the Cursed Arm didn't miss the chance to break through the Grand Master's defenses and released the seal on the Demon God's Arm on his body.

"Let the pain drip, delusional thoughts!"

The arm, tricked from the demon god, was the very thing that allowed the mediocre man to become the pinnacle of assassination. The cursed arm stretched ever forward, reaching for the Grand Master's body, its reflection illusory as a heart.

The Grand Master's charging sword slashed at Mash's shield, which was planted in the ground. The imagined Noble Phantasm had been unleashed, forming a protective barrier to stop the Grand Master's charge that would burn everything in its path. (Four)

The demonic hand unleashed by Hassan the Cursed Arm arrives at this moment, and as an assassin, one must seize any opportunity that cannot be missed.

"A futile struggle, my pilgrimage was conducted under the voice of God!"

The commander, his charge halted, revealed a gloomy expression. With a furious roar, he turned and stabbed the demon's hand with his sword.

"God whispered in my ear: 'Go on a pilgrimage, go on a pilgrimage, go on a pilgrimage!' All my regrets and all my long-cherished wishes will be sublimated at the end of the road!"

That's what God said to me. Who can condemn me? Who can stop me? Three

Can you stop me? —Or can you stop God?

The Grand Master's power began to increase again at this moment, but the weapon he wielded, honed by the added enhancements, not only deflected Hassan's attack but also swung back to strike Mashu's erected defenses several times. ⑤

This was merely a hypothetical Noble Phantasm, and ultimately it could not stop the powerful knight before it. It shattered under the swing of the sword, sending the shield and the girl flying together.

"Matthew!"