The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

The power of the three great gods, QuN:㈡9∩！ ⑷←☆零∵…㈣〔′三㈤』熝泗, converged on the sun at the top of the tower, and the starry sky under their dominion was ignited by that radiance at the same time.

The blazing stars brought the magic of the celestial bodies, adding color to this attack with a complete collapse of fantasy.

The magic of the burning stars provides the power to fire, and the towering tower is just like the conduit for firing cannons, while the soon-to-be-burned stars provide the power to fire the cannons.

"I grant you permission to end your life. Witness the divine king's might descend from the heavens!"

Having expended so much effort, drawn upon all my reserves, and paid such a price, it is precisely because the enemy ahead is a worthy beast that using this strike would not tarnish its dignity.

The burning stars formed a dazzling brilliance, and a strike that should have pierced through heaven fell from the sky. The thunderous roar, like a divine punishment, was swallowed up in an instant by the seven dragon heads that were rising upwards, turning everything into dust and destroying everything.

The dazzling starlight tore through the golden theater, and a cluster of lightning-infused stars fell. The lingering force that shook the earth continued to tremble throughout the singularity, further revealing the crimson hue beneath the distant, stripped-away land.

Chapter Fifty: The Water Surface

"...I can't remember. I remember the name Bedivere, but I can't recall anything about you. —Are you really Lord Bedivere?"

Alright, then return to me. Cast aside that sword; it's something I no longer need. "If you are my knight, obey my voice! Return to my round table, Bedivere!"

In his painful search for his missing memories, the Lion King gave up on reminiscing, as the fiery rain from below had already fallen on the city, exacerbating its devastation.

Time is running out. If we can't deal with the enemies in front of us by completing the Tower of the End, this place will probably be destroyed.

"No, this will not do. Lion King, incarnation of the Holy Lance. To you, I am an enemy to be vanquished, for you must avenge yourself upon me."

Furthermore… and I have a duty to stop you! As a member of the Round Table of Knights, I declare to you!

I am Bedivere, a Knight of the Round Table! A man of good, and one who will punish you, a man of evil!

Despite the Lion King's offer of recruitment, Bedivere remained unmoved and declared loudly.

"No. What are you talking about, Bedivere? You are mine... the one who was once mine..."

All that remained of his memories were blurry and fragmented, and the Lion King cried out in confusion and struggle.

"Come on, Fujimaru Ritsuka! Please give me your final instructions. And please give me a fourth chance."

Bedivere turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka. She was the only Master here, the one who truly had command authority, and a friend who had helped each other along the way. No one was more suitable than him to issue the final battle order.

"The Holy Sword is entrusted to its rightful owner through the hands of those with benevolent hearts. I... am no longer worthy." (Nine)

"If this is your wish... then go, Bedivere!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Bedivere's resolute face, nodded, and then gave the order.

“Excellent. Then, Lord Mash, Lord Cursed Arm, and Lord Arash, please join me. Please support me, who is full of shortcomings.”

Having received his orders, Bedivere looked at the group who had fought alongside him all the way to the top of the Lens Tower.

This was the mission Bedwell had to complete, the consequence of his mistakes, his long path of atonement, yet one in which he received so much help.

"Yes! I will do my best to fulfill Knight Bedivere's request!" 9.

“Since you’ve made your decision, then of course I should agree. Heroes exist to save others; that’s just how things are.” Lin

“Even if this person saves this land, it is my duty to help you, Lord Bedivere.” Wu

The three readily agreed to Bedivere's request and began what should have been their final battle in Camelot.

"The enemy is the Lion King, and the goddess Rungomminiad! Let the final battle begin in this holy city, Master!"

The oppressive aura emanating from the gods was as unbearable as ever, but Bedwell had already traversed a long path of fifteen hundred years in his quest for redemption, and the short distance before him seemed insignificant compared to that journey.

The long time has passed, the endless suffering has been endured, so how could Bedivere possibly be stopped on this final step?

In the ensuing battle, the Lion King showed no mercy, unleashing the light of divine judgment with unwavering resolve.

Mash stubbornly held her shield against the Lion King's stern light, while Arash continuously drew his bow and fired magical arrows, trying to find an opening with his skill capable of leveling mountains.

Hassan the Cursed Arm continued forward with his incredible, modified body, the Satanic Arm already in his hands.

Bedivere held the mission he was to complete in his hands; the Silver Arm was shattered, and the Star Sword shimmered with its brilliant light.

The raging waves behind the Lion King's throne suddenly ceased, and the Oceanus at the end of the sea was stained with a touch of black. In the blink of an eye, a wisp of blackness had stained the entire sea.

"The raging waves behind the throne have turned black?"

The raging waves not only turned pitch black, but a foul stench emanated from the tide, and in an instant, the surging waves violently crashed against the edge of the world.

The raging, blackened waves brought a terrifying torrent, forming a devastating tsunami that swept in, making even the Lion King unable to ignore the sight behind him.

"You... a beast that pursues the sins of humanity has arrived in your city. How could you possibly be distracted by the ferocious beasts that devour your city and still manage to come here?"

The Lion King, somewhat puzzled, spoke while unleashing a beam of holy judgment that struck the tsunami erupting behind him.

The light of the Holy Judgment pierced through the tsunami, reaching the very heart of the black wave, where a massive whirlpool was forming.

The surging waves simultaneously formed thousands of rotating whirlpools, which together created a massive vortex several kilometers in diameter, forming a bizarre spectacle resembling a gateway to another world.

The Lion King's stern light shot into the center of the vortex, vanishing without a trace as if entering another world, without causing any ripples. Nine

Instead, as if awakened by this light, something crawled out from the center of the vortex. Zero

That is an intangible and formless god, possessing a thousand appearances and a thousand forms. 4.

He rose from the vortex like a wisp of smoke, then spread outwards, forming an ethereal yet incredibly real figure—both fat and thin, tall and short—a complex and contradictory image that defied belief. 8

"Lion King, both you and Osmandis made the same mistake. However, Osmandis, as a pharaoh, possessed the wisdom of the gods and was able to recognize his error through that wisdom, but you could not."

You, fearing the Magic King who is about to accomplish feats surpassing even the gods, believed you could not stop the plan to burn humanity, and thus presumptuously made a decision for this world and its inhabitants.

But since fear has taken root in your hearts, you are unworthy to make any further decisions. This world belongs to the King, and to the King who will save it.

"End your foolish decision here, end your long journey, Lion King! The Magic King's delusions will not succeed, for the King of the Gods has arrived."

Sometime later, the swirling eddies of the surging waves had subsided, and the dark sea had returned to calm, leaving only unfathomable darkness. 5

Looking into the distance, all that could be seen was emptiness and chaos. Manju, incarnated as Tescatlipoca, walked on the dark water.

Chapter Fifty-One: Extinction

All glory vanished without a trace, and the throne at the ends of the world lost its light.

This place should have been the end of the world where the goddess Rungomminiad resided, a place controlled by the goddess who held the Star Anchor Holy Lance, and she herself was protected by the end of the world itself.

But as the End of the Sea was also usurped, the concept of the end has been constantly changing. Before the Almighty God who came across the sea, everything was something that could be changed so easily.

Unlike the Lion King, who was merely corrupted by the divinity of the Holy Lance and became a goddess, the Heart of the Mountain truly originated from the Aztec chief god, Tescatlipoca.

"However, it is not up to me to end you. The joyous struggle, the delightful and fearless warriors, are following the natural law of my control over the world, and are making their own great sacrifice."

Manju, who had transformed into the form of Tescatlipoca, did not take action. He merely stripped the Limitless of the Lion King's blessing, thus making the battle here fair.

(5) "Go and complete your long journey, go and fulfill your sacrifice, Bedivere."

⑦ Manjus had no interest in disrupting the atonement of those who had come from afar and endured many hardships; on the contrary, he was overjoyed to appear in the form of Tescatlipoca.

Lu, just watch. Bedivere's body is already collapsing. No matter how much you try to repair it, his body is ultimately not a Heroic Spirit, but a human.

(vi) The silver arm that was driving him was burning his body, and every step he took here was pressing down on his human body.

3. Even if he were to die at any moment, the man before her still wanted to move forward, to atone for his sins.

4. Therefore, Manju's actions only balance the power of both sides, and it is worth savoring whichever side wins.

"Thank you for giving me a fourth chance. I wouldn't have been able to get here without you."

Bedivere expressed his heartfelt gratitude, though his body continued to crumble, his hands and feet collapsing and falling away like clods of earth.

"Just a human... how could he get so close to me? His limbs are all broken and mangled, yet he still... who exactly is Qing? Why... would he go to such lengths?"

All of the Lion King's attempts to stop him failed, and she could only ask the man who had paid such a high price to stand before her, filled with confusion.

"That's because I still remember your smile that day, King Arthur."

"Wait. Don't use that. If you do, Qing will—"

Bedivere, who had come before the Lion King, raised the holy sword that he had never been able to return.

Although she still couldn't confirm whether the man before her was indeed her Knight of the Round Table, the Lion King instinctively tried to stop him, but to no avail. Before the Lion King could finish speaking, the Holy Sword had already begun to shine.

"On behalf of the Knights of the Round Table, I thank you. You alone bore the brunt of that dark age, and you alone failed to experience the glory of the Round Table."

(ix) Valiant King of Knights, the great man who saved Britain, you are our shining star. My King, my master. Now I can finally—no, this time I can finally return this sword.

(iv) The long journey came to an end at this moment, and in the shimmering light, the memories that the Lion King could not recall were awakened once again.

(8) "Oh, I see. I finally remember. That forest. That hill. The face of the knight who worried about me until the very end, his eyes swollen from crying."

(ii) To erase that regret, you've endured countless hardships, wandering ever since. ...Well done. I am, in the end, the finest and most loyal knight.

(iv) The Holy Sword has indeed been returned. Stand tall, Bedivere. My lord, you have indeed fulfilled your king's command.”

(iii) The Lion King retrieved his holy sword, and Bedivere, who had fulfilled his thousand-year-old wish, completely collapsed after using the holy sword, disappearing with a satisfied smile.

(iii) "...Lord Bedivere, destroy. Confirm the return of the Holy Sword."

Mashu bit her lip, suppressing her grief, and reported the battle report.

(v) "I have also confirmed that the gravity of the Devouring Era is disappearing. With the disappearance of the Holy Lance, the Holy City is also disappearing. However, there is still no sign of this singularity disappearing."

"There is no more wonderful sacrifice than this."

Having witnessed the end of everything, Manjustra crossed the Sea of ​​the End and stepped onto the top of the Tower of Lenses.

“O unknown king, surrounded by many divine connections, my eyes cannot reach your end, and I cannot believe your words.”

I have no regrets about this battle. Even now, I still believe my actions were right. The Holy Sword is still in my hand; I haven't even wielded it yet. How can you say I've been defeated?

The Lion King gripped the holy sword returned by Bedivere. Even though all her plans as the Lion King had failed, the King was still unwilling to admit defeat.

"Do you still want to fight and humiliate yourself, Lion King? But can you really still wield that sword in your hand? Just leave with your royal dignity. I am satisfied today and do not need to be greedy for more."

But the Lion King's actions were nothing more than a pretense; with the collapse of the Holy Lance, everything was already crumbling.

The Lion King is not a Heroic Spirit, nor was she summoned to this singularity. She is a deity who came here on her own, and losing the Holy Lance means the end.

"You've been seen through. Since that's the case, I'll leave without hesitation. With you here, there's no need for me to say anything more. The tests set up by these still-young beasts won't stop you from moving forward. Now that you've become a god-king, you should have seen the same vision as me."

Whether it's you or the Master of Chaldea over there, proceed along the path you believe in. Before reaching the Temple of the Sorcerer King, that final singularity holds evils you cannot even imagine.

That might be a great demon far surpassing the Magic King, the origin of our humanity's sin. Go ahead and live up to your grand pronouncements; you will not lose to the dazzling stars of humanity's evil.

Goodbye, I will perish along with my ideals…

The Lion King returned to his throne with the holy sword in hand, and the landscape at the edge of the world collapsed, with the city of chalk and its knights of righteousness vanishing in an instant.

Before the Chaldeans could react, they fell from the heights until the dark fog enveloped them.