The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"You can rest here for now. Things here are not finished yet. I still need to deal with the Old Jerusalem below."

With the disappearance of the Holy City, the city beneath the earth also officially broke through the earth and rose up.

"The city has risen from underground!"

“That is…that is Jerusalem, the holy city destroyed by the Lion King!”

Chapter 52 Falling

When that city rose from the ground, the glory and bloodshed that should have accompanied it were also entwined around it.

Countless prophets who came from afar bled in this city, and people claiming to be prophets died here in droves. Among them were opportunistic false prophets, as well as true prophets who came.

The people of Lu constantly proclaim that they will not kill the prophet sent by God as their ancestors did, yet they always harbor thoughts of killing the Messiah and his faithful followers.

The blood of the righteous, as recorded in the Hebrew Bible, begins with the blood of Abel the righteous and ends with the blood of Zechariah the son of Barakah, who was killed in the temple and at the altar.

3. So it is with the saints of God who have been sent again. Even though the violent thunder destroys the city time and time again, it still cannot stop the city from persecuting the prophet.

(4) Even that giant-like body couldn't help but feel tired. All he could do was swing his fists. Despite the endless Dark Slash, all he could do was swing his fists.

Therefore, this place, used to kill the prophet, is still unable to stop the saint from intruding, as it is suffering damage from the saint.

2. That was a terrifying force capable of tearing the earth apart, a resolute fist capable of severing the sky, and no one could stop him before the hero grew weary.

"Has the Lion King been defeated? The villain who placed himself above the gods has only himself to blame for this fate. It's just that it happened too quickly..."

When Morai saw his own city of Jerusalem rise in place of the city above, he knew that the Lion King, who had originally established his capital on the site of the Holy City, had failed.

Morley certainly wouldn't like The Lion King; he had dedicated his life to fighting for Jerusalem, and what he longed to return to was Jerusalem.

However, at this moment, he was still unable to deal with Ilya. In fact, it wasn't that he couldn't deal with him, but rather that he could only wear down Ilya's strength and wait for him to exhaust himself.

As the greatest hero in the Russian epic, Ilya is undoubtedly the wedge anchoring everything on the land of Rus', where ancient faith was fading and mystery was crumbling.

According to Nestor's "Chronicle of the Past," before Christianity had entered Kiev, Grand Prince Vladimir of Kyiv erected six deities within the city in order to unify the Slavic polytheistic beliefs.

At that time, the Slavic beliefs were quite chaotic, and different tribes often used different names for the same god.

That was an era when the gods had long since departed, and ancient beliefs gradually disappeared with the decline of the divine age, leaving only a chaotic and disordered array of beliefs on earth.

King Vladimir unified the Slavic faith for this purpose, and built the Pantheon to prevent the remaining power of the gods from disappearing on the land of Rus'.

The six gods appointed by Grand Prince Vladimir were: Perun, god of sky and thunder; Dzbog, god of wealth and abundance; Veles, god of livestock and the underworld; Stribog, god of wind and atmosphere; Mokosh, god of fate and fertility; and Simarg, god of Iran.

The most important deity among them was Peren, who was established as a grand duke by Grand Prince Vladimir. In later Slavic mythology, Peren undoubtedly replaced Rhodes as the chief god in the eyes of most people.

Thus, during the time when Grand Prince Vladimir established the Pantheon, many renowned warriors gathered under his command, warriors who were said to be the reincarnation of the ancient gods. (4)

Ilya, the most renowned warrior under Grand Prince Vladimir, carried the divine essence of the great god Perun and received the power of the sacred mountain, where most of the Slavic gods' power converged.

At this moment, Ilya could not draw upon the power of the earth; he could only rely on the power of his own body. Jerusalem, where he was, was like a demonic realm from another world. Death.

This was not real land; the city was merely a large magical barrier. Before Jerusalem was destroyed, Elijah could not have stood on solid ground. (II)

At the beginning of Ilya's adventures, before all his achievements were established, he visited Sviatogor, the last giant on the land of Rus, son of the chief god Rhodes, and guardian of the sacred mountain. 9

That giant possessed incredible strength; it was said that if there were rings in the sky, he could pull the sky down; if there were pillars on the earth, he could lift the earth.

When Ilya visited the giant Sviatogor, the giant, knowing his end was near, put the visitor to a test. (5)

Having just shaken off thirty-three years of decline and embarked on his heroic journey, Ilya suffered his first defeat, losing to the giant in a contest of strength.

However, Ilya still passed Sviatogor's test. The giant breathed three breaths into Ilya's chest, entrusting all his power to Ilya and giving him his weapon as well.

In the world of ancient Slavic mythology, the supreme god Rhodes separated light and darkness from chaos, thus creating the three worlds of Avi, Navi, and Pravi.

The three worlds exist in parallel, maintaining harmony throughout the world. At the center of these three worlds, the World Tree connects them.

The Holy Mountain is where the World Tree grows, and Sviatogor's mission is to protect the world of Avi and prevent the evil spirits of the world of Navi from invading.

Ilya received the power of the Holy Mountain from him and became the guardian of the world.

This is also the origin of the title "the last hero of the old era and the first hero of the new era" for Ilya. He replaced the previous giant god and became the anchor of the world.

Logically speaking, the place where Ilya is located is the location of the Holy Mountain, and the surrounding land will gradually transform into the ancient Rus' land, allowing the land of the Divine Slavs to descend to earth again.

　However, Jerusalem blocked this effect, preventing most of Elijah's blessings from functioning properly.

Even the Earth Mother worship, the most important aspect of Slavic culture and the source of power for many heroes in the epic of warriors, cannot be considered to have the power of the Earth Mother.

Otherwise, this unruly world wouldn't be so difficult to destroy; at least compared to the battles above, the skirmishes below are relatively minor.

Burning stars fell in the distance, and the terrifying shock that shook the entire singularity also shook Jerusalem. At that moment, the dark sun set.

"You're still alive, Morley? Well then, you should stay here.

Chapter Fifty-Three Destruction

"Who? I know no living person will ever set foot in Jerusalem again..."

Upon hearing the sound, Morai's expression turned ferocious. He looked up and saw a dark sun appearing high in the sky above Jerusalem.

The black sun did not stop for a moment, falling towards the ground in a strangely distorted shape.

The two people standing in the city, whether it was Morai or Ilya, felt a chill in their hearts.

It was as if the air itself had become extremely heavy and humid, and everything around us had become sticky and uncomfortable, like the mournful sound of death coming from where the sun had set.

The sun that fell to earth turned into boundless darkness, and all that could be seen in the darkness was nothingness. But just looking at that nothingness, an inexplicable panic rose in one's heart.

(9) When fear arises, things are born from nothingness, and the dark mirror reflects the emotions and desires of the person looking at it.

Thus, the torrent of desire and the tide of emotion were released, with the desire to swallow Jerusalem and destroy the city.

④ "No matter who you are, it is impossible for you to destroy Jerusalem. I came here by the Lord's command and received light at the end of the pilgrimage."

"The path I have trod is stained with blood; every life I have encountered has been led to death! Having arrived at the Holy Land and lifted the Holy Grail, I will now truly fulfill my duty as the guardian of this sacred place."

During his lifetime, Molay indeed failed to fulfill the Templars' duty as guardians of the Holy Land, and the defeat at the Battle of Hardin caused the Templars to lose Jerusalem.

(2) After Morley replaced the previous Grand Master of the Knights Templar, he has been trying to reorganize the Crusade to reclaim the Holy Land.

However, all of this ultimately ended in failure. Even though the Molay, allied with the Kingdom of Cyprus and the Mongols of the Ilkhanate, launched a simultaneous attack, it still ended in failure. The Mamluk army destroyed the Templar stronghold, and only forty knights survived.

0 With this failure, Morai had no further opportunity to organize an expedition to reclaim the Holy Land. Five years later, on Black Friday, Morai was arrested by King Philip IV of France.

Under severe torture, Morley was forced to confess his crimes: denying Jesus Christ and trampling on the cross. Five years later, the Knights Templar were disbanded.

According to the Inquisition's custom, those who confessed to heresy could at least save their lives. Morley was sentenced to life imprisonment, but when the verdict was announced, Morley stood up and denied all of his confessions.

The public trial ended hastily, and Morley was sent to the stake by an enraged Philip IV.

Before his execution, Morley cursed King Philip IV of France and Pope Clement V, saying that they would be punished before God for their sins within a year.

The curse ultimately came true; a month later, Clement V died suddenly from an illness, and six months later, Philip IV was killed by a wild boar while hunting.

This is how the last Grand Master of the Knights Templar spent his life, embarking on the expedition he longed for, even though the oracle he received seemed unreal and the pilgrimage route was fraught with sin.

He was completely blinded by his own desires and refused to think about anything else. He would rather deceive himself than give up on returning to Jerusalem.

Even though he knew in his heart that what he had received was not a divine decree, and that his pilgrimage was devoid of any light, containing only hypocrisy and depravity, an act that could never be forgiven.

But he was in Jerusalem at that moment, and all that he believed in was right under his feet. He returned to Jerusalem and resumed fulfilling his duties.

"May the city of faith prosper! The pilgrimage will not end, and I will continue to pray!"

Morley launched his charge with a roar. The rise and fall of the Knights Templar over the past century was no longer an illusion here. The Temple Mount, guarded by the knights, was there, and the ruins of Solomon's Temple still stood.

The raging fires of hell reduced all that should not exist to ashes, and the knight, wielding his sword, swept everything away.

Desire and emotion vanished without a trace, and even the empty mirror could no longer conjure anything superfluous.

The overwhelming waves were indeed swept away by the knight's sword, prompting Manshu to sigh in admiration.

“Poor pilgrim, such a sacrifice is hard to swallow. I will not pity you, but will only give you a quick death.”

Jerusalem could not withstand the dark sun that fell to earth, the power of which did not come much from Manjushri, but from the authority of the Almighty who brought about the city's downfall.

Just as Morais's emotions and desires were reflected from the void, this mirror also reflected Jerusalem.

Manju personally tore off the film on the mirror, sealing himself inside, and dumped the silt and pollution that had been used to destroy the city once again.

A foul-smelling black torrent spewed forth from the boundless darkness, and the tsunami instantly engulfed the entire city of Jerusalem. In the place submerged by the black tide, the dead reconstructed this place.

The twisted corpses reshaped all the buildings that had been built, and the city was on the verge of destruction in the blink of an eye.

Later, he wielded his sword again, but how could he sever his own superfluous emotions when he could cut off the sins accumulated over two thousand years in the city beneath his feet?

Morley couldn't even clear his name of his sins, so he could only deceive himself into believing he had gone mad, and that's how he got through the day.

"Oh oh oh……"

Molai, swept away by the tide, was also corrupted by death and sin. The spirits of the dead clung to his body, wanting to take everything from him.

The spirits merely clung to it, overflowing Molai before flowing away to continue engulfing the city.

"My light! Oh my god!"

Molai's body collapsed directly, turning into foul-smelling sludge that was completely different from the pitch-black waves summoned by Manju.

That was the mud of the beast, and at the same time, a terrible collapse occurred throughout Jerusalem, with mud gushing out from every crack in the buildings.

Just like the poisonous blood gushing from the beast's golden cup, the power gushing forth here is also that of the beast.

But seemingly aware of its master's defeat, the surging beast mud did not confront Manjusai's black tide, but instead flowed into the cracks in the earth like rainwater flowing into a sewer.

"After a player loses, the scattered pieces can only struggle in vain."

Manju waved his hand, pulling back the surging, dark current, and turned to leave.

"God-King from afar, please slow your pace."

Chapter Fifty-Four Trial and Measurement

"Kievan Rus' warrior (four Bogatyr) ba, what do you have to say?" ③∑{叁∷⊥〇→＄5*↑

Manshu stopped in his tracks, raising an eyebrow slightly, not expecting the hero beside him to call out to him.

From the moment Manjushri shook Jerusalem and descended here as a dark sun, the valiant warrior who had been fighting ceased his battle.

Ilya stopped his powerful, seemingly tireless body, picked up a boulder from the shattered building beside him, and moved it to his side to use as a bench.

Ilya, with a bold and enthusiastic expression, seemed to have come to the theater not from the battlefield, but to relieve his boredom.

However, as the dark current filled with death and curses swirled, Ilya frowned slightly, but the frown quickly dissipated.

Until Manju destroyed the city and defeated Morai, who controlled it, and then turned and left.