The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Mashu was giving real-time updates on the battlefield situation. In just a short time, the Egyptian warriors here had already left behind nearly a hundred corpses.

Arash's fingers swiftly pulled the bowstring, each movement taking away a precious life.

Although it may not actually be life, Hassan, who was constantly carrying out assassinations not far away, returned to Fujimaru Ritsuka's side.

“These Egyptian soldiers are not living people; they are more like crafted beings, pre-made puppets with souls inserted into them. Their retreat must have been ordered by the commanders around them.”

"Then the enemy's retreat may not be because they are certain of failure, but may also be a way to lure them deeper into their territory."

Hassan the Cursed Arm explained, but after discovering the true nature of these soldiers, he chose to return only after they retreated.

"Whatever they want to do, there's no need to hide anymore now that we've been exposed. Even if we go along with their wishes, as long as we can tear apart all their pathetic schemes, we can make them backfire."

Ilya, seemingly unwilling to let the opportunity to pursue slip away, crushed the Egyptian soldiers beside him who hadn't had time to retreat, and turned to say.

"...Our purpose on this trip is to gather intelligence, and we really don't have time to be careful. Let's just chase after them."

Fujimaru Tatsuka pondered for a moment and gave her answer. Hassan didn't say anything more, but accepted it and turned into a shadow and walked away.

"They caught up with us as expected. No matter what their purpose was in coming here, they were going to get here eventually."

Standing at the heart of this golden metropolis, the largest building in the city is bound to be the destination for those with a purpose.

Paracelsus and Brunhilde arrived first, and besides the two of them, there were others waiting at the bottom of the pyramid steps.

"Who are you now? Are you Morai, or Moses?"

Pallas's Sullivan asked the man sitting on the steps below the pyramid; the man was none other than Morai, whom he had lost twice.

"Here I am Moses, what's going on?"

Molai, who called himself Moses, raised his head and glanced at Paracelsus, then grabbed the serpent staff beside him and used it to support himself as he stood up.

"Invaders have appeared in the city. The Anat Legion has been defeated. I judge that Brunhilde and I alone cannot stop them, so we are luring them here."

"The right thing to do is to deal with the intruders and prevent them from disturbing the princess's rest."

As Morley spoke, he raised the serpent staff in his hand, and an eerie red light emanated from the tip of the staff.

"These retreating soldiers are leading us to that pyramid."

The soldiers were not normal people with much intelligence, but rather puppets controlled by others. Without careful manipulation, they could not subtly lure people to the target area.

Moreover, there are skilled soldiers here, so it wouldn't be difficult to discover this.

"Haha... that brings our wishes together. There may be things to explore around this city, but there shouldn't be anywhere more valuable than the prominent Shwedagon Pagoda."

Ilya said with a smile, his mood quite optimistic.

"This great pyramid was once the residence of the Sun King. The evil that swallowed the Sun King must also reside there. If we could go inside, we might be able to obtain truly important information."

Cursed Wrist added from the side.

"Then let's smash all the guys blocking our way and rush in to take a look."

Chapter Sixty-Nine Reappearance

After learning of the other party's purpose, the group ignored the fleeing Egyptian soldiers who had been used as bait and headed straight for the base of the pyramids.

Ilya led the way, smashing all obstacles as he had just said. Driven by magic, the massive rock sword easily tore the golden city apart.

"It seems they've figured out our purpose, so they've given up on even trying to cover it up."

Paracelsus, who was making preparations at the foot of the pyramid, shook his head with a smile.

As a magician, Paracelsus still needs to rely heavily on his own territory to fight.

Although there were prior arrangements here, and he could even draw upon some of the power of the pyramid behind him, it's always good to do more.

Of course, he relied more on what was behind him, a terrifying structure composed of temples from all over Egypt that no magician could accomplish.

If this temple were used as Paracelsus's magic workshop, he would surely be confident in dealing with any enemy he might encounter.

"There is no need to make these unnecessary preparations. Having received divine revelation and taken the staff of serpent and the power to perform miracles from God's hands, I am already above those so-called heroic spirits."

Morai felt that Paracelsus was making unnecessary moves, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he remained seated on the pyramid steps, simply placing the serpent staff on his lap.

“Of course, God gave you this noble name so that you could repeat the miracles of the past. The power that God has given you is so great that even the land beneath my feet cannot bear it.”

Paracelsus simply smiled and offered his compliments, but he didn't pay much attention to Morai. Instead, his gaze was more focused on the serpent staff in Morai's hand.

"Hmm? This time, it's not the blasphemous ones who have received divine miracles who have turned their backs on God. It seems they've been blinded by the demons outside."

Molai, who had been looking down, suddenly looked up again, seemingly taking a liking to one of the people who had arrived.

"So you're going to take God's staff and punish those who disobey God and turn away from Him?"

"This is the time when God gave me this staff, and at the same time, He gave me this responsibility. God told me to use this staff to break the staff of those who do not obey God's word, do not follow God's commandments, and despise God's law."

As Morley spoke, he raised his staff of serpents and descended the pyramid steps. 8.

Morley tapped the pyramid's stones with his staff, and water immediately flowed from the cracks in the stones. ⑤

When the water first flowed out, it was only a small stream, but after Morley walked past the stone bricks and continued forward, the water flowing from the stone became much larger. 7

So it no longer just gushed out from the cracks in the stone, but the entire huge stone brick acted as a sluice gate, and the water gushed out, quickly overflowing the ground and forming a continuous flow. 6

"Ah, all that preparation was for nothing." Liu

Seeing the surging water, Paracelsus stopped his work and said with a hint of regret.

The current was far from gentle; Morley had only taken about ten steps when surging waves had already gathered behind him.

The raging torrents had formed waves, and these violent waves were washing away everything in their path, mercilessly destroying even Paracelsus's hastily constructed defenses. 4

Ilya swung his sword forward, cleaving the last building before the pyramid in two, thus opening the path to their destination.

Just as the golden building collapsed with a deafening roar, the water transformed into a raging torrent, appearing as a white line in everyone's eyes. It then surged rapidly, and within a second or two, they understood what that white line was.

"Was that a flood? Would you even see these things in this godforsaken desert?"

Ilya scratched his head, not quite understanding the scene before him.

"Although Egypt is surrounded by desert, it also boasts the Nile, the world's longest river, whose annual surges have nurtured Egyptian civilization. However, the scene before us... is probably not a product of the Nile." He continued.

Mashu explained to Ilya that the location and scale of the tide were enough for anyone to determine that it had little to do with the Nile River.

"Whatever it is, it's an enemy attack and a probe. I'll freeze it first."

Ilya wasn't particularly interested in what it was; all that would appear here were enemies and their minions, and they were all the same thing—just kill and destroy them.

A fierce blizzard had already flown from Ilya's sword. The most basic function of this sword was to summon this blizzard, which would take effect as soon as the sword was drawn.

While it proved to be a very useful feature in this operation, in the original story, Ilya actually got lost several times due to the blizzards caused by this sword.

After all, the wind and snow are uncontrollable; drawing the sword will bring them. Now, Ilya is channeling more of his magic power to freeze the tide with the power of cold.

If it were a tide caused by an ordinary river, Ilya's power would indeed be able to easily seal the entire river together.

But this tide was brought forth by striking the stone with a staff; it was a divine miracle. The man who brought the miracle was walking in the tide, and he would not allow the fierce wind and snow to freeze the water.

“Truly foolish people who do not fear God, who possess the miracles of God, yet turn to a pagan god.”

As Morai drew nearer, he was able to more clearly sense the complex power emanating from Ilya.

The era in which the Song of the Warriors was written was a time when the Slavic gods had been abandoned, and Christ had become the new faith of the Slavs.

The ancient gods were merely incorporated as elements of heroes, while the names of the saints were transliterated into these heroes, inheriting everything that the ancient gods possessed.

However, if we only look at the surface, all we can see is the spiritual medicine Elijah received from Christ when he went from being bedridden for thirty years to becoming a strong man.

However, the first hero Ilya encountered, who entrusted his weapons and power to Ilya, was named Sviatya Góry, which is a transliteration of Svyáty Egóri.

Just as the name Ilya can be traced back to Saint Ilyas, who replaced the thunder god Peren in the Slavic region, the heroes in the epic poem, while still inheriting elements from Slavic mythology, have been completely Christianized in essence.

But Morley didn't realize this. He only sensed the power of heretical gods in Hu Xiao's magic, which made him even more determined to eliminate this person who turned to heretical gods and abandoned God.

Then Morley raised his serpent staff again and struck the tide beside him with it. The surging waves immediately turned into blood, emitting a foul and rotten smell.

The flying ice and snow, upon contact with the blood, immediately lost their power, disintegrating and melting like ordinary ice and snow.

This was the very miracle that God had commanded Moses and Aaron to perform before Pharaoh, to judge God and corrupt those pagan gods.

Amidst the swirling snow and ice lies the power inherent in the land of Ross itself, the source of strength for the warriors, the power of Mother Earth of Ross.

Molai was determined to make judgments and did not intend to leave any strength behind, aiming to scatter the people in one fell swoop.

So the raised serpent staff did not stop, but rose and fell repeatedly to strike the surrounding waves.

With each strike of the staff, the miracles of the past would reappear, and lice and flies, along with locusts, would come from all directions.

The bottom of the staff got wet, and then it was lifted up to throw the water droplets forward. The water droplets turned into disease.

Finally, the staff was raised towards the sky, and lightning immediately struck down, mixed with fire and hail.

"This is……"

Although these were some of the ten calamities that once struck Egypt, those familiar with the story can easily recognize what they were.

"Your Excellency Cursed Wrist mentioned before that the Sun King was Pharaoh Ramses II... Moses was a close friend of Pharaoh Ramses II, and the Ten Plagues that occurred in Egypt happened during his reign. Was it through this relationship that darkness summoned Moses? If so, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to go any further."

Mashu was clearly a little nervous about the situation unfolding at this moment, after all, the name Moses was too famous.

"Moses? Hahaha... Don't be ridiculous. How could that guy be Moses? He's just a hapless guy who went astray and refused to wake up."

Upon hearing Mashu's words, Ilya immediately burst into laughter. He had already seen the scene in the distance and sensed Morai's presence.

Although Morai looked somewhat different from how he had been before, Ilya still recognized him.

"It's not Moses, but it certainly looks like him... Could it be Aaron, Moses' brother?"

The first few of the ten plagues that fell upon Egypt were carried out by God through Aaron, the first high priest of Israel and Moses' spokesperson.

However, compared to Moses, Aaron appeared weak, sinned several times, and was reprimanded.

“Then I don’t know. I only know that he was a person who was bewitched by the beasts here. He mistook the beast for the god he worshipped. Even though he realized something was wrong, he still deceived himself.”

Ilya didn't recognize Morai and simply shook his head.

"He wasn't the only one who came with him; there were two Servants following behind."

"This guy is mine. I didn't have time to smash him and that city of sin before, but I can't let him get away with it this time. The other two are yours."

Ilya could no longer contain himself. He charged out, transforming into a raging bolt of lightning that charred the insects summoned by Morai, and slammed them directly into Morai, who was still in the blood.

Chapter Seventy: Burning

The biting winds had not yet subsided, and while ice and snow could not assimilate the crimson waves, they could still transform this desert.