The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

The icy storm, fueled by an inexhaustible supply of magic, even blotted out the sky at one point.

Ilya, riding the lightning bolts as he charged toward the enemy, also transformed the lightning into a calamity of frost, bringing back the harsh winter and frozen soil that covered the entire land of the distant Rus.

Ice and snow will form something like a barrier, creating a frozen sky with the power of Mother Earth of Russia.

The land blocked by blizzards will gradually transform into the ancient Rus' land, and the scene of that land of frost will be directly reproduced.

"They led their opponents away without any hesitation. Hmm... the remaining two Servants have a rather impressive opponent. Someone who can wield such a massive spear must be a formidable opponent."

Brunhilde had summoned her spear, forged from magic silver and taller than a man, and a chilling wind, different from, yet equally fierce, descended upon the land.

"As the assassin, I'll leave that Servant who looks like a Caster to you."

Arash spoke to Cursed Arm as he quickly drew his bow and shot a magical arrow at Brunhilde.

"This is exactly what I do."

Cursed Wrist nodded, then disappeared back into the shadows, vanishing from their sight.

"I've taken on a simple task for myself, so it seems I'll have to trouble you, Mash, to protect both me and my Master."

Although it seemed that everyone had chosen their own opponent in the previous assignment, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu are still here, which means that Brunhilde, who is rushing in, will have to deal with three enemies.

"Yes, leave it to me without worry."

Mash planted her shield in the sand, waiting for Brunhilde to howl towards her like a giant, icy wolf.

Brunhilde, soaring high in the sky, wielded a spear taller than anyone else with effortless ease. With a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, she knocked down every single arrow shot by Arash.

Purple flames erupted from Brunhilde's spear, which had once served as a wall of fire around Brunhilde's sleeping castle to seal the Valkyrie; now, it was being unleashed as Brunhilde's power.

With Mash holding the shield for defense, Arash doesn't need to move quickly to create distance and prevent Brunhilde from getting close.

All Arash had to do was maintain his position and prevent Brunhilde from easily bypassing Mash and attacking him.

Moreover, the protected Fujimaru Ritsuka could also provide combat power, summoning Arjuna's spirit shadow and drawing the Vulcan Bow once again.

Faced with the attacks of two outstanding archers, even Brunhilde, daughter of the great god Odin, was temporarily unable to defend herself.

However, as a magician, Paracelsus wouldn't be idle, and Morley wouldn't be willing to accept his help, but Brunhilde didn't refuse.

Since Brunhilde herself could not easily unleash the power of the Primal Runes, she was able to accept Paracelsus's support magic.

With the help of the brilliant magician Paracelsus, Brunhilde was only slightly embarrassed, but not unable to cope with the situation.

The enormous spear quickly reached Mash, and with a technique mimicking the claw strikes of the giant wolf Fenrir Frost, it slammed into Mash's shield in an instant with a triple strike.

Even though there wasn't much love in her heart, this terrifying spear, swung at high speed, still possessed considerable power, enough to tear a person apart.

The shield held by Mash was equally miraculous; how could it possibly be shaken with such power alone?

"Is the power still not enough? That little girl over there doesn't look like a real hero either, so we must have love in our hearts."

Paracelsus observed the distant scenery so that he could adjust his actions and methods as needed.

"There is only one way, Brunhilde: drink the desire your master has given you, let the inextinguishable flame in your heart burn, and only then can you realize your value."

"..."

On Brunhilde's silver-white armor was a melancholy and sorrowful face; no lively, cheerful, or positive expressions could be seen on that beautiful face.

Brunhilde only showed sadness in response to Paracelsus's words, but did not resist.

She stepped back, unleashing a wall of blue flames to burn away the arrows aimed at her. Then, she took out a small cup from her person and drank the black liquid inside in one gulp.

The frenzied desires and depraved emotions assaulted Brunhilde in an instant, causing her face to contort and struggle, but soon all of that was erased, leaving only madness.

Brunhilde's spear grew even larger, its blazing blue flames surging with unimaginable intensity.

The blue flame was Brunhilde herself, an inextinguishable love overflowing from her heart.

Brunhilde burst forth from her raised blue musket, her appearance transformed. The spear, once again held high, seemed to have truly become the claws of the wolf Fenrir.

"Their aura is completely different now. It seems Lancer is serious. You guys better watch out."

Arash quickly tried to warn him, but it was too late once his voice was uttered.

The raised spear had transformed into Fenrir's furious claws, slamming heavily onto Mash's shield with unstoppable force.

This time, Mashu, who had never been shaken before, stepped backward and plowed a long furrow in the ground.

"No problem, Brunhilde, unleash your desires to the fullest. Next... I didn't expect anyone to visit my place. Luckily, the first thing I did was to prepare magic to prevent intrusion."

Paracelsus turned his attention from the distant battlefield back to his own side, looking at the shadows in the distance.

"Your skill in magic is truly extraordinary. I find it hard to believe that my actions just now were a mistake, but even so, I still slipped up."

The Cursed Arm was immediately discovered and emerged from the shadows, throwing several knives that cut through the surrounding magic, allowing Hassan the Cursed Arm to charge directly at Paracelsus without hindrance.

Hassan's bandaged Satanic hand was unsealed, and his outstretched arm reached out to touch Paracelsus and obtain the pseudo-heart.

"Quite decisive! I should offer something of equal value and witness the true brilliance of the ether!"

Paracelsus had already prepared a countermeasure as he realized that the enemy was approaching. The Philosopher's Stone, which he had prepared beforehand, quickly released magic to form a crystal-like wall for defense.

He then directly drew out his Noble Phantasm, the elementalist's magic sword, which could instantly perform ritual magic, using the five elements as a medium to release a simulated divine ether.

Although it was only a brief simulation, the true ether of the Age of Gods possessed the power to shatter its surroundings as long as it existed.

This instantaneous spell was faster than Hassan's Cursed Arm. Hassan could only regretfully retract his Satanic Hand and dodge to the other side.

"Compared to ordinary magicians, you are not without a fighting spirit. If that magic sword had been drawn a little slower, I should have been able to get your heart smoothly."

"Is that so? Then all my training hasn't been in vain. Come, continue to witness my light, you assassin lurking in the darkness."

Paracelsus fully utilized the Philosopher's Stone surrounding him, and together with the magic sword in his hand that could assist, amplify, and enhance magic, he rapidly unleashed the grand magic of the five elements, violently smashing it towards Hassan the Cursed Arm.

"Lancer's magic has disappeared. Cursed Wrist did a great job."

Arashna's keen eyes did not miss any changes, and a rain of arrows was shot from his hand in an instant.

The arrows filled the sky, forming a black torrent that roared in like a tidal wave, attempting to engulf Brunhilde.

Brunhilde, who had been launching a rapid offensive, turned to defend, but she still couldn't knock away all the arrows in time, and her left arm was left with a wound.

“Ah… Sigurd… I understand… it’s all… Sigurd…”

The injuries she suffered only drove Brunhilde further into despair, preventing her from achieving victory. Her frenzied desires only further exploited her emotions.

Not only did the blue flames ignite, but the blazing flames also burned fiercely.

The primordial runes ignited the flames, and the divine runes, which were ten thousand times more terrifying than the current rune magic, brought an aura of destruction. Gold melted in the flames, and the sand beneath their feet was burned into glass.

Brunhilde regained her former divinity and began to fully unleash her power, rampaging like a god.

Mash, who could still defend herself, began to retreat repeatedly until Fujimaru Ritsuka was right behind her. Only then did her shield become firm and planted in the ground, refusing to retreat any further.

"This is complete chaos! Before the flames burn us all away, they might burn her up first."

Arash shook his head repeatedly, but even he could hardly stop Brunhilde in this state.

“Mash, Mr. Arash, just hold off Lancer a little longer.”

Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted loudly, then raised her arm.

"Command Spell, provide me with magical power, unleash Arjuna's Noble Phantasm!"

The spirit shadow summoned through a simple summoning method also possesses the ability to unleash Noble Phantasms.

However, this battle has already taken a heavy toll on Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic power, so she used Command Seals directly to supply her magic power.

Arjuna put away the Bow of Fire, took out the Beast Master, and began to unleash the power of his treasure.

Sensing the danger, Brunhilde began to accelerate her own collapse even more violently, in order to make the flames burn even brighter.

Chapter 71 Revelation

"Just like the decisions you've made in the past, the decisions you're making now are equally foolish and hopeless."

Holding the serpent staff, Morley was unafraid of the surrounding blizzard. He simply waved the staff in his hand, and the gods would use his power to do great things.

Hailstones, even larger than the snowstorm, fell from the sky; a calamity, a more severe weather event, was directly summoned to disrupt Ilya's operations.

"Hahaha... You're spouting this nonsense again. If you could recognize yourself for even a moment, I might still be willing to listen. After all, even a noisy voice isn't entirely worthless."

Ilya ignored Morai's feigned posture and continued to swing his rock sword, keeping the surging blood from getting close to him.

2. As the anchor point dividing the ancient Rus' land into two eras, Ilya was quite adept at using the power of the earth to divide various things.

The giant sword wielded by the guillotine wielded a violent magic, stirring up wave after wave of raging storms that connected with the surrounding wind and snow, outlining the image of a dragon and serpent as a mountain.

The three-headed dragon Zmey Gorynych, which exists in Slavic mythology, means "dragon-serpent born from the mountains."

The greatsword in Ilya's hand also has the alternative name Aspid Zmey, which means Shield of the Serpent.

4. This sword comes from Sviatogor, the guardian of the Holy Mountain, who himself is the one who protects the Holy Mountain's shield. The dragons and serpents that grow in the mountains have transformed into the power of protection, and the clouds they create divide the world, preventing evil from harming the world protected by the World Tree.

"What makes you still so stubborn in the face of the miracles I have shown you, or do you not know how to get back on the right path?"

5. Are you being led astray by pagan idols who have shown you so many deceptive things that you are no different from the deceived kings and sages recorded in the scriptures?

"The power that God has given me is precisely what I will use here. I will shatter the power of this pagan idol you rely on before your very eyes. This staff of God shall be a staff of punishment."

(iv) Molay said this, and then raised his cane and made a striking motion forward.

As the staff was swung down, all the surging magic released by Ilya was dispelled.

The howling wind, the biting blizzard, and the shadows of dragons and snakes lurking in the snowstorm were all scattered at the same moment.

The gods are the embodiment of natural phenomena, and the staff in Morley's hand is used to refute the nature gods.

The gods of Egypt were undeniably overwhelmed, and the ten plagues fell upon the land of Egypt.

Slavic mythology was still in a relatively primitive form of deity worship; otherwise, Grand Prince Vladimir would not have attempted to regulate Slavic beliefs in Rus' and try to unify the beliefs of the entire territory.

Those gods from primordial mythology did not indeed have a more noble origin; they came from beyond the planet. They should also be the embodiment of the planet's tentacles, personified beings of natural phenomena.

This was precisely what was targeted by the power bestowed upon this staff; with the swing of the staff, all divine power was stripped away.

"Look how ridiculous this power obtained from pagan idols is! There is one true God, and that is the one who gave me this power!"

Holding the staff, I am God's staff; God's wrath is emanated from my hand, striking those who anger God, those who have turned away from Him, making them as lowly as dirt, wantonly trampled upon! — Jiu

Morley spoke excitedly, repeatedly swinging his staff forward, intent on killing the scornful Ilya.

The wind and clouds were already under control; the falling hail and the descending disasters would be twisted into a single, fluid force, hurtling forward as a pure attack. (4)

Blood, hail, wind, the atmosphere, and indeed the entire world—everything visible before my eyes—formed a fluid-like form, as if the whole world had transformed into a colossal wave. Eight