The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Shortly afterward, Billy the Kid's gunshot rang out in the suburbs of Moscow.

Billy the Kid is a fairly practical Servant, even though he is a Heroic Spirit from modern civilization and uses firearms.

However, his Noble Phantasm, Thunderclap, is a Noble Phantasm that elevates his world-renowned shooting skills.

This type of Noble Phantasm consumes very little magic power, yet its power remains undiminished.

Even when facing those great heroes of the Age of Gods, Billy the Kid can sometimes fire sharp shots that damage their muscles and organs, preventing them from fully exerting their power.

Although the Killer Hunters in Moscow are only at the level of low-rank Servants, the most important thing for a Servant is still their Noble Phantasm.

The physical attributes of low-level Servants are not considered very good. The average attribute level of a regular Servant or a second-rate hero should be C, and these people should not even reach that level.

Unless they can get close enough to Billy the Kid, they probably won't be able to pose much of a threat to him.

Therefore, all that could be heard was the sound of a Colt M1877 double-action revolver, and the killing hunters fell one after another.

"Report."

The killing hunters rushed to the front of the Tsar's palace.

9. “I am the Tsar’s representative. Report to me that whatever happens, the Tsar should not be troubled to take action.”

Anastasia took full charge of the situation, and the killing hunters could not disturb the emperor's sleep until the appointed time had arrived.

"Yes. Traitors have appeared in southwestern Moscow and are currently attacking our forces indiscriminately."

⑧ The killing hunters, who only appeared as Noble Phantasms, did not have much complex intelligence; otherwise, Ivan the Terrible would not have been deceived until now.

"Where is the Master?"

The Killer Hunter seemed unable to understand Anastasia's question and did not answer.

"Is the follower a single rider or a group?"

"0 Cardox asked immediately."

(5) "He rode alone."

"It's just a feint, ignore it."

"I cannot comply. We, the Killing Hunters, are here to eliminate all those who defy the Tsar's authority. This is the meaning of our existence."

The rigidity of the Killing Hunters immediately became apparent again. Maintaining the Tsar's dignity was their highest objective, and no other orders could be carried out against this principle, not even by deviating from it.

These killing hunters were a special army under Ivan the Terrible, acting as his brothers, to confiscate the property and land of nobles on his behalf.

They were dressed in black, riding black horses equipped with black harnesses, with dog heads tied to the horses' heads, and carrying whips woven from animal hair into the shape of brooms.

It is said to contain the meaning of attacking traitors like a fierce dog and sweeping them away with a broom.

Although they no longer exist as a community and lived under the same roof together, this Noble Phantasm will activate automatically when Ivan the Terrible falls into a deep sleep.

The killing hunters will be automatically produced and dispersed into countless soldiers, running around slaughtering enemies who oppose the Thunder Emperor. It is a suppressive treasure that can automatically activate its defense.

"Ah, I understand. Then change the order as follows: swiftly eliminate the enemy, and do not disturb the Tsar's dream."

Kadok had no way to deal with these killing hunters. He knew it was impossible to persuade them, so he could only change his orders and send them away as soon as possible.

"Yes."

Upon receiving the order, the Killer Hunter immediately turned around and went to mobilize other Killer Hunters to annihilate the enemy.

"You see, things never go as planned..."

Kadoc sighed at this.

On the other side, Billy the Kid had already taken down hundreds of Killer Hunters at a considerable speed.

The power of the gun in his hand seemed unusual. This was due to some improvements made by Leonardo da Vinci, who adjusted the weapon to an excellent level and also enhanced Billy the Kid's spirit origin.

His destructive power has now increased threefold, and he can probably handle enemies several times that number now.

"The number of Killer Hunters seems to be less than I expected; this doesn't look like an army of a division."

Manshu hadn't had a chance to observe things when he last came, but now, under the attack of Billy the Kid and the rebels from Beowulf's side...

The resistance in Moscow is not as strong as expected; in fact, they are currently at a disadvantage.

However, none of this will have much impact. Mácheri is leading Salieri to the place where he will play music for the Tsar.

Salieri came in search of Mozart, whom he deduced should be at this point in the rebel army.

Although he and Atalanta had been captured together, Kadoc did not do anything to him. After persuading Atalanta, he released Salieri as well.

"It's incomprehensible that they spared my life."

Walking down the palace corridors, Salieri couldn't quite understand Cárdok's actions. He was bound to stand against them, and in his lucid moments, he shouldn't have been spared.

"Kardok wants to minimize the deaths of his Servants. He also has ambitions and obstacles he wants to overcome, meaning he wants to have as many pieces as possible."

Father Matthews walked ahead and said, without denying it.

"This reminds me of something. When you were working through my memories, you said that you would let me see Amadeus."

"Oh dear, did I really say something like that?"

"I thought then, 'So that's how it is, Amadeus is on the side of pan-human history...' But Amadeus wasn't among their companions. And I had no clue about it either. Was that guy, no longer in Moscow or among the rebels, never summoned to this Russia from the very beginning? No, that's not right, Amadeus certainly existed, he should exist, since that's the case—"

When he was in a rational state, Salieri was quite logical and able to clearly see his own experiences.

“A simple process of elimination. Very good, it seems the time is ripe. We did indeed hide that genius, and we even took you to his room.”

Father Matthias's words caused Salieri's face to change drastically; he could hardly believe it.

"What did you say!?"

"Everything is your spiritual desire. Even I cannot bear to reopen your wounds, but since it is what you desire, then as a priest, I shall respond. Salieri, man in grey, man who willingly lost his mind, uncover the memories you yourself erased. Come, it is time to play the requiem."

Father Matthews, for a moment, did recall his duties as a clergyman. But was it truly out of clergy duty, or out of personal desire?

He will rediscover the memories Salieri himself had forgotten, the memories from when he was first summoned here.

Salieri, who had just been summoned, stormed into Moscow using his own senses and reached the spot where he was standing now.

He was greeted by the same man standing in front of him, who introduced himself as Father Matthews.

"Your spirit origin is so weak, it's quite remarkable that you managed to defeat the Killing Hunters and get here. Very well, to show my respect for your struggle, I will allow you to meet with Amadeus. It's nothing, after all, he himself said that if any man claiming to be my friend says he wants to see me, you must bring him here; he has that right." He revealed an innocent, angelic smile and said this.

Father Matthews said this as he led Salieri, who had already descended into madness, forward.

"But I hope you can be mentally prepared before the meeting. After all, he is exhausted. If his performance was extremely valuable, then he has never stopped using his Noble Phantasm for a moment in the past two months. His Spirit Origin is already more fragile than the rotting flesh of a dead man, and his soul is already dimmer than the light of a match. To put it bluntly, it is so tragic that it is unbearable to look at."

(2) Father Matthews’ words only gave Salieri an ominous feeling, but he did not know where it came from or what it meant, until he met Amadeus.

In the room where the music was playing, a withered man was playing faint music. Salieri then realized that Machelis's words were not an exaggerated metaphor, but an accurate description.

"What exactly did you do to this genius?!"

0 "As you can see, we made him play the piano for a short while, and he kept playing. However, this was at his own request after he learned about the situation in Russia."

Si: "How is that possible? You're in charge of both the piano and the orchestra all by yourself. Why would someone as impatient as you do something like this..."

San Salieri stared wide-eyed, completely unable to comprehend the situation.

"You're being really harsh," Wu said. "The audience this time is in a special situation, so I have to put in all my effort. Besides, the Tsar always seems like he might wake up at any moment. If he does, the whole country will be crushed. So I can only let him indulge in his dream."

6. Exhaustion did not overwhelm Mozart's rationality, allowing him to speak eloquently like a normal person.

④ "Is this why you keep playing the piano? You insatiable creature, in this cold weather, with no decent audience, wasting your soul playing the piano for some sleepy old geezer who doesn't understand your worth at all!?"

The phrase "old man who never dies" is really rude. Lei Di is a great listener. He's like a paradise for me as a musician. But I'm almost at my limit. This kind of environment is too harsh for someone as weak as me. My fingers can't move anymore. This is even more painful than before I died. But dying for nothing is too unworthy. Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well die by your hand.

"So you hate me so much you want to kill me, don't you? Then hurry up and do it."

Amadeus smiled as he extended this incredible invitation, but Salieri felt no joy; his eyes seemed to pop out of their pupils.

"You...! Even you would say something like that! Do you want me to make that scandal a reality?!"

"Hmm, since hatred has twisted things to this extent, why not just kill me once and see what happens? Maybe that will make you feel completely better. Ugh..."

Amadeus was still joking as he spoke, but his own collapse was already unstoppable.

"Oh dear, I can't take it anymore, I feel like I'm about to break down. I'm always like this when I'm with you, always barging in uninvited and demanding a showdown, and making a bunch of unreasonable requests of you. So this time I'm going to be willful too, okay? After everything's over, play me Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."

"What exactly do you want...?"

“I know that although I have no chance of survival, I still have a chance of victory. Without the concerted efforts of both sides, it is impossible to defeat that. So I entrust this opportunity to you, the only one willing to approach me, to you who hate me even though you know it cannot be conveyed. I will cast a curse on you; for the time to come, you will be Amadeus!”

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Salieri clutched his head in anguish as he recalled everything.

"Come, play the Requiem to your heart's content! Whether you play it for Amadeus, for the Tsar, or for yourself who once lost yourself. There the instruments are there."

Father Matthews, breaking out of his reverie with his eyes closed, smiled and said to Salieri, "The piano playing music is just ahead."

Salieri stepped forward to finish the unfinished piece of music, the true Requiem.

As the music began, the entire Russian land trembled, and the killing sergeants, who were fighting against the enemy invading Moscow, suddenly began to disintegrate.

"Awaken from sleep, awaken from sleep, that great one will awaken from sleep. Therefore, we too shall embark on our journey, may the glory of the great Tsar endure forever!"

The killing hunters chanted loudly, heralding their self-destruction as a harbinger of Ivan the Terrible's awakening from his dream.

Chapter Fourteen Zhenba ⑸ Seven Belts ∝〔6‖〖糤◇＜缌〃♂4＿贰玥费】Group ∏￠：Move

"In this way, Ivan the Terrible will awaken from his slumber, and the Imaginary Tree will finally be able to draw magic from the ley lines."

Anastasia was eagerly anticipating this moment, which is why they had to defeat Ivan the Terrible, since the Imaginary Tree had not truly taken root in the Russian Lostbelt.

"Next, Ivan the Terrible will be defeated. Ah, I've finally said it, I've finally said it, how pleasant and exhilarating it feels."

Anastasia narrowed her eyes, savoring the emotions that were finally being released through her words. The Lostbelt project had been stalled for three months, and now she could finally say these words.

"We will destroy the Tsar, destroy the last thing in the world that might become Russia."

"What exactly did you mean by that? Are you planning to defy the Tsar?"

As a killing hunter serving as Ivan the Terrible's henchman, Anastasia appeared immediately after he uttered these words and questioned him sharply.

"You appeared so quickly, as expected of the capital, Moscow. But your mission is over, and the Tsar should wake up from his dream."

Otherwise, Anastasia would have no intention of provoking the Killer Hunters; their numerous and powerful adversaries posed a considerable threat to her.

As a Caster, she is quite vulnerable once someone gets close to her body.

"The spiritual reactions within Moscow are gradually disappearing. It seems that this is how the battle in Moscow will unfold. The Thunder Emperor can no longer remain in his dreamland. But what exactly is this…?"