The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

After all, they rushed over in a hurry, and their primary focus was on finding the giant. Only after confirming that the giant had been dealt with by others could they shift their attention elsewhere.

"It seems that the original barrier has developed some minor flaws, which is probably an effect left over from our battle with the Imperial Guards last time. The reason why the giants are approaching is probably because of this."

In other words, someone cleaned up the mess I left behind. And they even fixed the flaws perfectly; not even an ant could crawl in. Truly, well done!

Napoleon's bombardment was indeed a long-range attack with a considerable area of ​​effect. It caused some damage to the village from the outside without being noticed, and it would be difficult to detect without careful investigation.

However, Chaldea's communication has been lost again. Last time it seemed to be a coincidence, but this time it's probably because the person who repaired the barrier did a really good job.

Since it wasn't too early, the group didn't rush to the Chaldea submarine but rested there for the night.

The next morning, the communication device rang by itself, and Leonardo da Vinci's ghostly image popped out of it.

"Ah~ test, test. How is it? With this adjustment, episode 8 should be able to connect to episode 4. 3" 3 & "〇℃⊙⒌☆)

"Yes, it's connected. I can hear your voice, dear Leonardo da Vinci!"

"Very well, I can hear you all. In short, due to the emergency, I'll keep it brief!"

"Is it another emergency? What happened?"

Hearing Leonardo da Vinci mention an emergency reminds me of yesterday evening, and I never expected to hear about it again just one night later.

"Yes, another emergency has occurred. The Shadow Border is currently under attack by the enemy and is being pursued by a large number of flying humanoid beings."

However, this emergency is not for anyone else; Chaldea is indeed under threat.

"Flying humanoid beings? Could they be those mass-produced Valkyries?"

Based on this description, the only things that could appear in this Lostbelt and pose a threat to Chaldea are the Valkyries.

"Ah, I knew it! Speaking of the humanoids flying in the skies of Northern Europe... you mean mass-produced ones!?"

2. That's great, that's great! Mass production sounds really good. I want to build a mini submarine force or something—wait a minute!

This morning, the submarine regained its driving ability, and then the new director steered it outside the barrier.

4. Very good, that finds the source of the problem. After all, Chaldea had set up a hidden barrier, so even Sigurd didn't immediately discover the exact location of the submersible.

Without clear coordinates to locate it, a submarine is obviously not something that can be easily detected.

However, it seems he can't be entirely blamed, since the fact that Valkyrie discovered it so quickly shows that Valkyrie was indeed paying attention to this area.

"This...this is not my responsibility! I was just figuring out and locating a place where I could communicate. Besides, how could I have been discovered so early in the game? There should be camouflage functionality while driving, right?"

Vgordruf hurriedly defended himself, saying that his explanation was barely plausible.

Lu: "Yes, that's true. That's why we were able to connect to communications, so it's not all bad news. However, we're under attack here and are almost at our limit! I'll have Munir send you our current coordinates. I'm sorry, but please come as soon as possible!"

The four submarines don't really have much ability to resist right now. Although those mass-produced Valkyries can only be considered as having some power but not many in Manjusaka, each individual should still be at the level of a low-level Servant.

When they appear in plural form, there are indeed no good solutions for dealing with them inside the submarine.

After all, these Valkyries can launch attacks directly from the air, destroying submarines simply by throwing their light guns.

There's no need to elaborate on this; we already experienced it yesterday, and it's just happening again now.

"Oh dear, what's wrong? Breakfast is almost ready..."

Gerda, hearing the commotion in the living room, came out of the kitchen and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, we just suddenly have some urgent business to attend to and we might not be able to eat the breakfast you prepared on time. But we'll be back for breakfast."

The breakfast prepared by the girl was indeed not to be missed, so this was the only promise she could make.

Fujimaru quickly agreed, "Yes, we'll be right back."

"Oh, okay, I got it. Have a safe trip! Be careful, and make sure you come back safely, okay? Okay?"

Gerda was, after all, a girl who dared to leave the village alone on an unchosen day. Although she didn't understand many things, she was still a mature girl and could understand these things.

Having received the girl's blessing before her departure, the group wasted no time and immediately headed towards the coordinates sent by the submarine.

"Orels snowboard enters second acceleration - speed stabilizes. Although communication has been interrupted again, we have obtained the current predicted position of the submarine, which is about 20 kilometers away."

The distance of 20 kilometers is not too far. The only obstacle to progress is the scattered giants wandering around here.

This was nothing compared to what they had to say. Napoleon's cannon immediately roared and sizzled, striking the giant from a considerable distance.

Manju seemed to have gained some experience in throwing techniques. Holding the trident, he repeatedly threw it out and then called it back from the giant's corpse.

Although he occasionally misses, his accuracy is already quite considerable. Besides, he doesn't really need accuracy. In real battles, he'll probably ask for divine blessings to ensure a steady hit.

"Compared to the snow-covered landscape of Russia, the Nordic Lostbelt is also a vast expanse of white, but at least there's a wide field of vision. I can already see armored vehicles speeding through the snow!"

The clear weather in Lostland is indeed quite nice, although it's still a bit chilly and the white expanse can be a little uncomfortable for the eyes.

But everything needs to be compared to create a sense of feeling. After experiencing the terrible geographical environment in Russia, the Nordic region is already quite welcoming.

"I've observed you, your speed is fantastic, but we can't stop because the enemy is chasing us from above. If we brake, we'll be instantly killed by their light lances!"

Looking further back, one could indeed see lights flashing in the sky, falling rapidly onto the snow.

Valkyrie was indeed high in the sky, launching long-range attacks with her light guns. Such attacks were impossible to counter without strong anti-air capabilities.

"No problem, leave these mass-produced Valkyries to me. Heh heh, even if they fly to the stratosphere, my sword light can still reach them!"

Valkyrie's flight ability allows her to reach above the clouds, but the holy sword that Manjusaka has recently acquired also possesses the ability to reach that level.

Of course, it wasn't about sending someone there, but rather about allowing the twilight-colored sword energy to surge into the stratosphere, reaching that area within the attack range. (驷)

"Mass-produced... I've heard about these things from everyone, and I knew they existed. I thought I understood, but seeing them with my own eyes still makes me restless."

My sisters, created solely for their mechanical nature without imbuing them with souls, possess only the function of executing commands. They lack the uncertainty of those we, who were forcibly given emotions, cannot grasp.

Despite being a very practical and efficient idea, in my view, it's nothing more than a pathetic mob.

Can you hear me? Sisters, you wretched beings without souls, my true name is Brunhilde, the eldest of the sisters who are your archetypes.

"You should retreat now. Even though we come from different backgrounds, I don't want to use this gun to stab you, so retreat quickly."

Brunhilde could only lament the Valkyries, now her enemies, sighing at their constructed existence, yet still treating them with gentleness. Zero

But how could mass-produced Valkyries understand? Brunhilde herself said that they were not given emotions, only the function of executing orders. (v)

"sister……"

"My elder sister, my elder sister Brunhilde. My elder sister, the superior race that commands individuals, truly, in Northern Europe."

"I can't understand, I can't understand. We were just carrying out orders to destroy the filthy metal blocks..."

"Unintelligible, incomprehensible, three individual commanders demanding additional orders regarding the current situation."

My dear sister, Brunhilde... she has issued a declaration of hostility towards us!

"How could this be? Unbelievable! How could this be? Unbelievable! Unbelievable! Unbelievable!"

"There's nothing unbelievable about this, new sisters, so retreat! If you say you can't do it... then I'll have no choice but to destroy you!"

Brunhilde will also shed her gentleness and wield her divine spear in battle.

While that gentleness can still be seen in the battle, the swinging of the gun will not be relieved as a result.

The battle against the Valkyrie horde in the sky was about to begin. Manju put away his trident and took up the holy sword Balmung.

On the other side, Wisdom was summoned again, and he covered his eyes with his hand, allowing the ambiguous rune magic to manifest from his hand. The raging flames instantly engulfed the sky.

The battle that took place was a one-sided massacre; the Valkyries in the sky would probably not have been able to win against any of the Servants below so easily.

8 After all, they all have ways to deal with these Valkyries. As long as the Valkyries' advantage of launching long-range attacks from the air cannot be utilized, their own quality is not that high.

As Napoleon's cannons roared incessantly, Brunhilde, aided by runes, roamed the battlefield. As a Valkyrie, she soared freely, and the spear in her hand wielded considerable power.

7 She also loved these mass-produced Valkyries; these sisters without a sense of self were also worthy of her love.

As the Valkyries plummeted to the earth like meteors, Brunhilde couldn't help but try to persuade them again:

6. "Understand the gap in strength between us. Continuing to destroy is pointless; you must understand the tragedy of individual destruction."

"You will certainly be increased in number, but this does not mean resurrection; it merely means the production of new individuals. As individuals, you are not eternal. Retreat, sisters."

4. She still sees these sisters, who have no sense of self, as separate individuals and as separate lives.

(iv) "No, we cannot retreat, my dear sister."

2. At this time, the Valkyries' support also arrived; they were three completely different Valkyries.

"You just said there's a difference in strength, and it's true that each of the mass-produced Valkyries is inferior to yours. However, we have a numerical advantage. With a total of one hundred mass-produced Valkyries, how long can you fight? Lady Brunhilde, and the remnants of Chaldea!"

The one who spoke was the Valkyrie who had just arrived. They were not mass-produced Valkyries, but rather the commanders among the many mass-produced Valkyries.

Among all the Valkyries in the entire Lostbelt, they are one of only three to survive Ragnarok, and they are also the prototypes for many mass-produced Valkyries.

"There's no way to convince them of this, Brunhilde. They'll never understand or realize this unless we shoot them down from the sky."

Manju had already seen Slud in Skadi's temple, where Skadi allowed Slud to call her Mother, but she was still refused.

Those who continue to live here are undoubtedly the most stubborn of all; verbal confirmations are simply not going to be carried out.

"Brynhildr, please help me achieve this. Even though it's a mass-produced model, the quantity is in the hundreds, and there are genuine products mixed in, so it's not something we can just face directly. Therefore, we need your help."

“Hmm, please teach me, Lord Hafdan. I have witnessed your bravery firsthand. What a passionate warrior you are... so fiery it is almost unbearable.”

Brunhilde possesses support abilities, not only inherited from the primordial runes of the great god, but also skill-based creations of Valkyrie nature that guide heroes to victory.

Napoleon's artillery fire continued to provide cover, while Fujimaru Ritsuka was also providing support to her Master in the distance.

"I'm in better shape than ever before! Let me sweep the sky clean with one strike! The evil dragon will fall, the world is now at sunset, destroy it—'Fantasy Greatsword: Fallen Demon (Bamlung)'!"

With all his might, Manshu unleashed the Holy Four Swords in his hand to the maximum extent. The twilight-colored sword energy formed a semi-circular beam of light that could annihilate enemies in a wide area, sweeping towards the sky as Manshu swung it.

Chapter Forty: Departure

As the roaring sword light disappeared into the sky, all the mass-produced Valkyries in the sky vanished.

Only the three prototypes that commanded the numerous Valkyries still exist, but they only survived by virtue of their divine iron shields, swan costumes, and the primordial runes.

However, they also appeared to have lost much of their fighting ability, and landed on the ground from the air.

“Slud, Syld, Otlind…”

Brunhilde knew these three Valkyries because they were indeed her sisters, her sisters from before Ragnarok.

"To me, you are long-lost faces, but what about to you? You were already exhausted just trying to seal it away, and you didn't have the time to talk to me."

Brunhilde's previous experiences have already been recounted. She wandered the land of Norse mythology, unaware of the purpose of her summons, before being attacked and sealed in the Flame Mansion, a barrier modeled after the great god Odin.

"Yes, you are not our elder sister. You are a being of pan-human history, a blissful soul unaware of the distorted Ragnarok's heat."