The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

But a scorching and malicious gaze shot past Danic and upwards, even setting his hair ablaze.

"Yes, I intended to bring this up from the beginning. How could anyone sit on a throne before me and place me in the position of a subject?"

This time, there was no holding back whatsoever; the gaze and eyes were full of provocation.

The gaze was as intense as sunlight, and the scorching heat even made those nearby smell something burning.

As the one directly facing this gaze, Vlad III Lancer, sitting on the throne, felt immense pressure.

"You may be a great king, but this is Romania, the land I once ruled."

Since I have been summoned to appear on this land, I am undoubtedly the king who rules over this land.

"King of a foreign land, I may grant you the respect to ascend your throne beside me. But you too should maintain your own respect."

Vlad III said with displeasure, "This king is not a good-natured fellow. His reputation as the Impaler and his infamy as Dracula, which has spread throughout the world, both stem from the cruelty he inflicted on his enemies."

However, in order to achieve his wish, he was willing to make some concessions, but clearly the person opposite him was not satisfied.

"It seems you haven't grasped the situation at all, Your Majesty."

Manshu simply chuckled and raised his hands.

"Why not open your eyes and see the royal authority bestowed upon you by Heaven? I will build eight city-states, which will be the origin of your kingdoms."

Chapter Three: Power

This is not just a word used to describe something, or an exaggeration.

Rather, it was the proof of being a hero, of being a king, that was truly bestowed.

Once, Nimrod saw a black curtain and a crown in the sky, so he had craftsmen make the crown and adorned it with magnificent jewels.

That was the crown that descended from heaven and was placed upon him, a testament to God's divine revelation that he was king.

Just before arriving in Romania, the voice of apocalypse also rang in Manshu's ears.

God promised Nimrod everything He had given it: the eight city-states that were the origin of all the nations under heaven, and the proof that it was the head of the heroes.

A noble crown and throne descended from the heavens, and the sacred rituals of death and supreme power were perfected.

The marks of a crown, like stigmata, appeared on Manju's hands, and the aura emanating from them naturally proved Manju's words.

Lancer, sitting on the throne with a pale face, frowned. As a believer, he could certainly understand the meaning behind what Manju had said.

That is from Genesis 10:10 in the Old Testament: “The beginning of their kingdoms were Babel, Elich, Agag, and Calni, all in the land of Shinar.”

This was indeed enough to move him, after all, Nimrod was a hunter who boasted of his bravery before God, and a treacherous scoundrel who built a towering tower to heaven and rebelled against the gods.

However, on Romanian soil, I won't be much less formidable.

Vlad III was still somewhat confident. In this land, he not only enjoyed a very high reputation, but also had the ability known as the Guardian Ghost General to divide this land into his own territory and gain an attribute bonus equivalent to A-level berserk mode.

This is a seven-on-seven Holy Grail War, not a one-on-one battle, but also a team effort.

At least in Danic's plan, the first thing he did was to summon Caster and Lancer to set up a defensive line, with Lancer as the central figure to counter the Mage Association's attack.

The options are then quite clear: if you can subdue the other side, you can continue to hold the power of leadership; if you cannot, the group will inevitably split apart.

Although the aura of God emanated from those hands, the other party was indeed a rebel and a provocateur, and a proper response was necessary.

If we're talking about those who wield power, he himself is also someone who benefits from being at the top; it would be utterly disgraceful for him to so easily relinquish this land. Erhai

Vlad III Lancer rose abruptly, placing his hands on the armrests of his throne. He took two steps forward and looked directly at Manjus. (9)

"Even if you are King Nimrod, it doesn't change the fact that you stand on my territory, currently in Romania. Hiss."

If you consider my politeness and respect as weakness, and intend to seize the throne with a rebellious heart, then go ahead and try.

"King Nimrod? The one who built the Tower of Babel and was an enemy of Abraham?"

Hearing the name called out by Vlad III, Gordes finally connected it with the title of Hero King.

After all, the title of Hero King isn't actually that rare; there are quite a few mythical and historical figures who were both heroes and kings.

However, Astolfo, standing to the side, had already figured it out; after all, he grew up in a religious environment.

He, along with Roland and Charlemagne, had even received gifts from angels.

When he first appeared, Astolfo actually intended to liven up the atmosphere.

However, the lightning in the sky attracted attention first. When Astolfo tried to speak again, he was stared at by a gaze that prevented him from speaking.

It was like a rising sun, filled with raging destruction.

Even Astolfo, whose rationality had evaporated—no, perhaps it should be said that it was precisely because of the evaporation of rationality that his intuition, brought by his skills, made him aware of the threat in his eyes.

This left Astolfo with nothing to do but purse his lips and obediently lean to the side, watching the clash between the two kings in the hall.

"Thank you for your help, Sekhmet."

Manshu had already thanked him in his heart. In order to prevent Astolfo from ruining the atmosphere, Manshu specifically instructed Sekhmet, who was on good terms with him, to keep a close eye on him.

This way, Manju can concentrate on completing his next action.

Otherwise, if that eccentric fellow were to chime in with a few words, it would be really hard for anyone to hold back.

"Standing on your territory? Seizing your position? That's utterly ridiculous, Lancer."

Manju lowered his raised hands, but the crown-shaped stigmata on his hands still shone brightly.

This is not just a piece of paper or something pretty, but a real benefit and power that has been promised.

This is the origin of the kingdom, the monarchy that forms the concept of the state.

In a sense, it can be seen as a very high-level site construction, used to build the eight city-states that form the source.

Of course, there is another usage.

Those eight city-states were the origin of the kingdom and the source of the concept of the state. Naturally, other kingdoms that extended from that source should also be able to serve as its territory.

Although the eight city-states have not yet risen from the ground and their authority cannot be fully exercised, it is sufficient for the time being.

"Now take another look, whose territory is this place you're standing on?"

The brilliance of usurping royal power flashed across his hand, and at that moment, the territory that Vlad III had demarcated through his skill, the Guardian General, began to show signs of erosion.

Taking the area below where Manju was floating in the air as the origin, the range only engulfed the entire audience hall.

But that's enough.

Vlad III could feel the bonuses he gained from the ley lines and his territory rapidly fading, and his skills were becoming ineffective.

"My power has weakened... How could this happen?"

Vlad III said in surprise, somewhat incredulously.

"A foreign king is always blinded by his own arrogance and crude knowledge. Ah, not only kings, but heroes are also like this."

Manju put his hands behind his back, hiding the red-glowing crown stigmata, and stood in the sky with a smile.

"Indeed, it is normal that you have never seen my radiance and therefore cannot understand the greatness of the True King."

“I will tell you ungrateful and petty people that I am the leader of all heroes in this world, the king of kings.”

"God has given me authority to rebel, and I walk in heaven as the embodiment of God."

Manju imbued his hands with lightning, then stretched out his arms and shouted loudly.

"If you still do not know the greatness of the king, and language cannot make you understand, I will still have some leniency so that you can truly understand my great power."

“I’ll lower a rope. All of you here, grab onto this rope and try your best to pull me down from the sky.”

Chapter 4: Mass Battle (4k)

Of course, this is a trick.

If the few people in the audience truly accept it, then it would be naturally very simple. However, there are no Servants below who specialize in physical strength.

In this tug-of-war-like situation, it was indeed easy to defeat those Servants who joined forces.

It can be said that it does not take much time or effort to establish authority.

However, naturally some people can recognize the source of these words. After all, ordinary people may not have heard these words before, but if they have some knowledge of mythology, they may have some impression of them.

These are the words Zeus spoke to the gods in Homer's epics, which naturally makes people frown and look at this arrogant king.

"That really suits his self-proclaimed title; he actually compares himself to Zeus."

The magicians below whispered amongst themselves; they were already suffering enough just standing there.

The mere presence of Vlad III alone was enough to create considerable pressure, requiring them to concentrate to withstand it.

Manju, floating in the sky as lightning, brings even greater and more intense pressure.

The aura, intertwined with lightning and flames, made one break out in a sweat, inevitably causing some dissatisfaction.

However, this dissatisfaction could only be kept in his heart and could not be expressed.

They could see it clearly; this guy was provoking all the Servants present.

With such arrogance and disdain, one can only imagine what would happen if one showed any dissatisfaction.

Even the foolish Gold wouldn't show his face here; at most, he'd mutter and curse in secret. At least he still possesses the ability to survive and assess the situation.

9. Apart from Vlad III, there are four other Servants standing on the field.

They are Siegfried, one of the strongest heroes in Norse mythology and the great dragon slayer.

Astolfo, one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, was a prince of England.

(8) Dr. Victor Frankenstein created Frankenstein as Eve, the counterpart to Adam.

④ There is also Caster, who was summoned in advance. He is the founder of Kabbalah magic and is known as the Jewish Plato, Kavisbro.

Of these four, only Siegfried truly deserves the title of great hero.

As for Astolfo and Frankenstein, they were merely second- or third-rate Servants.

Before he could use his Noble Phantasm, Lekavisbron didn't have much actual combat power.

Therefore, Manju did not make any overly ambitious moves. If the Servants of the Red Team were standing here, Manju might have been more cautious and waited until he had established his own base before taking such action.

However, facing the Black faction, after stripping Vlad III of his control over this territory for a short period of time, his ability to single-handedly take on five Servants on the field was quite remarkable.

"Look at the lightning on your body and the words from your mouth, have you sided with a heretical god to obtain this power in order to usurp the glory in your hands and continue your rebellion, King Ninglu?"

"But do you think your blasphemous act can subdue people? Even if you take away my rule over this land, so what?"