The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Siegfried said firmly, gripping Balmong tightly in his hand, and continued to activate the true ether on the sword, allowing the sword energy of dusk to overflow.

"Go all out, dragon slayer. Let me savor your beliefs and enjoy the thrill of battle. If that's the case, then perhaps this world is still worth continuing to exist."

Manshu was very satisfied with the other party's imposing manner and said with a smile.

"So go ahead and try it, see if you can still show your glory as a dragon slayer. I don't mind transforming into a dragon to experience your power."

As Manshu spoke, the aura of the sun in his eyes began to dissipate, turning into the vertical swells of a dragon.

A fierce and scorching aura began to spread around him, and the red holy sword in his hand finally disintegrated, eventually turning into an exoskeleton-like suit of armor that exuded an ominous aura.

As Manjushri said, he transformed into a dragon to experience the power of a dragon slayer.

The dragon's magical core within his body was surging, and the blessings bestowed upon him were twisted by Manjushri, transforming into ominous magical power that surged within him.

Manju took another step forward, and the heavy aura of the evil dragon was released like mercury.

His dark golden vertical pupils exuded a scorching aura, and his sharp gaze was enough to kill any creature standing before him.

The air and the earth vibrated as Manju stepped forward, producing a humming sound like metal rattling.

No one would doubt that a dragon had descended upon this land, for the ominous aura of the ferocious beast had already enveloped the land.

Siegfried's face showed surprise for a moment, then his expression hardened into determination.

"They are truly formidable enemies. I never imagined that I would still have the opportunity to complete the mission I once accomplished on this land today."

Even without orders, I must defeat you, you evil dragon Fafnir!

Siegfried shouted loudly, ignoring the dragon's imposing aura and pressure, and stepped forward, brandishing his holy sword Balmong.

What he said was true, and what was unfolding before his eyes was the birth of Fafnir.

In the worldview of the Moon World, Fafnir does not simply refer to the evil dragon that was defeated by Siegfried and Sigurd.

Rather, it is a phenomenon of evil dragons, a conceptualized creature.

All beings who were not once dragons but eventually became dragons can be called Fafnir.

The Manju before them was undoubtedly a dragon that had descended to earth. Although it had not yet become a true dragon, all the things that belonged to a dragon had already manifested.

"Is this the Nine Rebels? Is Archer about to reveal his true colors?"

Danic, who was hiding to the side, peered at the scene again and said this.

But that's not the case; it's just that Manju wanted to do it.

To challenge the strongest dragon slayer in the form of a dragon is the only thing that can satisfy his desires.

However, one thing is certain: the realization of this power is indeed rebellion, and the fact that it was about to be accomplished has come to fruition here, revealing itself ahead of time.

A fierce battle erupted on this land, and a devastating storm descended upon the already ravaged earth.

Manshu's figure was like a black lightning bolt, symbolizing ominous black magic, surrounding him and strengthening his body.

Driven by magic, it moves at high speed, just like lightning striking the earth.

His opponent, Siegfried, was like a fortified fortress, wielding his armor and sword in a fierce battle.

The magic of the last Command Seal had also been infused into his body, strengthening his physique and power.

Siegfried before him was undoubtedly a warrior worthy of the title of the strongest dragon slayer, but the dragon he faced was no ordinary creature either.

This evil dragon was so ferocious and powerful that its surging magic and aura alone were enough to inspire fear.

The high-speed attack and rapid energy of the Nine were difficult for the two to resist. The spikes attached to it, like an exoskeleton, were not used as spears, but rather as extended limbs.

This is to demonstrate the power that can defeat angels and part the sea.

The humanoid dragon tore through all attacks with its own flesh, shattering the twilight-colored sword energy and the holy sword it was wielding.

Like a lightning-fast comet, each strike came from the heavens, threatening to topple the earth.

Siegfried was undoubtedly one of the world's greatest heroes, and with the perfect mastery of sword and armor, there were almost no opponents he could not defeat.

But at this moment, a rare opponent appeared before him.

Whether it's speed, power, or even striking technique, they are completely unable to win.

Only by relying on the armor's defense and his past experience facing dragons could he manage to find an opening in the face of the onslaught.

“Saber was overwhelmed by Archer, who had transformed into a dragon, in a direct confrontation… So my two Command Seals were completely useless, weren’t they?”

Gold shouted in despair. If Danick hadn't been there, he probably would have started cursing after being told to stop.

“We need to create another opportunity for Siegfried. This time, his sword will surely unleash even greater power. I will have Cares create an opportunity for Siegfried.”

Danic remained somewhat composed as he spoke to Gold.

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I still have 2k words left to write and post tonight. I'm going to have dinner first.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Dragon Slayer's Twilight

The pitch-black lightning, like a howling storm, spun like a top, constantly attempting to tear through Siegfried's defenses. "wu"

The skills inherited from Jacob, which enabled him to defeat archangels and even split the sea with a single punch, are fully displayed on the body of this dragon.

The rebellious magic transformed all the blessings bestowed into scales that strengthened the dragon's body, giving Manshu a physique that was absolutely top-tier even among dragons at the pinnacle of fantasy.

And this body interprets the techniques that were submerged in Manjushri's mind and instilled into his body from an incredible perspective.

An ordinary person's punch might be able to shatter wooden planks or even bricks, but it's impossible to knock down a house or smash a road.

But the fist that Manjushri wielded was one that could shatter mountains, part seas, and make all people tremble.

The attack, as swift as lightning, was executed with complex techniques.

Manjus's intense passion was fully displayed there; his bones creaked incessantly, the sound of which was his longing.

He longed to tear apart the flesh of his enemies, and to feast on blood.

It is indeed an evil dragon rampaging here. So, can the hero who slays the dragon stop it?

Siegfried sensed the primal fury and desire emanating from his opponent.

He had felt this way before with the lion that the other party had released.

However, the lion's desire was suppressed at the time, and it could only detect a very faint trace of it.

At this moment, the guy in front of him was displaying an even more unrestrained and pure beastly intent.

Sure enough, he was not facing a hero, but a real dragon.

That was the dragon Fafnir that once stood majestically before him.

This guy is even stronger and more difficult to deal with than before.

Even with his immortality, he could only barely fight back, just like before.

After obtaining this immortal body, fighting became a job for Siegfried without him even realizing it, and he could hardly feel any excitement in fighting.

It was in this kind of life that he discovered he no longer knew what his hopes and dreams were.

Unable to depict their own future, they can only deceive themselves, but still cannot fill the emptiness.

Struggling in the clutches of the dragon, desperately seeking an opportunity.

It seems I won't make any wrong choices this time, and my wishes are clear.

That means defeating the evil dragon before you; there's no need to think about anything else.

Siegfried was fully immersed in the battle, absorbing the surging emotions it brought.

“What a magnificent enemy. Dragon slayer, I must praise your valor.”

Manju let out an excited laugh, the loud sound even bringing a whistling wave that plowed the already shattered land once again.

For Manshu, this was indeed a rare and exhilarating experience, after all, an opponent like Siegfried is a rarity.

However, this one-on-one duel is about to be interrupted.

Frankenstein appeared nearby on the battlefield at some unknown time, though it was unclear how she had broken through his lightning barrier.

But now that she's here, there's no need to elaborate on the methods she'll use.

Manju instinctively raised his hand and used his dark magic to create a lightning spear, intending to throw it.

But Siegfried stopped Manshu's actions, and with another wound on his body, he was forced to cut the lightning spear in half.

Frankenstein also placed her warhammer on the ground, releasing her Noble Phantasm, which could only be used once.

Pale lightning cascaded down like a waterfall, striking the earth from the sky and then shooting back up to the sky.

"The fifth black one commands with a Command Spell."

Standing at a distance, Frankenstein's Master, Correspondent, forced back the tears in his eyes and forced himself to speak in a cold voice.

"Remove all restrictions, activate the Noble Phantasm 'Thunder Tree of Crucifixion', and defeat the Black Archer."

This is a Noble Phantasm that can only be used once at the cost of one's life, so there's no need to leave Command Seals behind.

All the Command Seals were used to enhance the power, tearing open the sky and concentrating immense magical energy into Frankenstein's warhammer.

"Blasted Tree!"

The lightning strike utterly ravaged the world and was about to engulf Manjushri, who was not far away. Siegfried seized the opportunity to tighten his grip on the holy sword.

Berserker's Noble Phantasm could not possibly kill the evil dragon before him, and Siegfried believed this more than anyone else.

Then we must rely on the sword in our hands and not let go of the opportunity that Berserker created with his life.

"The evil dragon will fall. The world is now at its twilight. I will bring you down—'Fantasy Greatsword: Balmung!'"

He once again fully activated the True 0 Ether within Sword 9, and enhanced the 8 Holy Swords in his hands to their ultimate potential. 2ˇ9」0〓5〃

The remaining power of the Command Seal was poured into the sword, determined to defeat the evil dragon before him.

With only one's own beliefs, one exerts all one's strength and all one's abilities.

The powerful sword energy shot straight into the sky, slicing away all the remaining clouds.

Not only was their own magic power being used, but even the Master's flowing magic power was being fully extracted.

Gold collapsed to his knees in agony, the relentless burning sensation rendering him speechless, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Siegfried was also enduring the terrifying burning sensation of this massive surge of magic; blood even burst from his face and gushed from his wounds, bathing him in blood.