The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"I understand, I will give it a try."

Paracelsus simply nodded in response and then disappeared from the room.

"Brave warrior, please stop! Your intrusion into our territory is a blatant declaration of war. Continuing forward will only lead to conflict and battle."

In the forest engulfed in flames, a figure dressed in white appeared before Manshu and calmly dissuaded him.

"A warrior will not fear battle, nor will he hesitate because of it. Let's not say these things to make people laugh."

Manju said without any politeness, and the dragon's fire grazed past Paracelsus, plowing a furrow in the ground to his left.

"Besides, this is the punishment you deserve. Do you think sneaky people can expect to be treated fairly? You might as well learn from flies or mosquitoes and let someone swat you to death."

"Then what exactly would satisfy you?"

Paracelsus said with a smile.

"Shut up, then use your magic to attack me. If you can satisfy me, I will forgive you!"

"This is a problem that sounds simple, so I invite you to experience firsthand the power of the Five Elements Magic!"

Paracelsus didn't stand on ceremony any longer. The spirits of the five elements appeared beside him, and he smiled as he drew the magic sword from his left hand, emanating an aura of killing intent from the magician.

"That's the right choice, Magician. Now let's see if you're worthy of living."

The ferocious dragon revealed its smile, shattering the ground beneath its feet and brandishing its fangs and claws.

Chapter Five: Storms

The raging fire swept across the surrounding land, and the tongues of fire spewed from the demonic sword that had transformed into a dragon were burning fiercely, turning the place into a sea of ​​fire.

The lush trees were burned to ashes in less than a second or two.

The magician facing the flames uttered a single syllable, instantly extinguishing the fire and cooling the air thick with magical fire.

The heat control and high-speed chanting combined the four major attributes into a grand magic spell, which was activated almost in a single syllable. Clearly, he was not a magician from the Age of Gods, yet he was able to accomplish this feat.

The sheer amount of light alone is enough to inspire admiration; this must be an extraordinary magician.

However, if it is only this level, it is still far from enough to satisfy people.

The cooled air was easily parted, and the approaching magic was shredded by the sharp blade.

Manju moved forward with lightning speed, and the man-eating demonic sword immediately fell, attacking with a horizontal slash.

The defensive barrier that was scheduled to activate appeared above the magician's head, and the magic circle formed a dense physical defense.

However, the defensive barrier was cut open along with the ground where the magician was standing, and Paracelsus's figure shattered in an instant, but it was not a real object, but an illusion.

"Such agility doesn't seem like that of a magician specializing in research. Interesting."

Manjusaka was not discouraged; instead, he showed a pleased expression. (9)

"The stars in the sky (Macro os)" 4

The voice came from high above, and Paracelsus had appeared in the air without anyone noticing.

In an instant, with each syllable uttered, a five-colored radiance, shifting between light and shadow, was activated. Hiss.

The four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, along with the five attributes of ether, formed a fivefold magical light, which was bombarded down from the sky by an immense force of super-weight and super-speed kinetic energy. (3)

"They went to a higher place, but choosing to reach the sky was a foolish move." 5

"Haven't you seen the dark clouds in the sky? Listen carefully to the thunder rumbling from within them; that's the sound of Thor's chariot wheels. The bronze chariot will soon gallop across the sky!" Lu

Manjushri proclaimed loudly, and Paracelsus looked up to see that the previously calm and clear night sky had been clouded over. ④

"Is this some kind of magic called Word Magic? I can definitely feel the movement of magical energy. Truly worthy of being magic from the Age of Gods; it can so easily alter nature."

Paracelsus, the magician, was astonished by this sight, but he could only see the flowing magic forming the dark clouds in the sky; he couldn't discern any other underlying principles.

Then came the sound of thunder, but not from the dark clouds; it rose from the ground. 4

The thunderous roar was the sound of rolling wheels; Manju rode a brass chariot, with two goats galloping before it.

The two goats, treading on sparks, soared into the sky, charging straight towards Paracelsus, who was performing magic while standing atop the heavens.

Paracelsus's magic, which had just been used to manipulate the five elements, was shattered by the thunder, as if it had been cut in half.

And then, the howling demonic sword would descend, cleaving the white-clad sorcerer in two, just like the magic itself.

"Aqua"

It was still just a chant of a single syllable, and elemental crystals the size of a human being were guided to appear.

Its element is water; it is dazzling and brilliant like a gemstone, and its quality increases as it continuously absorbs moisture from the atmosphere.

In an instant, the elemental crystals pressed down on Manshu, who was rushing towards him from above.

Although magical beings do not need to obtain energy from oxygen, and Servants are not strictly speaking living beings, they still need to breathe, just like terrestrial endoskeleton creatures.

Despite having a tolerance for breathing far exceeding that of ordinary people, if one falls into suffocation, the magical circulation will be blocked, leading to exhaustion.

"What a nuisance! Continuing to use this limp water will only lead you to your death, Caster!"

The demonic sword, burning with black flames, struck the elemental crystal directly, shaking the surface barrier of the elemental crystal. Then, the two goats crashed into it, shattering the water elemental crystal.

The surging waves scattered through the air above the Black Forest, easily tearing apart the barrier that was as strong as a durable Servant.

Paracelsus quickly adjusted the shape of the crystal, turning the shattered water crystal back into a water mass, which then rapidly changed to a size of several meters, enveloping Manju.

Following this, it casually launched its own attack, causing an instantaneous freeze inside.

That is enough to stop the molecular movement of all cells, bringing about a full-scale, inescapable attack of death.

But within this water, which was sealed like an ice coffin, raging flames burned with the sound of explosions, and the overflowing flames even reached Paracelsus's front.

"What a powerful dragon."

Paracelsus was also able to make his own judgment: what he was facing was undoubtedly a dragon walking on the ground.

The howling flames could burn even the coldest winter ice, turning dazzling magic into meaningless flames. Apart from such a high level of fantasy, it's hard to offer any other choice.

"These magic tricks are not satisfying at all. They can't even satisfy a wolf, let alone feed me."

Even if you can't unleash flames that will consume me, or a torrent that will suffocate me, at least let me smell a magnificent sight!

Manjus didn't rush forward, but continued speaking to Paracelsus.

"This is indeed a difficult problem. I have already exhausted all my strength in magic, so I can only satisfy you with my Noble Phantasm."

Paracelsus gripped the sword Azoth in his hand.

A faint halo emanated from the Target Demon Sword, and light patterns raced across Paracelsus's skin, the intense magical movement bringing a feeling of pain.

"Whoosh! Let me show you my light! The elementalist's magic sword, Sword of Paracelsus!!"

Although not perfectly prepared, this demonic sword could not display its full power and could not exert the power of an anti-city Noble Phantasm, but it was still a genuine A+ anti-army Noble Phantasm.

The magic power condensed, condensed, condensed, and the elemental crystals swirled around the magic sword.

The magic emanating from the land formed an etheric torrent that pierced through the darkness, instantly illuminating the sky.

This is the light that Paracelsus possesses, a magical power that transforms the many elements he controls into the form of light.

(4) "The booming thunder is the rolling wheels of a chariot, and the thunderclouds contain eternally blazing lightning, the divine power of the great god Thor, and the warhammer that intimidates the frost giants."

The Siena, as the shatterer's warhammer, is a symbol of thunder, and within the thunderclouds, the divine thunder that destroys all things surges.

Lightning, powerful enough to shatter everything, fell from the sky, clearing the way for the charging chariots.

This lightning is different from ordinary lightning strikes; its essence is divine lightning that causes fundamental damage to matter and spiritual particles.

Paracelsus continuously radiates magic with his magic sword, using powerful magical light to block the lightning.

Then the magician quickly mobilized the elemental spirits floating in the air, and the four large elements immediately formed a powerful magic spell.

Extremely high temperature flames, extreme vacuum, diamond blocks, and high-pressure water masses contain mysterious physical attacks that even Servants with extremely high levels of magic resistance cannot withstand.

"That's certainly interesting, but it's still not enough. The great god's lightning has only been shown in a fraction of its power, and the thunder that shatters everything has only descended once, and you are already facing defeat, Caster!"

The sparks kicked up by the chariot formed a road leading to the sky, and the demonic sword, floating with the fire of the evil dragon, slashed through the air, tearing apart the brilliance of magic.

The brass chariot finally succumbed and disintegrated, dissipating into the aftershocks of magic. Manju fell from the sky, crushing the charcoal beneath his feet, and planted the magic sword in front of him.

Caster Paracelsus, dressed in a pristine white robe, lay on the ground, his right arm severed, or rather, shattered.

The four elemental beings that followed him were all shattered and destroyed in one fell swoop, but because of this, the sword only hit his right hand that was holding the Noble Phantasm, and did not directly destroy Paracelsus's spirit origin.

"We've exhausted all the means we can use. If that still can't quell your anger, then I'll have no choice but to continue using my light to stop you."

Paracelsus stood up, leaning against a tree that hadn't been affected by the commotion. He now held the demonic sword in his left hand and swung it in a very naive manner.

An indescribable murderous aura and eerie deathly presence still lingered here, giving one the ferocity of a carnivorous beast.

"What an interesting fellow. That alone is enough to forgive your Master for the mistake you made. Master of this house, you are lucky that you haven't fallen into Hela's world yet."

4 Manshu chuckled, waved his hand, and put away his demon sword.

"Tonight's prologue was rather interesting. It's a real shame you went to follow that evil dragon. Just for the sake of this one night, I still advise you to open your eyes wide and see clearly, and not to become a demon by indulging in the pleasures of depravity."

After finishing speaking, He Manshu ignored Paracelsus's reaction and continued shouting at the dark clouds that had not yet dissipated in the sky.

See “Thor the Charioteer, great god of blessings, I still need your brass chariot to take me to the top of the trees in the sky.”

5. Finally, a clap of thunder sounded from the dark clouds, and the brass chariot pulled by two goats reappeared from the ground.

Lu Manshu climbed onto the chariot, and the two goats set off, driving away from the forest belonging to Linglong Pavilion.

(iv) "Boy, stretch out your hand."

The galloping brass chariot crashed through the fence at the edge of the Linglong Pavilion. Manshu, standing on the chariot, stretched out his hand and shouted loudly to Laiye Xun in front of him.

Seeing the sight of two goats pulling a brass chariot, and the dazzling colors of the previous night, was something that could be considered to be on the same level as what Tatsumi Kurino saw.

Laiye Xun subconsciously followed the words and reached out his hand, only to be pulled onto the brass carriage by Manshu. Then the brass carriage rose from the ground and flew into the sea of ​​clouds in the sky.

"Your courage is quite impressive; that's something I'm satisfied with."

Manshu patted Laiye Xun on the shoulder and laughed loudly, while his other hand held the reins of the chariot to control its direction.

"Take this and let's get on with what we've planned to do tonight."

With a wave of his hand, Manshu threw out a spear and a rope, which landed on the floor of the chariot and rolled to Laiye Xun's feet.

"The weather is changing; the thunderclouds summoned by magic are about to become a real storm."

Where are we going now?