The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Therefore, this is a foolish act, and it deserves to be destroyed. IV.

Manju raised the demonic sword in his hand, channeling the power he had received from the sacrifice into it. (8)

"Ruler of the skies and of war, God of War born of Mars, I seek from you the knowledge of the runes of victory, that your single hand may protect my triumph."

Manju cried out to Tyr, seeking the runes of victory that the Valkyrie had once bestowed upon Sigurd.

The runes fell naturally, entering the hilt and etching themselves onto the blade and edge. ⑨

Then Manjusqueak called out Tyr's name several more times, praising his courage and bravery.

Once, to lure Fenrir into accepting Gleipnir's chains, Tyr willingly placed his hand in the wolf's mouth as a guarantee. 5.

For this, he lost a hand, but his courage and bravery were praised by the world, which led to Tyr being revered as a supreme god among warriors.

At the same time, Tyr, the god of war, has a single hand that symbolizes that victory can only fall to one side, and not both sides can win.

After the runes of victory were cast and engraved, Manju took out the primordial runes in his hand to enhance his strength and strengthen his weapon.

Then, with a swing of the magic sword in his hand, the barrier was easily shattered, and the roaring flames were already ravaging this magical fortress that served as a temple.

After being strengthened several times, the flames became so fierce that they inspired fear.

Paracelsus was thus cornered on his own turf.

The unleashed powerful magic was sliced ​​apart as easily as a regular magic bullet, and even shields capable of defending against regular Servants were melted away effortlessly.

Then there is only one choice left: Paracelsus drew the magic sword from his waist.

"Berserker, I'm not going to just stick my neck out for you to cut off. Let me witness the starlight that belongs to the ancient gods."

Paracelsus gripped the magic sword in his left hand and, while speaking, completed the preparations for releasing his true name.

A faint halo emanated from the demonic sword. At the same time, Paracelsus's magic circuits and magic crests connected with his Noble Phantasm, and the magic circle set up on this land also shone, enhancing the power of the demonic sword in his hand.

Within a magician's own domain, what can be maximized is not only the power of magic, but also the Noble Phantasm in his hands that can determine victory.

As the ruler of the five elements, Paracelsus raised his magic sword high. The crystals of the five elements—earth, water, wind, fire, and space—rose into the sky together.

All five elements rely on the ritual contained within the sword to simulate the true ether of the divine world.

"Guided by the true ether, the Philosopher's Stone activates, converges—illuminates, begins! The Elementalist's Sword of Paracelsus!"

Finally, amidst the cry of true name liberation, the accumulated high-density simulation was released, generating a destructive light that swept across the surroundings.

(9) The etheric light that swept across the surroundings transformed into a torrent, illuminating the dark forest.

The demonic sword, now fully unleashed, temporarily displayed power comparable to a castle-destroying Noble Phantasm.

"Is this your glory? Although it's much brighter than last time, it's still not enough! Not enough! Far from enough!"

2 Manjushri shouted, raising his magic sword in response. The light of victory shone on the sword, displaying Tyr's divine power.

(iv) "I offer the first of the spoils to Tyr, to appease the god of war with the blood of those before me, and the great son of Odin will share in the glory of victory with me."

Three. Amidst this shout, Manshu's demonic sword tore through the light in front of him, light tearing light apart.

The arc of light drawn by Umbrella Balmong brilliantly severed the light released by Paracelsus, and the unstoppable magic was annihilated.

0 "The glory of the gods is just as beautiful."

Paracelsus exclaimed with joy, realizing that the high-density magic power accumulated in the Philosopher's Stone crystal that formed the blade of the elemental sword in his hand was merely a side effect.

The true power of this sword lies in the ability of a spiritual computing device, supposedly composed of photon crystals that could not possibly exist in the human world.

That would bring massive parallel computing power, unlocking the mystique of large-scale ritual magic levels.

It can analyze the nature of the magic released by the enemy and find countermeasures, thereby eroding their power and taking it for itself. It is an irresistible force of plunder.

"Berserker, the light of Tyr, I will accept it."

Even the radiance emanating from the ancient gods must be absorbed and devoured.

This enforced technique imitates the miracles of great scholars who were once hailed as omnipotent, and is also the ultimate trump card capable of overcoming the strong with the weak.

“Caster, your shallow wisdom has not only blinded you to the beasts, but also consumed you by the arrogance in your heart, to the point of being so arrogant.”

Do you think you can take away the glory in my hands and claim the gods who walk with me as your own?

You've degenerated into a beast's lackey, and now you've become a complete clown in the theater, performing a laughable farce!

Manju didn't care at all about the light of the magic sword's calculation and absorption. He simply swung the sword again, and all the elemental crystals in front of the magician were shattered.

The demonic sword, which served as a treasure, and the left hand that held it also vanished without a trace.

Tyr's divine light continued to roar and surge, easily shattering and destroying the grand magic that had been analyzed.

Only then did the starlight of the holy sword cleave through the air, attempting to save the magician who had been engulfed by divine light.

But it was too late. The magician's hair, skin, and clothes were charred, and only the remaining flesh was slowly decaying.

"Why would a noble knight suddenly interfere in someone else's battle? Have you figured out what you intend to do? Or are you still lost and have even abandoned the code of chivalry?"

Manju stopped looking at the magician and instead gave a mocking look at the silver-clad knight who had rushed out from the side. 8

“My Master and Caster have formed a cooperative relationship; how could rescuing my ally be against the rules?” 4

The Knight King shook his head and, without hesitation, drew his golden holy sword.

"But it seems you're not so keen on it, arriving too late. Or perhaps your Master has a chance to save this magician?"

Manju replied with a light laugh, raising the demonic sword in her hand as she spoke. (Ling)

"But it doesn't matter. One, two, or even three, it's not a problem. Before you try to save Caster, let's see if you're capable of surviving me."⁵

Manshu finished speaking and disappeared from the spot. Tyr's runes were still in effect, only slightly weaker after the victory.

But that was enough; the surging roar brought with it a scene of monstrous devastation.

Incredible brute force instantly suppressed the sword-wielding knight king, and the starlight still appeared dim under the divine light.

"In my opinion, it's far from enough, Saber. Or are there still some tricks you haven't used yet? Go all out and fight to the death, or be prepared to die here."

The roar only grew more intense, and the primordial runes were unleashed one by one to amplify their power and unleash terrifying flames.

Tyr's divine power was also fully unleashed, giving the Eternal Warriors even more courage and strength, allowing them to continuously improve without fear.

A defending knight king soon found himself in the same situation as the previous night, only to be met with a violent golden beam of magic that shot down from the sky the next moment.

It was a light that shouldn't appear in the dead of night, a light as bright as the sun, the dark sky seemingly burned away by the torrent of light.

The brilliance and heat made even the moonlight completely dim, and the almost violent dazzling light emanated from the ship flying high in the distant sky.

Golden magical light fell from the sky again and again, crashing directly into the black forest and devouring the trees of this land.

"Haha! When the King of Kings descends, we should show the proper attitude!"

"By witnessing my divine light, you know that your time to leave this world is not far off!"

At the bow of the ship soaring through the sky stood a man with black hair.

The man stretched out his arms wide, looking down upon all things from his highest position, casting light, heat, and death upon the ground as equal to the sun.

"As expected, a third one has come. But that's alright. Since the sun has descended into the night, let's create a storm to block out the sun!"

The intense rain of light locked onto Manjus, and the flashes it cast were a pure force intent on annihilation.

But Manju showed no fear or tension whatsoever. He simply let out a joyful laugh, brandishing his magic sword and launching a counterattack against the sun ship sailing through the sky.

"Odin, the master of storms, the omnipotent god, bring me a storm that can blot out the sun, just as I have said!"

In his excitement, Manshu sought only power, and indeed, the storm arrived with the sound.

Chapter Thirteen: Raging Anger

The king, who was traveling on the sun boat, had just begun to scatter laughter.

A venomous serpent of light, emerging from the raging sun, is ravaging this coniferous forest.

But at that very moment, a howling storm rose in the sky.

The sun, having burned away the night, is then met with a fierce storm.

The light pierced the gale, breaking it apart and scorching it, but it was all in vain.

The collapse of the wind only brought more wind, and in that wind was the roar of thunder and the abundant moisture brought by the impending downpour.

The scorching sun couldn't swallow up the storm that appeared in the sky; instead, it looked as if a solar eclipse was about to occur, with the storm seemingly covering it from the opposite direction.

"Haha! There are actually Servants who dare to resist my divine light, but how can a storm obscure the sun? You are all destined to be burned to ashes under my divine light!"

The king who was on his way was only briefly taken aback before continuing to project his powerful, destructive magic.

A brilliant burst of scorching light erupted from the solar ship, like the midday sun, projecting an intensely hot and irresistible torrent.

"It is truly a glorious and dazzling sun, and I once held its radiant light."

But it's all in vain; even the sun will be obscured before the storm of the Almighty, just as a dust storm once blocked the Nile, and Set tore Osiris apart!

Although most people may perceive Osiris as the god of the underworld.

But in reality, Osiris is everything; he is moisture, the master of all things in the light, omnipresent, and the sun that renews and changes with the seasons.

Manjushri mentioned that this was used to construct a ritual to engulf the sun, although it was not a dust storm but a thunderstorm, and the one in the sky was not Osiris but Ra's ship.

At least it can be used to correspond to the relationship, and the power of the storm in the sky is also constantly increasing. When Manshu's voice fell, it expanded instantly, causing the storm to officially fall.

The howling wind shattered the sunlight, and the temperature dropped to freezing point under its fierce blowing.

The raindrops falling during the storm eventually extinguished even the sunlight that could penetrate the gale.

The deafening roar of thunder echoed through the dark clouds, gathering power to tear the night apart and threatening to strike the sun down from the sky.

"Will you continue to hover high in the sky and cast sunlight down, Rider? If you continue forward, what you will face is not only the storm that once split the river, but also the great serpent that is prophesied to swallow the sun and plunge the world into darkness, which will leap from the ground."

However, it wouldn't be Apophis that leaps up; it would be the mortal serpent Jormungandr, or perhaps the giant wolf Skul who chases the sun.

"A hero capable of halting the sun's rotation...that's intriguing. Hmm? That aura...is it that of a pharaoh from another era?"

Only then did the king in the high heavens notice something amiss, sensing the same aura of the sun emanating from him in the dark forest below.

Since he carries the aura of the sun, and for Rider Osmandis, a being of the sun cannot be anything other than a pharaoh, then the one below must also be a pharaoh.

"I never expected to meet other pharaohs in this era. No wonder they were able to reenact the myths. Only another sun could attempt to extinguish the light of one sun."

The King of Radiance, standing in the air, revealed a knowing expression, but he should do even more and further unleash his dazzling brilliance.

"Although I would like to say that it is not only the Pharaoh who possesses the aura of the sun, I cannot deny that it was indeed the glorious gods who bestowed upon me the power of the sun."