The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

As a 4-defense treasure that is always activated, the two Aegis are naturally very useful.

[According to personal characteristics, you can obtain inherent skill divinity: A]

[Since you are marked by the great god Odin, you gain the skill Great God's Enemy: C]

This skill is possessed by those who are against God. In order to show the power possessed by the enemy of God, it gives oneself the ability to special attack against divinity, but at the same time, one can also special attack against divinity.

[You defeated the unborn beast of disaster and usurped the skill to manifest alone: E]

A skill that can appear independently in the real world. Although it cannot use this power normally due to its own reasons, it still has the effect of canceling instant death attacks and not relying on the master's magic supply.

[Please choose to enter the next Holy Grail War after you are well prepared]

After the last line of words fell on the brown page, the power in Manshu's body surged again, but not all of it was lost. The power itself was retained in his body.

The skill that appeared alone seemed to have saved something for Manshu, allowing him to regain full strength without feeling weak.

As soon as Manshu stretched out his hand, a shield and mead appeared in his hand, and the shield automatically turned into armor and was worn by Manshu.

It was a silver-white armor that was full of sci-fi feeling. It looked quite good. At least Manshu took a quick look at it and nodded with satisfaction.

As for the honey wine in his hand, Manshu first held it to his nose and sniffed it twice.

In the hands of Queen Maeve, this wine is used to capture men. If a man cannot resist the charm of the queen, he will be unable to help but drink the mead and become the queen's captive.

Of course, Manshu probably couldn't use it this way. He just smelled the aroma of the wine, which was quite good, so he poured the wine in the cup into his mouth and tasted it carefully.

It is indeed a fine wine that can be transformed into a treasure, and it is indeed a honey wine that can seduce people and conquer warriors.

Manshu was quite satisfied with this thing, so he put it away carefully. Then he got used to the heart of the mountain of Tezcatlipoca and used the power of this Aztec god.

After becoming familiar with and using them all, Manshu took the mead in his hand, put on his armor, and put away the pages in front of him.

"Let's start the next Holy Grail War. It's time to deal with Odin ahead and an unknown Venus goddess."⑸

The transparent circle of light appeared in front of him as usual, and Manshu just smiled and took a step forward.

The feeling of weightlessness has made people accustomed to it, but the fact that they lost consciousness directly still makes people feel a little dissatisfied.

……

In the western part of the continental United States, there is a city located slightly north of Las Vegas.

The city is surrounded by a wonderful balance: in the north there is a vast valley reminiscent of the Grand Canyon, in the west there is a deep forest that is inconsistent with the dry area, in the east there is a vast lake area, and in the south there is a vast desert area.

This can be said to be an emerging city that strikes a balance between nature and man-made products and looks to the future.

Although such rapid and vigorous development is possible in this land, it is also worthy of suspicion.

This city itself was planned and built sixty years ago for the Holy Grail War.

It was not until a few days ago that the mastermind behind all this took the initiative to warn and publicize to the magicians.

And only from that day, from that moment, the feast of humans and heroic spirits dancing on the stage of the false Holy Grail began.

The ritual of summoning servants will occur in double digits several times in succession in his own city, for a total of thirteen servant summons. The real and false Holy Grail Wars are mixed together to form this Holy Grail War.

And in a building in this city, in the police station of this city called Snowfield, Orlando Revi, the city's police chief, had just drawn a magic circle for summoning.

As he was cooperating with the mastermind behind this Holy Grail War, he was naturally fully prepared and was skillfully performing the ritual of summoning servants.

The summoning spell came out of his mouth easily, and the violent magic that was ravaging his body could not change his expression too much.

"You wear the Seven Heavens of the Three Great Word Spirits, the Wheel of Self-Restraint, and appear, Guardian of Libra!"

The words of the proclamation stirred up a strong wind, and the intricately woven magic circle emitted a dazzling light, materializing the miracle in an instant.

As the storm gradually subsided into a gentle breeze, the blinding light faded into a hazy mist.

The man in silver armor walked out under Orlando Revi's expectant gaze.

If you ignore the wine glass in the man's hand, at first glance you would definitely think he is a powerful warrior.

Such gorgeous armor filled with magic and majesty, and the aura overflowing from head to toe.

Orlando, in uniform, ignored the incongruity and just found it a little strange.

He used a holy relic to perform the summoning, and the person designated by the holy relic should be the French writer Alexandre Dumas.

But before Orlando could say anything, Manshu stepped out of the summoning magic circle and raised the wine glass in his hand.

"If you intend to rely on my glory to pursue the thing called the Holy Grail, then you must first show your faith and drink the honey in my cup."

The servant in front of him is of unknown identity, and the mead in the cup is also something uncertain. Are you trying to test your courage?

Orlando didn't think too much about the matter and his reaction was quite cold.

"no problem."

Without any hesitation, he walked forward, took the mead and drank it.

This wonderful mead was swallowed into his stomach, but he did not show any enjoyment or excitement, but continued to look at Manshu calmly.

"Is this okay?"

"Be prepared to hold the Holy Grail, for I have promised it to you."

Manshu took back the wine glass and made the contract and promise together.

Chapter 2 Beginning

"What? This is the first time I've seen someone look at me like this. This is quite interesting."

After hearing the promise made by Mansu, Orlando did not feel any joy, and his expression did not even change much.

This did surprise Manshu. Regardless of whether he was a Master pursuing the Holy Grail or not, this shouldn't have been the reaction.

The ignorant should pay homage, and the knowledgeable should be ecstatic. In any case, they should not remain unresponsive.

"No, I am quite happy about this, but I am a little confused. The relic I chose should be dedicated to the French writer named Alexandre Dumas.

But judging from my rationality, it is probably difficult for a novelist to dress and look like you, so I have some doubts in my heart. 0"

Orlando shook his head and spoke directly to his inner thoughts.

He had already formulated the strategy for this aesthetic war before everything began, and had also prepared the servants to be summoned for this purpose.

Although the servant in front of him does not look like a weak servant, such an unexpected incident is still embarrassing.

"Tsk, what an unreasonable guy. He is so rude for such a reason. If it weren't for your belief that is acceptable to the eye, this is an unforgivable sin."

Manshu was stunned for a moment, then made a disdainful sound, turned his back to Orlando, and walked forward to the desk in the room.

"I have seen what you are asking for. Although my job is not to create heroes, such a small thing is something that can be accomplished with just a stretch of my hand.

Just open your eyes and watch carefully. The power of the gods lingers in my hands. It takes no more effort for me to shape what you need than to pick up a strand of hair. "

As Manshu said this, he reached out and picked up a pencil from the desk.

"Hear me, Queen of the Gods, a thousand daughters of Zeus, roaring Titan, holy archer, I ask for your power to sow disease and pain as arrows from your golden bow."

Manshu praised Artemis, raised the pencil in his hand and threw it towards Orlando behind him.

Orlando saw with his own eyes that Mansu picked up a pencil from the desk, recited some words, and threw it in front of him.

The pencil had turned into a golden arrow, and the smell of curse was emanating from the arrow head. The light just falling in front of Orlando made him feel suffocated.

He didn't even have the strength to reach out and pick up the arrow in front of him. He was just feeling the breath. Every cell in his body was screaming with fear and wanted to get away.

"I was stupid. I felt disappointed without knowing the situation. I hope you can forgive me for this mistake."

Orlando② did not hesitate and immediately expressed his apology.

However, although this is not a mistake, it is actually just a subconscious psychological activity at the first moment.

They should be able to react after a while of calming down. Although Orlando does not intend to rely entirely on the power of his servants, he will still give them due respect and try his best to satisfy them.

"Although it's a boring choice, at least it's in line with the rules and there won't be any mistakes, so the contract won't be changed."

Manshu turned around and raised his finger, and the golden arrow that was thrown over and fell to the ground automatically returned to Manshu's hand.

"Come, goddess of salvation. The world loves you, and you also love the world. Please grant us the beautiful fruits of the earth, charming peace, and precious health."

Mansu turned the golden arrow in his hand, which carried disease and pain, into the beautiful fruit. After he finished speaking, he placed the fruit on the desk.

Then he looked at Orlando and said, "Let me tell you first, so that you will not make mistakes due to your own desires and shallow ignorance."

“These eyes once carried the wisdom of the King of the Gods. Even though they have now been replaced by the flames of the sun, their power has not faded.

I can see clearly what you want, and there is nothing you can hide from me about your thoughts, since you do not intend to rely on my strength, but seek victory through the hands of humans.

This is quite interesting, so I allow you to do some interesting experiments.

But if you can't complete it, I will not be lenient at all, and I will destroy you without deviation in the last days.

If it is useless, then it is not worth it for me to just raise my finger and let you escape from the punishment.

Manshu planned to make everything clear to the master in front of him.

After all, this sheriff was different from the ones he had met before. Although he participated in the Holy Grail War, he was not walking on the fundamental path of the Holy Grail War.

And they are not people with weak wills or no clear ideas and paths, but people with firm beliefs who are walking on the path they believe in.

If you can't explain clearly and cause any misunderstanding, it will be a bit troublesome.

After all, there are still many threatening factors in this Holy Grail War. There are many strong players among the followers who participate in the Holy Grail War.

Hercules, Enkidu, Gilgamesh, the Pale Knight... all are extremely threatening characters.

Not to mention Odin, who was waiting for an opportunity to take him to Valhalla, and the goddess Venus who was working with Odin.

All of Manshu's actions are based on the premise of being able to win and without any risk.

After all, his goal is to complete the Holy Grail War and gain new life.

And only after that can one satisfy one's greedy desires and fill one's demands.

"That's correct. If my actions fail and I fail because of the truth I firmly believe in, I'm afraid you don't need to punish me."

Orlando said firmly, although his attitude did not seem very enthusiastic, but rather had a cold feeling, but his voice was quite powerful.

"Then just do what you plan to do, bring the things you have prepared to me, and I will provide a little help so that the theater you have booked can be performed smoothly in front of me.

After all, if everything ends too quickly, it will be meaningless. I don't want to tear the sun apart so quickly and destroy everything in this world."

Manshu did not continue to stand in front, but turned over the desk and sat on the chair with a comfortable smile.

Everything Manshu said was not false talk. Once he was ready, he would make it all come true.

On the night when the sun was shot down, the almighty god who commanded the night crowd and the realm of the demons, naturally wanted to destroy the entire world.

At that moment, Mercury and Venus will perish together, and this is the purpose of all this.

"That sounds like a really horrible thing. I don't think you're joking... But I won't fail, so I won't let this happen."

Orlando said unyieldingly, pressing the switch next to him and sending out a notification.

"I'm definitely looking forward to it, but I also need to be prepared so that I don't end up being helpless when something unexpected happens.

Even an omnipotent god will also face failure. Even after seeing the future clearly, he still cannot end his fate. Although I am not worried about this, I always have to determine victory at the beginning. "

Manshu habitually supported his head with his hands and leaned against the back of the chair. Although the feeling brought by the office chair was a little worse, his condition did not weaken at all.

He said it quite easily, "It's just an explanation. Everything is of course based on victory."

After Orlando pressed the button, the police officers who were waiting in the room next door immediately opened the door and walked into the room in two neat lines.

This is a group of 28 police officers, with men and women mixed randomly, wearing black police uniforms, with handcuffs and pistols on their waists, marking their badges as symbols of power.

The expressions on each of their faces were extremely serious, and coupled with the strict uniforms that gave a sense of oppression, they stood in two rows around the room, looking very imposing.

"It is indeed still usable. At least it won't pollute the eyes."

Manshu did not make any unnecessary movements, but just opened his eyes that were filled with the breath of the sun.

This was the method he was accustomed to using, allowing a divinity-filled and wild pressure to fall on the people in front of him.

However, even though these police officers looked pale, they insisted on standing upright and showing their courage.

So Manshu laughed in appreciation, raised his hand, and poured out his blessing and power forward.

"Hercules, fearless heart, brave Titan, your hands are like iron, unconquerable, heroic battles are glorious..."

Since we are giving blessings to the heroes, there couldn't be a more appropriate song than this. Of course, this is not the only one that comes down.

After the song ended, Manshu turned his attention back to Orlando.

"But if you want these guys to become warriors like Hercules, it will still take a long time, and you need to prepare the land and venue for me."