The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

In front of Orlando's eyes, the power filled in his own body and the twenty-eight police officers almost filled the entire room.

There was no doubt that Manshu had shown him everything he needed.

"Of course, if you have any other needs, please feel free to ask. As long as it's within my ability, it's fine."

Orlando said quickly.

All Manshu needs is to build a position and something to exercise power, and then he needs to wait until the servants are summoned.

It didn't take too long, and the first battle of this Holy Grail War began after the summoning of a certain Servant was completed.

Two groups of exaggerated magic that was enough to make everyone in the entire city notice it appeared in the vast desert south of this city.

Chapter 3 Rage

The story begins in a forest. In that deep forest, a figure turns into the wind that tears through the night forest.

It was just the instinct for survival that made him push the ground with all his strength, and let his body leap forward just to survive.

Until a bullet containing magic power shot down the wind, revealing its true form, which was a silver wolf.

“…It took me so much effort.”

A magician walked out of the forest and vented his anger on the silver wolf without any concealment.

He put the gun down, then stomped hard on the silver wolf's belly and poked the burning muzzle of the gun into the silver wolf's gunshot wound.

"Why do you think I forced you to be created? Why do you think I pushed the limits of the magic circuits? Why do you think I let you live until now?"

The silver wolf in front of him was a synthetic beast created by the magician in front of him, and it was also the catalyst he was going to use to summon servants.

In order to win the Holy Grail War, one must seek to summon a being that surpasses heroes.

To this end, the magician intends to summon a group of people who once became gods in Egypt, from a past more distant than the origin of the heroes.

But this silver wolf escaped from his workshop and even obtained the qualification of a master. A chain-like pattern appeared on the silver wolf's body, which was something called the Command Seal.

"That's enough. I have already prepared another backup. Now give me back the Command Seal and then die."

The magician's right hand stretched out towards the silver wolf's command seal, and the silver wolf also shouted out its strongest will at this moment.

It hopes to survive. This is its pure instinct and only hope.

And with this shout, the ceremony was completed in an instant. A dazzling flash of light penetrated the entire forest. The whirlwind that blew violently shook the surrounding trees, and overwhelming magic power descended here.

The man-made synthetic beast thus became one of the masters of this Holy Grail War. The magician had no room to resist the clay doll created by God.

However, the silver wolf had no desire to kill, so Enliuqi, a Level 2 Lancer, did not kill the wolf. He just used his eyes to scare it and made it flee automatically.

Then he took away the wounds that his Master had healed for him, and turned the entire forest into his domain, his kingdom.

Soon after, Enkidu sensed a nostalgic breath coming from the north. It was his former best friend, the one who had experienced many adventures with him and shared the joys and sorrows with him.

So he knelt on one knee in front of his Master, stroking Silver Wolf's cheek while touching the ground with his other hand.

"Master, I wish... that you would stay here for a while. The forest will protect you."

The rapidly growing lush branches and leaves hid their figures from the air, and the earth began to roll up a powerful torrent of magical power. The forest seemed to have its own will, creating a natural barrier with its own hands.

"I have to go. I could have gone to meet him here, but that would have killed the forest, and more importantly, I wouldn't have been able to protect you. Can you forgive me?"

The silver wolf whimpered softly, and Enkidu hugged it gently.

"Thank you, Master. I have a promise with you. As long as my life has not come to an end, I will come back to you."

Enkidu took his steps toward the earth, as humble as the breeze and as pious as the spring water.

Meanwhile, in the police station, Orlando, a little-known magician and police chief, also senses the stirrings in the south of town.

"I can sense countless subtle magical powers coming from the city. I'm afraid the magicians who sneaked in have released their familiars to the desert."

After listening to the report from his men, Orlando was silent for a few seconds and then stared out the window.

Just now, he received a report that all six servants had arrived.

However, he did not expect the situation to develop so quickly.

The first battle broke out without any clear intelligence.

This made him wonder whether it was Faldius or some bastard who was secretly pushing and planning the conspiracy.

However, facing this place even though it is far away from mountains and rivers, one can still feel the trembling power.

Even if something happens dozens of kilometers away, we should never just sit back and watch.

The vibration was enough to make his skin tingle and make him feel like alarm bells were ringing all over his body.

It was as if he had witnessed the largest tornado of its magnitude approaching the town when he was a child, and the feeling he had experienced was very similar to this.

Orlando suppressed the various emotions that surged from deep within his body and calmly announced to his subordinates:

"...Call all members of the execution team and inform them of the situation."

Although he believed that individual contact alone would be enough until a few minutes ago, he adjusted his perception after personally experiencing such a torrent of magical power.

"It's really not enough. Although I can suppress it, the panic still comes out from your voice (…qＵＮ：㈡『￠⑨￥∝4〈∮0：≮四⑶+珷㈥４)."

Behind Orlando, the seat that was supposed to be empty suddenly turned around.

I don't know when Manshu sat there and said to Orlando with a light laugh.

"This is indeed due to my lack of knowledge, but people also need to constantly experience and modify their knowledge in order to achieve success."

Orlando turned around and looked at Manshu, speaking word by word.

Although he was suppressing his emotions, he remained calm and had no extra comments on Manshu's behavior.

"But you are still perfecting your magic formation, and you actually have time to come visit me?"

Orlando was only asking about Manshu's ongoing work, and in the few minutes before his subordinates arrived, he was able to find out the progress of Manshu's work.

He felt a little bit of urgency. Before today, Orlando only thought of this Holy Grail War as a fight between magicians.

"Ah, is it because you are confined to your own field that you are so rigid and ignorant?"

Manshu responded by shaking his head and sighing, patted the armrest of the chair, sat up and spoke seriously.

“Such a trifle is too much.”＞群∶〉:Scar service period six 熘㈢〈⊥④［４∥“It’s just something that can be accomplished with just a wave of the hand, even if it’s victory in this Holy Grail War.

Are you afraid of the fluctuations of the magic power coming? Are you afraid of the huge torrent?

Then I should tell you that since you are afraid of that kind of thing, you should be more afraid of me and respect me."

Manshu pointed to the southern desert where the magical fluctuations were coming from and spoke loudly.

“But I know you won’t believe it, because you are a stubborn fool and find it difficult to believe in words.

So I will demonstrate it to you once more, so that you may know the glory and power that I possess, and how great the authority and majesty that I hold in my hands are.

If I cannot enlighten you and make you understand and comprehend after one or two times, then I will not waste my words on you, a fool. Just watch carefully. This is the last time.

After he finished speaking, Manshu's figure disappeared from the office chair where he was sitting.

Instead, there are stars streaking across the night sky, but they are not the blazing sun, but death without any warmth.

In the desert of Xueyuan City, the golden king standing in the sky and the hero in plain clothes standing on the ground were confronting each other on this land.

There were no extra words between them, they just searched for each other<§:汃“【儛7⑥∧～liu·＃三≡,⑷四~＞② and exchanged smiles before starting to act.

The hero king Gilgamesh raised the sword in his hand, which was the divine sword that once opened up the world.

"Sword of Creation, sing praises to your heart's content."

Gilgamesh spoke to the sword in his hand, and the sword responded by spinning and creating wind.

The swirling winds drew in the air, creating small tornadoes, which overlapped with each other to create even larger, twisted air.

All of this is gathered and compressed to create air that transcends physical boundaries, and then transformed into a force that can cut through everything.

Enkidu below responded with the same sound, he just opened his hands and smiled with relief.

Then it brought the pulse and surge of the earth, as if the planet itself was concentrating all its power in one place, and huge magic power flowed into the desert.

However, just as these two servants are about to display their pinnacle treasures, the two epic poems of creation will intersect and collide here.

The meteor that streaked out from the Snowfield City also landed here. Its falling figure brought with it a whistling cold wind, which rolled up the dust in the desert, and also brought with it the voices of sarcasm and mockery.

"It's really unexpected, Gilgamesh. Although I expected to see you in a state of embarrassment when we meet again, I didn't expect you to have completely fallen into the status of a running dog."

Manshu's sarcastic voice came out of his mouth mercilessly. With just one glance, he saw the abnormality of Gilgamesh who raised the sword of creation.

Because a certain skill that Manshu possessed was reminding him that the heroic king in front of him had already fallen into the arms of his enemy.

That was the skill of the enemy of the great god. The Hero King in front of him exuded an extremely strong aura belonging to Odin.

"I was wondering who had the audacity to interrupt my reunion with my old friend and barge in like that without knowing the consequences. It turned out to be you, a bastard."

The sword of Creation in Gilgamesh's hand immediately changed its target. His eyes widened, revealing a rage like red lotus.

"You despicable lackey of God, you thief who targeted my treasure, meet your death! Enuma Elish, the Star of the Creation of Heaven and Earth!"

Gilgamesh swung the sword of creation in his hand without any hesitation.

The pressure released from the sword crushes everything in the universe, bringing the power to turn the world upside down.

However, this falling blow could not shake the evening breeze blowing in the dark desert.

Chapter 4: Joining Forces

"You are still as arrogant and ignorant as ever. It seems that I didn't make you suffer enough last time, so you still dare to stand in front of me and speak nonsense, Gilgamesh!"

Facing Gilgamesh again, the only pleasure Mansu could gain from it was probably to stir up the other party's anger with contempt.

After all, the other party was once a loser, but his identity can still bring fun to people.

Even though the sword of creation wielded by Gilgamesh was tearing space apart, causing the world to crack.

The gravel ground cracked like clay, and the sky and clouds were easily torn apart.

The scene before my eyes was like a landscape painting drawn on paper that was blended in a blender, and the scenery of hell emerged here.

The slash eroded and distorted the stars in the sky, shattered the atmosphere and space in between, and tore apart the desert of sand below.

But the biting cold wind blowing from afar and wandering in the desert at night was not affected at all.

In the desert at night, there is probably no servant who can exert his power more easily than Manshu.

The whistling wind was an extension of his power, and the overflowing magic power turned the entire desert into his domain.

He exercised his privilege and grasped everything on the earth beneath his feet. Then he raised his hands and freed the divine armor he was wearing.

This armor should have been entrusted with the blessing from the goddess Athena. Although Mansu did not have the same blessing as Odysseus, the favor of other gods was indeed bestowed upon him in some way.

Even Odin's actions were not out of hatred. His intention to take Manshu to Valhalla could be considered a favor to some extent.

Although it may not be the same Yasidena, but presumably, Favor and Blessing can be used together, Thinking of this, Manshu activated the power of Aegis in his hand, and then opened his mouth to praise.

"Majestic Pallas, only daughter of great Zeus,

Dignified and kind goddess, you have a fearless and fighting heart!

It can be described and it cannot be described, great is your name. "

Manshu called upon Athena, letting her divine light fall on the Aegis in his hand to activate the annihilation form of this divine armor.

Although the process seemed a little incorrect, the final result was achieved smoothly. There was no need to even recite the sound of the liberation real name, the huge power had already been left behind to be released.

In this case, Manjusri continued to chant words of praise so that this power could be fully released.

"O warlike goddess, oh strong girl... you bring terror to the evil ones and leave reason to the good ones.

You are born male and female, warlike and wise... Born from Triton, you remove misfortune and bring victory! "

A light blue-green glow emanated from Aegis, and then the condensed magic power and divine power burst out together, transforming into a blue-green beam of light that bombarded Gilgamesh's fallen sword of creation.

The two mighty forces collided with each other, ravaging the entire heaven and earth, almost crushing the world to pieces.

9 The fierce and mighty collision of magical powers brought about a vibration that shook the entire earth and sky.

The Master of the Four Gilgamesh, Tini Circe, was in chaos in the northern valley. A large amount of magic power was drained from her body, and her magic circuits were creaking loudly.

㈧But her companion was right next to her, so she couldn't show a distorted expression and could only endure it.

2 It was just that Gilgamesh had severed the shared senses and telepathy between the Servant and the Master, so she couldn't understand what was happening at the scene.

⑷ She only knew that the Servant who was confronting the King of Heroes in the southern desert was at least an out-of-specification existence with the same power as the King of Heroes.