The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

"Well, but... I think it's better to come back first. If this were in a game, I would definitely be asked if I want to save the game."

"I feel the same way, and I'm sorry, but I don't want to move forward without being prepared."

Not only Flat, but also the Berserker, whose basic abilities as a Servant were greatly reduced due to his transformation into an ordinary person, could clearly feel it.

The smell was so thick that it was frightening, lingering at the entrance from the sterilization room to the ward.

"If it's just the dark magical mist that's spreading through the sterilization room and into the corridor, then the entrance to the ward I see before me feels like part of a giant waterfall. 雨HaＮ：8◆≯wu愁六?∝6３⒋⒋２"

The Berserker, who could not see so clearly, could also rely on the senses gained from his appearance as a killer whose true identity was unknown, and receive detailed warning notices.

The atmosphere in the ward was just like the one that wrapped around one's entire body when one was deep in the thick fog of London in the past. What lay behind this door was undoubtedly an extremely dense death.

……

"Master, what is the source of your magic power? Just maintaining the mud used as a sacrifice should not be enough for an ordinary magician."

Alcides asked Bazdilot.

"Are you worried that my magic power will run out?"

"Although I was unable to sense the bottom line of your magic power today, this is clearly magic power that exceeds what your magic circuits should have."

"It's simple because I used batteries."

As Bazdilot spoke, he reached into his arms and pulled out a ball about the size of a baseball.

Even though he didn't know what it was at first glance, Alcides let out a faint hum after realizing its true appearance.

The object that Bazdilot held in his right hand was a crystal that, although transparent, refracted light in a complex manner and was surrounded by a mysterious atmosphere.

Alcides was impressed by this unique crystal. It felt very similar to the magic crystals that the Greek witches of the past refined from the mana that filled the atmosphere.

If this is true, the large amount of magic power in Bazdilot's body should have been drawn from that magic crystal.

But if it is only this size, the magic power will probably be exhausted immediately.

"You don't have to worry about magic."

Bazdilot stood up from his seat with an expressionless face, as if to answer the servant who was full of doubts.

After continuing through the passage of the underground workshop, you arrive at an exceptionally spacious space.

It is much more spacious than the place where servants are summoned, and it is like a factory on the ground that has landed directly.

Then, there were countless strange mechanical devices connected to cylindrical tanks, and in the center of the area was a device constructed directly with modern machinery that gave off an atmosphere similar to that of a summoning circle.

And in one corner of the room, there is a shining hill that could be mistaken for the castle's protective barrier.

The transparent crystalline masses were piled up in the room like a mountain of gems.

"Those are just some of them."

Then, Bazdelot's men began to perform some kind of operation. The humanoid group floating in the tank turned into foam and disappeared. In its place, a baseball-sized magic crystal appeared on the central device.

"Would you like to have a gift?"

"After all, we have never lacked people who are enemies of our family. If you cannot accept the use of sacrifices, are you going to hang me on the spot?"

"It is but a trifle in the face of the greater cause of revenge against the tyrants of Olympus, even if my life is the sacrifice."

Alcides exuded black and red magic power, and uttered words of resentment towards the gods.

"After all, they didn't even offer souls as sacrifices... they just used the lives of their own people as firewood in their furnaces out of jealousy."

"With this amount, I can fight at full strength for half a day without any problem."

"How long will this last?"

"Are you not convinced? If you use the dark sun as your opponent, half a day's supply will not be enough."

"No, that's enough."

Bazdilot said as he spread out a map on the table.

After following several procedures to lift the concealment, several red spots appeared on the map of the area around the factory in the city.

"If that amount can only last for half a day..."

The points that emit red light are industrial heavy oil tanks and water storage tanks, as well as huge gas tanks in the shape of a hemisphere mounted on a rectangular cylinder.

"Combined with the amount we prepared this time, it should be enough for you to fight at full strength for several months."

"How many people have you sacrificed to these machines in the past to make such a large number of them?"

⑨Alcides realized that countless people were being sacrificed and said this out of irony.

"Nothing, just 24,976 people."

⒏ Bazdilot spoke without frowning.

(ii)

④In the basement of the thermal power plant in Xueyuan City, Harley, a black magician, is summoning the True Berserker.

㈢However, she who summoned the Berserker almost died here.

3. When she saw blood appearing in front of her blurry vision, she concluded that she was about to die.

Although she is an expert in healing magic, her magic power is almost exhausted due to the summoning of servants.

I just wonder...why did it turn out like this?

Clearly, all preparations had been made, and the summoning should have been successful, but the summoned berserker went crazy and rampaged before the contract was concluded.

For this reason, Harley took an attack from her own summoned servant, and the Berserker was still moving towards Harley's position.

The room was also filled with the sound of mechanical clicking or creaking, and the Berserker could hear this strange sound every time he took a step forward.

There was a bright and fiery light flashing in those eyes, and the moans that occasionally escaped were like the sound played by a record player with a rusty needle.

It was a mechanical doll that looked like it was covered in rust and was inspired by a four-horned spider or a transformed lion.

If I had known this earlier, I should have not given it to Francesca and summoned the magician myself.

Harry thought so in his heart, but it was too late to regret now.

"It doesn't matter... I'll use myself as your sacrifice..."

I have been fully prepared, but the result is like this, which only means that this is the end of it.

Harley put on a self-deprecating smile and slowly extended her hand towards the Berserker.

"Go ahead, kill me. The price is... as long as you can continue to exist, as long as you can live as you please, so that your figure will become the focus of the world's attention, in order to make concealment magic meaningless."

Hari's only wish is to take revenge on the mage society that declared her father a heretic and took away everything from her family.

"Oh, your way of hammering and struggling is really peculiar."

Harley squeezed out the declaration with her last bit of strength, but at this moment she heard a female voice she had never heard before.

"what?"

The Einzbern family's android? Harley saw a breathtakingly beautiful woman with extremely fair skin.

"Look, she is your master, why don't you sign the contract quickly?"

The white woman spoke to the Berserker as if he were her own pet.

"As expected, I will gain something here. Do you want me to pay tribute to you, Goddess Ishtar?"

Just as the Berserker fell to the ground and bowed his head to Harley as the white woman had said, a male voice that had never been heard before came from behind the white woman.

Chapter 34 Venus

Although the pain disappeared from Harley's body, confusion immediately took over her mind.

The current situation only made her feel extremely confused, the sudden visit of the Einzbern family's android, and the thing that should perhaps be called darkness following closely behind.

She didn't even have time to think about the fact that her wounds had healed and her originally blurry vision had become clear.

"So it's you, the... um, rebel or traitor? But your aura is closer to us than that old guy."

The woman in white was about to bend down and reach out to touch Harry.

After hearing the voice coming from behind, he turned around and said with a confident smile on his face.

"At least you are not as rude as Odin said, and you still look like a human that I like. If you are willing to serve me here, I might consider sheltering you."

Ishtar's words were full of enthusiasm, as if the truth was a kind-hearted person stretching out a branch to solicit.

But everyone present could hear that this enthusiasm was thrown from the sky, so it was doomed to be unacceptable from the beginning.

"Under your protection? Oh, so I'm not under your control?"

The sound came from the door of the basement, where there was a creeping darkness and Manshu's figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

Hearing Ishtar's words, he only uttered a slightly contemptuous laugh, but did not do anything else. Instead, he looked at Ishtar with a provocative look.

"Oh, it seems that my vision has become a little worse because of the use of the container."

How could Ishtar ignore such a reaction, but as she spoke, the corner of her mouth raised.

A divine aura flowed out from her body. It was the love of the goddess of fertility. Ishtar was surrounded by this power and stood in a majestic posture, looking down at Manshu in front of her.

"Well, I allow you to kneel down!"

Ishtar raised her lips and uttered these extremely arrogant words, which were also an oracle full of power.

2 With just the sound of falling, the power called abundance appeared in this space and engulfed the entire basement.

9 This should not and cannot be the power that can be demonstrated in this era.

4. The Ishtar that was summoned should, in theory, be just a remnant and echo of the modern age.

0 is just a curse left by the goddess, something that befell the earth when the hero king Gilgamesh and his best friend Enkidu appeared at the same time.

4 However, the power displayed before my eyes should already exist as a pseudo-godhood, or perhaps it should be called a new god.

3 "Is this a gift from Odin to you, to fill your essence? But it's only to this extent, so it seems that the ally he found will disappear soon."

5 Manshu could sense that this abundance was mixed with two different powers. One should be the one held by the goddess in front of him, but the other probably did not come from this land, but was the power of abundance given from Odin.

6. A goddess who can get along with Ishtar. Could it be that Odin handed over the power of the queen of the gods Frigga to Ishtar?

4 As the queen of gods, Frigga, other Nordic goddesses are regarded as her incarnations, or different manifestations of her.

Of course, there is also a connection with Freya, the goddess of love who is also in charge of abundance and fertility.

Some scholars also believe that Freya and Frigga originated from the same goddess, and in some areas these two goddesses are also considered to be the same.

But no matter who it is, this abundant divine power cannot make Mansu's body surrender.

Even the crown was shining, showing the same enchanting qualities, and the dark obsidian mirror still swallowed up the incoming light and then hung there unshakably.

"At least the way you look doesn't interest me. If you were a stupid goddess, at least I wouldn't have to worry too much about unexpected situations.

But it seems that what has appeared here is a very real demon, so you can only destroy it."

As Manshu spoke, he walked forward without any fear. The abundant power that filled the air and oppressed people to their knees was cut and separated as Manshu walked forward.

However, it is wishful thinking to want to oppress others by simply exerting one's own power and emitting such aura.

The same alien aura also flowed around Mansu, a lingering black mist, a manifestation of Tezcatlipoca's divine presence.

9 "You actually call the goddess a devil. You really don't know how to be polite and grateful. It seems that I can only help you get rid of the guy who doesn't like me."

Ishtar smiled beautifully, then raised her hand forward.

Countless balls of magic power were directly presented as attacks, attacking Manshu who was walking forward.

⒉ "It seems that you are really a good-tempered goddess. Are you going to test me in this situation? Why not just surrender and leave your life to me."

④Such an attack only made Manshu sneer. He didn’t even take any action. The smoke lingering around him swallowed all the magic bullets.

san followed by those magic bullets attached with dark smoke, which naturally disdained to accept these things, and simply assimilated them and threw them back.

"Humph... rude demigods, it is because you guys are always ungrateful that you bring disaster upon yourselves."

Ishtar narrowed her eyes slightly and waved her hand downward.

The approaching magic bullets also sank automatically into the ground as if they were controlled.

"But don't think that there is room for darkness and shadows in the face of the sky."

Ishtar looked ahead and raised her hands to drive Manshu away.

The goddess is the embodiment of the sky and also the manifestation of beauty.