The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

The smoky obsidian mirror reflected no sound, but the reflections from it brought sounds and words.

"I really can't satisfy myself with blood sacrifices. At least, it's impossible to find an environment that supports me to do this in an ordinary Holy Grail War."

Manshu said to the mirror in his hand.

"Will you be able to complete it by yourself? I'm afraid that's not possible. If you do it too recklessly, it will cause problems in the world. That would be a more serious incident than a blood sacrifice."

Manshu continued to shake his head in denial.

"Indeed, I can't stop you from making such a choice. Then I can only do as you wish." Wu ≡々

Manshu finally said helplessly, and the obsidian mirror in front of Manshu fell directly to the ground and broke into two pieces after receiving the answer.

"He left without any hesitation. The Lord of the Impermanent Present and the God of Chaos who is like the evening breeze seem to be a headache for me as well."

But no matter what happened, the root cause still lies with oneself. Just treat it as robbing Peter to pay Paul. At least the previous trouble has been solved. Now let's deal with the next thing caused by it.

But at least certain conditions have been reached, and Tezcatlipoca, the fickle god, should keep his promise for the time being.

I hope he is like the smoke and mirror here, a god who will never break his promise no matter what.

After the negotiations are over, all we have to do is wait for it to be over. There is really nothing else to do now.

Although that is what they said, it seems that no one is planning to wait until tomorrow.

"Everyone is really impatient."

After sensing a familiar breath approaching, Manshu sighed helplessly and blew out a whistling gale from his mouth directly in his workshop.

Rushing here was the golden-haired King Richard the Lionheart.

He was rushing towards here at his own amazing speed, but was immediately blocked by the strong wind that blew out of Manshu's mouth.

This wind came suddenly, and anyone could tell it was not a natural wind, and they could also read the meaning of rejection.

But being able to read and accept is another matter, at least Richard didn't seem to be planning to listen.

He stepped directly into the wind, and magic flew out from his shadow and was cast upon him.

But even so, coupled with his extremely terrifying agility, he was unable to break through the strong wind.

It kept trying to break through the body, but was only blown back by the force of the wind.

For this reason, Richard could only draw the sword at his waist and cut off the glory before breaking through the strong wind and rushing out.

"I'm telling you, you really don't know what's good for you. Giving me a day off is a pretty good mercy, or do you really want to accept my wrath and die?"

"That won't do. I have been reborn in this world for several days after the miracle of resurrection. I have never been to any place in my life that makes me feel as excited as here. Although the time is short, it is quite satisfying. Now there is only one last thing left. I should add a line of proud words to this short experience."

Richard said with a smile of joy, he raised his sword high and pointed at Manshu without thinking.

His wish did not require him to seek the Holy Grail; it could be easily fulfilled here, and he certainly would not have to wait until tomorrow.

"You are such a troublesome fellow. I will use you as a sacrifice without any hesitation. I think the wind that just blew has not yet left here, so quickly swing the sword in your hand."

"Thank you so much. You are always such an exciting person. It's great to be here."

Richard laughed with excitement from the bottom of his heart and injected magic power into his sword.

The light of magic gathered on his sword, and the light of the sword instantly illuminated the earth.

"Excalibur, the Sword of Eternal and Distant Victory!"

The slashes of light enveloped the area one after another until Richard could no longer find anything in his hands to swing his sword.

"Although I had expected such a result, it was still too exaggerated when I actually saw it. I was already swinging the sword until I was almost exhausted."

Richard was still laughing softly, lying on the ground in an ungraceful manner.

"I hope that my ancestor king's utopia away from the world can continue to bless me. It seems that I need to have a few more chances to challenge before I can succeed."

"Maybe, but I still hope Avalon doesn't bless you. You are such an annoying guy."

Manshu shook his head and said with disgust.

"Hahahaha, it seems that I still left an impression in your eyes. That is truly a supreme honor. Allow me to express my final gratitude."

"You bastard..." 9

Manshu rolled his eyes at Richard helplessly before officially bidding him farewell.

An invisible wind blew at this time, and Richard disappeared in this wind.

"Sure enough, he didn't leave."

Although Manshu said this before, he was actually not sure.

The impermanent and invisible Tezcatlipoca is an elusive god. If he did not appear on his own initiative, Manjusri would hardly be able to detect his existence.

Manshu left without stopping, and no one came again today.

On the second day, Flat and Sigma chose to give up.

Sigma is about getting clear results, even those who challenge nature cannot give a winning answer.

And the indifferent mercenary who had a clear goal made the right choice as expected.

As for Flatt, he came here just to see the Holy Grail.

After spending some time, Flatt decided to end his journey in the Holy Grail War.

The only one left was the fanatic. She finally met Yougo Hassan in the forest and received guidance and words from him.

At least he is not intent on disrupting the Holy Grail War, but is reflecting on his own immaturity.

But at this point, there is nothing more to say.

However, because of this, she was unable to see the fanatic's final skill, which was to abandon her humanity and combine all the divine skills she possessed.

However, she had no reason to eliminate herself now, so the battle simply ended.

"The Holy Grail War is over. The first Holy Grail War in the United States was successfully completed. Whether you want to make a wish or what you plan to do is up to you. I will leave first."

When the fanatic returned to the Holy Grail, everything was over. Mansu said to Orlando and left without any regrets.

It was still the usual process. In the blink of an eye, it turned into light and disappeared. With the feeling of weightlessness, it returned to the dark space.

[Fourth Holy Grail War: End of Fate/Strange Fake]

[You continued your past choices in this Holy Grail War. Tezcatlipoca changed your next Holy Grail War.]

[The next Holy Grail War will not be counted, and the ending conditions will be selected by Tezcatlipoca]

[You have the authority to refuse, but please note that Tezcatlipoca will not leave]

[The Next Holy Grail War: North America's Mythology War Becomes One]

【Please get ready……】

This is indeed a Holy Grail War, and it is truly the largest Holy Grail War in history.

And doing so will indeed not have much of an impact, even blood sacrifice can be a low-pressure option.

As expected, Tezcatlipoca is a god who keeps his promises, but I don’t know if the reality will be the same as I think.

Manshu felt more at ease, but there were still doubts that needed to be verified.

"No need to prepare, let's just start the next Holy Grail War."

There is nothing more to say. I already know what I should ask. Just keep going.

Volume: North American Mythology Wars United as One

First ⑨∨;④↓⑻」」2≠四san三|'０［￠瞴SｏｕSＵo: Chapter Arrival

[Your class is: Lancer]

Still without stopping, the flying brown pages began to show lines of text.

[Muscle Strength: B+]

Durability: C

[Agility: A+]

【Magic Power: C】

【Lucky: D】

The panel that is more in line with the Lancer class is displayed quickly, with outstanding agility but relatively weak durability.

The total value of the first three dimensions is also over 200, which is a high number, at least among Lancers.

Although the significance is not very great, at least the basic panel can be regarded as a face-saving thing.

After all, the only thing the opponent can detect at the first time is the three-dimensional value. If it looks better, it will at least bring about a burst of exclamations.

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: B+

The Magic can cancel the third quarter or less, and the Big Magic is also unable to cause effective damage.

Inherent skills:

Eye of the Panther: A+

The official skill is called Jaw of Dark Forest. Eye of the Panther is the power of the light cannon, and various bonus effects will be added when in the forest.

Zonghe's opinion: B

When facing the same opponent, no matter how many times you use the same move, your accuracy will not decrease and your attack will not be seen through.

Regroup: B

The ability to leave the battlefield during combat or reset the status.

Noble Phantasm:

[Spirit Peak Embracing the Bellows of Hades: A]

The Mountain-killing Phantasm is the same as Ishtar's, except that this phantasm is not thrown from the sky to the earth. Instead, it launches the hammer of the mistress of the underworld from underground along the endless earth, causing Mount Ebifu to collapse through earthquakes and crustal movements.

Although it is not as powerful as Ishtar's Venus Blast, the essence of this treasure is that it transforms the terrain into the underworld.

[Piercing the Walled City: C]

An anti-military weapon that causes countless spears to appear on the ground around to execute enemies. It creates a torture castle made up of curses and hammers released by magic spears.

This treasure has the property of increasing the pain inflicted according to the injustice and depravity committed by the target. The more the target of punishment commits crimes such as escape, immorality, and violence, the greater the destructive power.

Is this some kind of fate? But in fact, there was no intersection at all. It was clear that they only glanced at each other from a distance.

The second treasure can be said to be something like fate, although there are still significant differences and distinctions.

Although it may not be very useful, it can be used as a treasure to clear out the miscellaneous things at will. It just so happens that I will encounter a lot of miscellaneous soldiers next time.

I just don't know what form he will appear in this time, whether he will be a masterless Servant summoned by the Holy Grail, or someone else summoned by his Master.

But you don't have to think too much about it, just go and watch.

Manshu once again allowed the abundant power to flow into his body, but by now, he had become extremely accustomed to such changes in power.

With just two casual swings, he pulled up the cursed stakes on the ground, outlining the power of the underworld at the same time.

Perhaps it was because he had just grasped the underworld in his hands not long ago and used its power wantonly.

In this regard, Manshu used and became familiar with a fairly fast speed, so he did not stop and familiarize himself with it for long. He gathered up the pages of his life and took another step forward.

……

The year is 1783, when the United States should have been in the midst of the Revolutionary War.

But now, there have been obvious and huge changes on both sides of the battle.

On a plain, classical warriors with spears and mechanized robot soldiers are fighting.

Although according to common sense this should have been a one-sided battle, the warriors who only had spears and wore simple chain mail were on par with the mechanized soldiers.

But soon, the situation on the battlefield began to turn to one side, and a man with naked upper body, wielding two magic spears, one red and one yellow, rushed into the battlefield from the side.

The projectiles and missiles that flew out from the mechanical soldiers' battle line were easily cut off. It seemed that nothing could stand a single blow against those two magic guns that exuded an ominous aura.

Just by looking at the two guns, it was enough to guess the other party's identity. It must be Diarmuid Odin of the Knights of Fiona.

Behind Diarmuid, there was another warrior who looked quite extraordinary, holding in one hand a gun that should be used with both hands and was at least two meters long.

Compared to Diarmuid, who was flying freely on the battlefield like a bird, the other servant was quite leisurely, moving forward on the battlefield as if he was on a picnic.