The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

"Especially since you were able to defeat Cu Chulainn, the leader of the Celtic faction and probably their strongest servant."

"Of course. Now that I am here, I cannot allow others to act recklessly. Cu Chulin is still a little short of it."

Manshu, who was sitting in the distance, nodded in response, and Jeromoni and the other two Archers walked into the room and stood aside.

"With a servant as powerful as you joining us, our wish finally has a chance to come true. Now, as long as we can successfully treat Rama, defeat the Celtics and take back this land, the future will come."

Chapter 11 West

"So what are you going to do next? Are you going to gather all your forces and head to Alcatraz, or are there other things going on and you have to act separately?"

After finishing his flattering words, Mansu didn't say any more nonsense on this aspect and went straight to the point.

"According to our original strength, we should only be able to do one thing, but Robin Hood met two servants on the road before. If we can recruit them into the ranks of the resistance army, our strength will be considerable."

Geronimo had a rough answer in his mind, and after a moment's hesitation he began to speak.

"The situation on the battlefield is determined by the Mad King Cu Chulainn and the Servant who produces Celtic soldiers in an endless stream. If we can annihilate them both in one fell swoop, the balance of victory will tilt towards us, towards the people living on this land."

"So I want to confirm one thing with you, Lancer. How much damage did the Mad King suffer in the battle just now?"

Ronnimo's idea was simple. If the Mad King was seriously injured, then it would be a good opportunity to use the decapitation tactic.

As long as we can cut off the roots of the Celtic side and kill their leader, there will only be a few remaining Celtic heroes. We can take a long-term approach and slowly encircle and kill them.

After all, what are engulfing half of the United States right now are those endless stream of Celtic soldiers. The servants do have extremely powerful strength, but they cannot occupy this place.

Moreover, these Celtic heroes will not easily obey the orders of one person. If the Mad King is killed, there will probably be no servants who can lead the Celtic heroes again in a short period of time.

In this way, defeating the Celtic side is just a matter of time.

“He was pulled back by someone using a Command Spell before he died. Otherwise, his body, lungs, heart, and spiritual foundation would have been completely shattered by that blow.

But even if he was rescued in time, his body was torn in half by me, and his spiritual base is probably in a semi-destroyed state. Even if he can recover, it will not be done in a short time. "

Manshu recalled for a moment and said with certainty.

Although the magic power of the Command Seal disrupted his blockade, the spear had already pierced through the Mad King's defense and tore his flesh apart.

It was just that Maeve, who was paying attention to this place at the moment of crisis, used her power to bring the Mad King back to her side. Maeve holding the Holy Grail was the root of this singularity, and her wish led to everything that is now on American soil.

"That's really good news. I will go and invite Lancer and Saber whom Robin Hood met, and then split the troops into two groups, east and west, to assassinate the Mad King while completing the rescue mission.

Geronimo was delighted upon hearing the news and spoke immediately.

"On the surface, there's nothing wrong with your plan, but there's one thing: I won't be following you for now."

Manshu nodded and pointed a finger at himself.

"Sir Lancer, do you have anything else that you haven't completed? If it is within our capabilities, please let us know and we can help you."

Geronimo asked hurriedly. Losing such a powerful partner would have a considerable impact on the next actions.

After all, he still didn't know what level Lancer and Saber Robin Hood met were at, and whether they could confront the injured Mad King head-on.

Manshu is currently able to injure or even nearly kill the Mad King in good condition. Having him by one's side is the safest thing. If he is lost, there will inevitably be more risks.

"It's not a big deal, but I think I need to take a look at the other power that exists on American soil, so I plan to visit them first and then decide on the next course of action."

“Is this your duty?”

Geronimo didn't quite understand Mansu's plan and frowned slightly, but immediately relaxed and asked in a puzzled tone.

"No, this is just my personal idea. I want to look at all the circumstances and pass my judgment on this land. Who knows, maybe the sun in the sky will like them too."

Manshu said naturally.

"I understand. The spirits of nature told me something about what happened in this land, but I still can't understand it. I guess you are here to solve this matter."

Geronimo is the elf elf or shaman here. He is indeed able to perceive some changes in the land here, but he probably can't guess the reason.

"Yes, the blowing of the evening breeze brings the change of the sun. The God of Impermanence is taking the world into his hands. This will be a more significant event than the Celts wreaking havoc here."

“Since this is the case, there is really nothing we can do. You are here for the dark sun, and this is not something that ordinary people can intervene in.

However, we should be able to provide you with guidance on your journey to America, which is ruled by the President King and his people."

Geronimo said with undiminished enthusiasm.

"That's not necessary. Just tell me the direction and location. If something unsatisfactory happens there, I don't like to protect others."

Manshu waved his hand to refuse, then spread out his palms.

"But kindness is still worth accepting. I am not someone who doesn't distinguish between good and evil. Take this thing. It may be of some use to you in your desperate situation."

In the palm of Manshu's hand, a pitch-black obsidian mirror appeared.

"When all is said and done, hang it on your chest and shout Tezcatlipoca's name. If that doesn't work, throw the mirror away."

"Tesca Zhong-'QUn: Hey 4＞∷□崊／］⑷毶", Wu Liu: "Sitilipoca?"

"That is the most powerful god in the Aztec world, the black sun that controls everything... In the sky outside, could it be..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little unfamiliar with the name of the smoke mirror, but most people only knew the feathered serpent god Quetzalcoatl of the Aztec gods.

"It's time for me to leave, head nurse. There should be no problems with the examination. How could there be any omissions in the power of the sun? This body is the most perfect creation in the world. Next time, don't make any more wrong perceptions that shouldn't occur. Even if it's with good intentions, it will cause anger."

Manshu turned his head and said to Nightingale who had finished the examination.

"There are no physical wounds, but I have deep feelings for your spirit..."

"Okay, see you next time. Whether it's you or me, the time we have is limited."

Manshu was not interested in continuing to argue with Nightingale. He interrupted Nightingale and stood up to leave.

"Wait, Mr. Lancer, I have some questions I want to ask you, I don't know..."

"No, Dr. Roman. Let's leave all the problems for next time, maybe in Jerusalem, maybe in Uruk, and we'll talk about it then."

Manshu still refused and walked out the door without looking back, only asking Geronimo about the location of the President King.

He only remembered clearly the location of Rama's wife Sita, but Manjusri had no idea where the other parties were, whether they were the Celtic side or the United States side.

After knowing that President Ba Wang was currently in Denver and that he had a map, Manshu flew up from the ground and disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.

"Jerusalem and Uruk... Aren't those the locations of the remaining two singularities? Who is Lancer?"

"Mr. Robin Hood said that he speculated that Lancer might be Vlad the Impaler of Romania, but the Impaler we saw manifested as Berserker is clearly not the same person."

"That piercing magic spear is probably just a cover-up. Lancer revealed earlier that his target is the dark sun in the sky. If what he said is true, the sun above your heads is probably Tezcatlipoca."

Previously, they only regarded the dark sun as a result of the singularity and did not consider it in this direction.

"Is it the Aztec sun? Sir Lancer is facing such an opponent."

……

Just outside of Denver, Colorado, teams of mechanized infantry were neatly arranged in military formations and gathered under a high platform in front to show their military prowess to the commander here.

"very good."

There were three chairs placed on the platform, and it was the man with a lion's head in the middle who was clapping and making sounds of praise.

"It's really spectacular. The formation of our mechanized corps is so neat and uniform."

That is Edison, the President of the United States who now commands the West.

"So-called mechanization is actually just an exoskeleton."

The woman who was reading a book next to Edison refuted without even looking up, saying that the army below that looked like robots were actually exoskeletons operated by humans.

"Blavatsky, you are very harsh."

Hearing this, Edison just laughed and replied. He was already quite used to the way his friend spoke.

Helena Blavatsky, a 19th century mystic and founder of Theosophy.

She firmly believed in the existence of Lemuria and devoted herself to mysticism. It is believed that she had come into contact with the Great Soul (Mahatma) of a higher dimension and gained a great deal of wisdom.

Of course here, perhaps she had witnessed the possibility of reaching the source.

"Edison."

One of the three chairs was not occupied. The owner of that chair was just standing aside and shouted at this time.

"what's up?"

Edison turned his head and looked at the man standing behind him. It was Karna, the son of the sun god Surya.

"have a guest."

Karna answered briefly as he turned to look at the sky.

Edison then turned his gaze to the back and leaned forward slightly so that he could see the view behind the chair.

"What a welcome, my fellow Americans."

In less than half a minute, Manshu's figure flashed across the sky and landed on the high platform where the three people were.

"Who are you……!?"

Edison narrowed his eyes and stared at Manshu who had arrived. He immediately stood up from his chair, held his head high and stood behind Karna, facing Manshu.

Karna guarded in front of Edison, stretched out his right hand and blocked the way to Edison.

"I am the sun hanging high in the sky, the incarnation of the sun on earth."

Manshu naturally declared loudly without any psychological pressure, and Edison subconsciously looked at Karna in front of him.

"It's not a lie."

"Ah."

After getting the answer, Edison nodded slightly, and immediately a brilliant smile bloomed on his face. He smiled and said:

"Welcome, it's nice to meet you, the sun that walks from the sky to the earth."

"I am the magician, Thomas Alva Edison, King of Inventors and now King of Presidents."

Edison opened his lion's bloody mouth and introduced himself confidently.

I have to say, this lion's head looks very funny.

"Now that I've introduced myself, what do you want?"

Karna and Helena on the side also quickly introduced themselves, and then Edison continued.

"I will determine the state you are in to determine whether you are the ones that need to be destroyed."

"You actually chose to say such a thing after charging into our base camp. It seems that you are quite confident in your own strength."

Edison's face returned to the majestic look he had before when he was sitting on the chair. Helena, who had also stood up from her chair, was ready to fight.

"It's not a lie. The standards for the search engine are quite high."

Karna shook his head slightly and said to Edison.

"So what's your conclusion? Are you planning to try to annihilate us right here?"

Edison asked the question with a calm look but a slightly angry tone.

"So far, the results are good for you, but I need to make sure you won't get in the way."

There was no sign of softening in Manshu's tone, and it seemed like a provocation.

"Are you on the Celtic side? If you are the incarnation of the sun god Lugu, it makes sense for you to help the Celts and Lugu's son Cu Chulainn."

"I'm certainly not a Ruger, even though I hold a gun in my hand, but this is not a Brionak either."

Manshu raised the gun in his hand with a smile. Although it was also a magic gun, this gun could indeed not compare to Ruger's Bombardment Five Stars.

"Even if I kill you, it doesn't mean I'm on the Celtic side. Finn and Diarmuid of the Fianna Knights have been killed by me, and Cu Chulainn and Fergus just managed to escape."

"..."

Edison still glanced at Karna out of the corner of his eye, and Karna nodded slightly to tell Edison his judgment.

Karna possesses the skill called the poor man's insight. He will not be deceived by verbal excuses or deceptions, nor will he utter false words.

"So, what are you going to ask for?"

Edison asked, narrowing his eyes.

Chapter 12 Ruling

"Then cooperate with me and provide useful information so that I can make the right judgment and avoid bringing disaster to you."

Manshu nodded, Wu smiled calmly.