The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

Manshu immediately wielded the katana he had just looted and blocked Saber's attack with a swing of the sword.

The katana that was thrown just now was cut off by the divine sword wrapped with water waves in Saber's hand, but it also blocked Saber a little, so that he would not disrupt Mansu's action of grabbing the sword.

"The next one is you, Saber. What a magnificent sword! Even if I have ever seen one in my life, there are only a few that can compare to it.

Since you have a treasure that can arouse my greed, if you offer it to me voluntarily, I can give you the core of this ceremony, the so-called Yingyue, when I am happy... What do you think?"

Manshu carefully looked at the sword in Saber's hand that had revealed its true appearance. Compared with the previous snake-shaped sword, it now looked more magnificent.

The scabbard made of water magic previously concealed the power of the sword, so it still looked plain and ordinary, seemingly not much different from the katana in Rider's hand.

⒐But only after the water sheath was removed and the sword was revealed could one clearly perceive the power contained in the sword.

０The mighty power of the world and nature seemed to reside in the sword, and the sword was emitting divine power.

⒋ Although the real name has not been released to reveal the true power of this sword, one can still sense something from the special skill Saber used just now.

⒏ “How greedy, Rider! If you want this sword in my hand, come to me!”

⒋ Saber swung her right hand and pointed the sword in her hand directly at Manshu.

⒉ Without saying anything more, Saber slightly bent her feet and jumped directly onto the ground, using the momentum to kill Manshu.

⒐ "It still doesn't work. Then it seems necessary to let you understand more clearly the gap between us. But if you don't give yourself up by then, you won't be treated like you are now."

0 Manshu said regretfully as he rode the warhorse under his crotch forward.

5. "We praise Bahram, created by Ahura. The most skilled of all the gods is Bahram, created by Ahura."

Manshu repeated the previous sentences, causing the blazing flames on his body to burn even more fiercely.

The scorching light made Mansu's whole body hot. First, the blood in his heart boiled, and then the boiling blood flowed throughout his body, burning his entire body.

Mansu swung the sword in his hand which was also attached with flames. The flame was golden red, a hot and sacred power, and even the raging waves were cut off by this power.

"Tsk..."

The collision between the two only brought about a large amount of steam. Saber might be able to defeat Manshu with her strength alone, but it was a bit too weak to deal with Manshu who was riding on a horse and relying on Bahram's strength alone.

But after their blades had collided only four or five times, ominous magical fluctuations were emitted from the other side of the woods, causing Manshu to utter a surprised sound.

"I didn't expect that the Holy King's spiritual light couldn't destroy the demon. The evil intentions revealed in the flames are obvious, but can't be eliminated by the light of salvation?"

The reason why Manshu no longer paid attention to Joan of Arc after casting his spiritual light was naturally because he was sure that the spiritual light of Kaiyang he cast was enough to annihilate evil.

This authority granted by Ahura Mazda to the most pure and perfect king is the light and glory of the Supreme God.

If that dazzling light fell on the ground, it would only take a breath to burn down the entire forest in the distance.

But at the moment, Joan of Arc actually still had the energy left to launch an attack, which meant that Kaiyang's aura had not even caused her serious damage.

"Could it be that it's not the Dragon Witch, but something else? Which skin is it?"

Manshu could only think in this direction for the time being. After all, this kind of thing was not uncommon.

However, having one more opponent will not have a big impact, and the pressure that Joan of Arc can bring will not be that great.

If it was the real Joan of Arc who came, she could at least cause some trouble to Mansu in terms of defense, but now it seems that she does not have this ability.

The flames emitted from the gun were entangled with the sorrow and resentment of the dead. Although they had some power, they could not touch the body of the king who was blessed by the spiritual light.

Under the spiritual light created by the most benevolent Ahura Mazda, this condemned evil will instantly dissipate like darkness illuminated by light.

"Since you didn't die under the aura and still have the courage to attack me, then go ahead and show your bravery in front of me.

The flames you wield have doomed your sins to be unforgivable, and death is your predetermined fate, but before that I allow you to show off and swing the two guns in your hands as much as you want."

Mansu generously extended the invitation, and without caring whether Joan of Arc responded or not, he urged Bucephalus to turn around and rush towards Saber, towards Joan of Arc.

"Let everything burn to ashes..."

Jeanne lowered her eyes and spoke in a voice that sounded weak.

But the dual guns she wielded were not as weak as her voice. Ominous flames burned from her guns and spread directly in a wave shape to the surroundings.

The red-purple fire directly formed a wall of fire that was raised to block Manshu's advance.

But this could not constitute an obstacle, as the sacred spiritual light broke the flames first, and the horse's hooves carrying the purple lightning light arrived just then.

"You are too greedy, Rider. You covet so many things at the same time. The only ending I have seen is that you didn't get anything, and ended up dying instead."

There was no way Saber would let Manshu kill Jeanne, so he simply raised his sword and summoned the wave.

A large amount of water was lifted from the ground, and Saber jumped directly to the top of the water, using the waves as her vehicle to catch up.

“That’s because the people you’ve seen are not strong enough. If the strength is not enough to support plunder and conquest, the final result will naturally be like this.

But even if the three of you come together, can you do anything to me? In this case, the only outcome left is the one I decided, and there will be no disagreement. "

Chapter 12 Nature

The night sky of Asakusa has been shattered. The roaring magic power had already dispersed the clouds. Even though only the sound of swords and magic power colliding at high speed on the ground remains, no one can sleep that night.

Amid the flashes of swords and sabers, the heat torrents formed by the bursting magic power were already destroying the surrounding land.

However, the terrible air pressure and raging storm also broke or uprooted the trees in the nearby woods.

The center of the battle between the two men had been completely reduced to ruins. A violent storm was raging, and the laws of physics seemed to be of no use.

Manshu, who was on Bucephalus' back, wielded the sword that he had taken from Rider and fought with the three men.

Just talking about hand-to-hand combat, the current level of these three people is not bad.

Although Rider's sword was taken away by Manshu, her strength was not affected too much. Although the power she exerted was undoubtedly much weaker, it was still not low.

This can be said to be a very good martial art. Even if you lose your weapons, you can still exert your strength.

Joan of Arc on the other side was not much different, although Manshu looked down on her a little because of his previous feelings.

In an actual fight, it can be determined that there is indeed a problem with the opponent's spiritual base. This should be a situation where the originally normal spiritual base has been distorted and degraded.

So it should be that the ritual caused some distortion, which resulted in the current Jeanne d'Arc?

Manshu was just guessing in his mind. Although Jeanne's skills were not as good as Rider's, she showed considerable strength when she held a weapon and the purple-red flame attached to the gun.

The two of them were still able to distract Manshu's attention a little, so Manshu needed to be cautious when dealing with Saber.

Saber, who only wields the sword with his right hand, appears to be quite capable; his skills are more inclined towards defensive swordplay that combines offense and defense.

He held the sword in one hand and did not attack frequently. When facing Manshu's attacks, he often retreated first without showing any panic.

Such enemies are somewhat distressing. Although such tactics may not be able to quickly defeat opponents weaker than oneself, it can also make it difficult to overcome stronger enemies.

It can be said that this is a fairly smooth swordplay, as if the swordsman only seeks victory and does not value the effort expended in the process of winning, simply trying to avoid mistakes.

Although continuing to delay will not lead to failure, the stalemate will be annoying enough.

At least Manshu himself did not want this to happen. To break the deadlock, new forces should be introduced.

"We praise Bahram, the man created by Ahura. He makes the brave fearless and the wicked fall; he revives and regenerates all things; he grants beautiful peace and tranquility, thus achieving the ideal end.

Pure Zoroaster prayed to Bahram for success in thought, speech and action, for victory in speech and debate."

The power of bravery and helping others to win was once again filled with energy. Manshu swung his sword bravely, cutting off the waves with his fervent fire and forcing Saber to retreat.

"I consider the good Ahurama Zidda, the pure and majestic Lord of the good world, to be worthy of praise. For all good creations come from him, animals come from him, light comes from him, and by his light the world is clothed with joy."

Mansu turned around and drew his sword, rushing towards Joan of Arc, singing Yasuna in praise of Ahura Mazda, so that the glory of punishing evil and promoting good could further destroy Joan of Arc and break through the siege of the three people.

Although continuing to endure can achieve the same effect, it will take too long and people can't stand it.

The sacred flame released in the form of magic power gushed out directly instead of attaching to the sword.

Anything that stood in the way of the flames was burned to ashes in an instant. Even the red-purple flames melted away like snow.

Everything will be reduced to ashes under the flames. As long as one deviates from good deeds, especially touches upon the crimes controlled and extended by the seven good and evil gods, one's body will be ignited in an instant, with flames bursting directly from the inside.

However, this time the judgment was not based on Manjusri's will. The standard for measuring good and evil depended on the laws of the Lord of Light.

This is an order that will never be swayed by grudges or distorted by personal wishes and self-interest, but rather it is a grand justice.

但效果9却不够好4，似8乎没有2怎么触及4到受审判的要3点。3＆0＼／5(｜

The flames only burned the red-purple flames burning beside Joan of Arc, igniting her black armor, but it did not seem to cause much damage to her body.

Facing the flames, Joan of Arc was still able to wave her two guns as usual.

How is this possible? It is unlikely that anyone on this battlefield would not have committed the seven sins symbolized by the evil god.

Apostasy and hypocrisy may not be touched, but on this battlefield, is it possible that even malice does not exist?

Even though the flames of death and sighs were being used on this battlefield, the two guns were emitting cries of human despair, but there was still no malice.

This made Manshu curious about the current situation of this saint lady.

Is it that the form of existence is distorted but not its will? Then there is indeed a problem with my decision-making all along.

Although it seems to be a fallen object, in fact, it still retains its essence and only the appearance has changed?

I should have discovered it earlier, after all, the signs had already appeared.

But there was no need to regret, so Manshu didn't do what he wanted to do and continued to swing his sword backwards to block the magic bullet composed of purple lightning fired by Rider.

Joan of Arc did not miss the opportunity to attack. She crossed the two guns in her hands, and three pillars of fire composed of red and purple flames spread forward. She also rushed forward quickly, and then rushed to Manshu's side under the cover of the flames.

"You're taking it for granted, Lancer."

It wasn’t just Rider’s katana that could be taken away; the two jet-black spears in Jeanne’s hands were also targets that could be identified.

Bucephalus kicked his hooves forward with great maneuverability, changing direction. The fire had no effect on Manshu, nor on the horse.

The twin guns that emerged from the fire were directly repelled, and Mansu immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued, evading the opponent with a knife that directly cut through Joan of Arc's defense, landed on her armor, and blasted her into the forest ahead.

With Manshu's skills and Bahram's power, Manshu's normal attack is enough to exert a power that even exceeds that of a C-level Noble Phantasm, hitting Jeanne d'Arc and directly shattering her breastplate.

"It looks like the first person to be eliminated has appeared. Now it's time to decide the order in which you two will be eliminated."

Manshu smiled as he turned back, blocking Saber's attack with a single downward slash, looking down at the two standing there.

"Trying to crush me? You can't do that yet."

Saber replied calmly. At this moment, he was the only one who could handle the situation with ease. Although Rider on the other side could not see his facial expression due to his helmet, his action of secretly stepping back had already revealed himself.

"Saber, you can indeed be called a hero, you are calm and composed. But does this confidence come from your heart or from the sword in your hand?"

Manshu also had some feelings towards Saber, a warrior in plain clothes, so he put the sword he had taken back to his waist and continued:

"So let me see where your courage comes from. I will wait here and let you show the true power of the sword. After I crush the strongest power you possess, I will see if you can continue to remain calm."

The sky was almost bright, and the bright planet Venus was about to cross the sky. Manshu did not intend to save the surprise for next time, and planned to find out Saber's treasure tonight.

Faced with such provocation, such a brave warrior should not ignore it but tolerate it.

"You are determined to decide the winner, Rider. You have made the wrong decision. This sword of mine has suppressed countless gods like you."

Saber raised the sword in his hand, and changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands, just like he had used the Noble Phantasm before.

2. Hold the divine sword in both hands, let the huge magic power gather on the sword, and let the water waves reveal the true appearance of the sword, revealing the power contained in the sword.

9 "Souls of those who died in battle, pour out your sighs here, Lamentations to the Virgin Mary (Tristesse de la)!"

４The sound of releasing the Noble Phantasm came from the other side first. Jeanne raised the two black guns in her hands and let the tips of the two guns collide with each other.

0 The holy light flashed briefly when the spear tips touched each other, and after the sound of the release of the treasure was chanted, everything turned back into that ominous red and purple.

4. The two guns were also covered by the purple magic power and gathered in Jeanne's hands. The burning flames around them turned into a storm and gathered. The rich purple magic power only rippled around.

3. The two guns crossed each other, and then were drawn forward. The purple magic power turned into intersecting light waves, falling forward with endless lamentation and sorrow.

5 "I have forgiven you for spoiling my fun before, Lancer, but you don't seem to understand my tolerance. What should I call you? The Saint Girl of Orleans?"

6 With a hint of anger, Manshu drew out the sword from his waist and chopped it down to cut off the treasure released by Joan of Arc.

4 Even if it is a Noble Phantasm, this is still a power that is not worth mentioning. Jeanne d'Arc, whose spiritual base has been distorted and degraded, has not reduced the level of her White Blade, because the degradation mainly affects the Noble Phantasm.

"Would you like to keep an eye on Lancer, Rider?"

Saber spoke, the magical power that could no longer be ignored gathering on his sword.

The sword possesses the power of God. The essence of this sword that has revealed its true appearance is the power of God.

Endless destruction that would devour everything was uttered in Saber’s voice.

Chapter 13: Back Off

"All the forces of nature gather here, the sword of the world, the sword of the sky!"

The surging power of the gods is called upon here, and the power of the once dead disaster is manifested here.