The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

To this end, he put Saber to bed, watched her breathing steady, then left the longhouse and walked to a remote forest alone to practice with the sword.

These days, he had seen too many people whose strength and realm were far above his, and there was no doubt that he could not defeat them at all.

Even if it was Ushigozen who wielded the Dojikiri with only the power of a demon, he could only be defeated after a few seconds of fighting.

Miyamoto Iori was obsessed with pursuing the sword of the swordsman that was imprinted in his eyes that day, and for this purpose he practiced Niten Ichiryu day and night.

But even so, it is still far from enough, and he is not even qualified to become the best swordsman in the world.

"But...I never thought I'd have such an opportunity."

Miyamoto Iori drew out the two swords at his waist and made a fighting stance. He focused his mind, not only to hone his swords, but also to hone his mind, otherwise how could he pursue the realm of emptiness.

If it weren't for what happened in the past few days, there would be no need to cut off these distracting thoughts in my mind.

He has no extra pursuits in his life. Perhaps all that is left is to practice his swordsmanship and seek a sufficient life with his sister.

According to common sense, this is true.

Because in this era when even Liu Sisheng and Baihei were dead and even Sword Saint San did not exist, he had nothing to pursue and could only suppress his heart and be an ordinary person.

But... he encountered this ceremony and met the warrior who was at a level that was even unimaginable in his eyes.

Just the collision of swords can make people feel the incredible feeling.

If I still maintain this kind of thinking, then I will never be able to comprehend the final truth I have seen, nor will I be able to fight against these ancient heroes.

Then there is only one thing left. No matter whether it is the stable life preserved in this peaceful world or the unremitting struggle for the master and Niten Ichiryu, none of these matters anymore.

What matters is only the crisp sound when the swords collide, and the mysterious meaning in that instant.

The only thing that is truly worth devoting oneself to is the way of the swordsman, and all other things are nothing but distractions that should be cut off with one sword.

Miyamoto Iori, who had made up his mind, swung the two swords in the woods without anyone in sight, as if there really was a swordsman in front of him who was wielding two swords and performing the Niten Ryuji technique as well, and the two swordsmen were fighting here.

It's just that one is named Miyamoto Iori, and the other is also named Miyamoto Iori.

There should be no difference in their swordsmanship, at least at the beginning, but when Miyamoto Iori made up his mind, everything changed.

"Just to explore the way to the limit, I offer all my heart and soul to the heaven.

I am the one who was chosen by the heavens to master the two heavens. I am the one who swore to the master to control the two heavens. I am the one who, at the end of the two heavens, explores the spiral of zero and infinity.

Every word made the two swords wielded by Miyamoto Iori unpredictable, until the extraordinary sword was swung out, the sword light was beyond the reach of human eyes, and the illusory Miyamoto Iori was killed in an instant.

"I am Niten Ichiryu, Miyamoto Iori!"

Chapter 30 Provoking Nine

The ghost house in Asakusa.

It was a deserted long house surrounded by empty houses on the outskirts of Asakusa.

The atmosphere here is quite desolate and deserted, but the lights are still on in the house so late at night, which does make people feel creepy.

And this is exactly where Miyamoto Iori lives. When he got up and walked out of the long house to practice sword in the woods, his sister Ogasawara Kaya also opened her eyes and stood up.

But when she stood up, her attire changed from her usual long green dress to one that looked like a goddess, even her hair and pupils were green.

Her eyes and face revealed a kindness different from that of Xiangye, a temperament that an ordinary girl would never possess.

She walked silently to the side of Saber lying on the bed, knelt beside the bed and stretched out her hands, and the blue magic light bloomed naturally.

She is the fifteenth Servant summoned at the end, who possessed Ogasawara Kaya's body and manifested into the world, Himitsu Tachibana.

Her real identity is the wife of Yamato Takeru. She once accompanied Yamato Takeru on the Eastern Expedition and always accompanied the lonely Yamato Takeru with love.

When crossing the Sea of Zou Shui, he sacrificed himself to appease the anger of the sea god, allowing Takeru to cross the sea smoothly and pacify Ezo.

"This will surely make everything alright..."

The blue light merged into Saber's body, and a peaceful smile filled her face. After completing the treatment, she returned to bed and laid down, handing the control of her body back to little Kasahara Kasaya.

Saber suddenly woke up from her dream and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab something, but she found that there was nothing around her except a simple bed sheet.

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"It looks like this will be a peaceful night, and until the sun rises, this land will continue to live in peace and tranquility."

Manshu did not enter the hall that he had ordered erected, but stood outside the door and looked up at the sky.

The moonlight today is pretty good, and the full moon is only a few days away. There is not much light on the ground to block the starlight in the sky.

Especially after the fight with Saber, if there was still any cloud in the sky that could obscure the stars and the moon, it was completely dispersed.

What was left were only some remnants of magic power, hanging and twinkling in the sky, as if they were stars.

But there is no difference, the night sky is quite beautiful, and it is indeed enough to make people stop here.

However, Manshu was not a person with such a refined taste. No matter how beautiful the scenery in the sky was, he would probably get bored after looking at it for a minute or two.

He is a person who has difficulty appreciating the beauty of nature, or rather, the interest has never been here, because he has never paid attention to this.

He looked at the night sky, and was only observing, waiting and preparing for his next move.

Just as he said, this land will remain peaceful before the sun rises. There is no need to break the dark night, because when the time comes, the night will naturally be burned out by the sun.

After a long while, Mansu withdrew his gaze and walked towards the hall, stretching out his hands.

The hall immediately began to shake, and the dazzling gold turned into a flowing river, which poured directly onto Mansu and almost knocked him down.

"Your help is still so perfect, my beloved goddess Sekhmet. People in the world are eager to appease your anger. Only when your anger is eliminated can civilization and wisdom flourish on earth."

Manshu hugged the golden lion in front of him, stroking its soft fur and feeling the suppressed fire under the flowing gold.

The temperature of this flame was even higher than when Mansu left. Just a brief touch made Mansu feel a burning sensation. If he continued to linger there, he would be afraid of the risk of getting burned.

"It's really not satisfying to ask you to just weed out some weeds, I'm really sorry.

Killing those things probably just warmed up your body, but the opportunity to vent is coming soon, so please be patient. "

Sehermat's throbbing passion had already been fully manifested in material things. If it weren't for those Yin-Yang masters' servants, perhaps nothing serious would have happened. Although those things were just dregs, they could still make people bleed.

After getting Manshu's promise, the golden lion just rubbed against Manshu half-believingly, and then kept a distance from him, as if looking at Manshu and wondering about the credibility of his words.

"If you don't believe it, you might as well come back. It's the same in my eyes anyway."

Manshu could only sigh helplessly and then opened his empty eyes.

Upon hearing this, Sekhmet immediately turned around and walked to the deepest part of the hall, prostrated himself on the ground, looking lazy, as if he was going to take a rest.

"Don't worry, it will be soon."

Manshu shook his head, then turned to look outside the hall. The moonlight was no longer bright.

The Morning Star had just ascended into the sky, and was about to bring a beam of light that would burn away the darkness in the sky along with the stars and the moon, leaving only the blazing sun shining brightly in the sky.

After seeing the rising of Venus, Mansu turned and walked to the back of the hall, the core of the palace.

The golden lion was crouching under the King's Stairs, guarding this place like a guardian before the king. Its dazzling golden hair also took away a lot of the glory from this place.

Mansu walked straight past Sekhmet, climbed the low stairs, and came to the throne prepared for him.

Manshu touched the throne lightly with his hand, chuckled, and then sat on his seat.

"It's time. This night has been long enough. This land has been too peaceful. So this night should end. The peace should have come to an end long ago."

Manshu's right hand tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne, and the glow on the skyline was already imprinted in his eyes.

The time of sunrise has arrived. The stars and the moon in the sky will fade away, and only the sun will remain in the sky.

"Rise up. Here comes the bright eye of Horus, here comes the glorious eye of Horus. Live, live, Eye of Horus in the great hall."

As soon as Manshu opened his mouth, he called for light. That light would not stay in any one place but would cover everything here.

The traces of the flow of magic flow out from this throne as the starting point, and one after another, sacred magic lights overflowing with brilliance form a scene like a magic circuit, filling the hall.

The light of Horus naturally illuminates this place, and his gaze brings the sun, light and heat.

Sekhmet was here, and the moment the light came, he naturally stood up, stood on his two hind legs, and raised his two front paws upwards.

She will receive the light of the sun, she will receive the sun, the daughter of Ra will pass through the sky and send light.

As a result, the glow in the sky became more abundant and more intense, but there was more than one source of light.

The sky of Edo was illuminated by the light of Ueno earlier. Just before the sun rose, when the light on the horizon was still burning the night sky, the sky of Edo was completely illuminated by another sun rising from the ground.

“What is that? This position… What on earth does the ownerless Rider want to do? He has announced his existence so clearly to the world. It seems that he can’t wait to see how he will perish.”

They could clearly see the terrifying light rising not far from them in Kan'ei-ji Temple in Ueno.

It was a very abundant magical power, mixed with the aura of gods. It could be said to be a very terrifying power.

Tsuchimikado Yasuhiro was no longer panicking at this moment, and he turned and shouted outside the room:

"Long Jun, how is the matter going?"

Tsuchimikado Yasuhiro's room was moved to another one. After all, his original room was damaged, so he moved to the one on the side.

"A notice has been sent to all the masters. Lord Yui Masayoshi will be here soon."

Tsuchimikado Takatoshi answered respectfully.

"The next step is to wait patiently for the day to pass and the sun to set and the world to return to night."

But he was afraid that the day would be difficult to end. Mansu, sitting on his throne, bestowed all the blessings he could, allowing the power to remain in this hall.

Manshu did not use this place as a temple, but as his own territory and his own city.

Therefore, no things like consecration were done, but some similar actions had to be done. Otherwise, this was just a building made of mud and stones. Even if it was mixed with divine power, a decent attack would be enough to break it.

So Manjusri prayed to the gods, asking them to place their blessing power on this temple. It didn't need to be long-lasting, just a limited amount of power would be enough.

It only needs to be dropped once, and it will disappear after being used a few times. This way, there is no need to constantly provide magic power to support its existence.

Otherwise, with Manshu's own power, he would not be able to support too many Lu gods to stay for a long time. ⑷∪. ②"

Now he just leaves his power on the pillars, walls, or murals of this temple.

When facing an enemy, it will attack on its own initiative, and the battle will end when its power is exhausted. In this way, it can also build a palace blessed by the gods.

He could also mix in gods from different regions, such as Greece, Egypt, Persia and even Mesopotamia. He would use any familiar gods he was familiar with until his magic power was overloaded.

"Well, it's time to ask those bored idiots to offer their blood as a sacrifice for my city."

After a while to complete everything, Manjusri laughed loudly on the throne, and used the remaining magic power in his body to convey his voice, making sure that all the magicians in this land could hear the sound from the front.

"All the participants of this counterfeit ceremony, today, when the ceremony has been going on for several days, if I had not taken a step, the cup of the waxing moon would not have accumulated souls.

Since you are trying to fight for the full moon that made wishes, you should not be so lazy, hiding behind the scenes and refusing to speak out, hiding your strength and not daring to show your strength. This is ridiculous.

Just relying on your tiny strength is not enough to shake my strength. Even if you use a hundred times more strength, what can you do?

Whether or not you still have the courage and the warrior's heart left in you, pick up your weapons and challenge me. Please me with your enthusiasm and noble courage. If there are qualified warriors here, it is not a problem even if you give me the prize of this ceremony as a reward to please me.

But if there is nothing, no warriors, no heroes, and no pride at all, then you and the whole of Edo will be reduced to ashes under my wrath. "

Manshu made the sound, and then continued to call for the power that could turn Edo under his feet into dust.

The great serpent with golden and blue stripes will appear again, it will encircle the temple, fulfilling the efficacy of the sacred serpent, demonstrating its power as the guardian of the Pharaoh and the protector of Egypt.

The power attached to the temple will also help it to take action, so as to unleash the true power of the Holy Snake and completely destroy the ground beneath its feet.

The enormous magical power displayed in this way will also make everyone understand that this is not a false statement, and that it is a real power that can destroy this city.

"The masterless Rider... ah, does he really intend to destroy this city just because he sees the joy in his heart?"

The samurai walking on the road looked up at the sky. As an artificial human, Yui Masayuki could understand the meaning of this.

"Killing everyone will save you from having to think about who is your friend and who is your enemy. This is undoubtedly a convenient approach. Master, you are in trouble because you want to draw a line, but that Heroic Spirit will not."

Ugly Gozen, who was behind Jing Zhengxue, spoke.

"So it's true... the entire Edo Castle, the ownerless Rider has the ability to do this..."

Yui Masayuki's worried expression became more and more intense, so she had no choice but to quicken her pace and rush to Kanei-ji Temple. As the founder of this medical profession, Tsuchimikado should not be without a solution.

……

"Come and let me see if this land can still give us some surprises."

Mansu, sitting on the throne, was waiting here with some expectation.

But this point will soon be satisfied, because the sun rising from the other side of the horizon is not a normal sun, but a dark one.

The swirling smoke came down from the sun, making the sky and the earth become psychedelic.

"Is it an illusion or real? But it doesn't matter. Just bring out whatever you have left. Otherwise, it will be too boring."