The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

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③The pages of the book recovered quite quickly, but they were still worthless.

⒊ Seeing this answer, Manshu did not ask any more questions. He just walked towards the gate in front.

0 Anyway, he has to keep moving forward, whether he knows everything or knows nothing, he has to move forward.

The only difference is where the final destination of his journey is and when he should stop.

I don't know if I should really stop, but there should be such a place.

With the all-too-familiar feeling of weightlessness and a light that obscures the eyes, a new battle is about to begin.

As the hot wind carrying sand and dust blew on Manshu's face, Manshu stepped on the barren desert and came to this land.

This is the sixth singularity. The year is 1273, and Jerusalem should have been in the Ninth Crusade.

The Magic King gave the Holy Grail to someone who was supposed to die halfway through the Crusades. Unexpectedly, that person summoned Ramses II and died, leading to the defeat of the Crusades.

Until a mysterious follower who called himself Richard I the Lionheart appeared and led the Crusaders to capture Jerusalem.

This is the plot of the sixth chapter that was supposed to exist before the accident happened. However, the sixth chapter implemented in the arcade version, the Knights' Expedition to Lost Jerusalem, is a completely different plot.

But the Lion King came here, she summoned the Knights of the Round Table who had served her in the past, destroyed the Crusaders and established the Holy City.

The singularity's form and name changed, and it became the Sacred Round Table Realm of Camelot.

"It's still an empty scene. Although the Master can be a burden in some situations, it's still a bit boring to act alone."

Manshu waved his hand to disperse the dust that was rushing towards him, and used a small amount of magic power to separate the wind blowing towards him, and looked at his position.

But there is nothing to see. There is only a pile of sand here, and such a desolate scene is not very pleasing.

"Hmm... After returning to the normal world, has the desire to cough up blood become stronger?"③

Just after arriving on this land, Manshu felt a little irritated for no reason, and he subconsciously touched his chest, as if he was soothing his bloodthirsty heart.

This was naturally a meaningless move. Manshu opened his eyes to look for directions, intending to head directly to the Holy City of Camelot to capture a few upright knights.

It is a bit risky to directly confront the Lion King Rungomyniad who has descended here. Although her blood must be quite delicious, you still need to be patient.

"There seems to be someone alive not far away. This is good news."

After searching for a while, Manshu found the breath of a living person, and he couldn't wait to run towards there.

However, after taking only two steps, Manshu suddenly slapped his head, spent some of his magic power, and summoned a monster with the power of Marduk.

It was a monster that looked like a combination of a lion and a dragon, the "Mad Dragon" Ushumugalu.

Relying on your own two feet to get around consumes energy and is not very efficient, so it is still necessary to use a means of transportation.

Manshu rode on the lion dragon and drove the monster towards the direction he had noticed before.

The visibility in this desert is pitifully low. The howling wind constantly blows up sand and dust, making the land look like it is always covered by a thick curtain.

Even if I was just hurrying on my way, it was really annoying. Fortunately, the life reaction I had sensed before was not too far away.

"Hmm... Although it's weak, there is indeed a response from a Servant. This is even better. It will be convenient for us to understand the situation here."

When they were about to arrive, Manshu caught a faint reaction from his servants. It seemed that the team in front was the team of the mountain people.

"Master Yanzui, what's coming?"

Manshu rushed here without any cover. If he was alone, his movements might not be too obvious, but he was riding a huge lion dragon.

In this singularity, the mountain people belonging to Hassan and his gang are caught in a dilemma. They find it difficult to fight against either the Lion King or Osmandis.

There are also many monsters in this desert, so naturally we need to treat them with caution, otherwise how can we survive in this dangerous desert.

"We are already at the edge. Sphinxes shouldn't appear here, but this aura doesn't look like an ordinary monster. Be ready to run away at any time."

The leader of this small group of mountain people was called Yanzui by the people around him, so his identity should also be Yanzui Hassan, one of the Hassans.

Yanzui Hassan gave orders quickly, and the mountain people immediately dispersed.

"Mortals ahead, don't be alarmed by this. I have no desire to crush ants."

Manshu noticed the movement of those mountain people and shouted.

"There is someone... He might be a Servant. Everyone, step aside and let me face him alone."

Yanzui Hassan chose to walk forward alone. Ordinary mountain people would die easily when facing the servants, but he would not.

"You are truly a brave man, but your actions make me want to kill you."

Manshu's arrival blew away the dust around him. He jumped off the dragon lion and looked at Hassan who was walking towards him with smiling eyes.

"If you intend to take our lives directly, you should have launched an attack immediately instead of saying such unnecessary words."

Hassan was wearing a skull mask, so it was hard to tell the expression on his face, but I guess he looked fearless.

"It's true that being stained with the blood of civilians is disgusting, but you still look like a warrior, so maybe it's worth a try."④

Chapter 2: Holy City

"Your Excellency is just wasting your time by making these teasing remarks here. It is probably not worth wasting your time on us mountain people. I don't know how we can help you, so please tell me directly." 3

Smoked Hassan just shook his head and said calmly with a little respect. He was not worried about his own safety, but was worried about the people who were with him.

This assassin who used smoke to intoxicate his target was a top assassin among the many Hassans, second only to the original Hassan.

“My original plan was just to get from you the location of Camelot, the holy city established by the Lion King.

But you are quite interesting, and I can't help but feel more desire in my already uncontrollable state.

So let's do this. I will strike you with a blow, and as long as you survive, I will grant you a request. As for the people around you, whether you succeed or not, I will grant them safety before they reach their destination."

Manshu stretched out his right hand, and the overflowing magic power turned into flickering lightning at his fingertips, revealing a dangerous aura of destruction.

"It seems that Your Excellency has not given me the option of refusal. As long as you can promise the safety of my compatriots around me, then no problem, I will accept your conditions. They all know the location of Camelot."

Yanzui was not angry about this, but just chose to accept it.

"Heh...you are not worthy of insulting my credibility. Since I have spoken these words, there is no way they are false."

As Manshu spoke, he ejected his magic power and constructed a tiny barrier with lightning to separate Yanzui Hassan from the people of the mountains.

"This will at least prevent accidental injuries. I'll give you some time to prepare, but not too long. If I lose my patience, the angry lightning will tear apart this land as well."

"I see your sincerity, so come on, I'm ready."

Yanzui Hassan saw the lightning surrounding him and knew that the man in front of him was indeed capable of killing everyone present in an instant, but he was also confident that he could withstand Manshu's attack, so he spoke immediately without wasting any time. ⒉

"What a straightforward fellow! Open your eyes and see."

After hearing what Yanzui Hassan said, Manshu did not wait for a moment, and the magic power that he had been holding back for a long time roared out. Even though he had to endure the unusual pain, he turned the surging power into lightning and gathered it in his arms.

"I took the thunderbolt from heaven and threw it down upon the earth with my might."

Manshu gathered the magic power in his hands and transformed it into dazzling lightning, emitting blazing heat.

The terrifying light and heat were not just like holding lightning, but more like holding the sun in one's hand.

Then the ever-expanding magic power caused the lightning to expand in size, and in Manshu's hand it turned into a lightning spear that broke the earth.

In this short period of time, the sand under Manshu's feet has already shown signs of melting, and the gravel has been kneaded into a ball by the high temperature.

Thunder flew out from Manshu's hand and poured into the earth like a spear from the sky, bringing with it a thousand-ton thunder and dazzling light.

The sand on the ground could not withstand the terrible high temperature and was melted by it, forming a scene like an explosion.

Such power is already comparable to an average-level anti-military weapon. If it weren't for the immortal hero, there would probably be no way to survive this attack.

But after everything dissipated, Smoke-Drunk Hassan was still there, standing on the molten desert that had turned solid.

"What a terrifying power! This roaring lightning is just like the fear that Israfil brings to people. It shakes people's hearts and minds."

The drunk Hassan was as illusory as smoke, and only became solid again when he made a sound.

This is how he became Hassan's divine work, and its name is Fantasy Remembrance.

It is the ability to make oneself, the opponent and even the whole world intoxicated, eliminate the boundaries of all things in the world, turn oneself into smoke and blend into the world, and make all attacks on Hassan become illusions.

That is to say, while maintaining the treasure, Hassan the Smoke himself is invincible, but he is also in the smoke state and cannot interfere with others.

Therefore, this is a divine deed that can only protect oneself, but not others. The two deaths of Yanzui Hassan also originated from this.

Since he can only protect himself and not others, he can only remove his own Noble Phantasm and lose his life.

"Stranger Hassan, your divine power is truly bizarre, like beating one's fist on cotton. I cannot get any satisfaction from you, but the promise I made to you remains true.

I bless you, and the god of death who controls your life will take away those who caused your death. "

Manshu used some of his magic power to bestow blessings on the mountain people ahead.

Although the magic power used is not much, it should at least be enough to protect them from the monsters.

Even if you encounter the Knights of the Round Table blessed by the Lion King, there shouldn't be any problem as long as you don't encounter multiple Knights of the Round Table.

"This is..."

The drunk Hassan felt the blessing that fell upon them, a power that seemed to be real, but it still reminded him of the valley.

"Now tell me the location of Camelot. When I have seen the Lion King and her knights and filled the void in my heart, I will come to find you. You can think about what kind of request you should make to me."

Manshu, who had spent some time in vain, felt a little tired, so he said quickly that he planned to leave for Camelot.

"Yes, this is the map I drew. Camelot, the capital of the Lion King, is here. Our current location is roughly in this area. If we want to go to Camelot, we should go east first."

Yan Zui's attitude became more respectful. He directly handed the map he had drawn to Manshu and pointed out the direction.

Although this map is not so easy to understand, I can still understand it roughly. After all, I just want a general direction.

"But please be careful. Camelot is a dangerous place for us. The Lion King and her knights are murderous demons. They are evil demons destined to hell. Only the great prophets of the past can subdue them."

The drunk Hassan came over to advise Mansu instead, with a worried tone in his voice.

"That's what I'm here to do. Just head to a safe place and worry about your compatriots around you." S

Manshu took the map, waved his hand nonchalantly, and turned over to ride on the dragon lion again.

After spending time and magic on these mountain people, Manshu only felt his heart becoming more and more anxious.

The thirst for blood was born from the heart, and gradually spread to Manshu's body, making him greedily eat blood and hearts.

Manshu suppressed the impulse, riding the dragon and lion towards the east, and would not stop until he encountered servants and the Knights of Justice.

"I was overthinking. He was able to subdue such a terrifying monster, control the thunder of nature in his hands, and speak with the power of angels... Did the Lord hear our cries and send a messenger to save us?"

Drunk Hassan muttered to himself as he watched the figure quickly driving away from him and gradually disappearing in the thick dust storm.

But soon, he shook his head and turned to greet the mountain people who had scattered to the side.

"We are lucky today to have met a respectable hero who has placed the awesome power of an angel upon you to protect you from the evil that may infringe upon your lives.

After a short rest, continue on your journey. You have protection on you, so it won't be too dangerous to travel at night, so hurry back to the village, and I can save more compatriots."

"Yes, Master Yanzui."

The Shanze people quickly gathered together and rode the sandstorm again, heading towards the mountain village.

There are many monsters lurking in this desert, which is quite strange in this era.

It is now the thirteenth century, and even Richard I, known as the Wandering King, has been dead for nearly a hundred years. The mystery of this land should not be enough to support these monsters.

But at this moment, this piece of land contains a large amount of magic power. Even the wind that blows contains a high concentration of magic power that ordinary people may find difficult to endure.

However, the aura brought by the dragon and lion itself is enough to keep those monsters away, as long as they don't encounter the real master of this land.

However, the location is on the edge of the desert, so you won't encounter the Sphinx, the mythical beast that walks in this desert.

After spending some time, Manshu left the desert, but what connected to the desert was not any beautiful scenery, but the same barren wilderness.

There was not a single green spot to be seen, only cracked earth due to drought and deep pits one after another.

So it looks a bit like the surface of the moon, because the ground is full of holes like impact craters.

But once you see it, you can probably guess what caused it.

When you arrive at this desolate wilderness and walk a distance forward, you can see a place that is completely different from this black and gray wasteland full of death and desolation.

A white, majestic and sacred city was erected on the field of death. Anyone who sees this magnificent city on this land will probably admit that the name of the Holy City is not false.

As we got here, we gradually began to see people, and we kept seeing groups of people with their families walking towards the majestic city.

The team may be as small as a dozen or as many as eight or hundreds, all in rags, heading for the Three Saints City, Camelot.

However, when the civilians saw the dragon and lion ridden by Manshu, they still followed their reason and hurriedly pulled the luggage out of the way. No one dared to block the monster's march.