The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

This time, Mashu, who had never been shaken before, stepped on the ground backwards and plowed a long groove in the ground.

"No problem, release your desires as much as you can, Brunhilde. Next... I didn't expect someone would come to my place. Fortunately, the first thing I did was to cast magic to prevent invasion."

Paracelsus turned his attention back from the distant battlefield to himself and looked towards the shadows in the distance.

"Your Excellency's magic skills are indeed extraordinary. It is even difficult for me to believe that my action just now was a mistake, but even so, it was exposed."

The discovered Cursed Arm immediately rushed out from the shadows, and several throwing knives flew out first to cut off several magic tricks set up around him, allowing Cursed Arm Hassan to rush directly towards Paracelsus without any hindrance.

The bandaged Hand of Satan wrapped around the Cursed Wrist of Hassan was directly unsealed, and the arm stretched forward was about to touch Paracelsus and obtain the simulated heart.

"That's pretty decisive. I should also take out something equivalent to it and witness the true glory of the ether!"

When Paracelsus found himself being approached by the enemy, he was already prepared to respond. The Philosopher's Stone that had been prepared long ago quickly released magic, forming a crystal-like wall for defense.

He directly drew out his own treasure. The elemental sword could perform ritual magic in an instant, using the five elements as a medium to release the pseudo-God-era true ether.

Although it was only a short-lived simulation, the True Aether of the Age of Gods had the power to shatter everything around it as long as it existed.

This instantaneous spell was faster than Curse Wrist Hassan. Curse Wrist could only regretfully retract his Satan's Hand and dodge to the other side.

"Your Excellency is not without a fighting spirit compared to ordinary magicians. If you had drawn the magic sword a little slower, I would have been able to get your heart smoothly."

"Really? Then all my training these hours has not been in vain. Come on, continue to witness my light, assassin lurking in the darkness."

Paracelsus made full use of the Philosopher's Stone surrounding him, and combined with the magic sword in his hand that could assist, amplify, and strengthen magic, the magic of the five elements was quickly released and violently smashed towards Hassan the Cursed Arm.

"The magic on Sister Lancer disappeared. Brother Cursed Arm did a great job."

Arash's sharp eyes did not miss any changes, and arrows like rain were shot out from his hands in an instant.

The arrows in the sky formed a black torrent, roaring like a wave, trying to engulf Brunhilde.

Brunhilde, who had been launching a fierce attack, turned back to defend, but she still didn't have time to knock away all the arrows, leaving a wound on her left arm.

"Ah... Sigurd... All I know... is... Sigurd..."

The damage she suffered only made Brunhilde sink deeper into despair. Unable to achieve victory, the frenzied desire only oppressed her emotions even more.

Not only was the blue flame burning, but the blazing flame was also burning fiercely.

The original Rune ignited the flame. The God-age Rune, which was a thousand times more terrifying than the current Rune magic, brought a breath of destruction. Gold melted in the flame and the sand underfoot was burned into glass.

Brunhilde regained her former divinity and began to fully exert her power, running rampant as a god.

Mashu, who was still able to defend herself, began to retreat repeatedly until Fujimaru Ritsuka was behind her. The shield was able to stand firm and stuck in the ground without retreating another step.

"This is totally out of control. Before the fire burns us clean, it might burn itself first."

Arash shook his head repeatedly, but even he could hardly stop Brunhilde in this state.

"Mashu, Mr. Arash, it will be enough to hold Lancer back for a while."

Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted loudly and then raised his arms.

"Command Spell, provide me with the magic power to release Arjuna's Noble Phantasm!"

The shadow of inspiration summoned through simple summoning also has the ability to release treasures.

However, this battle had already consumed a great deal of Fujimaru Ritsuka's magic power, so the Command Seals were used directly to supply his magic power.

Arjuna put away the Fire God Bow, took out the Beast Master, and began to understand the power of the treasure.

Brunhilde, sensing the danger, began to accelerate her own collapse more violently to make the flames more vigorous.

Chapter 71 Revelation

"Just like the aura you exude about the decisions you made in the past, the decision you are making now is equally foolish and hopeless."

Holding the snake staff, Molai was not afraid of the blizzard around him. He just waved the staff in his hand, and God would display his power through his hand.

Hailstones heavier than the snowstorm began to fall from the sky. It could be called a disaster. Even worse weather was directly summoned to disrupt Ilya's actions.

"Hahaha...you're saying these nonsense words again. If you can recognize yourself for a moment, I might still want to listen to you. After all, even noisy voices are not worthless."

Elijah only looked down upon Morai who was pretending to be aggressive in front of him. He kept waving the rock sword in his hand, so that the surging blood could never get close to him.

2 As the anchor that divides the two eras of the ancient Russian land, Ilia is quite skilled in dividing various things with the power of the earth.

The giant sword wielded by the magpie danced with violent magic power, raising waves of violent storms, connecting with the surrounding wind and snow, and outlining the image of a dragon and snake as a mountain.

Zmey Gorynych is a three-headed dragon in Slavic mythology, whose name means a dragon and snake born from the mountain.

０The greatsword in Ilya's hand also has another name, Aspid Zmey, which means Snake Shield.

⒋This sword comes from Svyatogor, the guardian of the Holy Mountain. It is also the shield defending the Holy Mountain. The dragons and snakes growing in the mountains have turned into a protective force. The clouds they outline divide the world, making it impossible for evil to invade the world protected by the World Tree.

"What makes you still stubborn in the face of the miracles I have performed one after another, and why do you still not know how to get back on the right track?

5 Have pagan idols shown you so many deceptive things that you are no different from the deceived kings and wise men recorded in the Bible?

6 The power God has given me is to be used here. I will come before your eyes and break the power of the pagan idols that you rely on. This God-given rod will be used as a rod of punishment.

㈣Molai said this, raised the staff in his hand, and made a striking motion towards the front.

As the staff was swung down, all the rolling magic power released by Ilya was dispelled.

The howling wind, the biting blizzard, and the shadows of dragons and snakes hidden in the wind and snow were all broken up at the same time.

God is the embodiment of natural phenomena, and the rod in Morel's hand is used to veto the natural god.

The gods of Egypt were irrefutably overwhelmed, and ten plagues fell upon the land of Egypt.

The mythology of the Slavs was still in a relatively primitive state of worshipping gods. Otherwise, Grand Prince Vladimir would not have tried to regulate the beliefs of the Slavs in the city of Rus and try to unify the beliefs of the entire territory.

Those gods from primitive mythology did not have a more noble origin, that is, they came from outside the planet. They should also be the incarnation of the tentacles of the planet and the personification of natural phenomena.

This is exactly what is targeted by the power granted by the staff. As the staff is swung, the divine power is completely stripped away.

"See, this is ridiculous power that comes from pagan idols. There is only one true God, and that is the One who gave me this great power!

I am the rod of God, holding the staff. God’s anger comes from my hand to attack those who have angered God and betrayed God, making them as lowly as dirt and being trampled on wantonly!

Molai said excitedly, and he waved the staff in his hand and hit forward again and again, trying to kill Elijah who despised him.

The wind and clouds have long been controlled, and the falling hail and disasters will be twisted into a stream, moving forward in the form of a pure attack in the form of fluid.

Blood, hail, wind, the atmosphere, and even the world of everything, everything that can be seen before the eyes, all formed a fluid-like form, as if the entire world had turned into a huge wave.

"What a waste of words! I finally see that the only thing that matters is the rod in your hand, which enables you to perform this false miracle and imitate the works of the prophets of the past."

Ilya did not panic, but his expression became even more contemptuous, as if he did not want to take the enemy in front of him seriously at all.

He raised the huge sword in his hand and patted the silver-gray armor on his body, shaking off the frozen ice on the armor.

"Well, let's get serious and crush you, the real blasphemer, to pieces! This is not the first time I have seen blasphemous idols. Even the majestic demons that people believe in can still be conquered by me.

Relying on one's own strength will only lead to inevitable arrogance and pride. Before the revelation from God will reveal all the fate, I can only show my glory with compassion. "5

The dispelled cold wind blew up again, and this time it was not the Russian Mother of God who brought the wind and snow, but Ilya.

The desert land beneath his feet has turned into cold permafrost, and the country covered by frost that is engraved deep in Elijah's heart has materialized here.

The heroic chapter was opened again. This time, the warriors carried the heavy frost on their backs and sang along with the memories engraved in Ilya's body by this frozen land.

The endless night is commensurate with the battle that never ends and has no conclusion.

The appearance of all the heroes is not an immortal poem of heroic spirit and achievements, but a song of death to reach the end and bury themselves.

The poem that recorded the death of the warriors on that long winter night is the last remnant of the ancient Russian God Age, and is the remaining poem recorded in the realm record belt.

The ending of the story is just like the meaning of this never-ending journey. There will be no dawn, and everything will disappear along with the blizzard on the eve of dawn.

The brave Russian warriors knew the outcome very well, but they still moved forward with a determined quest.

Those heroes who had experienced countless battles and won countless laurels formed an army ready to go, heading towards the world ahead that was like a wave hitting them.

The only one who can know the ending is God, who brings revelation and final destiny.

This is not something that the apostles of the beast, who act recklessly in the name of false prophets and speak boastful and blasphemous words, and who counterfeit the authority of God, can do.

In the past, when the beast with seven heads and ten horns came from afar across the sea, it performed a false miracle and reenacted the resurrection of Christ before people's eyes.

The beast makes war on the saints and overcomes them with a false and blasphemous authority. Every tribe, people, tongue and nation of the earth falls down. The beast also calls for false prophets to perform false miracles to deceive people on the earth.

This was something that was known in advance, but it was just being implemented here.

But what is false, how can it become true? The day of wrath is coming, and everything will be buried in fire and brimstone.

The whole world turned into a wave and rushed over, but it could not stop the warriors' charge. Even though everything looked like a massacre, it was still the same.

Not only can you see bodies being torn apart and blood blending into the water, but you can also constantly see heads and arms flying through the sky. All there is is death.

Blood covered everyone's body, but no one flinched in fear, afraid of the fate of death.

The fate of defeat has been revealed, and all the warrior has done is to spill the fine wine he once drank.

The warriors recorded in the songs of the warriors will neither waver nor retreat. This is the embodiment of their title of Bogatyr.

This word comes from heroes, and even more from gods who are heroes.

The surging world finally flowed away, and only a handful of strong men were still able to stand, and the rest were buried in the waves mixed with blood and all things in the world.

"You actually survived? You have a strong vitality, but it's meaningless. God's power has only been revealed in my hands. I only need to swing the staff again, and everything you have done will be meaningless."

When Molai saw that Elijah was able to walk out alive, he couldn't help but show a bit of anger on his face, and he swung his stick quickly.

"Are you really the apostle of the beast? Or are you just a fool like you who would obey the orders of the beast?"

No matter how much you wave the cane, what more can you do?

The false miracle certainly has incredible power, and before the calculated day arrives, this power can do whatever it wants.

But that was all. The person holding the staff had no power at all. He was just the beast's knife, swinging it for her.

No matter how many miracles there are, they cannot stop the warriors from advancing. Even if everyone is dead in the end, the power of death brings the final judgment.

This is the judgment that God, who is watching over everything in the world from the sky, will make, and through the rock sword wielded by Elijah, he will bring true revelation to the world.

"It's over, or you can continue to deceive yourself."

The warrior had walked in front of Molai without knowing when, and the huge sword with snow and lightning slashed from top to bottom, knocking the staff out of Molai's hand.

"What... no...!"

Molai seemed to be drained of energy, his bones itched, he had lost everything, and collapsed to the ground.

Morley turned around subconsciously, put his hands on the ground and tried to crawl to the place where the cane fell.

But when the cane was knocked down, it turned into a snake and fell to the ground, trying to escape quickly.

Ilya didn't care about the future, and quickly called out the thunder from his hand, turning it into a spear and throwing it to kill the snake.

However, the lightning did not leave any traces on the snake transformed by the staff. The snake disappeared very quickly and left Ilia's inherent barrier directly.

"It's more flexible and stronger than I thought. I should have hit it closer."⑸

Seeing that he failed to keep the snake staff, Elijah slapped his thigh and felt a little regretful.

Chapter 72: Rage

The expanding high-temperature flames continued to devour the entire earth. With the power of runes taught by the great god Odin, Brunhilde displayed her power as a demigod without reservation.

Despite having lost most of her sanity due to her own madness, Brunhilde was unable to properly use the power at her disposal and simply wielded it violently, hoping only to kill her beloved before she was destroyed.

The original rune brought terrible destructive power, and also brought improvements to Brunhilde's overall attributes and skills.

This original rune inherited from the Nordic god Odin is as effective and powerful as tens of millions of runes used by modern magicians.

And the power that was wielded became more ferocious as Brunhilde's emotions rose. The magic arrows shot by Arash were all turned into ashes before they could even get close.

The only thing that could continue to defend was Mashu's shield.

The scorching flames and the gunshots that imitated the giant wolf Fenrir shook Mash's body with every strike.

This is Galahad's Noble Phantasm, and as the center of the chalk city of Camelot, it is a shield that will never collapse unless the heart surrenders, and it still stands there firmly.

The chalky city, the long-distant ideal city, reappears, erecting walls that will never fall as long as the heart does not yield.

Even the flame of the great god, the flame that overflowed from the heart of the Valkyrie Brunhilde, burning herself and all her thoughts, could not shake this white city.

The fire of love cannot break through Mashu's defense, so Arjuna's judgment will be released smoothly.

The beast master, who was released through the Command Seal and accumulated power, was more than enough to destroy Brunhilde, who had become a demigod again, even though his power was reduced due to his spiritual shadow.

This magic weapon, given by Shiva, the god of creation and destruction, is perfect for killing divine opponents.

"That's enough, Mash!"