The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

Gilgamesh raised the sword of creation above his head. The three sections of the cylinder coordinated with the movement of the celestial bodies, each rotating with weight and energy friction equivalent to the movement of the earth's crust.

Even if it was just an ordinary liberation, the huge amount of magic power that surged out of it had already exceeded the scope of calculation.

The holy sword stirred up a violent wind all over the sky, and was about to perform the miracle of creation.

Chapter 52: The Ritual of Exchange

This is the original sword that witnessed the creation of the world in the mythical era, and its mission is to split the chaotic world.

The divine sword that created the world has stirred up a violent wind at this moment, and is about to show the miracle of creation again.

Along with the sound of proof of liberation, the sky and the earth shook, and a huge ball of magic power was released, shaking the laws of the universe.

There is no need to add any unnecessary means, just take out the sword and swing it down.

Because this sword is the oldest and most powerful treasure that humans can obtain.

The three stone slabs on the sword represent heaven, earth and the underworld respectively, which can be said to be the representation of the universe.

The amount of magical power that surged out alone was beyond calculability.

And when the sword is swung down, the three thousand worlds will be nothing but chaos, and the new truth will split the sky, the earth, and the ocean, destroying everything in the universe.

The sky was collapsing, the earth was breaking apart, but only the Sword of Lie was still shining brightly.

"Even after this, you still won't give it your all? Your arrogance has clouded your heart and may even cost you your life."

But this level alone is far from satisfactory.

It was just an ordinary swing of the magic sword, and the necessary means were not used at all.

What Suo Manshu really expected was not just to see the Sword of Separation swung so simply.

What he wanted to do was to see that the enemy in front of him had tried his best, used all the means, and even burned the spiritual foundation that was the basis of his existence completely, and then launched the attack.

: “Praise be to Thee, O Hidden Ra, Owner of the Throne of the Earth.

⒉The ancient sky, the immortal earth, and the master of all,

⑼The foundation and support of all things, he transcends all forms and is unrivaled among the gods. "

Standing on the bow, Manshu simply recited a hymn to Ra, calling the power of the sun to him in order to deal with the magic released by the Sword of Separation.

But his power did not stop there. Manshu took out the toy he had seized earlier from the side. It was a magic spear that had been cut into two pieces and had lost most of its luster.

4 "I know. I took this eye from the mead of the fountain of wisdom in exchange for the right to use this spear."

San relied on the magic power that kept surging in his body, and Manshu spared no effort to exert all of this power.

The light and heat of the sun god will stop the power of creation, and the price taken from the fountain of wisdom will be exchanged for the indestructible and deadly divine spear.

Those were the eyes that Odin gave to the giant Mimir in exchange for wisdom.

④At this moment, in exchange, Manshu raised the magic spear Gungnir that was previously cut off by Norton's sword.

The broken spear once again shone with the light of the great god, and the runes carved on the tip of the spear were filled with powerful divine energy.

"Your names are Grimm, the Wanderer, the Almighty Father, the Father of the Slain, the Hanged God, the Prisoner God, the Burden God, the Warrior, the Helmeted One, the Famous One, the Third One, the Pale One, the Shapeshifter, the Seeker of Truth, the Awakened One, the Flashing Eye, the Flaming Eye, the Leader, the Wise One, the Father of Men, the Blind One, the God of Desires, the Deafening One, the Father of All, the God of War, the Surprise Attacker, the One-Eyed One, the High God, Grimnir, the Cloaked God, the Scepter God, the Lord of War, the Enemy of the Hungry Wolf, the Awesome One, and the Storm Bearer."

After seeing Odin's power descending, Manshu shouted even harder. Of course, before that, he also set up a barrier to block out the sound.

It is enough for the gods to hear this voice, but as for the arrogant and ignorant guy in front of me, I should wait until I die before I can listen to it.

Then two ravens flew out from the dark sky. They were Haiji and Mulin standing on Odin's shoulders.

With the appearance of the two crows, the originally dark sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and even the scattered stars were swallowed up by the dark clouds.

This is the prelude to the coming storm, and also the call before Odin, the King of the Wild Hunt, sets out.

"Use your wisdom to reforge the broken spear, and let me throw this spear to send new warriors to your Valhalla."

As he said this, Manshu looked at Gil who was swinging the sword of separation in front of him and said: 佴♀玖:￥si◆】琳４⒊旿〓＿６㈣Gamesh, can this thing really be sent to Valhalla?

But anyway, the power that was brought down was still continuing, and Odin didn't seem to have any objection to it, so Mansu didn't have to worry about anything.

The storm had already begun at this moment, and two wolves jumped onto the deck from the side of the sun boat and lay down at Mansu's feet.

At this moment, the power of the ritual is about to reach its peak, and an eight-legged divine horse emerges from the storm. It is Sleipnir, the steed of Odin.

"The dripping ring, the greedy wolf, the shrewd horse, the dancing spear, the crow of remembrance.

Praise, praise, praise, I dedicate my life to this spear

How dignified, how beautiful, how magnificent, my voice resounds a thousand miles away."

Manshu finally stopped singing, raised the tip of Kungunir's spear, and dug out his right eye from his face.

This right eye is the sacrifice and the price of exchange.

Of course, it goes far beyond this. If you want to complete a sacrifice, you should do everything you should do.

Manshu used his other hand that was not holding the gun to remove his right eye, and then pierced his body with the spear in his hand.

It was impossible for him to lie on the tree for seven days and seven nights, so as to make more stabbings as sacrificial offerings.

The rune of Rune fell out from the wound and then flowed into the broken spear, allowing the spear to be recast with greater power.

What was taken out from the treasury of the heroic king was not the real Odin's spear, but a spear called Kungunir that existed as an original weapon. And the original weapon was unlikely to be comparable to the weapon blessed and used by the Lord God himself.

But now this spear can compare to it, the majestic aura displayed on the spear, and a one-eyed old man in a black cloak is standing beside it.

In the end, the ring used as a ritual fell from the old man's shadow and landed on Manshu's gun-holding hand.

Manshu put on the ring and raised the recast Kungunir. Odin will personally make his own declaration.

Mansu raised the spear in his hand and threw it into the distance. A bright light flashed across the sky and became a meteor falling from the sky.

At the moment the spear was thrown, Odin's divine words were uttered from the mouth of the old man in black robe, as a manifestation of the sacred power of the spear.

As the wind pressure created by the release of the Sword of Separation dissipated from Gilgamesh's side, a meteor pierced through the sky and headed straight towards him.

This shot is sure to hit and is unstoppable.

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The previous chapter was changed to Vimana. I didn’t think too much about it when I was writing it. The first thing that came to my mind besides Vimana was Maana, so I used it directly. I still didn’t think enough about it. I’m really sorry.

Chapter 53: Wrong Selection

Matou Jiuyanye fell from the sky, but this time he was able to use magic to keep himself on his feet.

Although he is quite busy on weekdays, Matou Kariya has not stopped training and practicing magic.

In the past, Matou Kariya hated magic very much, and of course he still hates it very much now.

He could still clearly see the evil nature of the magicians.

They are a group of guys who cannot be called human beings at all. They are a group of complete devils.

However, Matou Kariya also hopes that he can be of some use, so he is still improving his skills.

Although it is impossible to improve his attainments in magic in a short period of time, the power in Matou Kariya's body at the moment was forced in. He does not need to improve his level, as long as he can use it skillfully.

Just like now, relying on the manipulation of gravity and the control of airflow to descend autonomously, this was something that was simply impossible for Matou Kariya to do before.

But now he can not only accomplish this, but also maintain a vertical posture and land as lightly as a feather.

This experience gave Matou Kariya a huge boost of confidence. Having just been blessed with strength not long ago, he could only barely land on the ground without getting hurt.

“Kareya?”

Just after Matou Kariya landed, he took a step forward when he heard the gentle voice that was so familiar to him.

"sunflower……"

Although Matou Kariya was mentally prepared, the sudden encounter still frightened him a little. He only made a groan-like sound and called out the name of the woman he could not forget.

But immediately, Matou Kariya knew that he had to wake up and let the insect bite him hard inside his body.

The intense pain was the best sedative, calming the panicked Matou Kariya down all of a sudden and allowing him to start organizing words in his mind.

Actually, he should have had some preparations in his mind before coming here, but all of them disappeared without a trace when he heard the call.

"How will you be here?"

Matou Kariya saw only a hint of doubt on Aoi's face, and thought that maybe she didn't know that she had killed Tōsaka Tokitoki, so he spoke in a normal greeting tone.

"It was Tokito's new disciple, a priest named Kotomine Kirei who works in the local church, who asked Rin and I to take refuge here."

Although Aoi was somewhat surprised to meet Matou Kariya, she did not have too many defenses against this childhood sweetheart of hers. She thought for a moment and then answered.

Matou Kariya felt strange after listening to this, wondering why Kotomine Kirei didn't tell Aoi that he killed Tōsaka Tokitsu.

If Aoi knew that Tōsaka Tokitoki was killed by herself, the kindness and friendliness in her eyes now would probably turn into hatred.

Provoking contradictions and conflicts, and then profiting from them, this is what Matou Kariya could imagine Kotomine Kirei doing.

"Kotomine Kirei? That guy is not a good person. You should be careful."

Although he had no idea what Kotomine Kirei was planning to do, Matō Kariya subconsciously warned him.

"Kotomine Kirei is Tokishi's new disciple and his assistant. Even if he is not a good person, he will not do anything to me and Rin."

Aoi shook her head, obviously not taking Matou Kariya's words seriously.

"But this place is not safe. If you need to take refuge, you can come to the Matou residence. There is... that is the safest place in the entire Fuyuki City right now."

Matou Kariya didn't care, and continued with the previous topic.

"Besides, Sakura hasn't seen you and Rin for a long time, and we haven't played together for a long time. This is a good opportunity..."

Matou Kariya said excitedly that he had once promised Sakura that after the Holy Grail War was over, he would take Sakura, Aoi and Rin to play together again.

But it would certainly be better if it could be realized now, so Matou Kariya said with great anticipation.

“Kareya, I want to ask you, this time… why did you come back?”

But just as Matou Kariya was daydreaming, Aoi suddenly asked.

"Me? Of course it's because..."

Matou Kariya was about to answer subconsciously, but then he remembered something and looked at his childhood sweetheart again.

"Ah... I'm such an idiot, always dreaming unrealistic and naive dreams. I clearly have feelings, but I'm still deceiving myself."

Matou Kariya once again looked at his childhood sweetheart, the girl he had always been thinking about.

Not only is he looking with his own eyes, but he is also looking more deeply with the wisdom he has gained.

His eyes were as useless as his wisdom, at least that's what he thought, so he needed to seek the wisdom of the king and the power of the god Thoth.

So he really saw it clearly, saw the sadness in the eyes of the woman in the light green dress in front of him, and saw Aoi's hands that kept shaking.

“Did you really kill Tokitoshi, Kariya?”

Seeing Matou Kariya's reaction, Aoi did not continue to maintain a calm voice, but asked with a trembling voice.

The tears could no longer be restrained in the eye sockets, and flowed out of the eyes.

"I……"

Matou Kariya felt suffocated. He was clearly prepared, but when he saw Aoi's tears, his brain short-circuited and he couldn't think.

However, the magic that had been running did not stop. The pain caused by the magic circuit and the eyes still made Matou Kariya take a few steps back to come to his senses.

"Yes...I killed Tokitoki, in the Tokisaka mansion."

Matou Kariya shouted out loudly, in one breath, without pausing for a moment.

He was afraid that if he stayed for a moment he wouldn't be able to speak again.

The sound went through the lungs, along the trachea and out of the mouth, and the heart kept beating uncontrollably.

"That night I fought him squarely, and he lost to me in magic, and his Servant also lost to my Servant."

After saying this, Matou Kariya covered his chest with his hands to feel his constantly beating heart, and couldn't even hear what Aoi was saying.

Just saying these few words made him sweat so much that his clothes were soaked, and his legs became weak and he could hardly stand.

But it's all said, and that's enough.

"Why do you still appear in front of me..."

Aoi had fallen to the ground without knowing when, and pointed at Matou Kariya with trembling and weak fingers, shouting in a crying voice.

"Because I regret it, yes, I regret it!"

Matou Kariya no longer has anything to fear. I no longer need to think about the consequences or worry. I simply let the magic speak for itself with my confused mind.