They've already fought their way through the Holy Grail War, and you still call them dragons?

"And do you know what it means to become the Greater Holy Grail? The treatment that the White King suffered when he was sealed was not something a mere human could fully endure. When that happened, your body—"

"That's nothing! As long as..."

Nono pursed her lips tightly, she just stared at Emiya, as if trying to force out words from between her lips.

"...What?" Emiya looked at Nono in surprise, who was acting out of character and speaking hesitantly and inarticulately.

"'As long as you are useful and demonstrate your value, you don't have to worry about being abandoned in the end.'"

Nuonuo turned his head away and suddenly said these words in a low voice.

This sentence sounded familiar to Emiya. The familiarity was that it was in line with the style of a certain cold and aloof character... Was it the Princess Zero from the trio?

Nono looked at him and nodded.

She had come into contact with those people when she was in Shenzhou. Although they had not communicated in depth, she was able to know the appearance of each member of the trio through profiles.

Then Nono took two steps closer, took Emiya's hand, and tightly wrapped her hands around his fingertips.

This pair of hands, which are not very big, already has quite a few scars and feels a bit rough.

"Please..." Nuonuo almost bit her lower lip, wrapping her hand around his palm and kneading it.

Emiya suddenly realized that these were all left behind in less than a year.

Emiya asked her to practice kendo, and she did. When the Holy Grail War became serious, she also offered to help.

But seeing Emiya falling into deeper and deeper danger of battle again and again, and herself doing nothing but supplying magic power, she felt an unprecedented panic in her heart.

It was like the silly monkey who was waiting in the Water Curtain Cave to be led away to the outside world by Tang Monk, but was shocked to see that Tang Monk had walked away alone with the white dragon horse without him knowing when.

"I'm willing to do anything to help..." She grasped Emiya's hand, her tone almost unprecedentedly lacking in strength and the decisiveness of the past.

How confident are you that you said that? I've already stressed this before, haven't I? Is a mere demigod worthy enough to bear the Greater Holy Grail?

Emiya wanted to say this, but Xia Mi's voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Hey, hey, hey, please stop acting so romantic and dreary in public, and don't dwell on this kind of thing. I've brought you the real Holy Grail expert. Your words don't count, so you all have to obey his orders now!"

"What?"

Xia Mi just hummed twice and clapped her hands. The earth suddenly overturned and a giant dragon with a broad back broke out of the ground!

It's Fenrir and Norton sitting on its back!

Just before, Xia Mi, who discovered the seriousness of the matter, quickly explained the situation through the blood alliance contract and called Master Norton.

In this way, the real behind-the-scenes operation team of the Holy Grail War has officially arrived.

Fenrir roared loudly in front of everyone's astonished eyes. When everyone was extremely alert to the monstrous breath that was about to erupt, he just shouted like a child, a very contrasting cry:

"Sister! I'm coming!"

Xia Mi couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand. Was she going to start a public chat with Fenrir about family matters? She really couldn't afford to lose face.

"The adults are talking, go play somewhere else, little kid."

"Oh..." Fenrir was utterly disappointed, as dejected as a child thirty or forty meters tall. It turned out that he wasn't the destined protagonist, the one who would turn the tide and shine, but merely a disposable tool for carrying people...

Emiya looked at the man who got off the dragon's back and said, "Are you Old Tang—!?"

No, this "Old Tang" doesn't laugh or act funny at all. He has a cold and businesslike demeanor, it's like he has completely changed his personality.

"You've got the wrong person. I'm not the person you know. My name is Norton."

Emiya was still not familiar with the name Norton. He had only heard of it recently from Xia Mi's statement. He was the alchemist master who was mainly responsible for the Greater Holy Grail system... However, thinking of Old Tang's various strange talents in the past, and seeing that he looked exactly like Old Tang -

Could it be that he is Lao Tang's other personality?

"Now is not the time for small talk, is it?"

Norton looked up and saw Ibuki Douji who was watching the group's "performance" with great interest.

Perhaps for the gods, the tasks of extermination and cleaning are too boring, and only the struggles and brilliance of creatures in the world are the sweet fruits that can attract their attention and break away from the rut?

Ibuki-douji's joyful smile seemed to be saying:

My patience is limited. If you don't put on a more interesting performance, my sword will strike you down without mercy!

"What a coincidence! Something I thought was impossible has actually happened."

Norton went to the scene in person and finally realized that the presence of the gods was very different from that of ordinary servants. No wonder the servants did not dare to act rashly. It was like leaving the regular track and taking a shortcut in an almost illegal way to achieve a complete overtaking.

"That's because, Norton, although you have excellent skills, your thinking is too rigid," Xia Mi complained, "Look at Bai Wang. She dared to think and act. Although she didn't succeed in the end, she did have a successful case, proving her correctness..."

"Of all the people here, you are the only one who has no right to say this to me!" Norton's blunt words made Xia Mi shut up immediately.

Emiya didn't have time to dwell on the relationship between Norton and Old Tang, so he brought the conversation back to the point: "Let's talk about what we can do about the compatibility of Nono and the Greater Holy Grail..."

After listening to this, Norton glanced at Nono, who had a hopeful expression on his face, and clearly came to a very straightforward conclusion:

"No! The divinity within you was originally sublimated from the fragments of that White King. Your own nature has not changed in essence. No matter what, you cannot serve as the complete Holy Grail."

Norton looked at everyone present, taking in their expressions. "Besides, simply maintaining a Servant isn't a reasonable approach. If they can't reach the level of a God, they'll ultimately be the chopping block of a God's eye, at her mercy."

"Therefore, we need to concentrate the power of our servants and create a new god-level combat force."

Norton looked around at several servants, most of whom were in a state of battle damage or even about to retire.

However, the divinity of Hercules, the power of the Minotaur King in front of Ugly Gozen, Sima Yi and the Holy Grail can speed up the operation of the earth veins... these are enough.

Since the opponent is the branch spirit of the Yamata no Orochi, we must create a hostile spirit that can defeat her, one of the three noble sons, Susanoo!

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The pitch-black crows flapped their wings, and the occasional inky feathers that fell fluttered in the air for a while before being washed away by the broad current of the Iron Dome Temple in Tokyo's sewer system.

This type of bird is not usually found in sewers.

However, these crows were quite clever and flew through the long, endless Iron Dome Temple, and finally arrived at a place at a corner where the water flow was strangely forming a vortex.

The raven landed on Odin's shoulder.

Obviously, this crow is Odin's "scout" or "eye".

"So that's how it is. The Holy Grail War eventually got out of control, and the White King transformed it into a ritual to reach the World Tree and ascend to godhood. But then, it was ultimately interrupted, and the plan fell through... What she wanted to achieve was Izanami, the Japanese Goddess of Creation?"

Odin shook his head. The White Emperor certainly had ambitions, but his vision was a bit narrow and his vision was not long-term enough.

If one could really become a god, then how could one be satisfied with just being the chief god of a region?

He lowered his head to look at the crystal coffin in front of him. This crystal coffin was clearly the same style as the one that sealed the White King's soul container, Frigga Zero.

However, the contents inside were completely different - the woman lying bound in the coffin was Saint Regisleph.

This crystal coffin was embedded in the ground, with obvious rune engravings and grooves filled with mercury, with crystal clear liquid flowing in them.

Like the Holy Grail, the Regis Reeves is deeply embedded in the ground and connected to the earth veins.

"Helvil, Orluun."

At this time, Odin called out to the dark corner.

In an instant, two girls in skirts with pale skin and long boots appeared, each holding a bright red Command Seal in their hands.

"Is the summoning complete?"

"Yes, my God!" Helver and Orluen responded excitedly.

Behind them appeared a slender woman wearing a pure white cloak, holding a round shield and a spear forged from divine iron. Her crimson eyes were as unfocused as a machine's, lacking the vitality and energy of an ordinary Heroic Spirit.

That posture was undoubtedly Lancer, the Valkyrie. Daughter of the Great God.

"It seems that the quality is acceptable, but there are still many shortcomings."

During this time, Odin embedded Regisleif into the earth veins as the core of the "imaginary Holy Grail". At the cost of disrupting the flow of the earth veins, he borrowed this land to perform the spirit-sentence ceremony.

—Some time ago, when Charlotte used mercury to survey the earth's veins for the second time, she discovered some abnormal flow patterns, but Xia Mi fooled her into believing it was Odin who was actually making these preparations.

Or rather, it should be said that thanks to the White King's actions that diverted attention, Odin was able to complete such a complicated task without being disturbed at all.

"Compared to Norton's Heroic Spirit model, it possesses combat instincts but lacks awareness," Odin said, comparing the battlefield information brought by the raven with his own research results. "How effective is the Noble Phantasm? Without actual combat scenarios and test subjects, it's impossible to judge."

"The divinity was granted quite easily, reaching the 'demigod' level. This was probably facilitated by the Nibelung-like spiritual realm created by the White King."

"The duration of the battle is not expected to be long. As a pseudo-holy grail vessel, Regisleve is a stark contrast to the White King."

Alas, there was too little time allowed for him to try.

After Odin looked at the crystal coffin, he saw a whole row of quaint old metal coffins, which were filled with the Valkyrie bodies that he had carefully selected. He had already succeeded in one case, so the rest could be left for the future. He could confidently follow the process to make the Valkyrie spirits.

He pushed aside the water surface, and in an instant, the backflow of water calmed down, like a smooth round mirror, reflecting the scene of his Nibelungen "Avalon", allowing the remaining metal coffins to sink from the water surface, and finally like drifting boats, they fell into the water and automatically drifted towards Apple Island.

There are still so many coffins, it's really not easy...

Odin looked at the scarce coffin reserves in Avalon and felt a little angry. In fact, there were originally huge reserves, but they were later stolen by Norton or Jörmungandr!

Odin had been observing the heroic spirits fighting fiercely in the Holy Grail War, and the more he watched, the more jealous he became.

Those heroic spirits that were supposed to be mine are mine!

But now, he only had a few big and small cats left in his hands, which could fight and could be considered as combat power, and a few Valkyries.

Helvir and Orluun looked at Odin, who remained silent and with low pressure swirling around him. They exchanged glances with a somewhat bewildered look on their faces.

Helweil shrugged. She always felt that although they joined the mysterious Medical Association and followed the legendary Odin, they did not have the slightest style of the citizens of the Kingdom of God. Instead, they were sneaky and cautious all day long... Were they originally joined some sewer organization?

Orluen raised an eyebrow. "Look around here again. What else could we be but a sewer organization?" "It feels like the sewer stench has marinated my clothes these past few days."

Regis Love was fine. After being knocked unconscious, she lay down in the sealed coffin. She didn't have to smell anything, and it was clean and hygienic.

Odin still had no idea how the two girls were plotting against him. He looked at the white-robed Valkyrie and began to analyze the current state of the Holy Grail War:

Now that we have a demigod Servant, we won't be completely powerless against Norton's Servant...

No, Norton should use the White King as the core of the Holy Grail, but if the White King's soul is defeated and the core collapses, the Servants will inevitably be eliminated.

In other words, the tide has turned! The advantage is mine!

Now it's his turn to come on stage and reap the benefits!

Chapter 244 This is the Third Power, Susanoo! (Two in One)

"Hey, so why am I the one who beats Ibuki?"

When Emiya saw that he was pushed to the center of the temporary ritual formation, he was completely confused.

We just agreed to create Susanoo, so according to the general idea, wouldn't it be to connect to the earth veins and start a new spirit summoning ceremony?

"It cannot be summoned."

Norton took the time to glance at him and replied.

He raised his fingertips, and a bright silver light flew out from his hand and floated into the deep black cave dug by Fenrir. The earth vein node deep under the ritual array was immediately activated by the new command.

He had been busy for quite some time just now. First, he used Fenrir's ability to quickly locate the nodes in the earth veins through the excavated caves.

Then, as the Lesser Holy Grail, Nono possessed a certain degree of authority. While this area of ​​black fog, which was the remaining spiritual form of the White King, Nibelung, had not yet dissipated, he seized the opportunity to control those veins and make use of them.

In simple terms, Nono needs to jump into the cave and stay there to connect to the earth veins.

Norton was busy for a while before he had time to explain the basic process principle to Emiya:

In this world, one might be able to summon the Amaterasu or Tsukuyomi from history, but it is difficult to summon Susanoo alone and completely...

The reason is that the historical Susanoo has transformed into the Yamata-no-Orochi, the pile of Yamata-no-Orochi corpses behind Ibuki-doji. If anyone dared to move, Ibuki would likely accuse them of disrespecting the gods and strike them down with his sword.

Before that, Hercules had already taken a sword strike for Fingel, and no one wanted to step into the trap again for no reason.

The only feasible way now is to take advantage of the fact that all the servants present have not yet left the stage and concentrate their respective powers on a human who can still fight for a long time.

The principle process is to utilize the theory of the integration of gods and Buddhas of "Gyuto Tenno = Susanoo" (see Chapter 167), based on the divinity of Gyuto Tenno of Uzumaki, allowing Nono to exert the authority of the Holy Grail, and cooperate with Charlotte's magic to efficiently control the earth veins, and accelerate the completion of the spiritual recasting of this divinity.

Through this series of processes, the divine incarnation of Susanoo was simulated. To ensure that it was strong enough to rival Ibuki, Heracles had to use his Noble Phantasm, the "War God's Belt," and finally, a human was chosen as a vessel to stabilize it...

In other words, it is similar to a pseudo-servant, but of course a more appropriate term would be pseudo-god.

"So that's how it is. It's really not that difficult." With Emiya's level, he understood it all easily.

"But if that happens, the Servants will have to leave the stage completely, right?"

Emiya's gaze swept across Fingel in the distance. The man's face showed strong reluctance and a look of great loss. He almost waved goodbye to Hercules with tears in his eyes.

Because in order to cooperate with the ceremony, Fingel was preparing to use the last command spell to make Hercules sacrifice his own treasure.

Unlike Emiya who uses his Noble Phantasms as ammunition anytime and anywhere, the Noble Phantasms held by ordinary Servants are actually part of their own spiritual base. Losing their Noble Phantasms is equivalent to permanent damage to their spiritual base.