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

"You can understand it this way: the Ultimate Word Spirit is like humanity's nuclear weapons, a backup plan for the Dragon Kings. The battle currently taking place has already reached or even surpassed the Ultimate Word Spirit on a normal level."

"Oh my God! This is outrageous! It's like the battle of gods recorded in mythology!" Guderian shouted beside Schneider, as noisy as an agile old gibbon. "Schneider, you said--"

"Shut up!" Schneider didn't have much childishness and didn't have time to jump up and down like a fool like Guderian.

"Vice Principal, I remember the intelligence you gave me indicated that the Eight Snake Clans are descendants of the White King. Their bloodline stems from the White King, who is also known as Izanami in their mythology?"

"Yes, this is information your principal got from somewhere, so it's somewhat credible," said the night watchman. "Unfortunately, this information may not be of much help in helping us understand the current situation."

"Why? If the four monarchs can't cause a battle of this scale, then isn't the White King the only one left?"

Schneider was still trying to use traditional thinking to understand everything before him. He felt that his shaky worldview could still be saved.

"Wrong, totally wrong. My apprentice Finkel has returned safely from the battlefield where he defeated the White King. Are you accusing my apprentice of being a deserter?" The Night Watchman denied Schneider and smashed the wine bottle in dissatisfaction on the other side of the communication channel.

"—Besides, the principal just sent back his observations. Take a look. How do you explain this purple giant riding a dragon and this female human-faced giant snake...?"

Manstein stared at the cyan and purple figures on the image, his gold-rimmed glasses half-falling from his cheeks. He murmured, "Could it be possible... that there really are gods in this world?"

Chapter 248 Indra's Arrow!

On the turbulent Pacific Ocean, storms and visible lightning roared together, and huge waves surged. Such weather was simply a nightmare for ships sailing.

Even the Seventh Fleet is no exception.

Commander Robert of the aircraft carrier command had a stern expression. He knew very well that although the "George Washington" could theoretically withstand a Category 12 typhoon, exposed equipment such as deck-based aircraft and radars could easily be damaged.

When encountering this kind of super typhoon weather, it is best to stay in the port and reinforce the mooring.

But they had to set sail in this terrible weather.

Commander Robert heard the staff officer say, "According to the satellite images, we need to maintain full speed to keep up. Commander, why don't we follow the instructions and send out the carrier-based reconnaissance aircraft for observation?"

"This damn weather! You still want me to send out a fleet of carrier-based aircraft? Do you, the high and mighty masters, know the dangers of this kind of weather?"

Robert slammed the table with a bang. He really wanted to give that punch to those masters.

"Also, why did the satellite imagery supply stop right from the start? How could they arbitrarily cut off our channel? And in this situation, they still asked us to rush to the eye of the typhoon?"

"Uh..." The staff officer was very embarrassed. "The above said that we have no right to know the latest developments. We just need to send aerial reconnaissance forces at all costs to report back the situation of the super typhoon in real time."

"F**k! Go to hell at all costs!" Robert didn't think that after making this decision, the people above him would take the blame for him. In the end, he would be the one who would be unlucky as the one who made the final decision.

"Damn it! Then get all the CVW-5s (carrier-based aircraft battle groups) to take off! I want to see what those old men of the Divine Gold want by insisting on getting on the Typhoon!"

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"The collection and transmission of data since the Holy Grail War is complete. Now it's time to wrap things up."

Odin is accompanied by the white-robed Valkyrie as they travel through the dark Tokyo sewers, the "Iron Dome Temple".

The sound of horse hooves echoed, and the Valkyrie beside him spread out a pair of light wings and automatically hovered in the air.

Odin was already holding a long spear, following the veins beneath the surging underground water flow. Every time he passed a node, he would insert the spear into a fixed position, and then cause the water to flow back miraculously.

He was arranging earth veins along the way, hoping to expand the control range of his temporary "pseudo-Holy Grail" Regireve. In this way, the combat effectiveness and combat duration of the Valkyrie maintained in the present world by Regireve would also be improved.

Odin sneered in his heart.

Norton and the others would never have imagined that even after the Holy Grail War, they would remain so cautious and would never launch an attack easily unless the venation lines they had transformed were converted into their own territory.

Only fake masterminds would promote the Holy Grail War like a famous brand. The real mastermind would often appear at the end, using the least effort to gain the greatest results.

"Hmm?" Odin suddenly pulled the reins and stopped.

Strangely, he felt a change in the direction of the air. This was barely noticeable to ordinary people, but to the King of Sky and Wind, it was a sign of a storm.

But if it was a typhoon sweeping across the ground, there wouldn't be just this little noise... This should be a very powerful super storm that's very far away!

"So, it's not in Tokyo..."

That's okay, Odin decided to ignore it for now.

The sound of horse hooves continued as they continued to make arrangements along the direction of the earth veins.

A moment later, Odin suddenly felt a vibration somewhere under the ground.

"Hmm?" What's going on this time?

Boom!

Before Odin had time to think about and analyze the vibration phenomenon, a huge roar of rock shattering and metal wall collapse was heard, and a dragon-shaped black shadow of thirty or forty meters suddenly jumped out from under the ground!

Odin watched in astonishment as the massive dragon's body almost brutally cut through the wide channel of the sewer. It swung its claws ostentatiously to grab the crumbling ceiling, blocking his path...

No, no, there was nothing special about the dragon, but the problem was that at the moment the accident happened, several old acquaintances suddenly appeared in front of him!

Fenrir held the ceiling with his claws and head, casting a wary eye on Odin as Norton and Shami descended from his back. The two dragon kings watched Valkyrie beside Odin with great interest.

Finkel and Charlotte did not come down without permission to mess around. Next to them was a mercury maid transformed from a magic costume. According to Charlotte's instructions, the mercury maid was looking after Nono, who was fully supplying the servant with magic power.

"Hey! Isn't this Odin? It's been so long since we last met, and he's already gone like this?"

Xia Mi greeted him with a smile, pointing at Odin's only remaining arm.

She glanced to the side and saw Norton's hands quietly preparing some techniques behind his back.

Odin snorted, but didn't respond. He raised his arm, his spear raised.

Valkyrie responded instantly, a spear of light appearing in her hand, the aura of a demigod Servant clearly revealed. "Command confirmed, in the name of the Father! Declaration of the Pseudo-Great God!"

However, what awaited her was the inherent barrier that Norton had already set up.

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The clouds roared and surged, and the sky and the earth were dark.

The heavy rain, under the incredible wind speed, was like a series of deadly steel needles.

Emiya operated the Susanoo mecha, and every time he swung his sword, a huge, scorching light would be cut out. The heat of the Tsumurarō no Tachi rose as if there was no end. The rolling flame magic was released with red divine thunder. The vast power of the gods was completely beyond the realm of the mortal world.

"My enemies, struggle! Fight!"

Ibuki Douji's voice came from the mouth of the vast cloud snake formed by the storm. The rapid lightning exploded along with the words, and violent airflow poured out. It was simply a nightmarish super disaster.

"Damn it, this is going to never end!"

Emiya was well aware that his divine power was limited. The opponent's genuine god, with such a large spiritual base, was almost a perpetual motion machine for combat, even more exaggerated than the Holy Grail.

Even if he could steadily cut off several of the opponent's snakes that were tens of kilometers long, he would not be able to hurt the opponent at all.

Yamata no Orochi in the form of a storm cloud can also regenerate itself!

It has vast clouds as its huge body, thunder and storms as its roars, and heavy rain and water vapor as its flowing blood. It is a perfect interpretation of what the strongest disaster monster on the island is!

"O Serpent God of Disaster, at this point, endless fighting is meaningless. It's time for us to decide the outcome!"

Emiya took the initiative to invite him, and at the same time, Susanoo transformed into a huge longbow.

"Hahahaha! Very good, very good. A mythical duel should have a mythical ending to match it!"

"Then, serpent of disaster, take notice!"

Emiya drew his bow and sword, "This is the annihilating blow from the Bull-Headed Deva King, also known as Susanoo, or Indra!"

"Indra's Arrow!"

Chapter 249: Various countries: Damn it!

"Damn orders!"

Tens of minutes ago, the pilot of the USS Hornet fighter jet was cursing inwardly in the cockpit. He and dozens of other fighter planes took off together.

It had been a long time since there had been such an order to charge headlong into a typhoon zone. No matter how advanced human technology or military equipment became, it was still not enough to withstand natural disasters.

Even the largest hydrogen bomb explosion in human history would only affect an area of ​​a few hundred kilometers.

The eye structure of a typhoon alone has a range of dozens of kilometers, and combined with the rotating clouds sweeping around it, it often gradually grows to a diameter of thousands of kilometers.

A Category 17 super typhoon would release energy equivalent to a 5000-million-ton TNT nuclear bomb exploding every hour. Even an explosion of this magnitude would only temporarily halt the typhoon, not completely destroy it.

As for the naval fleet, it is even more impossible to compete with the typhoon.

You should know that in the last century, Halsey's fleet encountered Typhoon Cobra, which caused the sinking of three destroyers and the destruction of 146 carrier-based aircraft...

Since then, the Seventh Fleet has conducted numerous typhoon warning drills, staying away from typhoons whenever they see one, not to mention taking advantage of typhoon weather to conduct death charge reconnaissance missions into the eye of the storm.

"Hey, man! Relax," the teammate on the radio channel said cheerfully, though it was unclear whether he was being pretentious. "We don't have to rush into the eye of the storm. Just remember to gain altitude!"

"Oh, I know that without you reminding me!"

The core area of ​​a typhoon is usually concentrated in the lower troposphere, about 10 kilometers above sea level. If it develops particularly violently, it may also expand vertically to the lower stratosphere above the troposphere. However, this is very rare.

Considering the unusual nature of this mission, they still need to increase the cruising altitude a little bit just in case, otherwise they will be in big trouble if they encounter extreme wind speeds.

"Approaching the target!"

After a while, the wind speed outside the fuselage increased significantly. The pilot said into the communication channel, "We are entering the next phase of the mission. The onboard sensors are recording raw video in real time."

"Received. Send back to the mothership immediately via TDL (Tactical Data Link)."

"Damn it! Why don't they license satellite communications relays? This stupid Link 16 data link has terrible bandwidth. The video resolution is a blurry 360p!"

“Who knows?”

The carrier-based aircraft group rose into the stratosphere like gray birds.

After approaching within tens of kilometers, the clearer main body of the typhoon finally appeared before their eyes.

"What!?"

The pilot's tone became incredulous. What the hell had he seen? A super-large typhoon had transformed into several snake-shaped... monsters? How could such a ridiculous thing exist in the world?

The communication channel also heard the teammates' continuous exclamations of "OMG". It was obvious that he was not hallucinating and the scene in front of him was completely real.

The surging ocean of clouds galloped across the sky, and cyclonic winds gathered amid the roar of thunderstorms, forming long snake-like cumulonimbus vortexes that twisted and turned under the roaring storm, completely violating the physical laws of the real world.

These "snake bodies", which number several and are over 800 kilometers long, stretch high into the sky with a twisted appearance, stretching their majestic figures, and opening their mouths to emit a spectacular outpouring of glass-colored plasma, which looks like a dazzling river in the sky above the stratosphere.

"Damn it! This isn't a typhoon, what the hell is this!"

The pilot cried out in a cold sweat, but no one could answer him. In any case, the images and videos had been sent back to the mother ship in real time in the form of data.

What consequences will their discovery bring? Will the world change dramatically?

The many-headed serpent monsters gathered by the super typhoon roared, and the wind speed increased sharply.

For some reason it began to move violently.

“Wait!”

A teammate exclaimed over the comms, "The wind speed is increasing so quickly!"

It's not just fast, it's scary.

Ordinary people cannot predict and imagine the power of gods and how they influence all things in nature in unreasonable ways.

The extremely high wind speed has quickly jumped from 100 to 300, 400...

The storm was howling, and dozens of Hornets encountered instantaneous acceleration overloads that exceeded normal conditions the moment they got too close. Even the most extreme wind tunnel tests did not produce such outrageous indicators.

The extreme wind speeds were accompanied by severe turbulence and sudden changes in air pressure, which was like being slapped in the face by a huge hand of a god.

"Deviating from the route! Deviating from the route!" A panicked cry came over the communication channel. "The lateral wind shear exceeds the design load!"

The pilot was thrown away violently along with the entire fuselage of the fighter plane by the huge change in wind direction. He felt like he was tied to a seat and started doing extreme jumping exercises. Even if he tried his best to grab the joystick, he could not force the plane to return to its normal position.

"This damn push-back feeling!"

In addition to the roaring hurricane, there was also a creaking noise in my ears, as if the seams of the aircraft's composite skin were being torn.

woohoo-

The explosive airflow pushed everything equally, like a ferocious ancient beast striding across the sky.

The eight-headed gods roared and poured out thunderstorms and heavy rain. Under the white and gray-black twisted storm clouds, a huge snake emitting golden light could be vaguely seen. Colorless heavy rain and purple-blue thunder flowed rapidly in it, forming the flesh and blood that operated the divine power.

Suddenly, a shocking loud noise was heard.

The big snake was suddenly pierced by a flash of sword light. Its huge body, which was like a storm, was cut off by the flash of the magic sword. A huge amount of clouds dissipated around it, and at this moment, the wind speed and direction changed violently again.

The pilot finally understood what was happening in front of him. It might be a fierce fight between a warrior and a monster.

It turns out that every fatal turbulence and sudden change in air pressure is the aftermath of the battle between the two sides. These aftermaths spread to hundreds or even thousands of kilometers around with the fierce super typhoon, and their power is terrifying and unpredictable.