I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

"Now, you dare to trespass into our territory and blaspheme our ancestors!"

His reddish-brown hair moved without wind, and the anger in his chest was like waves.

"You're...seeking your own death!"

Sparks of electricity danced in his deep blue eyes, and he felt like a young man with infinite power. He raised his arms high and slashed down like a holy sword.

Release the infinite power surging in your body.

It was as if a dragon's roar was heard.

The violent gale formed a roaring angry dragon, roaring and charging towards the mocking and sarcastic British crowd.

Waiting for the blood mist and debris to dissipate.

The rioting neighborhood was completely quiet.

next to.

Brother Tiaozi, who had been watching the show for a long time, was annoyed.

This is a big deal, it actually involves extraordinary awakening.

Oh my god.

Could it be that the Irish really have the dragon factor dormant in their bodies?

next moment.

The young man who caused such a brutal massacre walked up to him, raised his hands while he was trembling with fear, and said calmly.

"I requested an interview with an official organization to apply for a lawyer for me."

soon.

The Irish local government refused to hand over the young man who committed the horrific massacre and released him on bail on the grounds that the tragedy was not the young man's subjective intention, but the instinct of the awakening of magic.

.......

patio.

Luo Shu, who easily stirred up violent conflicts everywhere, withdrew his gaze with a smile. It was worth it that he spent a lot of divine jade to materialize a trace of dragon factor for him.

He's a person who can get things done.

Then he looked at the sky.

The reality is that it has been several months and it’s time to end.

So let’s get started…

The final outcome.

....

The fragmented image flashed by.

The people of Silver have a long lifespan, and soon it will be many years later.

"Arthur, the apostle of the giant, why are you still blocking my way?"

[Half of the god's massive body is above the sky.]

His roar was like thunder, his voice became lightning, and his mere emotional outburst caused a great catastrophe.

"Have I not made myself clear? Zeus (Ancient Greek: Ζε??), the king of the gods of Olympus, is leading the gods to slay the Bane of the Gods, the King of Kings whom you worship."

Fear still lingered in His eyes in the sky: "The white giant destroyed the gods and ruined many civilizations. He came from the East. The mountains were the gravel under his feet, and the clouds were the waves beneath his knees.

The god-king Nuada had died in battle, and the sun god of Olympus had been torn from the sky.

It is the mortal enemy of civilization and the trial of all people.

Even if death were your king, it would not be His match.

Get out of the way.

I will become the King of the Tuatha de Danann and lead the other gods to fight against the White Plague with you."

"Whether it's the white giant or the gods, we humans will defeat them all."

The White Knight, holding the holy sword, remains unmoved: "So, Taranis, the chief god of the Tuatha de Danann."

[“Choose, leave for the inner sea of ​​stars… or die!”]

[The god's pride made Taranis no longer try to persuade him, but instead faced the sharp edge of the holy sword.]

[The war between gods is about to begin.]

[Until the sun sets for the third time.]

"Arthur!"

"I curse you!"

"Curse your descendants to perish in the ninth millennium."

[“Curse you to be reborn in death, to watch your kingdom shattered in betrayal, and your people die in misery.]

You will try to save and redeem yourself again and again, only to despair in vain and perpetually revolve in numbness.

[Arthur!!!! ! "]

[Cut off the head of the god that curses the world, and complete a feat that will be praised for thousands of years.]

Arthur covered his broken arm, his face pale as he looked towards the east: "My king, you will return with the glory of victory over the gods."

(Arthur, meaning "brave" and "noble", the giant's spear.)

【When the sun sets for the seventh time.】

[The knights of the past, now kings, gather under the Celtic Tree of Life, Selga.]

"What a mess, Arthur."

[Yemen, who was blind in one eye, threw down his head in a mocking manner.]

[The armor has long been tattered, and even the sword Tyrfing, which was supposed to tear through everything, has become dim.]

The White Knight shook his head and smiled, "I'm so glad you're okay, Yemen."

"Hahaha, Yemen, my dear friend, what happened? Did Morrigan peck out your eyes?"

Because of his handsome face, Anchises was even wooed by Murthea, the goddess of beauty and love, and bore a son. He always liked to call himself "Master" to emphasize his gender.

[All he had was a humble goat's horn.]

[But it belonged to the Carthaginian god Balhamon (Punic: b?l?mn), the sky god.]

[Anchises, covered in blood, sat down on the grass.]

[The three of them waited for a long time.]

When the Night Goddess's skirt obscured the sun for the third time, the three silent people looked at the stars in the sky and performed an ancient Celtic ritual.

【"Let's go."】

"Our relatives and friends have turned into stars in the night sky. We will welcome back our King, covered in glory and splendor, on their behalf!"

.......

"Is this the truth about Saber?"

People were terrified and shocked.

A curse from a main god?

In fact, after the death of the god-king Nuada, Taranis was more qualified than the sun god Lug to become the new god-king of the Tuatha de Danann.

Modern people's associative ability is not to be underestimated. They can understand it immediately and instantly think of the reason why Saber V participated in the Holy Grail War.

Trying to redeem Britain and its people's tragic wishes.

"It's a cycle of cause and effect."

Someone sighed.

"The Age of Gods was buried, but as the Age of Gods faded, the extinction of the ancient Celts, the people of silver, became inevitable."

A high-rise building.

"I was wondering how this Arthur Pendragon grew up to look exactly like the White King of the original world."

Kogoro Mouri, who had become a respectable man after being invited to the dinner, muttered to himself.

"But how did this first King Arthur become Saber?"

Conan frowned.

Could it be that Saber didn't give birth naturally?

……

[The sacred mountain Olympus, which once connected gods and humans, has been broken.]

The debris smashed through the earth's crust, forming a sea of ​​molten lava. Like the corpse of Atlas, the giant beast of the sky, it leaned against the sacred mountain, its exposed internal organs bobbing in the lava.

[Arthur and the other two climbed up the sacred mountain.]

[The once fertile land of the gods is now covered with ruins, as if gnawed by giant beasts. It seems that the everlasting fragrance and songs praising the gods have also disappeared.]

[The wind blows, and there is dead silence.]

【At dusk, the earth seemed cursed.】

"Blasphemer!!!"

[A roar like thunder echoed in the sacred mountain.]

【Arthur looks over in surprise.】

“Svetovid?”

[That is a strong and powerful god,]

[He has four heads, rides a pure white Pegasus, holds a sword and a spear, and roars like thunder, as if ready to attack at any moment.]

[This is Svetovid, the supreme god of the Baltic coast and the god above all gods of the Slavic gods.]

[Even ordinary God Kings cannot reach this level, but at this moment...]

“He’s dead!”

[Sensing the immortality of the God King who was annihilated.]

【Arthur closes his eyes.】

[I felt the raging battlefield, the resolute figure fighting among the gods, and the fists that kept coming at me.]

[Even the God King Sventovite is unstoppable.]

[He was shot dead in an instant.]

[Only an undying roar remains, echoing through this sacred mountain for thousands, even tens of thousands of years.]

【Arthur opens his eyes.】

"He was killed by my king."

[The others smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.]

[As they headed towards the sacred mountain, gods who had died in battle appeared before them one after another.]

The head of Tinia, the Etruscan storm god, lies on the side of the road, his face etched with terror.

[The great Slavic god Perun held up his sacred weapon, but before he could strike the fatal blow, a long sword pierced his head.]

[Ukko, the ancient Finnish god...was instantly reduced to dust by the all-destroying light cannon.]

[A corpse every ten steps!]

[One after another, the old rulers were either killed, died of exhaustion, or even committed suicide in fear.]

[But after crossing the broken sacred mountain, everyone looked at a newly formed ocean with an expression of disbelief.]

【That's a footprint! 】

[A giant foot crushed the earth, causing underground water from an unknown depth to gush out and form a sea.]