I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

It's normal.

When that majestic being descended, didn’t they also feel the suffocating feeling that covered half of the planet?

Moreover, his size alone is a direct manifestation of his great power.

correct.

Where is that old man who calls himself the guardian of the world and the strongest in the world...

The others turned to look.

They found out that the old man's collapse was even more exaggerated than theirs.

She cried so hard, she had no image at all.

But the whole person seemed to be alive again, without the previous deep despair and numbness, and full of vitality.

No one knows how desperate the powerless observers are who have been trembling with fear for thousands and tens of thousands of years, fearing that the seal will be broken at any time.

Tokyo.

Altars everywhere.

“What a joke!!!”

“I don’t believe it!!”

"It's all hallucinations, it's a human conspiracy!!"

Many hideous and terrifying cultists and followers of evil gods had red eyes. They opened their eyes, shed tears, and roared hysterically, refusing to acknowledge reality.

how is this possible.

Their God, their Lord.

How could he be murdered in such a funny way?

One moment he dominated the world and the whole world trembled under him, and the next moment he was killed so easily?

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

The feathered fox with nine long tails of flesh and blood dancing wildly was also comforting herself. Her violent aura was raging, and she was roaring with red eyes.

"Impossible, even if it's Him, even if..."

Before she could finish the rest of the words, she suddenly stopped.

It was as if countless people were whispering, murmuring, or the chaotic sound of praise and worship rang out again.

The vortex shook again.

One can even vaguely see through the invisible vortex the time and space on the other side, where an even larger sacred being is pushing towards this side.

Just a trace of leaked breath caused the atmosphere of half the planet to be stirred, forming the eye of the storm.

boom!

Amidst the deafening thunder, blood-red lightning roared across the sky, winding for dozens of kilometers and visible for thousands of miles.

"Tsathoggua??"

Solomon III's expression suddenly changed, his teeth chattering like a pile driver, his tone almost groaning, "That's the real Old One."

The title of Dagon, the so-called supreme ruler, sounds awesome.

In fact, he is just the leader and father god of the deep divers.

In essence, he is not actually of the Old Ones, but just a subordinate of the Old One Cthulhu.

And Tsathoggua (Us. Tragón) is the true ultimate, the truly great, and there is no possibility of being expelled.

Ground.

"Another bigger one?"

Kazuma's face almost turned green as he ran towards the ground carrying Hideyoshi on his back.

This is a rhythm that will not stop until the earth is destroyed.

No, we must not tear down the pyramid, otherwise with this thing pointing the way, evil gods will come in an endless stream.

"I don't recommend you get close."

A cold, mechanical voice echoed in the deepest recesses of Kazuma's mind: "That spot has become Tsathoggua's beacon.

Tsathoggua is the ruler of the dark dimension, Nkai."

"You can't do it either?"

Kazuma found it a little unbelievable.

As he fell into the darkness of death, he had a glimpse of how great this consciousness was, an existence beyond comprehension.

"Tsathoggua is an ancient deity from the outer universe, a mid-to-high-ranking being among the Old Gods, representing all eternal darkness.

Even the Mu continent in the prehistoric era of your planet was widely believed and even replaced Yhoundeh for a time.

I entered using you as a beacon, but I can’t…”

"So you can't do it either?"

Kazuma asked again.

"I have no emotional concepts. Absolutely rational conceptualizations, i.e., the Dharma, are of no use to me."

The cold mechanical voice responded.

Kazuma continued, "So you're scared?"

"I am Ulthar, the mechanical mind, an ancient god who monitors the Old Ones. Would I be afraid?"

The mechanical voice paused: "Your power is insufficient to destroy the beacon pyramid.

Within ten minutes, find the young man in silver armor and have him use that golden torrent again..."

suddenly.

His voice suddenly stopped.

"Ah... Another big guy has arrived."

Kazuma tried hard to force a smile, but it looked like he was crying.

Amidst the suffocating pressure, the vortex emitted unbearable vibrations. A pair of chaotic eyes could be vaguely seen, peering at this side through the vortex.

Everyone felt a chill all over their body and their scalp went numb.

Damn it.

Another one coming?

"The Proliferation of Solitude—Yoth-Tlaggon."

Solomon III uttered these words and looked at the federal leaders expressionlessly: "Tell me, how many cultists are there on that piece of land?"

Ah…this…

The top federal officials looked at each other awkwardly.

You may not believe it, but when it comes to cults, there may be hundreds of millions more in our federation.

……

The whole world was in turmoil, and whispers like murmurs and praises rang out in everyone's heart.

If it weren't for the big boss who gave them some protection, they would have gone crazy.

The entire planet's atmosphere was turbulent like crazy, as if... no, there really was a magnificent life form pushing its way in.

People could clearly see that the chaotic vortex had expanded several times, and a group of confused, twisted, and crazy eyes were staring at this side.

I feel numb.

How much the hell is this?

Why the hell don’t you just die, Neon? Those government officials should be dragged out and whipped.

There are so many evil cults hiding right under the nose of your capital?

suddenly.

Following the ripping sound, two terrifying claws grabbed the edge of the chaotic vortex and ripped it apart...

In an extremely terrifying majesty.

The sky disappeared.

Because an extremely huge body covered it.

The clouds were cleared over the entire Japan, even across the ocean, on the west coast of the Federation.

You can also clearly see the twisted god of chaos with arms covered in hair.

As if escaping from a cage, the ancient god named Tsathoggua raised his arms and roared,

I am the King of Darknessn!!! (I am the King of Darkness)!!!"

His majestic body split open into countless big mouths, forming layers of roars that shook the atmosphere and cleansed the entire world.

But it’s not the end…

"I am Justus Tragon, Lord of Heaven and Earth..."

Then, the second, the third...

A total of seven great gods lined up the sea of ​​clouds, sitting high in the sky, overlooking the blue planet.

The whole world is shaking and trembling, and the soul is trembling.

"Dead, dead, I'm really dead now!"

The giant god who tore apart the dimension and appeared between heaven and earth is constantly showing the world the greatness of another dimension.

The majestic divine body that could not even be contained by the sky seemed to be about to tear the sky apart with one hand.

Everyone thought that this wave was going to end, and that humanity’s entrepreneurial journey would collapse halfway.

The breeze is blowing gently.

Time seems to stand still.

The sky, the earth, the world suddenly became transparent, everything blurred and turned into chaos, and a dreamlike scene could be vaguely seen. .....

In this reality, people actually felt a familiar yet unfamiliar light clearly, definitely, and with absolute certainty.

The ultimate light.

The glory of all relief.

In a trance, I saw the other side beyond this world, with green mountains, clear water and rippling waves.

A gentle and handsome man was taking a rest under the Tree of Eternity, his long silver hair cascading like a waterfall.

purely.

Transparent.

Although it was like a dream at the moment, everyone recognized who it was...

Holy King!!!

Many people cried out in frustration. No one could describe the feeling at that moment, and tears suddenly flowed down their cheeks.

What a grievance.

Praying to the heavens is useless, knocking to the earth is fruitless, the big guys themselves can't protect themselves, and the Earth is about to die.

It's still him.

He came anyway.

All eyes were focused on one figure.

Contains expectations and hopes.

The silver figure seemed to wake up from a long dream and stretched lazily.