I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

But the Heroic Spirits are quasi-gods.

No matter how bad the condition is, it is still a life form at the same level as gods, and there is no chasm that cannot be crossed.

"Which step?"

Zhizi Yingyin's strange laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes became horrified as he thought of something.

No.

From what you're saying, does your world really have a way to deal with God? ! ! !

And what you mean is that there are so many gods in your world that there are even different levels of division?

The desperate Leech Yingyin couldn't help but have a hint of anticipation: "In the ancient murals of the ruins, if we are not mistaken, there are seven central kings and forty-two kings surrounding the seven kings. A total of forty-nine old kings were born in all eras, but no more than twenty of them can be revived from the lullaby. After all, there are only so many humans..."

well.

You don't have to say any more.

Belmos had no expression on his face.

Haha, twenty people...

Moreover, the so-called Seven Central Kings are not ordinary gods. At least they are beings who have entered the second step of the mythological realm.

If the condition is not good enough, even the servants won't be able to withstand it.

No.

Can not give up.

What if it's not at the divine realm level at all, and they just think so?

Kudo Yusaku experienced the dream of the sky, and his psychological quality was not to be underestimated. He quickly recovered and quickly turned on his watch to connect to China Unicom.

"It's me, Kudo Yusaku. Immediately notify the front line, pay attention..."

He paused mid-sentence.

At some point, the world became quiet.

The powerful aura that was originally exploding and surging everywhere solidified, and everything seemed to be frozen.

In the distant crack, a low, vast and strange voice, as if the voices of countless people overlapped, echoed from the earth, the sky, and the world.

Kudo Yusaku: “…”

Even he couldn't help but despair.

No, my king.

Although we are happy that you trust us, we really can't handle this.

……

front.

The sky of flesh and blood has long been shot down.

But what was revealed was not the endless and brilliant starry sky, but the densely packed and stacked monsters that covered the night sky without leaving a trace.

There was brilliant light spreading everywhere, and a swamp of blood and mud covering the entire sky.

More than four thousand magic particle cannons roared madly, and thermobaric bombs, cluster bombs, and even tactical nuclear weapons powered by various magic arrays bombarded indiscriminately.

The nearly two-story-tall [Silent Priests] transformed into violent giants, crushing the sonic barrier, wielding broadswords, forming the coldest-blooded formation, and becoming ruthless killing machines charging into the battlefield.

There were also giants who had reached the peak of the fourth level, and even the fifth level, who surrounded and killed the descendants of the evil god in a bloody battle, and blood was everywhere in the sky from time to time.

At this moment in the battlefield, even a Level 3 ultimate monster wouldn't survive for long, and ordinary Level 3 or 2 monsters would be blasted to dust if they got close.

but…….

boom----!

A figure, wrapped in blazing flames caused by hypersonic friction, fell from a height of 40,000 meters, smashing down a mountain and raising dust dozens of stories high.

for a long time.

The silver-haired man grabbed the crack in the ground and climbed out, leaning against a raised plate and breathing heavily.

Below the upper half of the sweatshirt, the lower half was empty, and it was unknown what kind of attack had cut it in half.

Gojo Satoru lit a cigarette shakily and exhaled slowly.

This world is becoming more and more exciting.

If he hadn't switched to studying magic, this one cut in half would have killed him.

When they arrived three hours ago, they happened to encounter the activation of the evil god's offspring, but this thing was really outrageous.

It's like a god coming back to life, and ordinary attacks can't even break his skin.

And with that tentacle weighing billions of tons, a single whip could blow up a fifth-level monster.

Only a converted magician who has reached the fourth level is qualified to make a sudden move.

Well, like him.

In the end, it was only with the help of the huge statue of the white-haired old man that it was held back, and it was finally brought down with the nuclear spear.

But the results of the battle were limited to this.

Stronger and more powerful descendants of the evil god emerged one after another as if there was no end in sight. Even with support from all over the world constantly arriving, they could only struggle with difficulty.

In fact, there are still many cultists from other worlds, but as soon as they come out, they are all wiped out by a wave of bombardment by angry earthlings.

"Are you ready? What time do you want to summon the Heroic Spirit? If we don't hurry up, someone's going to die."

Gojo Satoru no longer cared about his image as the strongest sorcerer and yelled at the communicator implanted in his wrist.

"It's 39:21 now, minutes left."

The staff on the opposite side also said nervously.

Summoning heroic spirits is a ritual.

There are strict requirements for the time and place of the ceremony. In fact, most people think that if it weren't for that person who made the mistake in the fifth battle, it would be impossible to summon the servant.

"Twenty minutes."

Gojo Satoru struggled to get up, his right hand glowing fluorescently as he pressed it against the broken part of his waist.

moment.

Countless granulations emerged and began to grow.

boom.

The earth was shaken.

"I can't bear it. I can't bear it. I absolutely can't bear it."

A masked man with the same silver hair crawled out, muttering softly as he crawled towards here. When they reached the raised plate, they were both stunned.

It’s like seeing another me.

"What's your name? I'm Gojo Satoru, the former strongest sorcerer and now a wild super A-level magician."

"Hatake Kakashi, former alien, current Beyond Grade A magician of the Magic Association."

hiss.

This damn sense of déjà vu.

Kakashi's eye twitched, and he leaned against the lower half of the plate.

Damn, it’s not even as good as the Ninja World.

Although there are no world wars in this world, the threat of a small broken ball being killed at any time is much more exciting than the battles of tens of thousands of people in the ninja world.

But it's not without its benefits.

His energy shortage problem was solved, and he could control the Sharingan freely, and even his single eye could be turned into a gem-level magic eye.

Above the Rainbow Level Demon Eye, there are rule abilities like the Death Eye, which are out of reach for the time being.

In short, his strength increased dramatically and he could be considered upper-middle fourth rank.

With the support of the great spiritual vein, I have never been so rich.

Yes… … .

"That's too strong."

Kakashi looked at the sky where a group of streamers surrounded the dark star that was exploding with aurora, and couldn't help but sigh: "That thing can't be a god."

None of those streaks of light were weaker than him, a powerful man who was at least as strong as the top shadow in the ninja world.

They are all old monsters in this world, or the ceiling of the other world.

It's the same enhanced version of his magic.

If these giants join forces to attack, even those who are close to being gods will be killed instantly. However, the descendants of the evil god can even suppress and beat them.

"Don't worry, don't worry. The servants will be here in twenty minutes. Just hold on."

After the lower body had grown, Gojo Satoru remained calm and secretly tied his clothes around his waist to cover it up. "Also, don't be a jinx. That thing is no better than a god..."

"scarlet!"

Scarlet...scarlet..."

It was as if there were countless people howling, murmuring, and humming overlapping together.

"I am the Scarlet King..."

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No…that’s not the case.

The two of them seemed to be frozen in time, looking up stiffly.

High in the sky.

The seventh offspring of the evil god, the huge vortex of flesh in the sky that looked like scarlet eyes, started to move at some point.

It turns like a great millstone.

As it rotated, countless scarlet mists emerged from the mountains, oceans, swamps, and all living things, as if all rivers were flowing back into it.

At this moment, some kind of qualitative change seemed to have occurred, and an aura of oppression, cruelty, vastness and infinity was transmitted.

The scarlet vortex suddenly lit up.

creak.

It was like the sound of some porcelain breaking.

A large hand pierced through the pupil and reached out, covered with scales like the most sacred and magnificent rubies, emitting an aura from another dimension.

Then, the second, the third, the fourth...

Then, six large red-scaled hands grabbed the edge of the crack and tore it apart fiercely. Four expressionless faces and handsome and weird human figures walked out completely.

It was a body so perfect that it was beyond human intelligence. Although it was covered with red scales and had four faces and six arms, it gave people a charm that was so perfect that it gave birth to divinity.

Like wild beasts, their unjointed hooves stepped on the vortex, and the four-sided gods opened their six arms and roared silently.

"I am the scarlet king!!! (Ε?μαιοΚ?κκίνο?Βασίλι??!!!)"

At this moment, the world seemed to freeze.

There were only countless scarlet fungal mats spreading from his feet to the earth, mountains and rivers... the entire world.

...

"I told you not to be such a pessimist~~"

Gojo Satoru felt the screams of the cells in his body and murmured in despair.

Familiar with.

The people on Earth are so damn familiar.

This kind of majesty that transcends the world, this kind of essence that transcends everything, you don’t even need to think about it to know that this is really a god.