I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

The giant axe with a terrifying aura also came to an abrupt stop, leaving only the black line that spread out, silently dividing the earth, splitting the ocean, cutting the atmosphere, and disappearing into the sky.

It's as if time has stopped.

At this moment, humans, servants, and giant gods all seemed to be frozen.

for a long time.

In the quiet world, coughs were heard one after another.

"So, hang your sister~~"

Kazuma was too exhausted to complain.

"Go away, go away. Shanshan doesn't need weaklings like us to worry about him."

"That's enough. It's great that we can get Shanshan to take out the Sky Chain."

"So, in front of Shan Shan, God might be weaker than a third-rate servant. The Heaven's Chain is like a mouse meeting a cat to God."

The solidified sky.

A dry sound was heard through the dense golden chains with flowing luster.

"what is this?"

The Golden King crossed his arms and didn't even glance at the giant behind him.

"Enkidu, the Noble Phantasm that this king trusts is equal to, no, even greater than, the Sword of Separation, Ea."

"The Heaven's Chain, it really is like a chain from heaven, a powerful tool that can slay the enemies of the gods."

The half-bodied giant muttered.

That kind of absolute restraint on God is like an absolute law.

As long as he is a god, no matter how powerful he is, even if he is ten or a hundred times stronger, or even if he truly steps into another dimension, he will never be able to break free.

The moment this instrument appeared, their fate was actually determined.

Gilgamesh scoffed and didn't answer.

Isn't this a matter of course?

That was all that was left of his only serious rival and close friend.

"I really can't accept this. My path... has come to an end..."

With a regretful sigh.

The giant god's magnificent half body exploded, and this time it was real destruction, turning into bright flames that pierced through the clouds and exploded into gorgeous fireworks in the troposphere above the sky.

Countless huge sources spread along the surge of the troposphere, and then fell from all over the world, nourishing this vibrant world.

A god.

The origin of a god who has reached the end of the second step and is even close to stepping into the third step.

Even for a world of this scale, the improvement is enormous.

Just like a baby stretching in the womb.

Visibly, the oceans are rising, the continents are expanding, the sky is getting higher, and the world is stretching out in a rumbling manner.

"So beautiful."

Even the Tekken 1.6 teacher couldn't help but sigh at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

The others looked at her dimly.

Didn’t you say it’s hanging?

Shizuka Hiratsuka pretended not to notice and stretched. "It's over, it's finally over. For a small person like me, I'd better forget about this kind of thing next time. I almost died several times."

Kazuma also walked lazily towards the food street.

"Let's go, I'm invincible, invincible, nothing to see, Shining is invincible in the world, I will never appear, there is no rival."

what?

With a broken arm and a pale face, Rentaro Satomi seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Aren’t there still eighteen gods?

It’s impossible that the other four servants are also so strong, right?

"boom!!!!"

A huge figure popped out from the void like a cannonball. Its huge weight of billions of tons caused a storm to sweep across the earth, cutting through the sky, falling ten thousand meters away from the coastline, and exploding a towering water column that pierced the clouds.

A heavy rain formed and fell from the troposphere onto the surrounding cities, and the figure turned over and stood up.

“Back off, back off, back off, back off!!!”

He is the king of scales and fangs.

At this moment, the right shoulder almost disappeared, and there was a penetrating wound in the abdomen that was transparent from front to back but could not be healed.

He staggered, holding his intestines, and ran towards the rift.

"Join forces! Fight back together, sever the spatial connection, close the spatial gate, and come back to settle accounts with them in a hundred thousand years."

The flesh and blood star appeared out of nowhere, with all the star-like spikes on its body broken off completely. Half of its head disappeared, and its half-open mouth was screaming hysterically.

People looked strange.

Isn't this just an elementary school student threatening to fight?

Such harsh words as "If you have the guts, don't leave after school."

297. Cut down thousands of mountains and burn thousands of seas!

Then there was laughter all over the world.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. What a god! Is this a primary school kid saying something cruel?"

"Kings: Give me some face. I am a god after all. I can't say that I follow my heart, right?"

"He roared with extreme anger: Hero, spare my life!"

"Say the most cowardly words in the most arrogant tone."

At this point, everyone knew that this incident was over. What? There were still seventeen gods?

No, you are mistaken. They are just seventeen corpses that are not yet dead.

They don’t think that only Shanshan is so strong, and the other four are just there to eat for nothing.

A weakling cannot tell who is more powerful, God or a Servant.

At their level, strength is no longer measured by sheer destructive power, otherwise nuclear weapons would have been invincible long ago.

If we really let go of the creation, we might be able to use magic to create an explosion with an equivalent of hundreds of billions of tons, trillions of tons, or even enough to destroy a planet.

But it means nothing to the gods.

Therefore, they were unable to measure who was stronger, the Servant or the God, simply by the scale of destruction, which was why they were a little nervous before.

Now, it turns out that the servant is still the son of the version.

People relaxed immediately, and even some senior officials from various countries had begun discussing the division of territory and integration of resources in the new world.

Someone smacked their lips and said, "I still feel that compared to the gods I've seen in the sky, these ones are still a little weaker."

The older brother next to him rolled his eyes and said, "This is not nonsense. Those who appear in the sky are all big names who can leave their names in mythology.

Below the big boss, there is a whole group of people who don’t even have names, such as the Eight Hundred Gods, the Million Angels, etc. They are just one of a huge number.

If you think about it carefully, you will know that those who are famous in an industry are those who have made it big.

Most of them are only suitable as a base.

Thinking about it this way, the New World Three, such as the King of Scales and Fangs, the Star of Flesh and Blood, and the King of Sky Cloud...

Many people couldn't help but sigh.

"There are many turtles in shallow water, and there are big brothers everywhere."

"Oh my god, I'm afraid that in the eyes of a big shot like Shining who even rebelled against the gods in his lifetime and teamed up with Enkidu to beat the main god to tears, these people are just small fry, right?"

"What do you think? Shanshan was obviously a little angry at first, but later he was too lazy to care. It's nothing, they're not worthy."

New Fuyuki Resettlement Area.

Rentaro Satomi had a blank expression on his face, he was completely numb.

The appearance of the servants brought despair to their world, and the kings who destroyed the world in an instant became small fry?

....

"Don't worry about the others, go help the Dark Sun Lord Agasas. Gather our strength and fight our way out of this world!!!"

The Flesh and Blood Star stuffed its internal organs back into its stomach and rushed towards the inherent barrier covering the crack.

"It looks like a different dimension between the spiritual world and the material world..."

The Scale-Fang King was really scared.

There's something wrong with this world.

The essence of this strange conceptual projection seems to be rooted in history. Unless time and space can be destroyed together, it will be meaningless even if the five major life forms in front of us are killed or even their bodies are crushed to ashes.

Well…….

Not to mention their definitely stronger real bodies, they couldn't even defeat the few reflections projected in front of them, okay?

That tough guy who defeated the Pale Lord without even moving a muscle might have been beaten even in his prime.

Yaoshou.

The Pale Lord is the strongest among his brothers and sisters, okay?

He can at least beat three or four ordinary old kings. Whether in willpower, brains, or abilities, they are much stronger than him.

result……

The Scale-Fang King looked at the stream of light that was scattered above the troposphere like brilliant fireworks and felt a chill in his eyes.

Damn, this Golden King is so outrageous, what about that woman in another dimension?

Who knows if it will be even more awesome, and he will be praised as soon as he enters?

If you are the True King of the Central Realm, you might be able to sacrifice me, resist the attack and run away. But I am not that person. I don’t have that ability, you know?

In the fleeting moment of their thoughts, they subconsciously overlooked a problem...

"retreat?"

The Golden King narrowed his scarlet eyes slightly.

"Did the king ask you to withdraw?"

Being extremely self-centered, it's only natural that he fully displays the tyranny and brutality of a king who believes that the world should run according to his will.

A sound fell.

In the gorgeous golden ripples, an ancient aura floats, and knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes... burst out!

It transformed into the sharpest and most domineering edge, cutting through the sky and earth and slashing down directly.

Boom.

The earth collapsed, the clouds exploded, and the two gods who had just escaped from the battlefield were dumbfounded.

Only when they actually faced this golden edge did they realize how outrageous this thing was and what the Pale Lord was facing.

Before this, he had a little self-comfort in his heart, thinking that maybe the Pale Lord was too weak, so he was knocked down in just a few moves.

As a result, now...

Oh my god, Old Nineteen, how the hell did you manage to survive so many blows? ! ! !

Even if they attacked together desperately and unleashed their maximum strength, their offensive was torn apart in an instant. The bodies of the gods were torn apart, and the blood of the gods splashed across the sky like a blood-colored waterfall.

It directly smashed through the earth's plates and sank deep into the bottom layer.

Well, I guess in the future, all countries will move towards underground development...