“Playing with fire? I’m a professional.”
Gwyn watched the Knights of the Round Table burning in the sea with indifference, once again extending his left hand in a lifting gesture.
Flames gathered upon it, forming a larger black-red fireball, which finally transformed into the shape of a long snake, coiling around his hand and spitting out fiery snake tongues.
That was the flame he obtained after devouring the soul of the demigod Messmer in the Elden Ring World.
Later, he added the power of death to it, making it a flame truly capable of killing gods.
Ordinary flames, let alone killing gods, are a luxury even to burn in front of a deity.
In the Elden Ring World, only Death Black Flame, Frenzied Flame, and Blood Flame can harm gods and demigods.
In essence, they are the Rune of Death, the power of the law of death.
Frenzied Flame and Blood Flame are the powers of Outer Gods, which can be considered divine fire, and naturally, they can also harm demigods and gods.
After Gwyn killed Grave Lord Nito, he snatched the Death Soul from him, integrated it into his own body, and mastered the law of death.
Later, he also snatched the Rune of Death and integrated it into his body.
Injecting the power of death into the flame to transform it into a god-slaying flame was not difficult for him; he could fully call himself the Reaper now.
Gawain playing with fire in front of him was truly like wielding a broadsword in front of Guan Yu.
Although the Sun Flame itself is also a very high-intensity flame.
But among the flames Gwyn mastered, which one isn’t stronger than this?
The Abyss Sin Fire that twists souls and infects worlds, the Chaos Flame that proliferates infinitely and can give birth to demons, the Frenzied Flame that erodes sanity and makes all living things go mad, the god-slaying Death Black Flame…
They either come from gods and demigods, or are law-level flames he concocted himself.
“You Knights of the Round Table, is this it?”
Gwyn tilted his head and looked towards the direction of the Knights of the Round Table.
Artoria looked at their disheveled state and shook her head slightly.
She stretched out her hand and clenched it heavily.
The surrounding ocean instantly set off a huge storm, and countless waterspouts connecting the sky and the sea began to roar.
Amidst the waterspouts, the port that had just fallen into the ocean was torn to pieces, mixed with countless debris, and swept into the sky together.
The flames on the Knights of the Round Table were blown out by the storm, and they all returned to Artoria’s side with their heads lowered, like frostbitten eggplants.
Having lost the battle, they naturally couldn’t hold their heads high.
And to be unilaterally beaten by one person while outnumbered, that was even more shameful.
“The authority of the storm? To have mastered the power of a god with a human body, worthy of praise.”
Gwyn scanned the surroundings with an approving look, and couldn’t help but think of the famous saying, “Only a storm can knock down a big tree.”
Artoria remained silent, sweeping a faint glance at the other Servants present.
Compared to the calm Gwyn, the reactions of the others were much greater.
Iskandar looked solemn, holding a short sword high, and lightning descended from the sky to bless him. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Then, he rode his divine horse Bucephalus, struggling to dodge the waterspouts, and gradually withdrew from the battlefield.
After all, he could participate in it with the protection of the God King Zeus, but his Master was not so lucky.
At this moment, Waver in his arms was already trembling.
Is this a Servant?
A casual wave of the hand can cause a natural disaster; is this something I can fight?
Mom, I want to go home, I want to go back to the Clock Tower to research my thesis!
I will never come to fight the Holy Grail War again!
Gilgamesh was also surprised.
King Arthur was actually a deity, and the authority she mastered was the storm.
In Mesopotamian mythology, the God King Enlil is the wind god.
He once used a gale to blow apart heaven and earth, creating a space for the gods to survive, which is to blow away chaos and create the world.
In Gilgamesh’s eyes, this is an incredibly powerful divine authority.
He never expected that such a small Holy Grail War would have so many hidden talents.
First, Ishtar descended by possession, then there was an unknown Servant who claimed to kill gods, and now here comes a storm goddess.
And the Berserker who left just now also carried an unusual aura.
It looked a bit like a Lostbelt King, but only a bit; he wasn’t sure.
However, Gilgamesh could be certain that his strength was no less than that of a deity.
Watching the Archer from afar, Gilgamesh also felt a very strong divinity.
He guessed that the other party also had strength comparable to a deity.
Fortunately, he was of the Caster class, and had obtained a very huge amount of magic power by sealing Ea—the Sword of Rupture.
This was enough to support him in using three hundred divine authority seals simultaneously as a Servant, and he could also use the Tablet of Destiny, which is equivalent to the authority of a God King, to a certain extent.
He could also use divine armaments like the Enkidu and the flood sword at will.
After all, at this time, besides his own huge magic power, he could also rely on Ishtar Rin for magic supply.
The useless goddess might be silly, but as a main god and the prototype of goddesses in many myths, her foundation of strength was definitely there.
Otherwise, he would feel that he was not worthy to fight this Holy Grail War.
The water in this Holy Grail War is too deep!
Fanatic: Meow meow meow?
So?
She looked at the god-like Servants from afar, and the incomparably spectacular hundreds of waterspouts connecting the sky and the earth, and a cute, confused expression appeared on her face under the veil.
I thought Berserker and the Tohsaka Family’s Servant were already invincible, but I didn’t expect someone to be even fiercer than them? You are reading on g.com, the official source.
Is this high-end game something I can participate in?
This would require calling all the past Hassans, including the first King Hassan, to be barely qualified, right?
Where is this a battle of Heroic Spirits?
This is clearly a battle of deities!
“Old Man of the Mountain above, please bless me to be able to successfully judge the heretic this time.”
Fanatic prayed inwardly and ran away wisely.
She had to soothe her wounded heart; now she felt a little bitter.
At this time, Lancelot, who was still lying there, half-dead: Speak for me!
“I am the King of Storms, the Lord of the End, Artoria Pendragon.”
Artoria shifted her gaze back to Gwyn, and while stating her name, she slowly drew out the Holy Spear, Rhongomyniad.
This is the anchor point that fixes the surface of the world, the holy spear that houses the divinity of the goddess Rhongomyniad.
It can be an A++ rank Anti-Country Noble Phantasm, or an EX rank Anti-World Noble Phantasm.
It depends on the degree of liberation of the thirteen restraints on it; as long as seven layers of restraints are liberated, the holy spear can reveal its full appearance.
In its normal state, its shape is like a long pillar made of light, roughly similar to the shape of a spear.
“I am Soul Five, a kind little knight who enjoys saving others.”
In response, Gwyn introduced himself very simply.
At the same time, he transformed the spiral sword into a greatsword form, and a greatsword also appeared in his left hand.
divine body sword, the blade is wide and long, and the hilt and guard have spiral and wing patterns.
The whole body is like liquid gold, with a flowing golden luster, and the engraved Golden Order runes dye it with a sacred shimmer.
This is the weapon he forged by combining the soul and divine body after killing the deity Radagon and the divine beast Elden Beast.
While having a gorgeous appearance, it also possesses the true power of a divine artifact, housing the order and eternal power of the Golden Order.
Gwyn facing the enemy in such a posture indicates that he has entered a serious state, treating the Artoria in front of him as a truly worthy opponent.
“Go to the open sea.”
Artoria was still indifferent, just gripping the holy spear tightly, as if she had full confidence in the upcoming battle.
“Even in the center of the Pacific Ocean, waves will be stirred up.” Gwyn said.
But Artoria stopped talking, and her figure disappeared.
“It seems I can only restrain myself, and not use too much strength…”
Gwyn muttered to himself.