In the other direction of the outskirts of Snowfield City, close to the side of the towering forest, far away from the mountainous canyon battlefield of the crimson rock wall.
Fadius and others were still single-mindedly trying to find the whereabouts of the lesser grail, so they were busy detecting the ley line coordinates leading to the “Otherworld”.
“Hmm? Why is the commotion over there so big?”
Fadius quickly noticed the daytime thunder that frequently sounded over the battlefield.
But the distance was too far and the situation was unknown, so he casually summoned a subordinate to inquire about the situation.
“Mr. Dioran, according to the report from an informant about 10 minutes ago, the Crystal Hill hotel where Tine Chelc is located suffered a long-range shooting, and this pair of master and servant immediately dispatched to the outskirts, and should have started engaging the enemy now.”
In order to completely control this Holy Grail War, Fadius had long ago dispatched personnel to various factions to act as spies, or bribed the wavering factions among them.
Like the Chelc Family where Tine was located, there were quite a few traitors who had changed camps long ago.
Tine’s direct troops had 56 people, but more than 10 people had been developed by Fadius into informants, almost providing him with intelligence anytime and anywhere.
Furthermore, the plan of Fadius’s family and state organs to control Snowfield City was originally able to be smoothly implemented decades ago only by using force to drive away the “landlord” Chelc Family and forcibly occupying a large amount of land.
This can no longer be considered a simple feud, but a thorough vendetta, and one has to guard against it.
“Since it’s just a normal engagement of the Holy Grail War, there’s no need to pay attention to it, put your main energy on the search work for the lesser grail!”
“Yes!”
…At this time, Fadius subconsciously believed that the commotion over there was normal and had nothing to do with what his side was doing.
Therefore, he nonchalantly turned back to pay attention to the work at hand, “The exploration ritual was improved before, right, Adela, how is your progress? Remember, don’t let the same situation as last time happen again!”
If there is another “city-wide movie viewing” incident in Snowfield City, the cleanup department responsible for covering up the Holy Grail War will probably explode.
“Mr. Dioran,” Assistant Adela quickly and respectfully said, “The plan we are currently adopting is to drastically reduce the scale of the ritual.
In this way, even if we encounter the previous abnormal magical power reaction, triggering a ritual run amok, the anomaly that occurs will be within a controllable range.”
The previous situation was like a high-power searchlight, shaking back and forth was of course very conspicuous, but now it’s equivalent to changing it to a miniature flashlight, and a little further away it won’t be noticed.
Adela continued, “And our location selection this time is also exquisite, the ley line fulcrum here is stable, the energy flow is stable, which further improves controllability…”
Fadius did not have the patience to listen to these repetitive words, and directly interrupted:
“…It’s not very stable, sir.”
What’s wrong with you people, always pulling stunts?
Adela glanced at the sweating workers swarming around the machine over there, and explained in a submissive tone:
“I am extremely sorry! The influence of the abnormal magical energy response has now been eliminated… It’s possible that over on the ‘otherworld’ side, there is a cross-space spell interfering with this side.”
The canyon battlefield with crimson rock walls.
Rrumble!
The battles of the mythological era were still ongoing.
The two figures intersecting in the sky were like two shooting stars colliding at high speed, turning and shifting abruptly from time to time.
The Primal Runes rune “Thurisaz” was cast and activated simultaneously by both combatants.
Thurisaz also means “Thor’s Hammer,” primarily symbolizing the power of the Thunder God.
Perhaps it looked like just another glamorous show just like before, but only the “spectators” caught in the middle of it knew that even watching a battle required strength.
Boom, boom, boom!
Countless terrifying rays of thunderous light suddenly descended, their entwined Age of Gods laws carrying terrifying might, and every single bolt of divine lightning that fell could shatter mountains.
“Damn it! To think there are petty thieves tampering with spells behind the scenes, transmitting the battle fluctuations across space right here—how annoying!”
Gilgamesh, who was piloting vimana, sounded extremely displeased at the moment.
Dozens of interception systems equipped on this flying warship of the Age of Gods were fully activated just to barely intercept the sporadic bolts of divine lightning descending from the sky from time to time.
For the rest of the attacks, Gilgamesh had to personally open the Gate of Babylon and shoot out a massive amount of weaponry to deal with them.
There was no help for it; vimana, the divine ship, was simply too large of a target.
This wasn’t a matter of performance.
Facing the torrential divine lightning pouring down in the blink of an eye, a large-volume target simply couldn’t dodge it.
“O King, forgive my dullness, but what on earth is going on with all this?”
Tine gripped the handrail on the aircraft tightly and asked with a trembling voice.
When the real fluctuations washed over her face, Tine finally realized that the aura and laws of the mythological era were actually right before her eyes, giving her a rather chaotic sense of space-time dislocation.
She remembered that according to the intelligence she had previously mastered, this should have been merely a detection spell malfunctioning and running amok, projecting images!
How could a battle of virtual images actually become real?
These days, even being a spectator was so dangerous?
“Hmph! Although this king did not manifest in the posture of a mage, I can still guess that it is nothing more than some half-baked apprentices not knowing their own strength, casting spells arbitrarily, and accidentally linking to the spatial spell of ‘another world’!”
“A cross-space link? Doesn’t that mean both sides are… coming over here!?”
Tine exclaimed, her face turning slightly pale, and thinking of the dangerous level of the thunderstorms in the sky, she couldn’t help but feel terrified.
Although this was her first time participating in a Holy Grail War and she lacked experience, she knew just by thinking about it that a battle of the Supreme God level like Odin’s was not something small fry like her could endure; even just watching from the sidelines was too much to handle!
So this was what a real Holy Grail War was like?
Even Servants had to undergo extremely dangerous trials?
Wow, it was simply too cruel and too terrifying.
“Foolish question! Tine, you are utterly mistaken; they haven’t truly descended!”
Gilgamesh clearly still had lingering anger and continued coldly, “Although the spell has established a link, the scale is strictly limited, and physical objects cannot be transmitted.”
“However, ‘the effects generated by the battle,’ such as light, sound, energy, and other phenomena, are not excluded.”
He was almost laughed to anger!
Whose brilliant little ingenuity was this talent?
Why don’t you guys restrict the spell a bit further and just turn off the visuals and sound as well?
If he weren’t busy dodging attacks right now, he would definitely find those half-baked troublemakers and settle this score!
The next second, Gilgamesh’s expression froze.
The dazzling thunderous light galloping across the sky suddenly disappeared.
The visuals were gone, and the sound effects had also vanished.
But the silent and formless terrifying coercion of the Age of Gods still swept across the entire area, assaulting the few people in the battlefield!