Although the dead agents had strong vitality, these sacrifices were not enough if they wanted to make a wish to erase the marks of the gods from themselves.
The [Holy Grail] requires more lives as sacrifices.
Claude could kill those agents as sacrifices to the Holy Grail because they were the first to take action, but now these innocent residents...
Claude hesitated for a long time, then closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Sorry, I don't want to die..."
He opened his eyes, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and his body turned into a ray of lightning, flying rapidly towards the center of the city!
"It's an intruder! The intruder is coming with the Holy Grail!"
"He wants to sacrifice us!"
"He killed the old city lord! Everyone, attack together!"
“…”
As soon as Claude landed, several residents around him started shouting, and then several divine weapons whizzed out!
Even though the King's [Scepter] controlled by the old city lord has been lost, there are still a large number of artifacts lurking inside Wucheng.
Claude narrowed his eyes, slowly raised the [Holy Grail] in his hand, and was about to make a wish when a muffled sound suddenly came from an alley not far away!
clang--!
A golden ripple emerged from the shadow of the alley, instantly covering the center of Wucheng, and also covered Claude who was holding the [Holy Grail].
The moment he saw the golden ripples, Claude's pupils suddenly contracted!
Is it the King's [Scepter]? !
Claude would not admit his mistake. When they, the agents, first entered the King's Treasury, had their mental strength drained away by this golden ripple, and were thus captured as a group.
But now the old city lord has clearly been killed by him, how is it possible that someone else can use the [Scepter]! ?
Claude looked towards the alley where the golden ripples appeared, and saw a familiar figure holding a [scepter], standing in the shadows like a ghost.
——No. 22.
No. 22 was holding a ball of bloody flesh in one hand and the [Scepter] in the other. His cold eyes stared at Claude and the [Holy Grail] in his hand, with a smile on his lips.
"I told you... I have a way to get the [Scepter]."
As soon as No. 22 finished speaking, his powerful mental power turned into light golden threads and flew out of Claude's body. Claude felt his body go empty and he almost fell to the ground!
Oops!!
Claude's heart sank.
He originally thought that he had obtained the [Holy Grail] and killed the old city lord who was the only one who could control the [Scepter]. At this moment, he was already the strongest person in Wu City... But he never expected that No. 22 actually controlled the [Scepter] left by the old city lord!
At this moment, he has stepped into the effective range of the [Scepter].
Claude's brain raced, and he forced himself to stay alert. He clenched the Holy Grail in his hand and was about to make a wish:
"Make a wish, and your realm will return..."
Before he finished saying the word "return", No. 22, who had absorbed Claude's mental power, rushed out like a startled wild goose!
Having lost his spiritual power realm, Claude completely became an ordinary person holding the [Holy Grail], while No. 22, who completely absorbed Claude's peak "Klein" spiritual power, saw his strength skyrocket.
No. 22 just raised his hand and waved it. An unprecedented lust surged from Claude's heart. It felt like ants were crawling all over his body. Endless hallucinations filled his mind in an instant, and he temporarily lost the ability to think.
After just a moment's pause, No. 22 rushed in front of him.
He raised his foot with lightning speed and kicked the Holy Grail in his palm away. At the same time, he twisted his body and pierced Claude's chest with his palm.
puff--!!
Blood splattered, splashing on No. 22's face and the ancient stone bricks under his feet.
Claude's consciousness gradually returned. He stared blankly at the hand that had sunk into his chest and the cold expression of No. 22. He opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.
No. 22 narrowed his eyes, grabbed the heart in his hand, and pulled it out of Claude's body!
Claude's body shook, the light in his eyes faded, and he fell straight to the ground, completely losing his breath.
"...Without his realm and divine ruins, [Jiu Gozen] is nothing more than this."
No. 22 threw his heart towards the Holy Grail that had fallen to the ground. Strands of blood extended into the scarlet wine, and the water level rose slightly again.
No. 22 bent down and picked up the dark golden tall glass. He stared at the surface of the wine, and the smile on his lips became more and more intense.
"The Holy Grail that can fulfill all wishes, and the Scepter that can command all power... Now, who under the gods can stop me?" A deep laugh came from No. 22's throat. He paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"When I get the [Sword] that can kill gods, I can kill that woman Philotes...
I need more offerings."
No. 22's gaze fell on the residents of Wucheng not far away.
For some reason, the moment the residents of Wucheng met No. 22's gaze, they felt their hands and feet go cold, as if some kind of icy breath was flowing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
That is murderous intent!
Song——!
No. 22's figure turned into a residual shadow and quickly flashed into the crowd. Cold rays of light flashed across, and countless wails and screams rang out one after another.
Corpses fell densely on the hard stone road like harvested wheat, and blood flowed along the grooves between the bricks, quickly staining the streets of Wucheng.
In a hurry, several divine weapons shot up into the sky, heading straight towards No. 22 who was killing crazily.
No. 22 raised the [Scepter] expressionlessly and smashed it hard on the ground. Golden ripples appeared and all the artifacts flew out!
[Scepter] can forcibly requisition power within a certain range. Unless it is at the "Supreme" level, these artifacts cannot approach No. 22 at all, nor can they hurt him in the slightest.
For No. 22 who possesses the [Holy Grail] and the [Scepter], this is a one-sided massacre!
As 22 advanced, countless residents lost their lives, fell in a pool of blood, and turned into strands of silk flowing into the [Holy Grail], becoming a sacrifice of wishes...
At this moment, the entire Wucheng was like hell.
…
at the same time.
Asylum of the Gods.
“Aaaaaaaaa——!!”
The roar of pain echoed in the golden circle of the courtyard. Gilgamesh, who was chained to the throne, twisted his body like a madman, his bloodshot eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"How dare you, a mere outsider, start a massacre in Uruk? I will cut you into pieces! Cut you into pieces!"
On the side, Braki squatted in the corner with his hands covering his ears, and couldn't help but speak:
"Crazy... Gilgamesh is crazy again... Monkey, you should take care of him!"
Sun Wukong, who was sitting on the rock throne, frowned. He stood up from his seat and walked straight to the black throne that was shaking constantly.
"Gilgamesh..."
"Kill you! I must kill you!" Endless divine power burst out from Gilgamesh's body, shaking the roar of the earthquake.
"Let go of me...let go of me!! I'm going to kill him!!"