In the dark ancient well, the dark golden tall cup exudes a dreamlike light, and the blood-like scarlet wine sways inside the cup wall, touching everyone's mind.
Claude and others stared at the [Holy Grail] floating in front of them and swallowed.
"[Holy Grail]...is this the [Holy Grail]?"
An agent muttered to himself.
"The supreme wishing machine that can fulfill all wishes." Claude's eyes showed joy, "We found it!"
He stretched out his hand and was about to touch the surface of the [Holy Grail] that was so close at hand. At this moment, a sharp cold light flashed out from behind!
Claude felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the hairs all over his body stood up. Without thinking, he jumped forward.
The next moment, a dark-colored long knife passed across his head silently, cutting off several hair strands and at the same time decapitating the heads of the other two agents standing beside him.
The head filled with fear and confusion was thrown high, and blood spurted out, but it was pulled by the dark golden tall cup floating in the center and swept into it like a stream.
The scarlet wine liquid rose slightly and rippled on the smooth walls of the cup.
Claude came back to his senses and turned around suddenly, only to see two agents standing together and starting to sneak attack all the agents under the ancient well.
The blow that almost killed Claude just now was struck by one of the agents. When he saw that this blow failed to kill Claude, he frowned, and then the dim light around him flashed like a tsunami.
It swept toward Claude.
"Are you crazy?!" Claude roared.
"Crazy? I think it's you who are crazy." The agent sneered, "You actually want to kill gods with a few artifacts? Do you really think that gods are vegetarians?
Now the [Holy Grail] that can fulfill all wishes is right in front of us. As long as I kill you all, I can make a wish and directly erase the mark of the gods in our bodies... If we can survive, who wants to take risks and go against the gods?"
Puff-!
Two blood flowers bloomed, and the chests of two more agents were instantly penetrated by the unexpected attack.
They clutched their chests in pain and looked back at the two traitors behind them. Their eyes were filled with anger, but as life passed quickly, this anger eventually turned into pain.
"Claude..." A dying agent stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to beg Claude to save him, but the latter just gave him a complicated look and shook his head.
"Sorry, I can't save you."
Upon hearing these words, the hope in the agent's eyes was completely shattered, leaving only endless despair.
He grabbed the corner of Claude's clothes and completely lost his breath.
In the narrow ancient well, there were only three of the seven people who originally searched for the [Holy Grail] together.
Although four agents died tragically one after another, there was no smell of blood in the well. Every strand of flesh and blood was swallowed up by the [Holy Grail] in the center, turning into scarlet wine that swayed inside the cup wall.
Claude looked at the dreamy [Holy Grail], his eyes flickered for a moment, then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the two sneak attackers in front of him.
"Your plan is perfect, but it's a pity that you couldn't kill me right away." Claude said coldly, and wisps of thunder flashed under the ancient well.
"Since the original plan has failed...then you, too, can come and be my sacrifices."
The expressions on the two agents' faces suddenly turned ugly.
Although they are both in the "Klein" realm, the Claude in front of him is the sixth-ranked being in the [Ten Gozen]. What he possesses is the ruins of the extremely destructive Thor!
"Grab the [Holy Grail] first! Use the [Holy Grail] to deal with him!" one of the agents yelled.
The two agents took action at the same time, grabbing the dark golden goblet floating in the center. Claude snorted coldly, and thunder surged around him, rushing out at an astonishing speed!
boom--!!!
A dazzling thunder light mixed with a loud roar erupted at the edge of the city-state. Countless thunders tore the ancient well into pieces, and two charred figures rose from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Claude, who was like the God of Thunder coming to the world, floated up from the dust holding the [Holy Grail] that exuded dreamy light in his left hand.
Claude stared at the scarlet wine swaying in the dark golden goblet in his palm, his eyes a little blurry.
He moved his eyes away, looked at the two embarrassed agents in front of him, and sneered:
"You two just want to grab the [Holy Grail]?"
"You're crazy!" one of the agents shouted, "If you make such a big noise, the old man will come with the [Scepter] again, and we will all die by then!"
Claude's eyes narrowed and he turned to look not far away.
A sudden thunderstorm woke up the sleeping city. Countless residents walked out of their houses in fear and looked in the direction where they were. At the same time, a black spot was rapidly approaching from the direction of the city lord's palace.
Claude glanced at the [Holy Grail] in his hand, and for some reason, he felt unprecedented confidence in his heart.
"This time, I won't give him the chance to use the [Scepter]."
He said calmly.
far away.
The old city lord was wearing pajamas, holding the King's [Scepter] in his hand, and was rushing over.
His eyes fell on the figure that was exuding terrifying thunder. The moment he saw what was in his palm, his expression changed.
"Oops, it's the [Holy Grail]!"
The old city lord felt a thump in his heart.
[Scepter] can forcibly commandeer the power of others, but its range of effect is not wide. If you want to drain the mental power of Claude and others through the air, you must be within a range of at least one kilometer.
Normally, this kilometer distance is nothing to the old city lord. After all, most battles take place at close range. Even if someone attacks with mental or divine power from a distance, as long as the attack enters a kilometer range,
Within, you can also use [Scepter] to commandeer.
But he never expected that Claude would actually get the [Holy Grail]!
[Holy Grail] is the supreme wishing machine, and there is no distance limit.
The desire triggered by the [Holy Grail] does not belong to any form of energy, and even the [Scepter] cannot forcibly commandeer it.
The old city lord gritted his teeth and was about to speed up and rush into the one kilometer range. Under the distant night sky, the figure surrounded by thunder slowly raised the [Holy Grail] in his hand.
"Make a wish and the human body will be petrified." Claude said calmly.
As his words fell, the scarlet wine liquid swaying in the dark golden tall glass decreased a little.
At the same time, a glimmer of light flashed from the surface of the [Holy Grail], and some mysterious power swayed out. The old city lord, who was several kilometers away, felt his body stiffen and his whole person was frozen in place.
Gray-white stones quickly filled his body. He looked at his rapidly petrified body in shock, his eyes full of horror and despair.
Three seconds later, a stone statue of an old man holding a [scepter] appeared on the stone brick streets of the city-state.