Chapter 687 The value of the fallen god is still rising
Chapter 687 The value of the fallen god is still rising
The Holy Grail War, the battle for the universal miracle wishing machine.
The Holy Grail will choose a suitable Master across the time and space of the multiverse, and let the heroic spirit summoned by him to fight as a familiar.
Heroes from various universes, time and space, planets, and countries responded to the magician's call and fought fiercely on the infinite battlefield of the universe to the last group. After collecting enough stigmata, they completed the sacrifice to the Holy Grail.
This is the Holy Grail War.
The so-called Holy Grail is a miraculous relic derived from the legend of Christ.
Although it is not known whether this Holy Grail is the same as the legendary Holy Grail that contained divine blood, there is no doubt that the power that spans countless multiverses and endless time and space can definitely fulfill all the wishes of the holder!
But that ownership only has seven spots available.
In other words, the seven heroic spirits and their masters with the seven attribute peaks need to be the final winners.
"This is a secret that only a handful of magicians know. If I hadn't seen relevant records in Karma Taj's forbidden library in the past, I would have thought it was just a legend, so..."
Stephen walked on the streets of New York at sunset, looking at the extremely familiar and nostalgic modern scenery. He was in a trance for a long time: "So you understand, Master, we have the qualifications to achieve miracles."
"Don't call me master, Stephen, since when did you like this kind of fun?"
Clea said with dissatisfaction in her tone, "Call my name."
Stephen stopped when he heard this. He turned back with some doubts: "Uh, Master, do we know each other?"
"Are you kidding me?" Clea frowned and said in a panic: "You just said you would love me forever half an hour ago!"
Stephen's eyebrows raised, looking a little surprised:
"Sorry. I have to explain it to you again. The contestants come from all time and space in the multiverse."
"Especially for heroic spirits, time and the universe are meaningless, so I am not the Stephen you know, but from a parallel universe."
"Am I not with Christine in this parallel universe?"
He looked at Clea, touched his chin and looked at the hanging ring in her hand, feeling confused.
"You guys broke up many years ago!" Clea frowned unbearably.
As the Supreme Mage of another dimension, she can naturally understand the concept of parallel universes, but looking at the similar but different Stephen in front of her, regret and sadness uncontrollably welled up in her heart.
"The magic of the Holy Grail ritual is engraved on it. It seems to be my own handiwork."
Stephen looked at Xuan Ring and said: "I finally know why those people just looked at me unfriendly. I can ask the other me."
"He died. He died at the hands of the three mistresses you killed in order to protect our retreat." Klea was depressed.
"I'm sorry, but Stephen is definitely hoping you can cheer up, and well, that's a bit strange for me to say."
Stephen noticed the other party's gaze, and moved his gaze to the side with some embarrassment. He changed the subject and asked: "Clea, do you have any wishes?"
Clea's eyes gradually became firm: "Resurrect Stephen."
Stephen: "."
"What about you? Stephen from the parallel universe." Clea was a little confused: "You are already so powerful."
"With Christine." Stephen said without hesitation.
Clea: "."
The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. The two looked at each other, feeling something strange that couldn't be explained.
Not far away, four reincarnations following closely behind the two were communicating on the internal spiritual communication channel.
[Lou Baiyu: "Dr. Caster Dark Strange, when we met a servant of this level when we were doing missions before, we were so embarrassed.\
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