Black-blue flames bombarded the mountain structure violently. These stones, which had been pieced together here for less than eleven years, turned into fragments once again and scattered everywhere. However, although these fragments flew outward due to the powerful force, splashing towards everyone like flying knives, this was not a particularly dangerous matter for the Heroic Spirits. At least compared to other magical energy attacks, this was nothing.
The only ones who were somewhat pitiful were these stones, which had only rested here for over a decade before turning into ruins again. Secondly, the slightly pitiful ones were the members of the Church. When the time came, they would have to shell out money to buy stones for repairs again. As long as the Holy Grail continued to be stored here, this tattered mountain had to be restored to completion to prevent ordinary people from entering at will.
Of course, this violent noise also attracted the attention of many residents. A portion of outsiders were somewhat eager to try; they were creators of paranormal websites or websites for bizarre stories and objects. In this era before live streaming became popular, the creators of these websites were at the forefront of the internet age.
However, maintaining the traffic of such websites was not a simple task. They often ventured deep into dangerous areas, attempting to photograph even more bizarre images and find evidence of horror stories to maintain the website's popularity and earn money through it. Unlike those formal club websites, it was not easy for associations dealing with such supernatural events to be officially recognized. Therefore, the maintenance of the websites relied solely on themselves.
If not for the fact that the bridge between the new and old city districts had been destroyed by the Berserker of the Holy Grail War on the first night, there would probably be far more people rushing here right now than just these few.
It might look crazy, but placed in this country, it seemed like a very normal thing. After all, many people had already discovered the social pressure gradually emerging in this country. On the internet, many people were already saying that this country had been marching in place for years while the pressure on the people living on this land was constantly increasing. This was an extremely unequal and very abnormal thing.
And it seemed this country had no way to get rid of this situation in the short term.
It was fine for those with family businesses to inherit. For others who wanted to start a business, they had to risk their lives to stabilize the early stages. Even in this era of constantly changing technology, many family businesses would likely gradually decline. Therefore, young people were constantly striving towards emerging industries. Placed in this era, website creators and maintainers might be people walking at the forefront, appearing somewhat maverick.
Just like how live streaming was also seen as a job that couldn't earn much money at the very beginning, right?
In fact, for Aslan, he rather admired these young people. After all, the hardships these young people ate and the stumbles they took were no less than the hardships he ate and the stumbles he took when he was building the Artificial God back then.
At the same time, accompanying the increasing boiling of his dragon blood, he was leaning more and more towards a true long-lived species. Aslan's personality also gradually tended towards taking things as they came, waiting for the development of the times, and protecting the world along with the times. He rarely made large-scale leaps anymore. It seemed that the youthful impulse belonging to him as a human had gradually cooled in the years.
Although Aslan often said that long-lived species needed to find fun to maintain the youthfulness of their personalities, in fact, 1,500 long years had passed no matter what. Even if he simulated a youth in his personality, always saying he was an eternal young man, that part of the mood truly belonging to a youth was hard to retrieve.
So under such a mood, Aslan no longer rejected young children calling him "uncle," nor would he get angry when others said he was "an old cucumber painted green." After all, these were facts. Just looking at his eyes, one would discover that his eyes did not have much of the sparkle and vigor belonging to young people; instead, they were replaced by traces settled by the years.
Of course, the people living locally were completely different from these young people. Because these locals had truly experienced that unimaginable disaster back then. Regardless of the feng shui of that mountain peak before, at least looking at it now, even if a flood occurred one day, this mountain was the closest to the people present. I am afraid the local residents would worry about whether climbing the mountain would invite bad luck.
These people living nearby were very grateful to those magi and Church members who arranged new residences for them.
In short, if only some ordinary young people came, the Church members would stop them completely for the participants of the Holy Grail War. The Heroic Spirits just needed to fight with full power. Even if half the city were destroyed, the people of the Church could arrange the follow-up processing work for the entire city.
"In that case, I wish you all prosperity and victory in advance here. I and the others will stay here, waiting for your requests, and will support with Command Spells at the first opportunity."
Marisbury looked at the entrance that had been blasted out and stopped other magi who wanted to enter. After all, it would be difficult for ordinary magi to participate in the upcoming battle of Heroic Spirits. Not every magus had the level of power of Morgan.
Even staying on the periphery, one absolutely must not forget to set up magical barriers and establish a temporary magus position here. The reason was simple: the enemy, as Demon God Pillars, likely would not let these Masters off easily. After all, eliminating the Masters was the way to end the entire Holy Grail War as quickly as possible.
Even Aslan left a portion of equipment behind. Not only that, Da Vinci also left some puppets behind. If necessary, they could serve as bait to attract the enemy's attention. No matter what, for existences that had already died, they had to rely on Masters to continue surviving in this world.
In front of the entrance, Assassin had already thrown one flying knife after another into the entrance, thrusting towards the eyes of the Demon God Pillars wound around the walls. If the vision of these Demon God Pillars was connected to the Demon God Pillar collective, then naturally it was better to blind them completely first. In this way, it would also be convenient for the Heroic Spirits to perform some small actions that could bring excitement to the 72 Demon God Pillars.
"Let's set off."