However, the moment Riku's fingertip lightly touched the Star Grail.
"Bang!"
A blinding white light suddenly erupted!
Clear light surfaced across the Star Grail's surface, and a terrifying rebounding force burst from the cup. Riku's right arm instantly disintegrated under that power.
Skin, muscle, bone. They silently vanished within the light!
Riku staggered back several steps. No blood gushed from his severed arm; the wound was covered by a layer of pure light.
A trace of astonishment flashed across his face, but it soon returned to calm.
Was he saddened? It did not seem so.
Was he disappointed? Perhaps a little.
But more than that, he felt relieved.
He lowered his head to look at his missing arm, then raised it to gaze at the Star Grail floating in the air.
The cup still shone brilliantly, yet it carried a cold sense of distance, as though it were silently declaring:
You are unworthy of possessing the Star Grail.
Riku lightly shook his head. In this war of the gods, the Human Species had merely been spectators.
They had not participated in the war, had not faced decisions between life and death, and had not paid every price for victory.
How could people like them possibly be chosen by the Star Grail?
"Looks like I am not qualified to possess the Star Grail."
Riku's voice was extraordinarily calm.
He looked at his empty right shoulder. A complex emotion flickered in his eyes, but soon, he revealed a faint smile.
There was nothing to be disappointed about. It had never belonged to him in the first place.
Besides, with the Chat Group, even without the Star Grail, he still had the possibility of becoming strong.
Bai Xuan stared at the Star Grail floating in the air, his brows slightly furrowed.
In their