Holding a Little Girl

Beating a dog when it was down was the simplest principle. Everyone understood it.

The Bull of Heaven, which had originally been watching from the sidelines, joined the battle without hesitation. Whether it was Ishtar's command or its own will was unknown.

The addition of the Great Divine Envoy and the Bull of Heaven put even more pressure on ORT, making the battle all the more intense.

Not only that, even Gilgamesh, Alcides, and the Counter Force's laborers cast aside their grudges and threw themselves back into the battlefield without hesitation.

Even dealing a little more damage might be the key to turning the tide of this battle.

Waver's advance team arrived during this time as well. Familiar faces stepped out of their vehicles one after another, though none of them knew me.

The world could be vast or small. You might never meet, or everyone might gather for a single Holy Grail War.

Waver was worthy of being Waver. Even before Zhuge Liang possessed him, he had already calculated everything. Once he understood the situation, he immediately arranged contingencies to prevent accidents.

As the battle reached its climax, ORT's movements became increasingly conservative. It seemed capable only of defending itself, with no strength left to counterattack.

With the assistance of the Great Divine Envoy and the Bull of Heaven, Gomorrah gradually gained the upper hand. The situation was becoming more and more favorable for it.

However, ORT's instincts constantly drove it to replenish its mana. If it did not, it would very likely fall into slumber once again.

In truth, ORT had been searching for an opportunity to leave the battlefield and replenish its mana, but unfortunately, Gomorrah and the others completely strangled that idea in the cradle.

Although the Great Divine Envoy and the Bull of Heaven's attacks