Hyper-Dimensional Player

Chapter 893 - 7: Detecting a High-Magic Plane

Notre-Dame de Paris.

As a massive summoning ceremony was set up, several members of the Hermitage began injecting magic power simultaneously. The one selected to stand in the center of the magical array was a nun, around seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked slightly nervous, but as the magic array before her was activated, she slowly closed her eyes, holding an unusual scale in the palms of her hands.

The next second.

The dazzling light engulfed the scale in her hands, and a tall, valiant figure emerged. He wore a suit of sleek dragon leather armor, with a long spear on his back. As the light gradually faded, the church members all knelt down on one knee to the person in front of them, respectfully saying, "Lord Saint George."

——Dragon Slayer - Saint George (Upper-Rank Heroic Spirit) (Six-Star Gold).

Typically.

When mortals transform into Heroic Spirits after death, their power significantly increases. If there are additional legendary augmentations, the boost in strength is even more astonishing.

The Dragon Slayer is a deified product of the Church.

This Dragon Slayer was summoned in the form of a lancer. Although the spear in his hand was not the Lance of Longinus, it was still the legendary Dragon Slayer Spear. After glancing at the members of the Hermitage around him, Saint George, summoned in a youthful form, looked at the nervous nun in front of him and said gently, "Stay here."

"The matters to follow are not for you to intervene in."

After speaking, the Dragon Slayer leaped forward, gripping the Dragon Slayer Spear in his hand, heading in the direction of Napoleon.

However, just as he was leaving Notre-Dame.

The Dragon Slayer George suddenly turned his head towards the direction of the Triumphal Arch, his brow furrowing, and with a hint of deep dread, murmured, "Has Your Majesty come as well?"

The Battle of Heaven.

No,

It should be said that all entities within Monotheism bearing the name ’Saint’ had once prepared to unite for a fierce battle against His Majesty!

In that era, Duncan’s oppressive presence was truly terrifying.

Though magic was not as widespread as today, more in the hands of wizards, during Duncan’s active era, Monotheism still assimilated quite a bit of ancient Greek magic knowledge. These techniques, integrated by Monotheism, were mostly mastered by beings named ’Saints,’ and at that time, almost all saints were ready to face death at the hands of His Majesty.

Including the Dragon Slayer Saint George in front of them, Monotheism’s final decision was to have Saint George wield the ’Lance of Longinus,’ equipped with the Scarab Beetle, Holy Crown of Thorns, and more, to hold off His Majesty for a short period to seize the chance to kill the Crow Queen Triss.

Over ten fully armed saints were not confident enough to deal with His Majesty, and even the Dragon Slayer Saint George only dared say he could hold the opponent off for a short time.

If indeed His Majesty had arrived, then there was no need to vie for this Holy Grail.

The Dragon Slayer abandoned the direction of Napoleon, his figure darting through the darkness, heading towards the Triumphal Arch.

"Who is it?!"

Catherine’s cold rebuke resounded, and as she rapidly cast curse magic, servant demon-like summons emerged from the shadows on both sides, attacking the figure ahead.

Phew!

A glint of cold light flashed.

The servant demons summoned by Catherine were pierced through in an instant, and a blood-red long spear emerged from the darkness, followed by a valiant young man. He donned a splendid dragon leather armor, his gaze fixed intently on Duncan ahead. The terrifying power was like spreading Dragon Magic Power, making Catherine feel paralyzed; yet Duncan, standing atop the Triumphal Arch, remained calm and unperturbed.

"Dragon Slayer - Saint George."

Duncan’s expression showed a hint of surprise, finally witnessing a Heroic Spirit with enough gravitas.

He stood atop the Triumphal Arch, overlooking the Dragon Slayer before him, and said slowly, "Seeing me, is there nothing you wish to say, Dragon Slayer?"

In an instant.

The surrounding space seemed to distort, a terrifying magic began to surge, and this time Catherine truly felt the legendary Dragon Magic Power. The location where Duncan stood resembled a massive magic vortex, instantaneously suppressing the faint Dragon Magic Power emanating from the Dragon Slayer Saint George.

Beneath the Triumphal Arch, the Dragon Slayer Saint George was silent for a moment, then knelt on one knee, saying, "Your Majesty!"

"It has been a long time, and you are still as impressive as ever."

That’s more like it.

Duncan smiled slightly, and as he lifted his hand, a stream of magic power entered Catherine’s body, causing her excited expression to blush slightly. After all, he wasn’t a true Master, and magic refueling could only be done using special methods.

Normally, providing magic power to a Heroic Spirit by a Master isn’t this troublesome.

"Mmm."

Duncan’s expression was gratified, "Thoughtful."

As long as one is willing to address him as Your Majesty, Duncan generally wouldn’t make a move.

The Dragon Slayer Saint George is a guardian saint of Great Britain, personally recognized and conferred by Duncan. The Demon Hunter Brotherhood he established, too, received imperial financial support and was responsible for cleaning up various Dark Age remnants for hundreds of years in the empire.

The focus was on the northern Germanic and Cyprus regions, Duncan being the behind-the-scenes financial backer for most of the medieval mysterious forces.

The Saint gazed at Duncan before him, speaking solemnly, "Is Your Majesty also vying for this Holy Grail?"

If so, the Church has no hope of winning.

To defeat His Majesty, one would have to find the legendary holy relics to summon those Great Angels under God’s seat, but even so, there’s only a slight chance of victory.