From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 284 Are You Afraid Of The Noble Phantasm On Your Face?
"It's actually him?!"

In the Tohsaka house, a man in a red suit holding a glass of red wine trembled, almost pouring out the dark red wine.

Even the Tohsaka family motto of keeping elegance at all times couldn't hold back at this time, after all, the shock brought by this name was beyond his expectation.

"That person will actually come to participate in the Holy Grail War, too bad."

"Indeed, quite badly."

From a gramophone beside him came the slightly inorganic-sounding voice of another young man.

"Kirei, the next strategy has to be changed."

"learn."

Then no matter what happened here, let's turn our attention back to the battlefield.

"Su Mo?"

Master Lancer's voice was still resounding in the audience.

"Are you the one who once caused a sensation in the Magic Association? But ha, single-handedly defeated the golden wolf? There must be a limit to rumors! How could you do that kind of thing? I'm afraid most of the credit should go to It must belong to the newly born successor of the Fifth Law!"

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Su Mo glanced in his direction, always feeling that he didn't need to talk to this guy anymore.

"Damn mental retardation."

So he ignored it.

"Speaking of the King of Conquerors, can you tell me, what exactly are you doing here? Ah, it just shocked me from the position of watching a good show. You can't just come here to have fun, right?"

"Ah, this matter. Saber and Lancer, it's not just me who is attracted by your clear sword spine sound here."

The rugged King of Conquerors grinned loudly, then roared towards the sky
"Heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, if you are still afraid to hide in the darkness and dare not show up, then don't blame me for the humiliation of the Conqueror King Iskandar!!!!"

"Hey, don't tell me you want to have a decisive battle directly?"

Su Mo looked at him playfully.

"However, the possibility of such a thing succeeding does not seem to be very high. After all, no one is a fool."

"Haha, that doesn't matter!"

Su Mo felt that King Conqueror's bold laugh would definitely impress anyone.

The voice just fell
"Although I've seen it many times, but only when I experienced it did I realize that you, King of Conquerors, are indeed worthy of being killed by this king!"

Jin Yao's rays of light poured down, and the glamorous woman stood on the street lamp, staring at the battlefield with her red eyes.

Proud Queen.

"It's reasonable, I think if there is a cameraman who dares to risk his life to go under the street lamp, I will definitely add two chicken legs to his lunch box."

Su Mo looked at the golden heroic spirit with a delicate expression, and wanted to complain, but felt that there were too many troubles to take care of all at once.

I said Miss, don’t stand on the street lamp when you wear a battle skirt armor, hey
"Well, even though you said that, I still want to ask."

Hearing that someone bluntly said that he was going to kill himself, the King of Conquerors did not get angry. Instead, he squeezed out a trace of expectation on the face that seemed to be carved out of marble, and made fun of it?

"So, are you willing to be my subordinate?"

'Idiot is this—'

The consensus of the people.

"Hey, you bastard who dares to call himself king casually, dare to say such treasonous words to this king, do you want to be killed by me right now?"

Gilgamesh's pupils dilated slightly and then contracted, as if murderous aura overflowed from them.

And just when she wanted to continue to say something.
"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

A pitch-black shadow full of curses and ominousness suddenly condensed from the ground, his whole body was wrapped in pitch-black armor, and the black energy overflowing from it seemed to distort the surrounding space, giving people a strong sense of unreality , the scarlet light on the front of the helmet seemed to be telling the madness in his eyes.

No, it's not the eyes, the whole body of this heroic spirit who appeared suddenly only gives others a feeling, that is madness, because
"How did Berserker appear here!?"

Saber revealed the true identity of the person with a look of surprise.

In Norse myths and legends, warriors under the protection of the Lord God Odin can get a power with the spirit of a bear and the bravery of a wolf, and will fall into an extremely excited state of ecstasy on the battlefield, without fear or pain, and forget the bloodshed. Hit the enemy in pain, kill the enemy frantically with super strong body, wear light armor at most, even fight topless, and fight until the death.The Berserker is the elite among the elites, with infinite willpower, born for battle, the more fierce the fighting spirit, the greater the fighting power, so the Berserker in the battle will fight until the moment of death even if his life is exhausted.

But the Berserker in the Holy Grail War is very different from the berserker in the myth.

In the Holy Grail War, Berserker is one of the seven classes, and heroes who have been crazy in battle can meet this class.Usually, it is an ideal state for a servant to be able to exert the performance of the original heroic spirit, but "madness" will deprive the rationality in exchange for strengthening the performance of the servant beyond the heroic spirit. It was originally a class used to strengthen the weak heroic spirit.

That is to say, if the Heroic Spirit itself is not the type to win by brute force and bravery, but by thinking and tactics, becoming a Berserker will actually reduce its actual combat ability a lot.

"Uh, it's so dark, but who is this guy?"

Su Mo always felt that there was indeed a dark guy in his memory, and he always attacked Saber, never leaving him.

'Well, Saber, you are miserable. '—So Su Xiaomo Children's Shoes made such a judgment.

However, the cruel reality soon told him what slapping his face is!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Roaring up to the sky, the black ominous heroic spirit snapped off a street lamp by the side of the road, and the ordinary street lamp pole was instantly covered with blood-red lines, as if it were engraved.

Then, under the vigilance of everyone around him and the heroic spirits and Su Mo's eyes full of anticipation for a good show, he rushed towards Saber who had already set up his sword and was ready to fight. Then, he was covered with a long red and black street light pole. It swept past Saber's head.

"Pfft—"

It hit Su Mo's face with one blow, and he was sent flying more than ten meters away.

But at this time, Saber, whose expression was completely frozen in place, was still shaking the stupid hair on the top of her head that was fluttering in the wind.
"Fuck you, who are you, do I know you?! Tired of living directly at me, right!!"

Just when the people around were still worried about whether Su Mo would just hang up like this, and expressed surprise at the calm expression on the face of the weird Heroic Spirit and little Lolita beside him, his angry voice came from the smashed ground. Another container came out.

"Hey, this guy is really inhuman."

"The face received a heavy blow from Berserker. Is my brother's face covered with some kind of defensive treasure?"

"That's enough, it's easy for me to watch a play"

Su Mo wiped the blood spilling from his nose, and looked murderously at Berserker who was about to continue rushing towards him.

"Esther, let's teach him how to be a Heroic Spirit."

"I am the sword of Mo, everything is as you wish."

(End of this chapter)