My Mom Sandy Love Song

The Ugdomirenia clan will be wiped out, leaving only Caster on the black side, and the red side will win more smoothly than expected.

When the body swollen with magic power began to be crushed by its own weight, Berserker finally reached the critical point—this blow was the final blow on this battlefield.

--coming.

Semiramis narrowed his eyes.

The next blow is the final rebellion of the red Berserker.

Perhaps he will completely exhaust the magic power necessary to maintain his existence in this world and eventually disappear, but this is the way of existence of the hero Spartacus.

Well, use your heroic defiance to pave the way for our victory.

The empress showed a mocking expression, staring intently at the distant battlefield.

……

"You've probably figured it out already."

Black Assassin, Kama walked lazily to Miyamoto Musashi.

"The expansion of magic power has become very abnormal since just now."

"Well, I'm afraid it's not just us, Lancer and Archer have already noticed it... Everyone will die if this continues."

In fact, Black's followers with a keen sense of the battlefield quickly noticed the clue.

Perhaps the monsters in front of him had the nature of continuously absorbing damage and releasing them all at once, so all the red Servants who came to support him retreated from Tulipas.

But even if you know the principle, whether you can stop him is another matter.

Musashi looked at Berserker, who had swelled so much that he couldn't tell whether it was a living thing or a huge mass of flesh.

"Master, let the others evacuate temporarily, let me deal with this guy."

She spoke to the Master Gorde who was far away in the castle by reading words.

"What nonsense are you talking about! A monster that was managed to suppress with six Servants, how can you fight against it alone!"

"Don't say that, Master, if you don't try, how will you know the result. Besides, because of your ineffectiveness in Japan before, your life in the camp is not easy now, right?

Anyway, just take a gamble and try it out. "

Gold was sitting on pins and needles, and a lot of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Okay, okay. I see, I'll report to Darnic..."

"You are my Master! You are the one who makes the decision!"

After being yelled at by Musashi, Gold fell to the ground, his legs trembling, staring at the ceiling dully, and nodded as if making up his mind after ten seconds.

"Understood... I'll go and explain to the other Masters, and let them evacuate with the Servant!"

Musashi nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm. That's right."

Half a minute later, the other servants except Saber withdrew from the battlefield one by one, and the magician of Yogdo Mirenia also left the city of Mirenia.

"Okay, everyone has been evacuated according to your wishes... What are you going to do, Saber?"

"Huh? Uncle, why didn't you leave the castle?"

Musashi sensed that his master's reaction was still in the city of Mirenia behind him.

Gould wiped his sweat with a handkerchief with a pale face, and roared loudly.

"Don't be joking! I boasted in front of them that I was going to die, how could I run away with me!"

"Haha, I see."

I thought he was just a timid uncle, but now it seems that the boring glory of the family is more important than his own life.

It's stupid, but I don't despise it.

While smiling, Musashi continued his fight with Spartacus.

"In that case, use the command spell...to strengthen my Noble Phantasm."

"You... can your Noble Phantasm defeat this guy? Won't it make him explode!?"

"Who knows, try cutting off Berserker's soul core before he releases the Noble Phantasm.

Maybe he can stop him, or maybe he will be killed directly.The final judgment is still up to you, uncle, you know what my treasure is, right? "

Slightly different from the orthodox "Fate/Apocrypha", Gold in that world summoned the strongest Saber Siegfried who is also "real name=weakness".

He was too afraid that his servant's real name would be leaked, so he refused to speak to the other party, and he would not try to understand him.

As for Gold and Musashi here, although the relationship between them is freezing point compared with other black teams, he at least tried to understand what Miyamoto Musashi's treasure is.

Gold's current mood could no longer be called anxiety, but fear.

Standing on the window of the room with both hands, watching Musashi who nimbly dodged Berserker's attack, his knees trembled uncontrollably.

Compared with the magic power stored in that Berserker, his position is no different from that of the heartbreak.

Saber said that she would cross Berserker's body before the explosion and directly destroy the spiritual core in his body.

But if she fails, there is only one dead end.

What you get is glory and what you lose is life. This kind of thing is too worthless!

It is better to abandon Saber now, and escape to a safe place while she is still able to resist the enemy——

"Saberrrr! I command with the Command Seal! Use the Noble Phantasm to defeat Berserker!!"

Gold clenched his fists and screamed.

That firm voice was definitely conveyed to Saber the Black.

The blade began to burn, and the girl's body released infinite magic power.

Holding two knives in her hand, she jumped far behind——

"That's right, there's something a little bit impressive about it."

Neither a beast, nor a human, nor a monster, nor even a heroic spirit.

The huge berserker who looked like a cursed god finally made a final blow to the earth.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

The heart of the roaring Spartacus was filled with intoxicating happiness.

The final blow will break all oppression and shatter all symbols of power.

Of course, he's gone mad...and even he knows his madness.

However, he still couldn't stop.Because he was born with the nature of being unable to bear to belong to anyone.

He felt that being scorned and being hurt would give him pleasure and give him infinite pleasure.

So, he was laughing all the time.

When this deposition reached a critical point, Spartacus launched a rebellion.

As long as there are oppressors in the world, my own joy and anger will not stop.

Now, having gained a second life, he is making the most powerful blow of his career.

It can be called the ultimate destruction that can only be achieved by offering everything of oneself as a sacrifice.

"—Ah."

Spartacus even sighed.

He completely ignored how ugly his own body transformed into.

The sword fighter who dedicated his entire career to rebellion finally delivered the blow.

The target is the greatest symbol of power in this Holy Grail War—that is, the city of Mirenia.

No matter in life or after death, this is also the highest and strongest rebellious fist in his career.

Can my fist and my sword reach the oppressors?

He couldn't know, and didn't intend to know.

The ascetic sword-fighter who had devoted his whole life to rebelliousness ended his life with a smile.

Absolutely unavoidable, no matter how strong the shield is, it cannot resist the liberating force that almost touches the moon and knocks down the stars.

Miyamoto Musashi was standing less than ten meters in front of Spartacus.

Maybe she will run away, maybe she will show weakness, because she is the worst cheating expert in the history of Japanese kendo.

However, the word waiting to die has never been included in the dictionary of the girl named Musashi——

click.

Miyamoto Musashi gracefully put one of the two swords back into its sheath, and replaced it with the posture of holding the sword with both hands.

Before coming to this world, she had participated in a seven-game battle that was not at all inferior to the Holy Grail War.

But now the secret that the girl wants to use is to break through the portrayal of life achieved by the seven great swordsmen, which is called [Grand Slam].

The left arm is level with the chest, and the blade is straight.

Her awe-inspiring figure can't be called graceful, but it can't make people look away.

"The essence of the five rounds—"

Miyamoto Musashi widened his magic eyes, silently staring ahead——

"Wahahahahaha! Rebellion is my life! This is an explosion! Ooooooh, oppressors from afar! I will smash you to pieces with my blade!"

Berserker's hilly body overflowed with light, almost like the sun on the ground.

Facing the violent vortex of light, the girl just silently saw through the method of defeating the enemy.

Musashi's body, blade, breathing... and everything around him seemed to have stopped.

Only the flurry of pink hair proves that time is passing and magic is overflowing.

"Nawu Tianman Dazizi God—"

The strongest swordsman shouted loudly and activated his real name.

"Eryingguli Jialuo, little celestial elephant! Come on, sword bang and draw your sword! Ishena, big celestial elephant—!"