Leonardo da Vinci has always been curious about what kind of strength Fujimaru Ratsuka, as a different world—or a parallel world—had when he descended on Chaldea.

If she saw the finale of the Absolute Warcraft Front, even through the screen, she could feel the energy of the treasure that was so powerful that it could subvert the entire area, and the power of the pair of worlds that was forced to prevent it from hurting other people. A Noble Phantasm that shrinks down to a single scale with terrifying self-control.

--So.

How far can she go now that she manifested as Berserker?

This is based on the extremely insufficient combat power, at least in the eyes of Leonardo da Vinci, it is completely insufficient to deal with the "King Solomon" who may invade Chaldea at any time in the future.

So she (he) wanted to see the limit of this "Fujimaru Tachibana".

Without a Master—ah.

Forgot to mention, in fact, Leonardo da Vinci quantified the soldiers infinitely!

In other words, this battle will continue until Berserker's magic power is exhausted! ! !

……

Ahh, alone.

Knowing Da Vinci's purpose too well, Fujimaru Tachibana sighed, raised his eyes again, and instantly took a step back with his left foot, turned sideways with his right hand and clamped the long | spear stabbed by the soldier, and pressed half-bend hard after hearing the sound of Lingling wind He dodged the arrow that was flying obliquely from behind, grabbed the gun and directly pierced the man's abdomen with force, then let go of his hand, threw off his sleeves and jumped into the air, stepping on the man who was just moving. The tip of the long sword struck from behind.

All of a sudden, the horizontal line was nearly two meters higher, and Fujimaru Tachibana looked down at the huge crowd around him.

...This Da Vinci really put a lot of effort into it.

She closed her eyes and waved her sleeves, and all the arrow feathers flying towards her were blocked by the dark barrier that appeared in the sky above.

The sleeves, which were originally pure and flawless, with only delicate patterns, seemed to be inadvertently imprinted with shadows from the black magic power that began to rise with her toes.

Da Vinci had approached her some time ago when Tachibana Fujimaru and Tachika Fujimaru were in a coma, and took the opportunity to take a sample of the strange black mud magic around her, and analyzed it in the workshop.

Just like the sentence she mentioned when she released the Noble Phantasm in the seventh singularity, it is the most filthy and purest "concept".

Its name is - All the Evils of the World.

Undoubtedly, this Servant is the most dangerous heroic spirit they have encountered so far, but because of their strength, they have to rely on her.

What kind of hardships did the last Master of Chaldea, as an ordinary person, have to fuse his body with the evils of this world?

"There is no blood." Fujimaru Tachibana took the long knife kneaded out of black mud and cut all the soldiers in the surrounding 180° circle in half with a flat arc.

The body of the soldier turned into black dust and disappeared on the battlefield, followed by successors who seemed inexhaustible.

"It would be nice if Raiko was here at this time."

Fujimaru Tachibana sighed, and then condensed another sword with magic power again.

Dual Swords?of course not.

The girl seemed to be able to feel the strong martial aura only when holding the knife in one hand. It seemed to be a skill inherited from that sage, but once she had an extra knife, the feeling was completely different.

She seems to be more comfortable with one hand than with two swords... Maybe it's because she didn't learn it well or didn't learn it at all.

But even with such a posture that seems to have degraded the level of the warrior, the speed of killing has become extraordinarily fast, as if a catalyst has been added to the chemical reaction.

With Pianfei's sleeves, the girl's movements lost their elegance and skill, and had a bit more intense and direct killing intent.

Every swing of the knife is to stab the opponent's Achilles' heel.

If it weren't for the fact that the soldiers had no blood, Fujimaru Tachibana's clean face and Ofuri sleeves would have already been splashed with bright red flowers.

"Ok?"

Leonardo da Vinci sensed something was wrong.

If her observations are correct, Fujimaru Tachibana can immediately release the treasure and wipe out the soldiers in the entire special training field in one fell swoop-of course, "production" will continue afterwards, but she has not done so for a long time.

It was not until a few minutes later that Leonardo Da Vinci finally discovered the purpose of Fujimaru Tachibana.

With the continuous killing, the girl's golden eyes dimmed a bit, but the movements of her hands became faster and faster, until finally she threw away her own knife—the weapon flowed like melting in an instant. Go to the ground and mix with the black magic flow flowing around her.

Her slightly long pink nails easily pinched the blade of the sword passing by her ear.

"laugh."

Amid Fujimaru Tachibana's mocking and playful laughter, the silver long sword at the fingertips of the fresh and tender fingers, which was completely different from that of a warrior, turned into powder and disappeared into the air.

This is not over yet.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide. The black mud that had been lingering around her snow-white kimono forming an extreme contrast had dispersed at some point. It looked like pitch-black spikes or soft chains, piercing through her within a radius of 30 meters. of all existence.

"Ah." Fujimaru Tachibana put his hand lightly on the side of his face that was warm at some point, and bent his eyes with a happy smile. The black mud pierced the soldiers and instantly enveloped the existence, as if sucking Watching the vitality that has not dissipated—or the magic power is better, until it completely devours those existences.

This seems to be a festival, and it is very similar to a celebration, which makes Fujimaru Tachibana's magic power surge upward at an extremely terrifying speed.

It was almost visible to the naked eye, the black mud gradually became more and more overwhelming, but all returned to lurk beside the girl temporarily, and as long as she moved her mind, she could devour everything like a ferocious beast that had been hungry for several days.

This Berserker... is a real Berserker.

As the battle intensified, her aura became more and more terrifying, like an unstoppable disaster that could not be stopped once it came.

Leonardo Da Vinci finally realized the reason why Fujimaru Tachibana didn't use Noble Phantasm.

Every time she swings a knife, every time she uses the evil current attack that can almost be regarded as half of her body, her attack becomes stronger, and then restores her life and physical strength through "damage" and "swallowing" .

Undoubtedly a monster.

If the enemy is her, Fujimaru Tachika can be said to have almost no chance of winning-not only in terms of combat effectiveness.

It would be better to say that Leonardo da Vinci began to rejoice that this Berserker came here specially to help Tachika Fujimaru.

Ah, this is the first time he feels that Lixiang-jun is lucky.

...It might be better to say that all the card-drawing luck of the boy Master was used to meet "her".

"Almost, it's endless." Fujimaru Tachibana suddenly withdrew her hand, and the black mud condensed into a tall hand shape. She sat in the center of the "hand" with her legs crossed, and the clogs swayed leisurely with her The movement of the legs was half-falling and half-falling on the instep of the foot.

At some point, her pupils turned back to dull golden color, as if she was looking straight into Leonardo da Vinci's eyes through the void.

The long orange hair slid down the slender shoulders, with a sense of casualness and confusion.

The bridal attire was obviously changed due to special external factors, but at the moment it looked extraordinarily chic. This body was pitch-black, but she was wearing a pure white dress. Coupled with the malicious smile she unconsciously carried, it made people look behind. I can't help but feel a little numb and cool.

These diametrically opposed elements are mixed together, but inexplicably let Leonardo da Vinci feel a kind of "beauty".

What kind of...

Leonardo da Vinci pressed the button for spirit transfer.

A girl's figure flashed in the frame.

"Leonardo!!! What are you doing, didn't Lixiang say... ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

The pink-haired doctor who hurried up from the steps and didn't know what test report he was holding was running fast, and the next second, he was covered by the girl who suddenly fell out of the frame next to him.

"Pfft!"

The Servant in a gorgeous kimono half sat on Romani Akiman's body in a very delicate and very girly manga-like pose.

"..."

"..."

Leonardo da Vinci's smile became subtler.

"Romani, are you going to tell me you didn't mean to? Do you think I'll believe you?"

"Trust me, hey——!!!!"

The author has something to say: First of all!Thanks to Lianmo for throwing mines! mua=3=

Secondly... I originally changed the copywriting and planned to update it in the evening, but it was abruptly finished in the middle of the night. I am really awesome...! ! !

Praise me, speed! ...I feel that this is a pretentious chapter as if it has no substantive content, but to be honest, I wrote it a bit cool [whispering bb] I don’t know if you like it or not...

Let’s pave the way for the daily Christmas activities, swimsuits... If you want it, I can still forcefully add a wave【.

Swimsuits don't necessarily change jobs, they can also have spirit clothing, for example, Gudazi... [Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

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