I'm in Fuyuki, there's a group chat, I'm hiding

This enemy doesn't even have the qualifications to ask her to swing a sword, and it's basically tarnishing her honor as a knight of the round table.

Just the kind of thing that holds a hammer and thinks you can hit it?

Is it true that anyone can be sublimated into a heroic spirit?

Ridiculous... Ridiculous!

——An eyesore, minions, go to hell!

With a blank expression on her face, she raised her straight sword and slashed straight down.

The red torrent poured down like a torrential river, and did not stop until it touched Frankenstein's thunder hammer lying in front of him.

Sparks flew everywhere, and Yi Jin was eliminated by the block.

This time, though, Frankenstein noticed an anomaly.

The knight in armor kicked his legs again the moment his weapon was blocked, attacking without leaving any room.

Can't sit still.

This idea rose from the bottom of Kenniang's heart.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Berserker, he doesn't care that fighting will hurt him.

The thunder stung Mordred's arm, which intrigued her instead.

but--

The next moment, his feet were like heavy cannonballs kicking across Frankenstein's lower abdomen.

'woo...'

With severe pain in the weightlessness, Frankenstein lost his voice and even loosened the handle of the hammer for a few seconds.

Coles, who saw this glance from behind, analyzed the result, and he shouted hastily.

'No, you will be caught in the gap! Berserker! '

From every point of view, Kenniang's move is comparable to surrendering her life to others, and the red side Saber will not let go of this opportunity.

As far as the results are concerned, there is nothing wrong.

"The idea is very brave, but unfortunately, you are too slow!"

Mordred's smile became smug, and the scorching clarnet burst into flames.

She waved, but for a moment.

The scorching air waves caused the weather to turn warmer, and the magic power was scorching hot like hot water above the boiling point. With a single cut, everything in front of us was cut in two.

"You lost!" Mordred's mouth curled up.

Zero distance, no room to escape, completely suppressed from muscle strength, now...

This overwhelming disparity in strength made people desperate, and Coles hurriedly opened his cuffs, the red lines on the back of his hands were bright and bright.

"Farewell to the command spell, Berserker, please..." Before he finished speaking halfway, his pupils shrank due to the events in front of him, and the world fell silent at this moment.

The half-cut, neat and swift, was unavoidable, and the crescent-shaped scarlet blade burst out at zero distance, dyeing the background of the screen red.

Cut open in the middle, blood scattered like poppies, beautiful and in full bloom.

Blood splatters on the grass, it's too quick to be caught off guard

This gap in hard power is...ridiculous.

Mordred took advantage of the situation and wanted to put the sword back into its sheath, but she was suddenly taken aback by what she saw after she sneered.

This guy, is he still down?

The fragile one-horned woman, so weak that she couldn't breathe, but she still stood there with her weapon.

With a bang, the weapon fell and landed on the ground.

She fixed her eyes on Berserker who had not fallen down, frowned, and then snorted.

"Stop, my blow shattered your spiritual core. Even if you struggle again, it will only add more pain before you die." Mordred withdrew his weapon.

This knife went deep into the bone marrow, even if the archmage Merlin who had been sleeping for thousands of years was awakened, he would not even think of coming back to life.

’ But the mentality of this guy, as Bersereker is, is commendable. ' Mordred turned back leisurely, until a cry that detonated the night sky made her stop.

Electric current, majestic magic power.

This is...

Mordred frowned, and when she looked back, the sight in front of her stunned her.

The new green Thunderbolt, the Berserker.

Majestic, majestic, like the magic power flowing from that old body like the sea.

From the core to the epidermis.

"This is...."

【—Ahhhhhh! ! 】

Without giving Mordred any time to react in surprise, the sky-high light suddenly bloomed, from the flow of magic power to the overflow of saturation.

Does this guy want to blow himself up! ?

Mordred realized the gravity of the situation.

At this time, Kenniang had already raised her head, her face was full of ferocity, and the thunder and lightning released from the one horn on her forehead began to fill.

A huge and lush green tree appears here through her as a medium, which is a huge and majestic magic power.

Noble Phantasm - Thunder Tree of Punishment

A destructive Noble Phantasm that destroys everything with a huge magical power as a support.

The price—her life.

Bit by bit, everything about getting along with her, at this moment, appeared in Cowles' mind like a horse and a horse.

That flower, that piece of wheat field, that encounter and meeting and all the warm and daily life, all of these... are like bubble phantoms.

——Is it just a mirror image?

Cowles subconsciously shouted: "Stop, Berserker!"

Berserker, who couldn't stop, was taken aback by the sound, even if it was far away from here.

But she did not pass up the opportunity.

Coles stretched out his hand. He wanted to use the command spell to transfer the bruised Berserker back, but found a sad reality.

The three Command Seals in his hand are gone.

The first time was to tell Berserker not to use Command Seals until a critical moment.

Then the second and third clauses..

That's right, it was all used in the last battle against the Empress to prevent Frankenstein from being poisoned halfway.

Now...the scene in front of me...

——Berserker..

He yelled out her job description softly, and saw the young girl's eyes that were still full of fighting spirit even when she was covered with scars.

Like a burning fire, burning.. burning.

That decisive, is absolutely firm.

This...

Cowles stopped abruptly as he spoke.

What reason does he have to stop Berserker?

not at all...

△

— Tch, careless again, really troublesome.

Mordred felt dizzy.

Black's Berserker, this four-star bastard named Frankenstein, a blood-changing waste in street games, unexpectedly...

There was no way to avoid it, even though Shishi Jie behind him was hiding in the distance, but at such a short distance, even with Command Seals, he couldn't avoid any damage.

Lion Jie uses the vision of magic link to take everything under his control.

"Hey, Saber, the situation is not good. Just retreat!"

"It's too long-winded, uncle, you run farther away by yourself, and just leave this scene to me to control."

Lion Jie's shout rang in his ears at this moment.

This time, you can't be defeated!

Mordred's eyes were like torches, she squeezed the long sword tightly, and her eyes were full of dignity in the gaps in the armor.

"Because it's fighting, no one knows fighting better than me, uncle."

...

Chapter 57. My name is Achilles

Berserker, who was in a daze to pick the flowers, was curiously watching everything from the window, like a puppet girl.

...

The dream was shattered, like smashed glass, shattered.

Coles chewed his lips tightly, his eyes full of tangled and hesitant shadows.

——I didn’t actively participate in this battle at all, but I had to bear the parting that I shouldn’t have met.

A magician should act ruthlessly and give up things of no value, but his "cowardice" is at work, and even now, he is still stuck in the quagmire.

he...

"what!!"

The illusion of self-loathing was torn apart, and Coles woke up suddenly.

Through the master-slave link, he saw Berserker's expression.

She nodded firmly.

——Now, it's time to make a break.

Coles looked calm and numb.

He held his breath and sent his last blessing: "Thank you, Berserker, the critical moment has come, activate the treasure and defeat the sword soldiers on the red side!"

The sound is well conveyed.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Cowles saw that Frankenstein's eyes were brighter.

But that scene is like picking up flowers in the morning, and it disappears in a second.

"You, die!" Frankenstein tore off his arm, exposing not bones but wires that could be used as loops.

"Are you completely crazy, you bastard..." Mordred gritted his teeth, and kept retreating.

Run away, at least away from the center of the explosion, and save half your life.

Xiao Mo made a choice but suddenly received a voice transmission from Lion Jie.

【—Hey, Saber, get ready to move! 】

ha?Transfer, your brain capacity is the same as that of a toad, uncle, you are right behind me, can you give me a piece of one centimeter tp for hair?

Mordred turned around anxiously and wanted to scold the Master angrily, but the empty scene of the cliff behind her stunned her for a moment.

He—where did he go?

At the same time, Berserker's supercharged magic was running faster.