Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

Berserker roared, though it was more like the terrified howl of a wounded beast.

The most famous legendary hero in Greek mythology has lost his mind under the blessing of the Madness Spell, but the glory he carries will not be lost.

Twelve trials, any one of which could kill a hero, Hercules completed them all. This legend gives him the concept of not giving in to hardships.

No matter how difficult the situation was, Hercules could overcome it and adapt to it.

The almost crushed body healed again, and in this dark realm, Berserker took steps again.

But the moment he took a step forward, the spikes generated from the inside out burst out from his body again.

This time, Berserker's eye sockets were pierced and his throat was torn. The accumulated fatal injuries caused him to enter the state of the Twelve Trials again.

"How can it be..."

Seeing this scene, Illya also widened her eyes.

For a good warrior, it is impossible to suffer another setback in the same place. After the same weapon and the same move are effective against Berserker, they cannot be used again against Berserker for the second time.

But the dark spikes reversed the situation. After killing Berserker, it still caused heavy and fatal injuries to Berserker.

Bazett, who was fighting the Cursed Wrist with Cu Chulainn, also noticed the scene on the other side, and she was also shocked.

Unlike Illya, who has been kept in captivity in Einzbern's hometown of Winter City in Germany, as an executive magician who specializes in targeting and dealing with magicians, Bazett said he is well-informed.

"That is...Imaginary number!"

The five elements are earth, fire, wind, water, and space. In addition, there is a sixth overhead element, and among the overhead elements there are 'imaginary numbers' and 'nothing'.

The attribute of imaginary numbers is very rare. Among tens of thousands of magicians, There may not be a magician with such characteristics. It can be said that a magician with imaginary characteristics can almost directly enter the so

-called target designated by the Secret Bureau. The definition of imaginary numbers in magic is"although it is possible, it cannot be materialized."

That is, it is a magic of possibility. Naturally, Heracles cannot adapt to this kind of attack that has no essence but has the possibility of existence.

What's even more terrible is that the real danger is not the imaginary number space itself, but the combination of it and the concept of imaginary numbers, which represents the essence of human beings and the poison that corrodes the spiritual base. Berserker, the monster that represents the imaginary space, was not in a hurry.

Countless shadows turned into spikes, piercing Berserker's body again and again, while the surrounding tentacles were dancing gently in the forest, gradually. Wrapping the black area, like a carnivorous plant that preys on creatures, it slowly closes its buds and devours its prey completely.

"Berserker, in the name of the Command Seal! come back to me!"

Illya used a command spell without hesitation.

Berserker, who was originally restrained by the shadow spikes, immediately disappeared and turned into a quantum to reshape his body beside Illya.

"Berserker, are you okay?..."

The palms of her hands were pressed against Berserker's body. The dark muscles were as cold and hard as rocks, but Illya felt a lot more at ease.

However, the next moment, the half-crouched Berserker pushed Illya aside.

The imaginary shadow monster screamed, and the sound skipped the air, passed through the eardrums, and seemed to reach straight to the soul.

Everyone present felt a chill that made people shudder.

Perhaps it was because the monster had to break away from the food that had reached its mouth twice in a row that it completely went into a rage.

The dark path stretched on the forest floor, swallowing up the earth and rocks in an instant. This path led directly to the position where Illya was standing just now.

Berserker pushed Illya away and stepped onto the path. The spikes blooming in the shadow once again penetrated Berserker.

"damn it!"Cu Chulainn roared at the side.

The trouble caused by that filthy thing was still somewhat beyond his imagination. Not to mention driving the tiger to devour the wolf, the current scene was almost complete with the masters and servants of the Einzbern family. , they may die here together.

The magic spear in Cu Chulainn's hand stabs even more rapidly. At this time, he must find an opportunity to break the situation, otherwise he will wait for death.

However, the cursed wrist he is facing has become smooth again. The loaches just circled around him, avoiding a direct fight, and even said that Cu Chulainn deliberately sold his flaws to lure the opponent to attack, but Bazett would never fall for it. He is waiting for the opportunity. As long as the Cursed Wrist releases the Noble Phantasm, it must also release the Noble Phantasm. The Noble Phantasm of the Celtic God of War that he holds can instantly reverse the situation of the battle.

Otherwise, this can be activated. The Noble Phantasm will only be an ordinary stone ball.

It seems that he can feel the anxiety in the hearts of everyone here. A laughter like a night owl came out from under the blood-scarred mask, taunting the prey in the cage that was slowly dying.

Amid his laughter, the balance point of the confrontation had reached the point where it was about to be broken.

After restraining Berserker again, the shadow of the imaginary monster surged towards the silver-haired girl sitting on the ground like a tide on the beach. Go.

Looking at the wave that represented death and annihilation, Illya subconsciously retreated.

However, she seemed to be just an insignificant wave that could be easily extinguished and merged into it.

"no, do not want...."

Illya finally murmured, with a look of despair on her face.

From a long time ago, she knew one thing - no one can save herself.

Her only relatives, her father and mother, abandoned her and left her alone in the cold castle where winter was dead all year round.

All she can rely on is herself, and she can only rely on herself. but...

Occasionally...Just occasionally.

During the time after her father left her for this land, Illya occasionally thought about when her father would come to pick her up.

When the mark was implanted, I occasionally thought about when my father would come to save me.

"save...I..."

Illya hugged her head and huddled up, as if in the winter city.

The wave finally hit, and Illya could feel the surrounding sounds disappear.

But then there was a warm feeling, the feeling of being held

"Sorry, I am late"

"Ilia...."