I, Who Saved Xingyue, Became the Master of Xingyue

Sensing Joan of Arc's departure, Tian Yang lamented the saint's vigilance in his heart, and at the same time cast his eyes on the stronghold where Black Fang was.

"Hey, I'll leave the rest to you. It shouldn't be a problem. Even though I only have half the strength, that group of Servants can't deal with it." Tian Yang said, and a figure faintly appeared behind him , it was a figure with exactly the same posture as Tianyang himself.

Delusion illusion (Zabaniya), this treasure is very useful for Tianyang, because he is not a Servant, so even if he appears on the battlefield, as long as he does not make a move in front of Joan of Arc, he will not be exposed.

Although half of the strength has to be divided, it is not a problem for Tianyang.

The strength is divided in half, but the abilities you have are interoperable, so you don't have to worry about making mistakes.

As the clone, Tianyang nodded silently. It seems that although the abilities are interoperable, the split Tianyang has a different personality from the main body of Tianyang, although it just needs to listen to the main body.

This Tianyang has a taciturn side. Facing such a self, the main body Tianyang can't help but shake his head.

Forget it, it's okay to be silent, isn't it because the villain died of talking too much?It's better to talk less, at least it won't reveal anything. I was worried that because I was a different self, I was afraid that the avatar would reveal something that shouldn't be revealed.

Under the signal of the main body, the avatar Tianyang slowly disappeared into the room and headed towards the battlefield.

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Reflected by the golem, it was a rough, half-naked man marching into the forest—a scene that was truly indescribable.

Danik spoke first.

"Everyone, according to Caster's report, this Servant is breaking through the forest day and night, heading towards the city of Mirenia."

After hearing this, everyone present was dumbfounded.Since this is a war, it is only natural that the Servants will attack.But whether it is a surprise attack or an aboveboard attack, it is common for multiple Servants to attack together.Of course, people with other tasks like Red Lancer are another matter.

There wasn't even a shadow of a subordinate around, in other words - this Servant was going to kill him single-handedly.It's really stupid behavior, but there is only one person among the seven classes who can do this stupid behavior as if nothing happened.

"I guess this is the Red Berserker. I'm afraid it's because the berserk level is too high, and he's falling into a state of berserk thirsting for enemies."

As a Servant summoned by Berserker, according to anecdotes during his lifetime, the level of berserkness varies from person to person.If the level of berserk is low, the favor of status improvement will be less, but as compensation, a certain degree of ideological communication can be carried out.The madness level is high, although the status is expected to be greatly improved, but as a price, not only ideological communication, but even making it obey orders is equivalent to impossible.

"—What should I do, Uncle?"

"Of course we can't let this opportunity slip away, three Servants are enough. However, this is a unique opportunity in this Holy Grail War. If this Berserker goes well, maybe it can become our pawn."

Danick's words aroused everyone's discussion.After quieting down, the black Lancer sitting on the jade throne asked in a serene tone:

"Let Yu Ting hear the specific plan. Gathering Servants here like this, you naturally have this plan too."

"Yes, lord"

In this way, under the instruction of Master Danik, the operation to capture the Red Berserker secretly began.Although the Berserker copied the shortest distance, the walking speed was relatively cumbersome.Presumably it will take a day or two to arrive.

Victory is naturally easy, but the problem is to achieve the purpose of capture.With six Servants, is it possible to subdue that Berserker?

The two servants on the red side are still chasing the red Berserker Spartacus while chatting.

"By the way, Archer, let me ask you something."

"what's up?"

"You, have you seen the face of the Master?"

"...No, nothing. All I saw was the master's intermediary, that priest."

After being summoned, Archer immediately realized that the man in front of him was not the Master.Because he was followed by a figure who obviously looked like a Servant, and the most important thing was that he didn't feel like he was connected to the line.

"So do I. Forget it, magicians say that's the way it is."

"...No matter how you think about it, it's abnormal. However, if you imagine what will be waiting for us in the end, in the end, I'm afraid there will be nothing more than death."

This Holy Grail War... the primary issue is not the defeat in the war, but the victory.Regardless of which side survived, the chances of all seven being safe were low.However, an ending in which only one person survives is also impossible.

Moreover, the Holy Grail is an existence that can only grant one set of wishes.Therefore, the moment the great war is won, internal divisions begin.Anyone who is a magus aims at the "root vortex" that is located outside the world and records all the past and all the future.If the holy relic with that possibility was in front of them, even their companions would naturally kill each other.

Of course, Servants are no exception.In order to realize one's wish, one must kill the partners who fought side by side.

Therefore, even if it is said that they are fighting together, that kind of relationship may only be maintained until the end of the game and the moment before the victory is decided.

"...So, you don't want to show your face?"

"No, no, no matter how you say it, you should show your face... It always feels suspicious, that priest and Servant"

"... Assassin, claiming that his real name is Semiramis."

During the meeting, even Archer and Rider were dumbfounded because the "Red" assassin publicly announced his real name.

--nothing.Precisely because I am assassin, existence itself is unstable.At least publicize the real name, want to use this as a proof of common struggle.

Despite all that said, neither Rider nor Archer believed her words.The strong decadent atmosphere surrounding her made the two of them, who are pure fighters, feel restless and distrustful.

"Yes, Semiramis. Your Majesty the Empress of Assyria. Ah, why does the guy called the king look so arrogant regardless of male or female? I'm not happy, I'm so upset."

"Being served by others will become that kind of attitude. We are equal in terms of standpoint, so don't worry about it."

...Three hours have already passed.The sun has set, and the forest is gradually surrounded by darkness.Berserker's attack, which had been going smoothly so far, paused for a while.

"An enemy?"

"Hmm, but it doesn't seem to be a Servant."

As Archer said, what stood in the way of Berserker were the vanguard of Yugdomirenia, the Homunculus for combat, and the bronze golem (Golem) proud of its huge body that Berserker had to look up at.The number is more than one hundred.

"What should I do? Do you want to help him?"

Rider's proposal was slightly disappointing.Of course.If it's a Servant, it's okay to say, this level doesn't need help at all.There was no need, so the two chose to watch

The battle between the "red" Berserker and the "black" vanguard is simply one-sided.

He was smashed into the shoulder by the tomahawk of the android, and slammed into the face by the fist of the golem.Despite being hit by a fist that could shatter steel, his smile never faded.Rather, I always feel that that smile has simply become brighter.

From the beginning, Berserker had no intention of evading any attack.Rather, he even deliberately jumped into the attack.

Take the attack, take it, take it for nothing.Being badly wounded and hurt, even so, that refreshing smile never disappears.Soon, although they were not out of strength, the man-made humans and golems became confused and stopped attacking.At this time, Berserker started to move.

"O puppet of the sad tyrant, at least rest under my sword and fist."

Berserker's hand grabbed the golem's face.The golem, estimated to be about three meters long, was easily thrown far away, crushing the artificial people who happened to be at the place where it fell.

"Come on, you too."

As he spoke, he casually slashed the sword horizontally.Just like this, the upper body of the artificial human present was blown away.He punched the struggling golem, and the magic-enhanced bronze head shattered into ashes.

Berserker's tyranny did not stop.He opened his arms wide and charged boldly.He picked up the five golems and threw his back aggressively.The stone dolls, which together weighed more than several tons, were destroyed from the head by his throwing technique (throwing over the shoulder).

That appearance is like a typhoon on earth.Every time you swing your sword, every time you punch your fist, you can generate a lot of garbage.

"Red" Berserker shook his sword with a smile, and waved his fist with a smile. It was really no different from a nightmare.Even the cyborgs with only weak emotions were infected by this madness and chose to flee.

After "tearing the last golem into pieces", Berserker looked at the destruction and massacre he had woven, nodded in satisfaction, and took another step.

"...he's laughing."

"You can still laugh."

Archer and Rider looked at each other with the unique discomfort of witnessing something horrific.Fighting is a matter of course, and victory is also a matter of course. They have neither any complaints nor half admiration for this tragic ending.But Berserker's smile from beginning to end was enough to make them chill.

"... Huh. Indeed, that Heroic Spirit is not anyone but a berserker."

If there was anger on his face, Archer and Rider might still think he might be a rational Berserker.However, he was smiling.Smiling Tao Ran, as if his mind was fluttering for some reason, fighting, killing, and smashing.

"Anyway, the strength is clear now. As for that, as long as you don't use some precious treasures, you can't stop him from attacking."

"Hmph. Archer, in your opinion, can he kill at least one Servant?"

"Who knows. If that guy's Noble Phantasm continues to function, it's not impossible..."

"However, the so-called "sustained performance" is as difficult as the sky, the Noble Phantasm of that guy (Berserker)..."

Even though they are companions fighting side by side, the "red" Servants will not even explain the abilities of Noble Phantasms to each other.But Berserker was an exception, revealed by his Master.

The Noble Phantasm is called "Crying Warmonger". Due to its special performance, if it is the usual Holy Grail War, this thing can be sure that he cannot survive.

"However, if the group of "black" Servants just continued to hurt him helplessly, it might become something interesting."

That's right, the more you get hurt.The more damage you take, the more your strength will increase.As for that Noble Phantasm——there is even a possibility that this Holy Grail War will be decided with just one blow.

Chapter No.17 Penthesilea and Achilles

At this time, the red square Archer showed a look of displeasure on his face, and his nose trembled slightly.The smell of iron and motor oil seemed an unbearable stench to her, who was related to animals.

"what happened?"

"It was discovered. The "black" Servant is approaching."

Archer's perception is far superior to that of cavalry Rider.If what she said is correct, she should be ready to meet the enemy immediately.

"——A fight is about to happen"

"clear"

The two Servants summoned their respective weapons.

The spear summoned by Rider is very different in appearance from that of Red Lancer. Lancer's gun is a huge long spear that relies on its sharp point and super weight to cause destruction.And what Rider is holding is a simple and solid gun for white soldiers.

Judging from its length and how it can be easily held with one hand, it is probably a throwing gun. Rider seems to want to challenge white soldiers without using his original weapon "riding".Truth be told, this is bravery.However, his laid-back demeanor arguably does a good job of showing just what a hero "Red" Rider is.

On the other hand, Archer summoned a bow that needs no description.The black-painted western bow that is longer than her height is said to be the bow of the sky bestowed by Artemis, the goddess of hunting.Its name was Tauropolos, an alias for the goddess Artemis, who had the nickname of Bull Slayer.It is indeed a masterpiece commensurate with archers.There is nothing that cannot be shot through by virtue of it.

"Then Rider, I will step back and cover Berserker with you."

She backed away instantly, diving into the darkness of the forest.Even Rider, who was looking at her, had no idea where she was, even if he could feel her breath.It seems that if one becomes a super hunter, it is easy to integrate with the forest.

"Okay. Next, let me give them a gentle massage."

After a while, two shadows that were so clear that even Rider's eyes could catch them slowly came out from the depths of the forest.The breath of both is Servant.From the looks of it, just the two of them wanted to end this "red" Rider?

"——You really despise me, those "black" Servants. If you want to defeat me "red" Rider, there is no chance of winning if you don't go all out, huh?"

That sneering expression was full of great confidence.Although he did not use his original weapon, he was still full of vigor and great fighting spirit.

"...Ah, ah..."

"..."

There were two Servants who appeared.One is the girl "Black" Berserker with a huge mace; the other is "Black" Saber who fought fiercely with "Red" Lancer from last night until dawn.

"Yo, you two. It's Saber and... Berserker, right?"

Facing Red Rider's question, Black Saber nodded wordlessly, and Berserker responded with a groan.

"I'm Red Rider. Ah, don't worry. I didn't ride a horse, not because I lost the horse at the beginning of the war. It's because it's too wasteful to use it against two opponents. Anyway, if seven people don't get together Not fun at all”

Rider declared in a humorous voice.As if to say: Guys like you are not opponents at all.If you want to pay homage to my true abilities, let's go together with seven people.