I, Who Saved Xingyue, Became the Master of Xingyue

However, the ones standing against him were none other than arrogant spirits. Berserker's groans became rough. Saber also raised the corners of her eyes in displeasure.Just touching this killing intent, if it is an ordinary person, the heart will be crushed.

——Unexpectedly, even after seeing that expression, Red Rider still accepted it calmly.Even though he endured the ferocity of a beast and the heavy pressure worthy of the name of a brave man, he still didn't restrain his provocative smile.

That is, the killing intent and hatred that he has long been accustomed to.For a hero who is content with having only friends and women he loves that are unique in the world, this level is like a breeze.

To put it bluntly, it's just that the times and weapons are different.As usual, no difference.Then give up everything with one sentence of boredom.

This is exactly the way of life that Red Rider liked during his lifetime.

"——Come on. Let me engrave the names of true heroes and true warriors on you."

Pick up the gun.In an instant, the weight of fighting spirit collided fiercely.As a brave man, Black Saber stubbornly overcomes it; because Black Berserker is man-made and lacks emotion, he can accept it calmly.However, if there were normal people present at the scene, they would probably break down easily.

At this moment, a roar of anger sounded from above the Red Rider, followed by a sonic boom that pierced the air.

"Achilles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The sonic boom was followed by high-intensity air pressure from top to bottom, and Red Rider's upright green hair was blown down immediately, and there was a meteorite with burning flames heading towards Red Rider at a speed beyond imagination. Rider smashed down.

boom! ! !

With a scream that pierced through the sky, the burning meteor crashed to the ground in front of the red rider who was barely dodging, and the huge impact directly smashed a huge hole in the asphalt ground.The ensuing huge wind pressure blows everything around into the air like a storm fanned by a roaring dragon spreading its wings. Of course, the red Rider was also blown away together.

"Achilles!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Anger, hatred, sternness, resentment, engraved hatred and shame that cannot be washed away, the sharp roar that seemed to contain all the negative emotions in the world rang out again, even the roar of the wind was pierced by it The lung-cracking shout was overwhelmed, and when the sound passed through the eardrums and entered Red Rider's mind, Red Rider's face also changed drastically.

At this moment, in the howling wind, a red meteor hammer that seemed to be infested with blood swept over like a comet with an afterimage like a tail flame. Lucy was hit directly, smashing to the ground as if he was holding a city-breaking cannon in his arms.

boom! ! !

The comet-like bloody meteor hammer smashed into the ruins of a house ten meters away with the red Rider, and at the moment it fell to the ground, everything within a diameter of ten meters centered on the landing was blasted into the sky and exploded. The roaring thunder usually crushes and destroys everything!The original ruins were directly smashed into a pothole, and the Red Rider who was caught off guard was lying in it. It was his limit not to be smashed to pieces under such a powerful attack, and the unrelenting pain made him temporarily Hard to move.

The bloody meteor hammer flew out, and the red Rider who sat up coughed a few times and looked down at his chest, which was almost completely sunken. bleeding.

"Damn... this blow... actually contains divinity... ahem... who the hell is it? How do you know my real name?" Red Rider was puzzled while enduring the pain.

His real name is Achilles, the great hero in Greek mythology, the half-human and half-god son born by the human hero Peleus and the sea goddess Thetis, who participated in Homer's epic poem "Iliad". Won the Trojan War, galloped on the battlefield, and became the existence of the belief of Western soldiers for thousands of years.

This hero has a reputation that is enough to rank in the top ten even in the world.

After all, even a certain vital point in the human body is named after this hero.

In mythology, he is one of the two Greek heroes who are second only to Hercules in strength and comparable in fame.

Among the followers, his specifications are also absolutely top-notch, and it is not an exaggeration to call him super-first-class.

According to legend, he holds all kinds of treasures, whether it is weapons, shields or even chariots. In terms of the number of treasures he holds, it is not an exaggeration to rank among the forefront of followers.

Legend has it that in order to make him a complete god, the goddess of the ocean, his mother, grabbed his heels, soaked them in the river Styx, or baked them in a sacred fire, making him almost completely immortal.

Achilles is believed to have the fastest feet on earth.

The hero was considered almost invincible.

And in fact it is.

Achilles, who possesses various Noble Phantasms, is at the top level among all the servants.

The body soaked in the river Styx and burned by the fire of the gods, except for the existence of divinity and weapons capable of killing gods, there is nothing that can leave traces on it.

Therefore, the reason why Penthesilea was able to break through Achilles' defense was because she possessed divinity. The divinity above the divinity, the defense of the immortal body is directly invalidated, and the impact force like a comet crashing into the earth is all firmly borne by Achilles. Fortunately, the legend of the immortal body is not only a simple defense , Super endurance and toughness are also one of them, and the quick-healing resilience can exist until the weak point is hit.

At this moment, the deafening and deafening roar sounded again, and a pale figure like a tiger descending the mountain did not give Achilles the slightest chance to breathe and heal, but his seemingly petite and exquisite body was filled with the power to shake the earth. Huge force, lightning-like speed rushed to Achilles' eyes in an instant, raised the huge iron-toothed blood claw on his right wrist and swung it towards Achilles' face, the claw blade that tore the wind resistance was close to his back The tip of Achilles' nose, who was dodging, swept across, and a few green hairs were blown off by the wind.

Achilles took advantage of the slight chance to catch his breath, propped up the ground with the gun in his hand and jumped backwards. Since then, he finally saw the opponent's appearance clearly, and suddenly, Achilles was stunned.

I saw the pale short figure in front of me wearing a standard pair of Amazon female warriors. Except for the necessary cover-up of the vital parts, a large area of ​​skin was completely exposed to the air. The muscle lines show the power contained in her strong body, the iron chains coiled around her arms are connected with the bloody meteor hammer, the slightly naive, delicate and lovely face is full of ferocity at this moment, and her eyes are full of thick Blood red.

"It's you - Penthesilea!"

Chapter 18 Vlad III and Vlad III

Spartacus——The red Berserker completely ignored the androids and golems that were unleashed for the attack.Although it was an invincible scene, the "black" Servants did not show any anxiety.This is the natural fighting behavior of the heroic spirit, so there is no need to make a fuss.

"...Having said that, I wonder if there are some exceptions to the killing situation?"

"—It's horrible. That Berserker is not a monster that kills with skill, but with arrogant power. It doesn't need any magic, just like a heroic spirit born for battle. Maybe he didn't become mad because he was Berserker. That, but there is no class suitable for him other than Berserker.”

After hearing what "Black" Rider said, "Black" Archer agreed.The two were surrounded by golems whose numbers were incomparable to just now.Yugdomirenia actually manufactured them as combat power for war, and more than half of them were mobilized for this capture operation.

"Archer and I, will we be killed like that?"

"Looking at the absurd power, it's quite possible. At least avoid direct hits."

"Clear. I'll try to—"

It was a voice of no fighting spirit and a lost soul.Regarding this blatant attitude, Archer whispered quietly:

"...I think you are a little loose. If you die here, you won't be able to save him?"

"I-I know!"

Standing up and patting his cheek, Rider regained his energy.As if to say "let the horse come over at any time", he picked up his gun.It was a beautifully decorated, golden horse gun.

"Rider, in a sense, you are going to complete the most dangerous mission. Please, don't be careless"

After saying that, Archer transformed into a spirit body.The archer should have returned to his original position, on the city wall.Rider, who was left alone, sighed and said to himself:

"...Ah, oh my. I'm obviously not good at this kind of thing. I hate it, it's dangerous. But, I can only give it a go!"

A very clear sound—as if echoing it, the sounds and vibrations gradually approached from the other side of the bush.However, that figure is still hidden in the depths of the night, and cannot be accurately captured.

—Is it coming?

Suddenly, there was no sound.The sound stopped, only the sound of the wind blowing dominated the surroundings.However, Berserker, who couldn't hide his aura, clearly flaunted his existence before showing up.

he is.Embracing this exact premonition, the moment Rider took a step forward.

"—Come on, tyrant. The time has come for the arrogance to collapse and the dignity of the strong to be kicked away!"

While knocking down the big tree, "Red" Berserker appeared.

"...Wow"

The moment they met, Rider immediately wanted to leave this place behind.

Giants are not scary.Back then, Astolfo had fought against a giant named Caligorante with dozens of arms.Dragging him through the streets in high spirits.

Tough men are not scary either.The opponent is a violent monster, and it is also ignored.But if the tough giant is smiling - it's kind of creepy.

Yes, laughing is scary.Even though he broke into the enemy's line but still smiled, he was either quite confident, or he was so crazy that he ignored the benefits and harms.

He is more than two meters tall and is armed with a short sword (gladius).Judging from the blow just now, it is more appropriate to think that his fist contains considerable destructive power.

In addition, his indomitable appearance is really out of the ordinary.I'm afraid, even if my blow can injure him, it can't completely kill him—yes, even though I can't hurt him at all, I still have high hopes to lead the battle, and I also understand that I must lead the battle.

"—But, that's why I was summoned. Breaking the jar, breaking the can, okay, let me deal with you!"

"Black" Rider showed an invincible smile that was not inferior to that of "Red" Berserker, and brandished the golden horse gun in his hand just now.

"People from far away listen to my voice! People from near neighbors come to meet each other! I am Astolfo, Charlemagne's Twelve Warriors! Come and stand upright—to decide the outcome!!"

Rider, who yelled out the long-lost opening speech that he wanted to read a long time ago, spoke out his real name that should be kept secret.Fortunately, "Red" Berserker didn't have the thinking circuit to formulate tactics based on the opponent's real name.

"Hahahahaha. Very good, this arrogance is too wonderful. Come on, come and ravage me!"

Berserker charged towards Rider while laughing.His movements were surprisingly agile, and his body like a brown bear ran wild like a wild boar.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Along with a smile, he swung down from the top of his head—a desolate blow that might smash Rider's petite body into pieces. Rider dodged gracefully.

"……what?"

He did dodge it.But unfortunately, there exists in this world just relying on avoiding a meaningless blow. Berserker's blow carved claw marks on the ground, spread to Rider next to him, and blasted him away with just the impact.

"It hurts, hurts... what a fierce blow."

Pain appeared on his face, and his waist was swollen, but he still stood up.There was still no fear in his eyes.Once it is touched, it will be blown away, unable to fight with strength, and its skills are completely useless.

Even so, he is still a Heroic Spirit.What's more, Astolfo, the Twelve Warriors of King Charlemagne, is not only a brave man who is even called "reason has evaporated", but also an adventurer who travels the world and establishes various legends.

Then, what was won in those adventures were all kinds of magic costumes-horn flutes, books, phantom horses (hawks), and horse guns shining with golden brilliance.

"Then, I'm going to... Argalia! Show him your power!"

Rider galloped up.Although he didn't ride a horse, his dashing speed was indeed lightning fast.However, for "Red" Berserker whose feelings were almost exhausted, this attack probably brought joy rather than fear.

The more violent and desperate this blow is, the more reversible the blow will make one feel better.Even if the abdomen was going to be pierced, this Berserker would definitely fight back.

Therefore, Berserker swung his sword again with full confidence.The ultra-compressed abdominal muscles are so strong that even steel pales in comparison.

"—Trap of Argalia!"

However, the horse gun held by "Black" Rider did not take killing as a prerequisite.Of course, a gun is a gun. If you get stabbed, you will be injured, and if you get pierced through your heart, you will die.

But that is just an ordinary horse gun - it is not endowed with enhanced magic, it cannot penetrate everything in the world, and it does not have the karma of sniping the heart.

Nevertheless, this horse gun is deadly on the battlefield.

With a jerk, Berserker felt like he was falling.The ground that should have been firmly stepped on disappeared, and he forgot for a moment the sword he should have swung.Even so, his smile didn't disappear, and he wasn't surprised.But it is impossible to overthrow this unreasonable situation alone.

The Noble Phantasm "Trap of Argalia!", this gun, which is named so indiscriminately, really only exerts the effect of its name literally.According to legend, this horse spear, favored by the Catai prince Argalia, caused everything it touched to fall down.The heavily armed knights fell, which meant that they would be associated with death in this way on the battlefield.Even if this were not the case, it is not difficult to imagine the fame that can be gained by using this gun in the extremely gorgeous jousting.

And if this gun is used on a Servant, it will manifest the legend in the form of forcibly transforming the body below the knees.No matter where it touches the body—even if it touches the armor woven with magic power.The gun will forcibly cut off the supply of mana below the knees, making the reconstruction of the body impossible for a period of time.

Having said that, "Red" Berserker couldn't be stopped just like that.If there is still a part above the knee, he will knock down the enemy even if he is crawling.

"The extent of losing my feet, there's nothing stopping me."

"...Ah, that's really the case. So, I will stop you next. Okay, let's go!"

Following the "Black" Rider's order, the golems that had been waiting for a long time all rushed forward.

A golem weighing more than a ton was placed on top of it to seal one of his hands.But "Red" Berserker knocked it back with a childlike wave of his hand.The upper body of the golem, he blasted it with just one punch.However, even if their heads are blown off, they can act as if nothing happened until their functions are completely lost. This is the strength of golems.

Like ants that have captured their prey, they completely covered the "Red" Berserker in an orderly and solemn manner.However, the prey is neither weak small animals nor taro worms.No matter how much the ants gnawed, the giant would never stop.

"Red" Berserker didn't stop, even though he was spiritized below his knees, he still marched bravely towards the fortress.

"Hahahahaha, this is great, this is wonderful. Enemy troops are gathering, and I'm covered in wounds. Ahhh, that's it—the triumphant song at the time of victory must be worth shouting for!"

Every part of him is covered by golems. Berserker made two attempts to hold up.Despite his armor of rock, bronze, and steel, he kept going.

Go, go, go ahead. Although "Red" Berserker is an idiot, he is not a confused existence.