I, Who Saved Xingyue, Became the Master of Xingyue

By nose, skin, ears, eyes, tongue, he understood——just ahead, the tyrant was waiting.

"Well, it's so beautiful. Caster, don't feel inferior. Your golem is really good. It's just that Berserker is a heretic."

"...!"

"Red" Beserker's advance accelerated.Peeling off the golem covered several times in front of his eyes, he definitely saw that.

"It's you—"

"Exactly. Red Berserker, if you seek power, then Yu is the one who stands at its apex."

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Red" Berserker jumped with joy, holding out his arms.A little more, a little more of your own hand, and you will be able to reach the head of the tyrant.All the time, whenever, after such suffering, there is a cloudless glory and joy.The Berserker theory is perfect and complete.No one can find the flaws.

However, Berserker forgot something important.Waiting at the end of that misery is a miserable death, and a cruel end.

Berserker surged forward.Looking at him with frozen eyes was "Black" Lancer—Vlad III.A hero who dominated the world in this Romania and brutally slaughtered all enemies.Then, the name he was called with fear by his enemies was———

"Kazikli Bey!"

At the same time that "Black" Lancer declared, the nearby land arched.

"O tyrant, I'm going to crush you...to crush you!"

Not flinching even from the weight of the golem, Berserker swung his sword.Unexpectedly, there were sharp rafter stakes on his arms.Even if it didn't hurt, the stakes forcibly stopped him from moving.

"Yu, I have been fighting against rebels like you all my life. Yu killed them all, pierced them and left them aside until their bones rotted. But—"

The rafters, which are several meters long, run through the golem's body. "Black" Lancer only performed a rough operation of "avoiding the spirit core" on the rafters.Although he worked hard to ensure that he would not die, he did not see the need to torture the spirit.

It would be a pity to die, but if he was lucky enough to survive——there would be an even worse hell waiting for Berserker.

Spiritualized below the knees, covered in countless golems, and pierced except for the heart and brain—even so, Berserker was still moving.In order to crusade against the looming tyrant.This is no longer something that can be done hastily with words like hatred and delusion.

That's right. What Lancer "Black" wanted to confirm even at the expense of half the golems was his belief.Is he just a stupid savage who is content with just rebelling against the power, or even if he goes crazy——is he still imprinted in his heart with a bottom line that must not be backed down?

Phew, Lancer exclaimed with satisfaction.

"Confronting you like this, I finally understand. Your rebellion is a manifestation of a proud soul—at any time, you will never sit back and watch the strong ravage the weak. You fight to make the strong become weak."

Not for the weak.For that kind of hypocritical reason, the Berserker has not been able to reach that height.He just single-mindedly—"Have you dreamed of an equal world? You are not a dreamer, but a visionary. For the first time——I want to pay tribute to the existence of rebels."

At this moment, a golden iron stake stopped in front of "Black" Lancer, not only that, but also pushed "Black" Lancer back in one go.

The moment "Black" Lancer saw the figure clearly, he was stunned.

Chapter 19 The Battlefield of Chaos

Vlad III, a famous hero in Romanian history.

The Impaler of the Principality of Wallachia, he has a strong love for his country and a strong sense of responsibility as a ruler, even if the person who hinders him is a relative, he will exorcise him as a pest.Dangerous as he is, he is at heart a nuanced and dignified human being.

In the 15th century, in order to defend Wallachia from the Turkish army, 2 soldiers of the hostile Turkish army were impaled. However, due to the strict punishment doctrine, they were betrayed by the nobles.

At the end of his life, he was assassinated by the nobles of Wallachia.

In a Holy Grail War, it is almost impossible for a hero to be summoned by two masters at the same time, not to mention the same hero being summoned by the same job at the same time, this probability can be compared to the probability of winning a lottery up.

Danic, who was watching this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't expect that another Grand Duke would appear. Could it be that the other party was summoned as a vampire Dracula?

Obviously, the Black Lancer also thought of this possibility, so the Black Lancer stared at Vlad III in front of him, with a strong expression of anger on his face.

"Are you—Dracula?"

It's normal for Black Lancer to think this way. After all, he was summoned as Vlad III, the monarch who hates vampires, so this other summoned self is likely to be summoned as Count Dracula Well, even if it is Lancer, the possibility of Count Dracula is not ruled out.

"I am Vlad III, that is, Vlad Tepes!" Having said that, Vlad III sneered, with a look of disdain on his face, "If I were Count Dracula, you Do you think I'm going to have a good talk with you here?"

"I really think too much!" Vlad III pointed at the black Lancer in front of him with the golden iron stake in his hand, "I will never become Dracula, this is the same as you!"

Hearing this sentence, Black Lancer's angry expression softened a little. Although he was a little surprised to see the same self, since the other party is not Dracula, but just like himself, he is unwilling to become Dracula no matter what. Vlad III of Gula, then Black Lancer can have a good dialogue with the other party. Although due to different positions, there will definitely be a battle between the two sides, but the nature of the two is the same, so they can also have a good dialogue.

"Come on! Although you and I are both Vlad III, we have different positions, so—come and fight!"

The iron stake in Vlad III's hand pointed directly at the black Lancer in front of him, his eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit.

The black Lancer's face also flashed with a strong fighting spirit, and the silver spear in his hand was facing the iron post.

"Then come on—warrior!!!!!!!!!!"

Saying so, the two Vlad IIIs started a fierce confrontation.

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The duel between Achilles and Black Saber and Black Berserker was interrupted, and then Achilles met Penthesilea, and Black Saber and Black Berserker also met their enemies.

When Black Berserker was interrupted from fighting, the strong impact directly lifted her into the air. When Black Berserker just stood up and was going to continue to rush forward to fight, a lightning blade blocked Black Berserker.

Black Berserker stared blankly at the person in front of him, looking at him in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomm?)"

What the black Berserker met was Frankenstein from Saber's job agency, and when he saw himself in Saber's job agency, the black Berserker looked confused. What's going on?It is reasonable to say that there is only one self, so why does another self appear?And it's actually a job agency for Saber!

"Well, I'm you who changed your spirit base after putting on a swimsuit, Servant Saber!"

While saying this, Frank moved towards the black Berserker Frankenstein, and the Thunderblade in his hand waved towards Frankenstein, and after Frankenstein reacted, the warhammer in his hand met him. The opponent's Thunderblade.

The thunder blade and the war hammer collided with each other, and violent sparks and lightning immediately spread out. All the surrounding trees were completely scorched by this blow, and some trees even collapsed directly.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow...

Fran couldn't help but nodded empathetically. In fact, she also felt that it was strange for her to hit herself.

The weapons of the two sides collided with each other many times, and it was obvious that Frankenstein was at a great disadvantage.

Feeling that he is at a disadvantage, Frankenstein's heart is getting heavier and heavier. As a Berserker, he is obviously unqualified. It is true. Compared with other Berserkers, Frankenstein is much weaker, so even as a Saber She is not a Heroic Spirit but a Servant, and she can still defeat Berserker's self.

At this moment, Fran from Saber's agency took advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, and the Thunder Blade in his hand began to change form. It was originally in the shape of a thunderbolt sword, but instantly transformed into a state like an electric shock pliers. It is said that this weapon is really high-tech.

Frank rushed up and struck the Thunderblade in his hand fiercely. The moment it touched Frankenstein, the electric shock clamp immediately contracted, completely clamping Frankenstein. At the same time, the electric shock clamp was still A strong thunderbolt was released.

Although Frankenstein himself can use lightning, so he has a very high resistance to lightning, but for such a strong lightning, Frankenstein still cannot bear too much.

"Hey hehe!!!!!!!" Fran threw it into the sky, and Frankenstein was thrown into the sky directly. Afterwards, the electric shock clamp in Fran's hand turned back into Thunder Blade, and Fran threw it into the air. Leaping up, the thunder blade in his hand slashed hard at Frankenstein.

"Bang!" Frankenstein forced himself up, and the war hammer in his hand collided with the opponent's Thunderblade again, sparks flashed fiercely, and even exploded. Frank was forced to take a few steps back, Frankenstein It hit the ground directly.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Frankenstein who was smashed into the ground suffered a lot of damage. The lightning damage he received before and the damage from hitting the ground made Frankenstein unable to move at all.

Frankenstein struggled on the ground, but still couldn't move a bit, and at the same time made a "woo-woo" sound from his mouth.

"You are not my opponent..." Fran fixed his eyes on Frankenstein in front of him, and said lightly,

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Frankenstein was still struggling on the ground, with a strong expression of unwillingness on his face.

At this time, a voice came from Frankenstein's ear, "Berserker, stand up and defeat Saber!"

Immediately, a huge amount of magic power crazily surged from Frankenstein's body. With the support of such a huge amount of magic power, Frankenstein slowly stood up and looked at Fran, who was in charge of Saber, in front of him with a fighting spirit.

Frankenstein's Master Corles himself didn't want Frankenstein to take such a risk. At first, he planned to use the command spell to bring Berserker back, but he felt Frankenstein's unwillingness. The only thing he can do now is Just support Berserker and let her fight on.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Frankenstein's warhammer burst out with a strong thunderbolt, and hammered towards Frank, who was promoted by Saber in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! !

The two sides were fighting fiercely, their figures were intertwined with each other, and the battlefield of their battle was flickering with green lightning. Intense and collapsing.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The warhammer continued to hit Fran's thunderblade accompanied by the strong wind, and the violent thunder and lightning kept flickering. Due to the command spell, Frankenstein's strength was also improved. Frowning slightly, he immediately accelerated his attack speed, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

The strength of the opponent is enhanced by the command spell, and this kind of strength cannot be sustained. This time the battle is not a so-called decisive battle, and there is no need to use the Noble Phantasm, as long as Penthesilea is defeated by Hippolyte. Intuit to persuade to go back on the line.

Thinking of this, Fran once again rushed towards Frankenstein in front of him with the Thunderblade in his hand.

Not to be outdone, Frankenstein greeted Fran, and swung the hammer in his hand towards Fran.

Vlad III and Lancer the Black were still fighting fiercely there. The silver spear and the golden iron stake collided continuously. At the same time as the collision, iron stakes protruded crazily from the ground. The iron stakes The thorns of the iron piles broke the iron piles that had just emerged one by one.

The two sides fought fiercely, and it was completely impossible to see which side had the upper hand.

"Keng Keng Keng Keng Keng Keng!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

After the fierce fight, the two sides retreated one after another, keeping their eyes on each other.

"It's really 'me'... But it's also because of this, you and I can't tell the winner."

Lancer the Black couldn't help sighing with emotion, and then said with a serious face.

"Yeah, you and I have similar abilities. Perhaps because we are at different stages, the treasures are also different, but in fact, the strength of the two of us is not much different."

Of course, this is on the premise that both of them are Servants. The battle just now seems to be on par, but Vlad III did not fully show all his strength. After all, this is only the first confrontation, so at best, he can only It's a warm-up battle, and it's better to save the use of all strength for the final decisive battle.

"—But you can't beat me! That's for sure!"

Having said that with certainty, Vlad III charged forward again, stabbing towards the opponent with the golden iron stake in his hand.

Black Lancer frowned, even he was very dissatisfied with the other party's arrogant words.

On the other side, Siegfried, Saber of the Black, also met his opponent. He was very familiar with this opponent, so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with him.

"It's you... Krimhild!"

Chapter 20 The Battlefield of Chaos

Black's Saber, whose real name is Siegfried, is described as a hero in the German epic "Song of the Nibelungen"—the prince of the Netherlands, and also a noble knight.

I am more willing to bring hope and happiness to others than myself.Carrying the holy sword Balmonk obtained from the Nibelungen tribe, he made military exploits in various expeditions and adventures.Most famous among his exploits was defeating the dragon Fafnir - when he was given near-immortality by bathing in dragon's blood.

However, in fact, in "Song of the Nibelungen", Siegfried is not a character in the position of the protagonist. The real protagonist should be his wife Kerimhild. This narrative poem can be said to be Her desperation and hatred brought about a great revenge drama, so when Krimhild comes, the suitable position is also A.venger (Avenger).

Of course, if he can adapt to A.venger, the position of so many fish Berserker will be more or less suitable. After all, revenge guys are more or less crazy, right?

However, Krimhild used Siegfried's beloved sword Balmunger when he killed Hagen, so Krimhild may also come as a Saber.

When Siegfried saw Krimhild, he was stunned.

Krimhild was also summoned, and he was summoned as his opponent.

"Master Siegfried...Master Siegfried...Master Siegfried..."