Madam, Do You Crave Power?

With a fanatical voice, it slowly came out from the darkness.

Accompanied by the stomping sound of snow on the ground, a man walked out of the original corner.

A stunningly handsome man.

Although he has long golden hair, he is surprisingly full of masculinity.

The dark skin not only did not lose points for this, but gave people a strange Middle Eastern beauty.

"First meeting, Miss Ilyasviel von Einzbern," the man said very elegantly.

"berserker!"

Elijah shouted in a deep voice.

"Roar!"

There was no communication between the two sides at all, and the moment they met was the start of the battle.

"Oh, oh, what an impatient Master."

Atlam just jumped lightly, and easily dodged the oncoming berserker's hard blow.

"Japan is indeed a magical place. Use magic devices to summon heroes who have disappeared in the long river of history, and let them fight each other.

"To this extent, even the magicians of the clock tower can only look up at it!"

Atlam's high voice echoed through the jungle.

"But it's really stupid! With such a powerful force, to use it in a narrow battle is simply a waste of life! This is something that even the gods will definitely be angry with!"

"You're not the master?!"

After the attack stopped for a moment, Illya said condensedly.

"Master?"

Atram chuckled: "Originally, I should be able to become the master, but I have changed my mind before. Rather than participating in such a boring game, it seems that it is better to watch others fight. interesting."

"It's him!"

The distance between the two sides is less than 100 meters.

Tohsaka, who was hiding behind a boulder, was surprised when he heard the other party's answer.

"You know?" Qiu Yueming asked curiously.

"The Holy Grail War is managed and supervised by the Church. Although the Master who can participate in the Holy Grail War is chosen by the Holy Grail, in fact, there is a lot of room for maneuverability."

Tohsaka said, "I heard Kirei say earlier that one of the original places should belong to a family of Middle Eastern magicians who are good at using money magic, ah, the kind that sells oil.

"It was also through the relationship of money that I got the title of a noble, and by the way, I have the qualifications to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"However, for unknown reasons, the other party voluntarily gave up the quota.

"I didn't expect to still appear on the battlefield now, do you not know whether to live or die?"

Don't look at Qiu Yueming's resistance to the attack of the assassin Queen Medusa before, and successfully repelled the opponent.

But in fact such cases are only a few of the few.

Not to mention most magicians, even the top magicians of this era may not be able to fight against a truly serious Heroic Spirit!

The magician wants to confront a heroic spirit.

It's not looking for death, it's just a broken head.

"That's probably not that stupid." Qiu Yueming looked at the two on the battlefield.

From his current off-field perspective, he could clearly see that the man named Atlam seemed to be constantly retreating.

But in reality, the girl and her heroic spirit were constantly being introduced into the depths of the woods.

"What do you think the other party's purpose is?" Qiu Yueming frowned.

"Purpose?"

"Since the other party has given up the identity of the master, it should be meaningless to continue to participate in such a battle, right?"

"That's right... Maybe she just likes fighting?" Tohsaka said suspiciously.

This is not impossible.

There are many lunatics in magicians.

Some like to research, some like to kill.

"No, that's not right!"

Qiu Yueming suddenly stood up, and her eyes became extremely serious.

"This guy is planning to kill Illya! His purpose is probably to gain control of the Berserker!"

As the berserker went deeper, the trees on both sides that should have been empty, did not know when there were black shadows wearing cloaks.

And when a faint purple light rose brightly from them.

The ground beneath Berserker's feet suddenly shone with dazzling light, as if echoing from end to end.

"It's a magic circle!" Tohsaka said in surprise.

A gigantic magic circle with a span of at least 30 meters formed instantly on the ground.

At this time, the most central location is where Illya and Berserker are!

"Break them, berserker!"

When she saw countless vine-like tentacles flying out from the ground, tightly wrapping around her Heroic Spirit, Illya shouted without hesitation.

"Roar!"

Berserker responded to his Master's orders.

Broad meridians appeared on the clenched fist, and the powerful force drove him to move forward like a human-shaped tank.

only……

"It's useless." Atlam stood on the huge ancient branch and smiled at the berserker who was struggling, but couldn't pull the tentacles to break.

"In order to draw such a magic circle, it cost me tons of mithril and various precious alchemy materials. No matter how powerful the berserker is, it is impossible to break free from the shackles here."

"Damn!" The magic in Illya's body surged violently.

However, before launching his own offensive, there were also several thick tentacles tightly wrapped around the girl.

Keep moving up and down your legs.

In the end, I only saw Atram raise his right hand and snap his fingers.

Like a witch about to be executed, Illya was taken directly from the ground and hung in the air.

"let me go!"

The girl's desperate struggles only made herself more tightly entangled.

There is a feeling of suffocation that is almost breathless.

"What a cute girl." Atlam shook his long golden hair lightly, showing a happy smile.

"Now, let me deprive you of your qualifications as a master and take full control of this berserker!"

"Don't think about it!"

"Is it true, just look at it next."

Another snap of fingers.

On the tightly wound tentacles, a dense blood-red light suddenly flashed.

"what!!"

As if suffering great pain, Illya couldn't help crying out.

Bean-sized beads of sweat continued to overflow from the white forehead, and then fell.

"Even if you get the Command Spell, you, you will eventually be defeated by other masters!" Illya clenched her teeth and said solemnly.

"It seems that you still don't understand the truth of the matter!"

Atram chuckled, "Well, then take this time and let you be a witness to the first step of my great plan."

"..."

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Chapter 84 Lick it, Miscellaneous! (1/3)

"Although Heroic Spirits can be summoned in the Holy Grail War, the summoned Heroic Spirits will be constrained by the Holy Grail system, with very strict restrictions in terms of location and time."

Atlam seemed to be caught up in the construction of the blueprint for a better future world with an incomparably fanatical joy.

Talk about it.

"But, I found another way!

"That's a gift from the gods!

"As long as a small magic crystal is used, the survival time of the heroic spirit can be maintained for a long time.

"And with the help of a special magic circle to cut off the connection between the heroic spirit and the Holy Grail system, then the heroic spirit will instinctively seek a new source of power for survival, and re-form a new contract.

"By that time, no matter what kind of heroic spirit, it will be able to get rid of the constraints of the Holy Grail system and become an independent individual!"

Atram nodded with satisfaction: "So, you understand. I deliberately refused to participate in the Holy Grail War, the purpose is to find the most powerful Heroic Spirit!

"Then make it my Servant!

"Miss Illya, no matter how much you resist, you can't stop me from depriving you of your Command Spell!"

"I won't let you succeed!" Illya said loudly.

A head of soft white long hair flutters without wind.

Greater magic power continuously poured into Berserker's body through the magic tunnel established with the servant.

"Roar!"