COSER, summoned by the strongest

At four o'clock in the morning, just after dawn, the boy with black hair and black eyes rolled over in his sleep.

Voices that did not belong to any acquaintances kept ringing in his mind, like a dream in a daze.

"Jay, let's summon Heroic Spirits."

"……what?"

The two voices in the dream sounded very young, and the content of the conversation was quite secondary. In the dream, Al guessed that the two people should be young, just two male high school students.

Because the voices of the two are very different, Al can clearly distinguish who is speaking which sentence.

"When I cleared the game last night, I was thinking, we have magic power, maybe we can summon heroic spirits."

"Curse power is not magical power, Wu, you have been poisoned too deeply."

Are they trying to summon heroic spirits?

What a second grader, like him, he never wanted to summon a heroic spirit, at most he just wanted to become a heroic spirit himself.

Hmm, it sounds like he's more of a dick.

"I'm serious. Don't you think this kind of abandoned hospital is a good place to summon heroic spirits? And it's just dusk, when you encounter demons, it's the time when your magic power is the strongest!"

"...Don't add such inexplicable settings to me. Besides, according to you, do you want me to summon Heroic Spirits?"

"Yes, after all, you are a professional summoner."

"Heh, what summoner, please call me a Pokémon trainer."

Jingle bell, jingle bell~

The ear-piercing alarm clock rang on time, Al stretched out his arms, and skillfully pressed the alarm clock.

The conversation between the second and middle school in my mind came to an abrupt end.

Sure enough, it was just a dream.

Al opened his eyes and rubbed his sleepy hair. A ray of morning light entered the bedroom, barely illuminating the space filled with paper figurines.

The crazy figurine on the bedside raised its small arms high, and Al stretched out an index finger and gave the little Berserker figurine a high-five.

"Good morning!"

In the silent room, only one figure responded to Al's words with a smile.

Al has been living alone since he was 12 years old. He prepared a simple breakfast for himself as usual. While eating, he communicated with his friends about their progress—well, they made an appointment today to participate in comics together. Exhibited.

Half an hour later, Al carried his large box of COS suits and got into a taxi.

Some are worn by himself, some are lent to friends, he is a well-known Berserker lover, loves the Berserker class of the Fate series, and the COS are all Berserkers, all kinds of male Berserkers, body The tall female Berserker, and the Chinese version of the female Berserker, the real Berserker maniac.

For example, among the five sets of COS suits today, three of them are Chinese heroic spirits.

Officials engage in masturbation, while colleagues engage in Sinicization.

Really mine.

Al thought.

Friend A sent the message first: I'm here.

By the way, I attached a selfie of a handsome boy, and Al could tell at a glance that this should be Gojo Satoru from the recent popular work "Spell ○ Battle".

He has never watched "Spells ○ War", and the only character he knows is Gojo Satoru who is out of the circle, and he doesn't know anything else, which shows how popular the character Gojo Satoru is.

Although his friends told him that the characters in "Spell ○ Battle" are all crazy, which should be in line with his taste, but Al is not interested in entering the new pit, at least until his love for berserkers fades , he is destined not to have any special interest in other paper people.

The light came on red, and the taxi carrying Al stopped at the intersection.

However, at this moment, a huge truck came up from behind without any intention of slowing down and braking. In an instant, the truck crashed into the taxi carrying Al.

boom--!

The whole car flew up.

Al's eyes widened.

car accident...

It was... another car accident.

Before the severe pain hit, Al's eyes went blank, and his consciousness was completely engulfed by the dazzling white light.

He didn't notice that the panicked face of the driver driving ahead was covered with a layer of white light. The next second, a cloud of white data silently entered Al's head.

"Come, come, let me draw the summoning array, Jie, you have to recite the spell for summoning heroic spirits, and you want the berserker version."

The voice that appeared in my sleep sounded again from my head, as if it was playing a series.

"……real or fake?"

"of course it's true."

"Okay. But did you want to summon the Berserker? I thought you'd prefer the Dumb Hair King."

"Berserker is a man's romance!"

"Hey, that's a cool speech. Alright, then Berserker."

...... Good boy, you really have a vision.

In the severe pain, Al did not forget to take the time to give a thumbs up to the discerning teenagers with secondary illnesses.

A person who can say something like "a berserker is a man's romance" must be a good boy with vision and taste... Cough, no, it hurts so much!

[Congratulations on binding the COS traversal system. According to your personal situation, the system will automatically adjust to the Berserker COS system.Detecting...Number of initial berserkers: 5, randomly merging initial berserkers...Scanning host body data...Generating...]

With the sound of electronic sounds, every cell in the body began to scream. Al felt that his entire body was broken apart by a pair of invisible hands, and then reassembled into a new shape.

...It hurts so much!

[The host is being given the berserk attribute, berserk D... berserk B... berserk A... berserk EX...]

[Warning, warning, the berserk value is too high, the berserk value is too high...]

[warn! ! !warn! ! !warn! ! ! ]

Al covered his head with all his strength, only to feel that his brain was severely disturbed, and a wave of madness and determination gradually occupied the whole mind. Along with it, there was also a strange and powerful force, which almost wanted to overwhelm him from the inside. The whole body is torn apart.

The noisy sound of the system gradually faded away, and a quiet and pleasant voice came:

"...I wish to accomplish all the good deeds in the world, and I wish to put an end to all the evil deeds in the world..."

"Dark your eyes and rage your heart, prisoner of the threshold of madness..."

"I am the one who holds its chains."

"Answer the call of the Holy Grail, whoever obeys this will and reason, answer me."

The pleasant voice was like a lighthouse on the sea, guiding the lost people in the right direction. Al subconsciously stretched out his hand and leaned towards the direction of the suction.

During this process, Al's short black hair turned into long light-colored hair, his black eyes turned blood-colored red, and all his clothes turned into spirits, replaced by a red military uniform.

Al touched the lighthouse.

The one who summoned him... is here.

He's going to see him now!

The electronic voice in my mind sounded again: [The fusion is complete.The initial role - the angel in white, Nightingale.The initial level is 40. ]

Ahhh...

Ah ah ah ah ah--

I am - Nightingale!

It is my mission to save lives and heal the wounded. The wounded and patients are still waiting for me...

Yes, he smelled new patients.

Now is the time to save lives!

In the darkness, two male high school students stood and sat one by one, one stood in front of the summoning array and recited the summoning spell, and the other sat cross-legged in a casual manner, watching his best friend summoning the heroic spirit with a serious face.

They were surrounded by strangely shaped curse spirits, all of which were curses born in this abandoned hospital.

The two DKs who came to exorcise the curse spirit, but took the opportunity to fish for fish and play the summoning game, didn't pay attention to them at all.

Probably because they understood their strength subconsciously, the curse spirits just eagerly gathered around and did not attack rashly.

Gojo Satoru sat on the spot with great interest, and murmured: "To be able to endure for so long, this group of curse spirits is indeed commanded by a leader."

Xia Youjie glanced at the expired medical supplies placed on the summoning array as holy relics, and sighed: "Unfortunately, the summoning failed, Wu."

Failure is normal.

After all, there is no Holy Grail in this world, let alone a Holy Grail War. Another important point is that they are conjurers, not magicians.

The moment Xia Youjie was about to lift his foot to leave the summoning array, the ordinary summoning array suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and almost at the same time, a strong wind that could blow people up burst out from the center of the summoning array.

Xia Youjie's eyes froze.

"Rainbow Dragon!"

A huge defensive magic spirit firmly protected the two male high school students, and at the first moment when the mutation appeared, Gojo Satoru also decisively opened up No Lower Limit, enclosing himself and his best friend within the protection range.

The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out, but a young man's voice came from the very center of the summoning array: "Berserker, here to answer your call, Master."

Gojo Wu & Xia Youjie: "...?"

Berserker?

Berserker? !

Wait, is this Heroic Spirit?This outrageous heroic spirit summoning ceremony seems to have really summoned a heroic spirit? !

how can that be!

In the dazzling light, a tall and tall man in a red military uniform appeared.

Stepping on white boots, he slowly stepped out of the complicated summoning formation. His long, light-colored hair moved without wind, and his blood-red eyes were fixed on a certain point in the void. Every step he took seemed to be carrying a heavy obsession.

Heroic Spirit said in a deep voice: "Let's save the common people together, Master, even if I want to take their lives, I will definitely save them."

Xia Youjie who is suspected of becoming a Master: "...!"

He raised his hand in shock, and was even more surprised to find that there were three red Command Seals on the back of his hand.

Command spells, in the world view of "Fate", are the exclusive seal of the master, and have absolute command power over the heroic spirits.

Command spell? !

Command Seals actually appeared? !

Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, and the six blue eyes behind the sunglasses fell on the heroic spirit, and began to look at him probingly.

——Wow, I actually summoned a Heroic Spirit!

The heroic spirit in the red uniform took a deep look at the two teenagers who summoned him, and then his eyes fell on the army of cursed spirits behind them.

The magic spirit closest to him had a big white head that was on the verge of falling, and seemed to be in danger of breaking off at any moment.

Yingling suddenly showed a distressed expression, and he shouted: "Start emergency treatment immediately!"

As he said that, Heroic Spirit took out his pitch-black pistol, pointed the black muzzle at the curse spirit, and fired three consecutive shots without hesitation.

Bang bang bang!

After three gunshots, the white curse spirit who had undergone "emergency treatment" fell to the ground.

Yingling said with relief: "It's been hard work, please have a good rest."

Gojo Wu & Xia Youjie: "..."

You call that—"rest"? !

I saw the freshly baked Heroic Spirit flip sideways and throw a bomb into the curse spirit group with a serious face. With a bang, a large number of curse spirits were blasted together with the walls of the hospital. , came the heroic spirit's righteous voice: "Disinfection!"

Nightingale's classic operation - hand, thunder, disinfection, poison!

The two young first-level conjurers both saw the meaning of ignorance in each other's eyes, so they tacitly decided to wait and see what happened, and neither of them took the lead.

Amidst the continuous sound of bombs and gunshots, the scene became chaotic, and large swaths of curse spirits were quickly expelled. In the smoke and dust, the heroic spirits in red clothes and white boots wiped out the curse spirit boy, and finally set their sights on the strongest man. On the Boss of the curse spirit.

The curse spirit Boss hiding behind the low-level spell spirits has 16-yuan abdominal muscles, eight legs, and eight hands. He looks seriously ill at first glance.

Heroic Spirit exerted force under his feet and rushed towards the Curse Spirit Boss: "Anesthetized!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he punched the Boss's abdominal muscles with a fist.

Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola——! ! !

"!!!"

Gojo Goto was shocked to heaven: "Jie! Look! It's the legendary physical anesthesia!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Only Heroic Spirit continued to shout:

"disinfect!"

"first aid!"

"Bandage!"

"Stitches!"

He beat the curse spirit Boss into a pig's head with one punch, smashed the pig's head boss with a gun, and fired ten shots in a row to perform CPR. Ling can no longer see the shape of the face!

boom--!

Everything finally returned to silence.

The heroic spirit in red clothes and white boots exhaled slowly, a fatherly smile appeared on his young and handsome face, as if he had completed a sacred mission.

Heroic Spirit announced with relief: "The treatment is complete, please rest well, patient."

The cursed Boss who was forced to rest: "..."

Under the benevolent eyes of the heroic spirit, the boss of the curse spirit let out a thin moan, and finally turned into nothingness.

"Experience +10, experience +10, experience +10...experience +200"

"Level up to lv.41"

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

The two male high school students who watched from the beginning to the end gave applause without understanding, celebrating the successful conclusion of this devastating treatment.

I don't understand what happened, but...

—Is this Berserker?Love love love!

Click.

The three looked up at the ceiling at the same time. The next second, the devastated hospital collapsed, burying two conjurers and a freshly baked heroic spirit in the ruins.