Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

In the church yard.

The powerful magic barrier isolates the sounds and sights from inside and outside. Otherwise, pedestrians who see what is happening inside will probably be frightened and run away.

Although the church wall covers only half a street, the scene inside can be called a battlefield.

A large number of dragon tooth soldiers flood the dark forest. This kind of familiar is a skeleton soldier produced by using dragon teeth.

As long as the tooth fragments are scattered on the earth, you can use the knowledge of the dragon species and the magic power obtained from the earth to construct cheap miscellaneous soldiers. For the servants, a single dragon tooth soldier is quite easy to handle. After all, the power gap is indeed huge.

But the biggest feature of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers is that they are very numerous. As long as one dragon tooth is ground into powder, it can be used as a medium to cultivate thousands of Dragon Tooth Soldiers.

What's more, the person who controls this enchantment is a magician from the age of the gods. Her magic skills are far beyond the imagination of modern magicians. She can even use magic to make a single dragon tooth continue to multiply and grow.

Therefore, the Dragon Tooth Soldiers produced under her control were thrown into the battlefield in almost endless numbers, pouring out from all corners of the forest one after another. They held sharp bone swords that were harder than steel in their hands. An ax or other weapon will not stop until it is completely shattered.

And behind them, there are still magic arrays that are releasing high-energy bombardment, causing damage to the target regardless of the location of the enemy.

The scene can only be described as miserable. The dragon tooth soldiers only have a simple thinking circuit. They can only attack repeatedly until they die. As long as the opponent is still there, they will not stop attacking.

Half of the originally dense black jungle had been destroyed, flames were roaring in the battlefield, and the soil was turned into cannonballs and fired at the enemy anytime and anywhere.

Broken soldiers are recovered and repaired in time with healing magic, allowing them to return to the battlefield immediately.

However, even after paying such a high price, these Dragon Tooth Soldiers are just chess pieces and statistics. Their meaning in this war is consumption.

That's right, they will definitely not be the ones determining the trend of this war.

In the center of the battlefield, huge explosions will be triggered from time to time. A single strike can sweep away and crush the gathering of Dragon Tooth Soldiers. Just the shock of the atmosphere caused by the aftermath of the battle is enough to turn the surrounding Dragon Tooth Soldiers into dust.

And those who can achieve this step are unparalleled, one can equal a hundred followers.

A strange blank area is strangely vacated in the center of the battlefield. This is the target of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers' attack. However, whenever the Dragon Tooth Soldiers step into it, they will be shattered by the shocking atmosphere.

And there are only two servants who have the right to exist here.

One of them has blond hair, dark skin, and a particularly eye-catching healed scar that almost runs through the entire chest.

Each hand held a weapon, a heavy sword with an unusually exaggerated shape, and a mallet made of fine steel rather than a dagger. It didn't look like it was cutting at all. The effect of the attack can only hammer the opponent alive.

Even on such a tragic battlefield, he was still shirtless without any armor, as if he believed that his body was the strongest weapon.

The other side didn't look like a human at all. Although the body was wrapped in black shadows and couldn't be seen clearly, judging from the sharp sword-like claws and the twisted figure, it was definitely not what humans could achieve. .

boom!

There was another fierce fight, and with the help of the counterattack force, the two sides distanced themselves and briefly confronted each other.

"That's great. I'm a little impressed by you."

Beowulf touched the small wound on his cheek and licked the blood into his mouth. His already red eyes became even redder, as if he was on the verge of losing his mind at any time.

But even though his mental state had become like this, his speech still seemed unusually orderly.

This is his special ability brought about by being the source of the term "Berserker". No matter how crazy his mind is, he can still maintain the most basic rationality.

However, as his mental state became more and more unstable, the weapons in his hands were also wrapped with red light, especially the weird-shaped long sword in his left hand, which looked like a living creature when the red light was spitting out.

"Ho ho ho!"

Facing the enemy's dialogue, Hyde, who had completely lost his mind, could only respond with a cry.

"Hahaha! What a terrifying momentum. Although it is not good to completely lose your mind, I also admit that you have inherited the title of Berserker."

Facing Hyde's roar, Beowulf not only showed no fear or anger, but also seemed extremely happy. For a madman like him, being crazy in battle is not a demerit, but a rare and excellent quality.

"Roar!"

The alien, which had completely lost its will, naturally did not understand the meaning of the other party's words. After briefly adjusting its physical condition, it launched another attack.

Faced with such a straightforward attack, Beowulf also responded.

"Well done!"

Roaring like a beast all his life, Beowulf jumped up suddenly in the next moment, shaking the earth with his steps. With the use of magic power, his sprint speed broke through the sonic barrier in the next moment.

Not only that, Beowulf also regulates his muscles through extremely exquisite power control, allowing them to release power together with the magic power, charging with the momentum of a heavy cannon, and easily wielding weapons that seem disproportionate to his body.

The shock wave caused by just stepping on it blasted away the surrounding Dragon Tooth Soldiers again. The bones that were harder than steel were easily blown away and broken. Such speed and destructive power must be even the most powerful in modern warfare. Land combat weapons: tanks can also be easily smashed.

And if the sprinting Beowulf is a beast that stalks the land, then the black shadow on the other side is a terrifying nightmare.

Although Hyde's sprint is also very dynamic, under the influence of the inherent skill of self-transformation, with every attack and every charge, his body will evolve in a more suitable direction.

After a arduous and fierce battle, Hyde's body had transformed like a legendary nightmare, and he quietly cut through the air and came to the enemy.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

clang!

Two inhuman roars sounded at the same time, and the two Berserkers collided with each other in the most wild manner.

The mighty sword and the sharp claws clashed without hesitation. The conflict between steel and flesh caused exaggerated damage to the surrounding space.

The two people turned into black afterimages again, and kept colliding with each other. The sound of steel clashing was heard fiercely, and bright sparks burst out.

There is no sympathy or hatred in the battle between the two sides, there is only a strong will to refuse the existence of each other, and a joyful desire to fight with the strong.

boom!

With a harsh roar, the next moment, the world stopped.

The two people who were originally fighting each other like crazy beasts suddenly stopped. Their bodies did not fly away. The two people who showed an artistic balance entered a state of power confrontation.

Hyde's body swells abnormally due to his self-transformation skills. At first glance, Beowulf's body shape is at an overwhelming disadvantage. It is simply the physical difference between an adult and a child.

But the one who was suppressed was Hyde, who seemed to be bigger. After all, for beings like servants, the physical difference does not mean the absolute strength gap. In addition to the muscles that have been tempered for thousands of times, the strength of the strength also has the "magic power". unstable factors.

Under such a power confrontation, because Beowulf still has reason, he can continue to use magic to release this skill, but this time it is not used for explosions, but for strengthening the strength of his own muscles.

Beowulf's muscles were now like gunpowder ready to be ignited, ready to explode at any moment.

"Oh oh oh!"

An astonishing roar came from Beowulf's mouth, and his stepped foot sank into the earth, his momentum getting higher and higher.

A red light burst out from his arm like a jet of flame, and with the help of the instantaneous burst of magic power, he neatly knocked away the monster confronting him.

Click...

However, such a terrifying burst of power also brought a corresponding price. An imperceptible sound of breaking came from the mallet (dagger) in Beowulf's hand, and a line appeared on the thick dagger that looked like a bat. Tiny cracks.

Click, click, click... bang!

Centered on the sudden appearance of tiny cracks, and accompanied by intensive cracking sounds, the entire dagger was quickly filled with cracks.

When the damage reached the limit, the weapon in Beowulf's hand turned into a spirit and dissipated with a "bang".

"Well done! You were able to destroy my Nailing. Although this weapon is known to be easily damaged, you are pretty good at being able to do such a thing with your bare hands."

Beowulf showed no signs of damage to his weapon, but laughed indifferently.

Only in this case can we discover that this servant who represents the origin of the word "Berserker" is spiritually different from ordinary people.

Although Hyde had completely lost his mind, his physical fitness was still there. After being knocked away, he did not fall ugly to the ground. Instead, he jumped back and landed lightly on the ground.

"It's really good, it's really good! It's the fight that involves fists and fists that makes me happy!"

Beowulf, whose expression became more and more wild, simply discarded the other weapon in his hand, clenched his fists in a fighting posture - he actually planned to fight the enemy with bare hands.

"Roar……"

However, facing Beowulf who actively discarded his weapons, Hyde lost his mind, but his intuition became sharper. Instead of rushing forward to attack, Hyde squatted in place like a wild beast, letting out a vigilant growl from his throat.

"My intuition is very keen, come on! Let's fight to the death! Grendel Buster!"

Grendel Buster is a Noble Phantasm based on the concept of Beowulf killing Grendel. It can only be activated after giving up your own weapon.

Let the super strong arm strength in life be awakened for a short time, punch and kick the enemy from the front.

Furthermore, since this attack is a weapon (hands and legs) that comes from the original and unchanged source, it can nullify the special Noble Phantasm and skills of "see through once seen".

The principle is simple - because you hit the head, you throw away your weapon and use your fist to hit the enemy for two pages.

However, such a simple attack method, coupled with Beowulf's A-level strength and intuition that is sharper than a beast, is enough to become a troublesome Noble Phantasm for any servant.

"Roar!!!"

Facing Beowulf's aggressive attack again, Hyde, who had lost his mind, roared angrily and refused to admit defeat. He raised his claws and attacked the opponent without any defense.

Then in the center of the battlefield, a storm composed of fists and standing claws appeared again.

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"This is really good material...haven't you made up your mind yet?" Semiramis sat in the center of the palace, her plump and slender thighs folded together to form a refreshing arc.

Through the screen made of magic, she watched the battle taking place outside with interest, but her eyes occasionally glanced at the person on the other side who didn't seem to be looking at the screen at all.

"...No, it's not cost-effective to expose us so early. Anyway, what's exposed now is only the outer circle and Beowulf. It's not a big deal. Just drive it away."

After a moment of silence, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada seemed to have made a conclusion after careful consideration.

"Ha!" Semiramis sneered when he heard this, "It sounds so nice, but it's not because the servant in this attack is that brat."

Amakusa Shirou Tokisada smiled bitterly and did not refute.

But Semiramis was a little reluctant. She stood up from the throne with a flick of her skirt, walked quickly to his side, and clung to him like a snake:

"Tell me, why do you admire that little guy so much? Is it just because his dream is to become a partner of justice? Or are you also infected by the priests of the Holy Church and have grown to like the little boy?"

"Ahem! How is that possible?!" Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was a little embarrassed by Semiramis's teasing, but after seeing her eyes, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada knew that if he didn't tell a reason today, I guess I can't escape.

After scratching his snow-white hair and thinking for a while, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada sighed helplessly: "Okay, actually the reason is similar to what you said..."

Then Amakusa Shirou Tokisada saw his servant's eyes showing extreme disgust, and even wanted to destroy his humanity immediately.

"You mean the little boy part?"

"No!!! Of course it's the partner of justice!"

After dancing for a while, the two sat down again and started talking. Amakusa Shirou Tokisada felt that his heart was so tired, as if his whole energy was exhausted.

"Ahem! In short, the dream that the little guy mentioned is different from others. He will really work hard to persevere."

"Why do you dare to say that just because he comes to the church to clean the house every day?" Semiramis was a little curious.

"That's right...Actually, besides that, it's also because of the scene I accidentally saw when I passed by his school one day..." Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's eyes were far away, as if he was remembering.

Thus, another member was added to Shirou Emiya's high jump live broadcast room.

After explaining the scene he saw in detail, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada made the final conclusion: "So, I saw the courage from that little guy's eyes that he will never give up, no matter what my plans are after this. If we can succeed, it would be good to have another fellow traveler in the world who shares the same ideals."

Semiramis shook his head: "I'm not too interested in what you said, but at least I know. You want to save that little guy's life, right?"

"right."

"That's enough. Don't forget, you are my master. Sometimes you still have to be a little tougher."

Amakusa Shirou Tokisada breathed a sigh of relief, with a gentle smile on his face: "Thank you, Assassin."

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at the same time.

On a hillside overlooking the church, Emiya Shirou held a rice ball in one hand and a pair of binoculars in the other, watching the attacks by his followers.

Although the sounds and images have been isolated by the barrier, Emiya Shirou can still use the knowledge that Jekyll has taught these days to improve his perception through the contract signed between himself and his servant, and roughly feel Hyde's actions.

"I hope it will succeed..."

Emiya Shirou swallowed the rice ball in his hand and whispered softly.

It's winter now, the temperature is getting colder and colder, and it's also night. I exhale white smoke when I talk, which is quite cold.

Emiya Shirou put on several layers of coat because it was extremely foolish to expose himself to the cold and cause unnecessary physical exertion.

He can now clearly feel that the life force in his body is rapidly being converted into magic power through the magic circuit, and then sent to Berserker almost endlessly through the contract.

Since the disappearance of the Great Source, magicians can no longer store a certain amount of magic power in their bodies at any time to prepare for emergencies like their predecessors.

They can only turn on the magic circuit and convert their vitality into magic power when needed, which can be used immediately.

Therefore, unless there is additional means of storing magic power, the magician is consuming his own life force when using magic power.

This will bring intense physical exertion and fatigue.

Normally, because of Jekyll's characteristics, he would not feel the magic consumed at all, but from the moment he used his Noble Phantasm to transform into the crazy Hyde and exert his true abilities as a Servant, intense physical exertion and fatigue swept over him. .

To be honest, Shirou Emiya couldn't bear it. It felt more tiring than running a full lap around the school.

But he had no complaints, neither could he say it nor had such thoughts.

The reason is that he feels that what he is doing is very simple. In the crisis-ridden church ahead, his friends are doing more difficult things.

With the help of the contract with the servant, he could clearly feel that Hyde was at a disadvantage in the battle inside the barrier. Emiya Shirou attributed this to his not providing enough magic power.

After all, judging from the information he knew, the combat capabilities of the Berserker class among the Servants should be on par with the Three Knights, or even better in some aspects, so Emiya Shirou naturally made the inference.

"If I were a magician with better magic circuits, my friend would be able to use his power without any restrictions." - Shirou Emiya, an unnamed man who was born with twenty-seven magic circuits. .

"Come on Berserker, don't worry too much about me, you can fight me however you want."

Emiya Shirou briefly ended his observation and sat on the chair next to him to save his energy. He looked at his hand, which was the supplies prepared for him.

Because he didn't dare to let his family know, except for some extra rice balls he secretly made when making lunch, the rest were various high-energy drinks and other supplies he bought at convenience stores with his saved pocket money.

When Hyde went berserk before, Emiya Shirou had experienced the consumption of magic power, which was similar to the consumption of physical strength, so he prepared something specially used to replenish physical strength, but in fact he didn't know if it was useful.

He once asked Jekyll about this, whether the life force consumed in order to produce magic power could be replenished with energy drinks or rice balls?

Jekyll's answer at the time was "It won't be completely useless."

Because it didn't sound like it was particularly useful, Emiya Shirou was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up because of this.

Jekyll can equip elixirs that restore magic power or vitality, but the materials and equipment required are not something that a student of his can afford. In fact, even if Shirou Emiya usually doesn't spend much of his pocket money, he can use them all He saved it, but in the past few days, preparing elixirs and various other things had spent more than half of his savings.

For this reason, he could only use this "not very useful" method to support his followers as much as possible.

Emiya Shirou felt his life force being converted into magic power through the magic circuit and being consumed endlessly. At the same time, he could also feel through the contract that his servant was moving at an unprecedented speed in the barrier, and the other party's false His body was constantly being hurt, but he knew he was determined to move forward without flinching.

He exhaled a breath of white air and didn't feel cold because his whole body was covered in sweat.

Berserker continued to consume his magic power when he was active. When Hyde and Beowulf completely abandoned their weapons and fought each other like beasts, Emiya Shirou felt a fatigue heavier than sprinting for five kilometers at full speed.

The energy drink had already filled my stomach, and now I almost didn’t have the energy to chew the rice balls, and my head was a little dizzy.

Emiya Shirou felt deeply that if this continued, his life would be in danger if anything went wrong.

But he didn't say much, and even blocked the contract with the servants to sense each other's information, just to allow Berserker to continue fighting without any scruples.

"I hope... it will succeed..." Emiya Shirou gnawed on the last rice ball in his hand, carrying unrealistic hope.

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"In the end, we still lost...I'm sorry, Master."

In the dark mountain forest, the alien body was trembling with scars all over its body. As the effect of the Noble Phantasm in the body disappeared, it gradually returned to its original appearance.

"It's just a temporary failure, Berserker. Just be fine. It's my fault this time. It's because of my lack of magic power that I put you at a disadvantage. I will work hard to improve myself."

Emiya Shirou was sweating profusely and panting, standing in front of Jekyll. He was even a little unsteady due to excessive fatigue, and could only rest on his knees.

Seeing his appearance, Jekyll immediately frowned, and he understood that his Master had done something wrong again while he was losing consciousness.

"Master, I've said it many times. When you feel that you can't hold it any longer, you should immediately send a signal to retreat. Vitality is not exactly equal to physical strength. It's no joke if you consume too much."

"No, no! It's just that I consumed a little more magic power. With the guidance you gave me, Berserker, the magic circuit in my body is now working more and more smoothly." Shirou Emiya stood up immediately and touched himself with an indifferent expression. The head laughed.

He did not lie about this. After obtaining basic magic training, he had completely penetrated his own magic circuit and learned how to turn it on and off quickly.

On the first day after he had just penetrated the magic circuit, his body was so sore that he almost couldn't stand up, but the symptoms recovered a lot the next day, and now, Shirou Emiya can even feel his own body when he doesn't use a lot of magic. Quality is rising rapidly.

Glancing at his Master, Jekyll sighed helplessly. He knew that with his serious character, he would definitely try his best.

"Forget it, I guess you won't listen to what I say. At least you must promise me that you must use the command spell decisively when encountering such a situation again, while Hyde relies on the large amount of magic power provided by the command spell in a short period of time. At that time, your body can recover briefly without being so stressed."

"But... Command Seals are very precious. Doesn't each Master only have three strokes?" Shirou Emiya scratched his head.

"Master, please promise me." Jekyll's expression became quite serious, "I don't want you to lose your life early because of such a reason."

Seeing the serious look on his servant's face, Emiya Shirou's original idea of ​​making a joke disappeared. He lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally nodded seriously: "Okay, I promise you!"

"That's right." Jekyll showed a gentle smile again, "Let's go, leave here and go back first."

"good."

The two carefully checked their surroundings and found no one following them, so they cautiously left from the other side of the mountain.

Along the way, Emiya Shirou and Jekyll were discussing the future.

"Speaking of which...Berserker, are you still living in that house?"

"Yes, the former owner of that house was also a magician after all. There are various experimental equipment purchased in advance in the room. Although the level is not high, it is enough for me to mix the elixir."

"But...if I remember correctly, that house will be completely recycled in two days, and you may not be able to live there by then." Emiya Shirou scratched his hair, looking a little distressed.

"Is there such a thing? That is indeed a big problem." Jekyll also showed a distressed look, "Not to mention my residence, if the experimental supplies in the room are destroyed, if you want to It will be troublesome to prepare the elixir again.”

"How about...you come to live in my house?"

Jekyll shook his head: "Although I can follow you in spirit form, if my existence is discovered by other masters, it will bring danger to your family. I'd better think about this again... …careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Jekyll suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Emiya Shirou and looked at the entrance of the alley warily.

Emiya Shirou also reacted immediately. He reached out and took out a steel pipe from his bag on his back. He held it with both hands and looked at the opposite side carefully.

"Oh, I really didn't expect you to participate in the Holy Grail War with only such crude equipment. Should I say that you are not afraid of those who don't know? Or are you just too stupid?"

Along with a joking voice, a tall figure appeared in the shadow of the street lamp.

(PS: It’s not easy. Counting today’s extra update, I finally paid off the debt.)