Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 445 I am Berserker

"Why haven't we finished the fight yet? How long are they going to fight?"

Patchouli couldn't bear it any longer. Although the battlefield was far away, the wind pressure cutting like a blade was still hitting the iron block intensively.

Moreover, the smell of rust and some fishy smell in the container also made her frown slightly.

"This container was probably used to hold marine fish in the past."

"Soon."

Ye You analyzed the situation on the field,

"I have sensed Kenneth's anxiety and will ask Lancer Diarmui to use the Noble Phantasm immediately. As long as the data of the Noble Phantasm is collected, we can go out."

"...Can you still detect other people's emotions?"

"You can barely feel it, although it's extremely weak. Emotional fluctuations will affect the flow of bioelectricity. The greater the emotional fluctuations, the greater the impact."

"Eh...this electric current push is really useful."

"It's not just electric current push. It needs to be combined with the 'sixth consciousness' and the 'primary circuit'. Simple electric current push can't achieve this level."

At the same time, on the battlefield, Lancer and Saber retreated 5 meters to face each other after fighting with swords and guns.

Then, as if to prove the correctness of Ye You's words, words floating in the air came,

"Game over here, Lancer."

Saber and Irisviel raised their heads, trying to find the owner of the voice, but they couldn't even see the shadow, and even the voice was disguised to a certain extent, making it impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Unable to tell which direction the sound came from, I continued to think of it,

"This Saber is difficult to deal with, so I allow you to use the Noble Phantasm. Don't waste time, fight quickly."

His words touched the nerves of Irisviel and Saber.

Noble Phantasm - the ultimate weapon of the Servant.

The crystallization of mankind's longing for a miracle, an weapon built with the skeleton of human fantasy.

A material miracle!

"Yes, my master."

Lancer changed his attitude and replied in a respectful tone.

Then he threw the yellow short gun to the ground.

Both of them fell silent, it was time for the decisive battle.

Next, comes life and death.

The condensed tension froze the air as the two stared at each other, looking for a flaw.

"ah."

With a faint smile on her face, Patchouli finally used her Noble Phantasm.

Then he saw the cloth strips wrapped around Lancer's spell slowly untied, revealing the deep red lines inside, and the gun blade was lingering with a sharp magic power that was different from the one just now.

"This is the 'Demon-Breaking Red Rose', a spear that can neutralize magic defense."

As if the machine was running at full capacity, the ice crystal blue sparkle in Ye You's eyes became even more intense.

Lancer rushed in, and the red spear actually cut through the "Wind King Barrier", revealing the tip of the sword inside.

Then he crawled down like a leopard, his explosive muscles inspired Lancer to charge forward like lightning, and the tip of his spear directly pierced the silver-white armor composed of Saber's "magic release".

The moment she realized that defense was useless, Saber decisively disarmed the magic armor and injected more magic power into her limbs in exchange for more powerful explosive power.

At this moment, Lancer lifted the sand with his feet, and then not only the sand was thrown upward, but also the yellow short gun he had just thrown away, which was full of curses.

"The inevitable yellow rose, a cursed spear capable of inflicting incurable damage."

Ye You muttered silently.

"The watching game is almost over, we are going out."

"Oh, I think we can stay for a while." Patchouli said dissatisfied.

"Even if we don't go out, Rider will come out to disrupt the situation later, so it's better to let me do it."

"Then why don't you go out now?"

"Wait until he takes the last stab."

The ice-blue light in Ye You's pupils shone quietly, "The red rose that broke the demon made Arturia give up her armor rashly, and the inevitable yellow rose could cause her irreparable damage. Diarmuid has already The tactics and skills have been applied to this extent, and it seems a bit impolite to disturb others at this time."

Then I saw Lancer roaring and raising his red spear and yellow short spear high like spreading his wings.

This is not a confusing posture, nor is it a useless showmanship, but a unique killing method that this warrior has mastered after intense training.

The strong wind roars in the opposite direction, and life and death are complicated.

Saber and Lancer passed each other, leaving traces of their holy swords and magic spears in the air.

After finally breaking off the track of mutual attacks for a short time, Saber took advantage of this gap to analyze the situation and make a prompt decision to postpone the battle between the two.

Turbulent blood flowed from the left arms of the two men, and the locations of their injuries were surprisingly consistent.

Irisviel cast healing magic on Saber, but was horrified to find that the wound could not be healed at all.

He shouted in panic: "I obviously cast healing magic...Why, why is the wound not healed?"

When Saber heard Irisviel's voice, a series of clues were put together in her mind, and she instantly understood, "So that's it. This is a spear with a spell attached. Once it stabs the wound, it will never heal... ...I should have thought of that. What a brilliant ploy."

Saber appreciated the enemy's calculation.

Even at this point, Saber's fighting spirit has not shrunk, but has become even higher.

At this moment, both Saber and Lancer's expressions changed drastically.

Because, they all felt a violent aura.

Even Irisviel was also washed away by this violent aura, and she looked at the shadow of the container in horror.

Two figures slowly walked out from there.

One is a girl wearing a purple robe, with long hair hanging down to her calf. Although she is a girl, she has an extremely profound temperament, just like the witch mentioned in fairy tales.

The other person was the source of the violent aura. He was a young man with a kind face and a sunny aura, with a warm smile on his lips.

On the battlefield that seemed to be frozen in the air, he was seen applauding softly, walking towards the center of the battlefield, and said with a smile: "What an outstanding battle."

Facing the two people who suddenly visited, Arturia and Diarmuid both looked nervous and said nothing, staring at Ye You.

"Hey, don't you think the way you appear is very villain-like?"

The witch didn't care about the looks in the audience and said to the boy beside her.

"Ah? Is there any?"

Irisviel suppressed the fear in her heart and showed a bluffing coldness on her face, "Stop fooling us, who are you?"

"Don't you already feel it? I am," Ye You looked around the three of them with a smile and said with a smile, "Berserker."

Ye You's simple words made Alice feel troubled again.

Similarly, Tokiomi Tosaka, who was dozens of kilometers away, also lost his elegant calmness.

"What? You said another servant showed up? And you introduced yourself as Berserker?"