Upon realizing that all the Heroic Spirits were beginning to close in on Berserker, the blue-haired magus did not order a retreat for the sake of his own goals. Instead, he doubled down, pouring even more magical energy into Berserker. How many Heroic Spirits can Berserker take down with him this time?
The blue-haired magus was itching to try, unable to wait for those Heroic Spirits to exit the stage.
The familiars sent out by the blue-haired magus were quietly monitoring the battlefield. If necessary, the blue-haired magus would use the remaining two Command Spells to fully support Berserker.
At this moment, Berserker did not care about the opinions of others or the other Servants. Rather, upon discovering that his rival had not been summoned to this world, this Berserker was already prepared for an early exit. He was the Absolute Wall before the King of Conquerors. That the one appearing alongside him this time was not that King of Conquerors made the Berserker, who possessed a certain degree of self-awareness, very unhappy.
What?You say the other summoned Heroic Spirit has a significant relationship with the King of Conquerors?
Darius III didn't care about that. Even if he had a significant relationship with that man, he was ultimately not that man. To be honest, the fact that Berserker could restrain himself from killing this guy—who wasn't that man but wasn't too different from him—was only out of consideration for the fact that they now served the same Master.
Otherwise, Darius III's rage would definitely have burned onto this Heroic Spirit.
Therefore, understanding that going into battle now was equivalent to sending himself to die, Berserker felt not a shred of anger toward his Master. On the contrary, he felt a sense of relief. How should I put it?Since this current Master is not someone saving the world, I won't obediently listen and stay.This isn't a time for saving humanity.To violate my own principles and listen to a strange magus?What a joke.
He, Darius III, was the King of Ancient Persia! He was an Emperor no matter how you looked at it. Therefore, making him submit was an extremely difficult task in this world. Not to mention that even the King of Conquerors back then hadn't achieved his submission. Why should this magus be able to make him obediently violate his principles? Heh, to be honest, not turning hostile immediately is already giving this magus a lot of face.
To a large extent, Berserkers are extremely sensitive and obsessed with certain things. Especially those Berserkers with EX rank Madness Enhancement; although they seem communicative, it is best not to mention certain topics. On the other hand, those with lower Madness Enhancement ranks, like Rank E, might have bad tempers but can be communicated with.
Whether it should be called a coincidence or not, Darius III belonged to the type stuck in the middle. With Rank B Madness Enhancement, he could not communicate or speak effectively. However, compared to the Berserker from the previous operation, Darius III was the quiet type. But correspondingly, when he went mad, it was absolutely unimaginable. And this Berserker's reverse scale was naturally Alexander the Great.
If one were to let this Berserker express his current mood, it would definitely be: Where is Iskandar?!Where is Alexander?Is he not here?!In that case, what did I descend for?!In that case, let's have a satisfying fight and exit as soon as possible, AAAAAHHHH— (Because there was no Alexander, he became even more crazed).
Refocusing on the battlefield, Napoleon prepared to smash Berserker's limbs into fragments first. Then, he would aim his cannon directly at the Berserker's chest to pierce his Spiritual Core.
But while it was easy to say, doing it was definitely not as easy as imagined.
The cannon muzzle in Napoleon's hand swung rapidly, directly smashing an undead soldier that was hugging towards him. Subsequently, he raised the giant cannon and blasted magical energy outwards. One of Darius III's arms, holding a golden axe, was blown to pieces by this attack. Napoleon prepared to fire a second shot, but before he could fire, a giant skeletal arm rose from directly in front, blocking the cannon's path.
Not only that, but undead soldiers summoned by Berserker also appeared behind Napoleon.
Under such circumstances, Napoleon could only stop his advance. At the same time, not far away, Senji Muramasa, who had arrived to support, used his forging hammer to send a sword flying directly. Although this sword did not have a prepared physical body in advance and was an existence hastily constructed from magical energy, it had still been imbued with an extremely pure attribute targeting spirits.
Simultaneously, because the sword burst out with all its power, this blade composed of magical energy shattered the moment it collided with the giant skeletal tentacle preparing to press down. However, correspondingly, it also fully unleashed its anti-spirit characteristics. It was simply like an anti-spirit bomb suddenly exploding.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Napoleon also quickly swung the giant hammer... cough, giant cannon in his hand backwards, preparing to ambush the undead soldiers behind him. Under the powerful force, they instantly turned into fragments. However, Berserker's Noble Phantasm would constantly summon these undead soldiers. Darius III's Noble Phantasm was not like those physical weapons or shields.
If it possessed a real physical entity, it might be destroyed by colliding with a more powerful, higher-level force. But unfortunately, this was a summoning type, and not a Reality Marble type of summon. After all, if it were a Reality Marble, one could use attacks specifically designed to destroy worlds or barriers to destroy it.
Perhaps even Flauros hadn't expected that giving Darius III an unimaginable body, recovery ability, and powerful vitality would have such an unexpectedly good result. At least for existences like them, this was an absolutely good result.
Even the blue-haired magus fantasized: If the Heroic Spirits in this Holy Grail War aren't that powerful, could my current Berserker just wear down all enemies and let me win the Holy Grail War directly?
Napoleon cleared the attack range. But looking up again, Berserker's arm had already begun to recover. It wasn't a recovery of condensed magical energy, but like a true physical body: bones grew first, followed by blood vessels spreading outward, then muscle growth, and finally black, obsidian-like skin covered it, with golden inscriptions appearing along with it.
He flexed his palm. Magical energy gathered within it. The golden axe appeared once again. At the same time, the tip of the axe burned with a golden-green light like a torch, resembling the inextinguishable fire of the dead.