The red gun swayed.

The crimson color is waved into a heroic sweep.

The battle that was supposed to be in the mythical level, where the heavens and the earth changed color at every turn, has now gradually come to an end.

Words to describe in one word...... Yes, the end of the crossbow.

Dilumudo, before Fujimaru Rika and the others came, had already fought alone in this blazing winter wood until he was exhausted.

Losing the Master's Servant is like a marathon with no end...... He didn't know where to stop the fight, so he could only keep breathing.

Losing an arm while fighting Saber is undoubtedly the biggest loss.

Di Lumudo, who was originally proficient in the dual-gun technique, had greatly reduced his combat effectiveness, and only one of the two magic guns with two effects could be used.

If you have sound arms, you will probably be able to win more time, right?

Dilumudo couldn't help but think a little pessimistically. The two-and-a-half-meter-tall giant on the opposite side was too exaggerated, as if he was tirelessly wielding the equally exaggerated axe sword in his hand, and the lead-gray wielding iron-black was raging like a whirlwind, making Dilumu more than able to step in.

Berserkers lose their senses, so the Berserkers generally have less fighting skills than they did in life, however, the giants in front of them are inevitably skilled in the past, axes, swords, wrists, and even knees and ankles, all of which are deadly weapons without exception. Dilumudo tried to attack around his flanks, only to be smashed by his kick, and the crumbling stones hindered his dash, only to take advantage of the momentary slowness and the giant relocated with incomprehensible agility.

With such skillful combat skills, he must have been a mythical hero and a hero before his death.

It's a pity that I can only be with him on such occasions......

Dilumudo looked around, and all he could see was a charred color, and the burning red rolled on the wreckage of the building, billowing black smoke.

It's a pity that he can only be with him who is irrational......

Dilumudo's eyes were fixed on the enemy on the other side, and his remaining wrist clenched the remaining red spear.

No matter what kind of feints, you can't fool the experience of this berserk giant, I'm afraid, it's a skill like a heart eye, you can see through your own movements.

So...... Just in the next hit, block them all.

Dilumudo thought so, the turquoise figure retreated a few steps, and with a short body, the berserker's blow slashed the building behind him, scattering the shattered masonry in the air.

"Good! Got it! ”

Dilumudo smiled with joy from the bottom of his heart. The irrational other party can't understand the meaning of this smile.

Confident, proud, and extremely happy.

I saw Dilumu's short body, stepping on two steps in a row, jumping one by one, and attacking the berserker!

"Whew————"

As if ignited by Dilumudo's fighting intent, the berserker also let out a roar that soared into the sky, and the exaggerated arm burrowed into the simple greatsword, and slammed it up.

However, it missed.

Because, Dilumudo moved his position in mid-air.

He used the stones broken by the berserker as a point of strength, and actually escaped from the enemy's attack range!

Because of the loss of reason, it is difficult to understand this tactical action.

Dilumudo's mobility and agility, which the lancer is proud of, finally shines at this moment.

The other party's previous attack happened to make a wedding dress for him, using the wide wreckage of the building as a foothold, and Dilumudo cautiously waited for the last chance.

That is......

Bang!

Berserkers certainly don't ignore enemies! He hit the air with one blow, and the second blow naturally chased Dilumudo! The goal is naturally the foothold of Dilumudo!

The sound that was just exaggerated was the wail of the wreckage being shattered in mid-air.

However, this is enough.

Because, the battle is over.

Dilumudo scrambled to the enemy's axe sword in the midst of the shattering of the masonry.

He himself is also a servant with a mental eye, as long as he sees the battle situation, he will naturally predict the most suitable attack trajectory in his heart.

The target of this blow is the heart that is vital to the Servant.

However, after all, the distance between the two is too close, and the berserker is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he provokes the axe and sword with all his strength, and the sound of the wind breaking around him alone is enough to make people chill.

And Dilumudo's left leg ate the blow solidly.

Blood.

Dilumudo's left leg was completely gone. As if there was no such structure, the incomparably neat incision and bubbling red were the only proof of this.

Blood.

However, the enemy was also at this point, being hit in the heart by Dilumudo's attack.

But this time it's different from before, I found the gap between the ribs and the ribs, and attacked the heart with all my might! The crimson tip of the spear finally touched the enemy's equally crimson point.

Then, it was a breeze to go through.

Dilumudo's red spear has the effect of cutting off the mana, and as soon as it touches the vital point, it is over.

"Uh-huh-woo-woo-woo......"

The mighty giant let out a dull low sound and came to a quiet halt.

However, he did not die.

Dilumudo understands this.

Because, the Servant does not belong to this world, and once the magic power is exhausted and disappears, it will turn into golden particles and return to Valhalla.

But the giant in front of him didn't mean anything like that.

A terrible thought crossed Dilumudo's mind.

"Do you mean...... Does this giant possess a treasure that can regenerate itself? ”

Thinking of this, Dilumudo looked at the berserker's heart, and sure enough, the body that had been cut open was gradually recovering.

However, once the magic touches the Red Spear's body, it quickly collapses, but the collapsed magic quickly reassembles and tries to repair the body...... And so on.

Dilumudo was glad in his heart, considering that he was an inch long and an inch strong, he used a red spear against the enemy in his heart, it was really a coincidence.

"It's a pity that I don't have the strength to continue fighting......"

Dilumudo smiled dismally, losing an arm and a leg, which was too deadly for a warrior. Also, the red spear must be poked in the heart of an enemy to hinder mana healing, but how long can it last?

You can only delay as much time as possible.

Dilumudo was in a terrible state right now, and the only sound around him was the beeping sound of the flames burning, which only accentuated the sense of fear.

He was afraid that there was an assassin lurking around him who had the ability to block breath, and if he died, naturally, the binding effect of the treasure would disappear.

Dilumudo looked around, slowly picked up his yellow gun, and jumped towards the riverbank.

This is...... Suspicious tactics.

What would Hassan think if he came back and found out that the Berserker had a gun stuck in his heart? I'm sure I'll think I've won. But when he couldn't see himself on the battlefield and left his treasure here, he probably felt that this was a trap he had arranged.

How long will it take?

He didn't know either.

But...... It's a while if you can drag it out.

Undaunted, he walked towards the river and hid himself in the icy waters.

The surface of the water in the blood bar is stained blood red, but unfortunately, it is red everywhere, but it is not obvious.

"That's all I can help you. The future of mankind, please. ”

It wasn't until Dilumudo was completely hidden in the water, and on the tall building not far away, that the thin man in the skull mask in a black robe appeared, and in silence, he walked towards the [corpse] of the berserker.