"Wow—──"

Ori coughed up blood

Absolutely unaware of what was going on.

It's just that the bloody scar from the right shoulder to the left waist reminds me that I have been cut

was chopped

Facing the bombardment of the light wheel、A blow that tore it apart

Impossible, King Solomon's third Phantasm, ArsAlmadel Salomonis, is the most powerful Phantasm known. A full blow is enough to blast into the depths of the universe, focusing, accelerating, and constricting hundreds of millions of light bands, and even recreating the world in retrograde time. Theoretically, there is nothing that can cut it open

But it did happen

The smoke cleared, and under the bombardment of the light wheel, people who should not have survived stood there.

The silver armor emitted white gas from the excessive temperature, and the rebellious knight tried to shake his left hand, as if feeling the power in his body

"Thank you so much, if it weren't for the blow you just hit, I would have had a hard time getting into a fight."

That's to say, it was just a casual play with you before

Mordred seemed to be resurrected in an instant, and even the fatigue of Excalibur, who had previously taken on the EX level, disappeared completely.

Like a phoenix, it has been reborn

“────”

Weaving didn't speak, but slowly distanced himself from her, like a wounded lone wolf, embarrassed but glaring at her viciously

No matter how sluggish people are, they can sense that Mordred is not in the right state

No, or rather, her previous state was called wrong

Ori vaguely realized that the blow of the light wheel seemed to open something terrible

"Don't look at me like that, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to pretend to be stunned to sneak up on you. I didn't think about letting you fight a half-crippled and then beautiful Jedi counterattack first. ”

In desperation, Mordred tapped on her helmet, which looked like a dragon and a demon at the same time

"You just said that, right? I am you, you are me. That's exactly right. We are essentially the same people. Even though I now consider myself Mordred, the basis of his internal personality is still [weaving]. So the question is, how much of my consciousness is Mordred and how much is Weaving? ”

That's

"Although I would love to say 100%. But I have to say that you are cautious. ”

The knight spread his hands

"Clarent's projection accuracy is true enough to introduce [Mordred], but that's not your full projection at all. From 1 to 10 (fully reproducible). Consciously limited by you, Clarent's highest accuracy to date is only 7. Thanks to this, less than 60% of me am Mordred as a warrior. And the remaining 40% are [weaving] as ordinary people. ”

As he spoke, Mordred took his broadsword and walked slowly but surely towards Ori

The demonic helmet lit up red

"Therefore, if there is no special stimulation, even if I want to elicit less than 60% of [Mordred] will, I can only wake her up step by step through fierce battles. The battle of consciousness space is the battle of will. Posture, strength, ability, state, everything is determined by the will of the individual. As an ordinary person, you want to destroy the will of a warrior with just a soft imagination? Increase the light wheel by a hundredfold, a thousand, and a thousand times, and try it again! ”

That must be the feeling of death

The red knight leaped high, a slash from top to bottom

Can't stop it.

Because it is only by himself that he will know that no matter how powerful the treasure is he takes, he will not be able to stop this blow

It's not strength or subtlety that's missing

It's a firm will.

If the will is not as good as Mordred's, even the backlight sword that distorts cause and effect, and Avalon, which blocks all attacks, will be split by this blow

The battle of consciousness space is the battle of will

【Weaving! Run! You won't be able to beat her here! Get out of here and rise to the surface! 】

Hearing the shout of the crimson sword, Weaver hurriedly shouted, "Achilles! Substitution!! ”

"Don't think about it!!"

The last thing Ori saw was an oncoming red sword press

☆

Outside the window, there was a continuous stream of explosions and dazzling flashes

Inform the trio that there's a big battle going on outside

"Shirou, wait a minute."

The three people who had already reached the first floor and were in a hurry on the way to the playground were suddenly stopped by Rin Tosaka

"What's the matter with Tosaka? Now is the time to rush to the aid of Blue Saber and rescue everyone, right? ”

Emiya Shirou said eagerly

"No, I just think something is slightly wrong." Rin frowned, looking down in thought

"Huh? What are you talking about? ”

"Shirou, we have two Sabers on our side and the monster-like Berserker. They should all know about it. In terms of strength, they don't have any advantage at all, so why did they attack us suddenly? On what basis did they dare to attack us? ”

That's right. It stands to reason that Rin's side didn't take the initiative to find trouble on Caster's side, and although they don't want to admit it, Ilya's Berserker has the absolute strength to end this war in just one night.

Even without Berserker, both of their Sabers would be extremely difficult enemies

Red Saber's immortal body, a large number of treasures. Blue Saber's huge magic and superb sword skills.

However, under this premise, Lancer, Caster, and Rider took the initiative to challenge them? It's no different from suicide, right?

"Could it be that the Assassin is there too?" Thinking of a possibility, Rin immediately asks Ilya to release Berserker

Indeed, if the Assassin had joined forces with them and lurked around waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the Master, they would have been able to stealthily win

"Yes." Ilya laughed as a black giant of steel appeared in the hallway

He knelt down on one knee so that the hallway could accommodate his massive body

It was a monster huddled in a small space

Red eyes swept over Rin and Shirou

Goo

Coincidentally, the two swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison

Such close contact with the black ** god made them involuntarily recall the despair of that night

At this distance, without even using weapons, the Berserker could easily pinch them to death

The sense of disobedience created by the huge body that appeared in the narrow corridor made the feeling of death even stronger

"Well, then, Berserker. Just do what your mother told you to [support] that blue Saber. ”

With his left hand to protect Ilya, the black demon god smashed through the wall and jumped out directly

"Wait, wait! Ilya, wait for us!! ”

☆

"What are you doing. Achilles. ”

The rebellious knight, Mordred sank his face

A shield that appears out of thin air blocks his own killer blow

It was no ordinary shield, it was called "Achilles Cosmos", which means "the world of Achilles". In this Fate world, there is a special name, "The Little World Around the Sky" and "World Shield"

It was the shield that the legendary god craftsman made for Achilles. With great patience, the craftsman carved a "world" on the shield.

Once activated, the world carved on the shield unfolds, reconstructing space and time. As a result, non-Otherworldly Treasures cannot break this shield

However, the reason for blocking his own attack was not this Noble Phantasm.

It was a handsome young man with green hair, who appeared out of thin air and held a shield to block Mordred's attack and save Ori

In this space of consciousness, Achilles also revealed his original posture

"What do you mean by giving up the surface of your consciousness and coming to stop me?"

The weave is gone.

No, it should be said that he exchanged control of his body with Achilles, and escaped from the depths of consciousness to the surface of consciousness

Is it scrupling about something, although the tone is very angry, and even the posture of attack, Mordred does not rush forward to fight Achilles to the death

Instead, she took a slow step back, cautiously as if facing Berserker

Just as there is a gap between Ori and Mordred, Achilles also has a fatal gap with her

The degree of erosion in Achilles is at 80%.

Other words

He is stronger than himself

"Heh, you'd better keep her for the rest of your life."

With that, Mordred disappeared into the space of consciousness

All the while, Achilles didn't say a word, not knowing what he was thinking

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Breaking out of the wall of the school building is Berserker

The battlefield fell silent for a moment

Ilya sat on his broad shoulders, humming a song and shaking those little feet

It looks like you're here for a relaxing getaway

however

When the black demon god set foot in this area, the air seemed to freeze

The atmosphere is trembling

Whether it was a witch, a swordsman, or a cavalryman, the three of them clearly understood what kind of destructive power this demon god possessed

Slowly walking to Saber's side, the demon god stopped

There is no attack on yourself, the alliance works

Saber breathed a sigh of relief and let his guard down

Good day, Caster and Rider. My name is Eliasfil von Einzberen. This is Berserker, I don't think it needs to be introduced, you fellow Greek Heroes should know him better, right? ”

Light laughter.

Ilya jumped off the giant's shoulder, politely pulled up the hem of her skirt, and made a very inappropriate salute.

"Of course, the greatest hero of Greece, Hercules. Everyone in Greece knows its prestige, and it's a terrible thing to let such a monster go berserk. Caster chuckled, for some reason, she didn't seem to be afraid of Berserker

Even Rider has no intention of being afraid

Saber frowned

Do they have something to do against Berserker?

Saber took a deep breath and devoured the remaining magic in the atmosphere more quickly, seizing the time to replenish the loss of the continuous release of the Noble Phantasm. "Be careful, Ilyasfil. Caster has something to say. If you're too careless, even your Berserker might lose. ”

"yes, I see. Like that night, right? Hehe~ Mom's tactics really scared me. ”

"If you know, then Rider will be handed over to you. I'm going to deal with Caster. Glancing at her deeply, Saber settled on his opponent

Caster's opponents flying in the air are still left to someone like himself who has anti-air means. Caster is very agile in flight, perhaps more agile than the fastest bird. But Saber was confident she could hit her

Quite simply, Caster is not a Servant who specializes in aerial combat. She's a magician, not a bird. For her, flying was just a means of making it easier for her to attack from a high vantage point. She is just flying, not "fighting" in the air.

In other words, she was able to dodge her own attacks only by instinctively dodging left and right at her flight speed, and it was not some superb dodging skills that had been honed on the battlefield for a long time. Even though he moves, Saber thinks of him like a child who has just learned to walk.

Therefore, it is easy to read her movements and predict her flight trajectory to hit her in advance

Take a step forward,

“Ex────！”

Inject magic into the sword in his hand again, and the next blow, the next blow is Caster's death

"So, let's start killing ~ Berserker."

Ilya's singing voice came from beside him, and in this case, Rider was also certain to die

Then Berserker raised his great axe and slammed it

Chop on Saber's back

What, what

Saber's eyes were filled with disbelief

The dazzling light of the holy sword dimmed

Like a building toppling, Saber fell to the ground, his armor rattling.

Blood soaked the earth

Caster and Rider cast a sympathetic look at her

I see, is that so?

It was only then that Saber understood why the Caster and the others dared to attack them at the risk of overwhelming disadvantage.

Your strongest combat power, Ilya

betrayed

Was it a fraud before?

Sure enough, Mordred's assurances could not be believed at all, as before, carelessly

"Blue Saber!!"

"Liar, what are you doing Ilya?!"

I heard the exclamations of the Masters

Ahh

Can't come

"Ahh

Saber's lips opened.

After inhaling a breath as if crying for help, and coughing lightly from pain,

"No, come here. Run, run, Master—"

P.s: That's it! 4000 words. Well, I've been a little busy lately, and it's a bit hard to take time to update because of work. In short, Yu will adjust it as soon as possible.

P.s2: It's time to practice in writing, and I have to read it all the time