Intruders of the Moon World

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"Well, Miss Saber from the red side, this... this one is a little heavy, can you help me?"

Ruler held up the military flag to resist the berserker's slap, his body was suppressed by the huge force, and he gradually bent down.

Her muscular strength attribute is not low (similar to Ye Qing), but she can't fight against Spartacus at this time, not only because of the strength, but also because of the difference in body shape.

If it is at close range, it is absolutely impossible to recognize what it is-or unwilling to recognize it.

It seems that if you admit that "this thing" was originally human, a certain concept of yourself will be subverted...

Huge monsters, waxy pale skin full of throbbing veins... no longer of human size.

At this time, Spartacus has completely turned into a monster made of flesh and blood, standing up can easily surpass a three-story residential building.

Four deformed arms protrude from the ribs and shoulder blades. There are multiple eyes and teeth on the shoulders. The body has turned into a turtle-like shell. The swelled sarcoma emits a strange light on the back, which always gives people a sense of uneasiness. a feeling of.

Probably to support his weight, he can only crawl on four legs in an animal posture.

He has no sense at all, and he can't even tell the enemy from himself, and attacks the surrounding things indiscriminately.

Golems, man-made humans and dragon tooth soldiers were swept away by him like dead leaves!

Ruler was originally just monitoring the battlefield, and visited a certain master of Chikata by the way, because she vaguely felt that this person might be the key to the problem.

But just halfway through the run, he was attacked by a huge monster that Spartacus turned into.

To be more precise, it was attacked by a monster attracted by Saber...

"Ruler? Ah, there seems to be such a job agency."

After listening to Ruler's self-introduction, Mordred laughed heartily: "Anyway, you are also attracted by this thing, how about you come and kill him with me?"

"Alas..." Ruler, as the arbiter who needs to remain neutral, was about to refuse when Spartacus' attack fell on her!

For some reason, Berserker puts a lot of emphasis on Ruler, and most of his attacks were aimed at her, while Mordred, his original opponent, ignored her instead.

Although Ruler didn't want to participate in the battle between the servants, he had no choice but to fight in order to protect himself.

It's just that although her strength is strong, she focuses on defense and has no conventional powerful attack methods.For a follower with perverted resilience like Spartacus, the whipping of her flag is really painless.

Then, it became what it is now - Joan of Arc is struggling under the crazy pursuit of monsters.

Although her life is not in danger with her strength, fighting such an irrational monster is not only useless but also delays her efforts to find out the truth, so she has to ask for help from the "culprit".

"Hey, this guy really likes you, ruler."

The corner of Red Saber's mouth curled up into a nasty smile: "Ah, it's really tiring. After all, this guy can't be killed. Since he likes you so much, why not just keep him to play with you, and I'll find someone who can kill you." The hacked guy is done."

"Hmm—" Even with a ruler's character, he couldn't help but get angry.

She understood that although the girl holding the magic sword in front of her was a [saber], she lacked basic chivalry and morality, and was more innocent like a child.

Innocent malice!

Berserker's compound eyes fixed on Joan of Arc, suddenly jumped up, and swung his arm like a whip.

Joan's expression froze, relying on her extraordinary agility to escape the massive pounce, her legs stepped on the ground vigorously, her body swept along an incredible trajectory, and her thick arms fell into the air.

Berserker roared like a beast, and rushed towards the ruler with a "joyed" smile!

He is a follower whose first principle is to resist "power", and if there is a judge of the Holy Grail War in front of him, the undoubted authority-【ruler】.

Then he has no reason not to attack Joan!

"ruler!!!!"

Berserker's attack kicked up a cloud of dust, making him look like a horrible ogre that brought mist.

But this meant that he turned his back on Saber, and Mordred, whose face sank, did not miss this opportunity.

She slashed at the tendon of Berserker's foot with a sword, Chi Lei roared, and the sharp magic sword directly cut off half of the sole of the foot!

Berserker lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground...

"Saber... didn't you just want to push the trouble on me?"

"Huh? What are you talking about, doesn't it look like I'm running from him then?"

The girl wrapped in armor let out a disdainful voice.

"What, are you looking down on me, ruler?"

Jeanne's eyes wandered, she coughed and said, "Cough, no...really."

The holy maiden of innocence never lies.

Saber jumped onto the berserker's back and thrust the sword into his spine—if that twisted bone could even be called a spine.

"Tsk, it really recovered." Saber cursed angrily, and left the monster.

In just a moment, Berserker's spine and soles returned to their original shape, even thicker. Spartacus came back to his senses, and stretched out the insect-like arms towards Saber and Ruler.

"Suppressors, collapse in the arms of my love!"

Spartacus will not hesitate, will not think, once the goal is determined, it will be carried out recklessly until every inch of flesh and blood is reduced to powder!

Raising the banner of rebellion against the oppressors, providing shelter for the weak, and fighting for the downtrodden people—this is his ultimate justice!

"It's so sad... so sad that people can't even see it... such a noble hero has been distorted to such an extent by the Holy Grail War."

If all this is for the Holy Grail, then this war is too hopeless!

Ruler looked gloomy, she knew this type of human.

People who sacrifice themselves for what they believe in, who only see "self-righteousness" and ignore legal principles, and who are unconscious even if they embark on the wrong path, that is-- fanatics!

"The martyred zealot . . . the one who walks the path of destruction."

In the past, a ruler was only one step away from a fanatic. Without the guidance of heaven, her hard heart might turn into a wall of thorns and reject everything.

Fortunately, she didn't. Even with such a tragic ending, she still accepted it willingly.

But unfortunately...someone couldn't accept this ending.

The former comrade-in-arms, the sick and weak man who only had a pale face in Joan's memory during his lifetime, turned into a crazy demon in the end.

Although there are also reasons for Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc does not think it is her own sin.

In other words, she didn't think it was the sin of anyone other than the person involved.

only......

"If I hadn't left and he had been given the right guidance, maybe he wouldn't have taken that path."

Not remorse, not resentment, just a little bit of regret.

"Disgusting guy!"

Saber wouldn't fall into emotion, after confirming that she couldn't defeat Berserker by ordinary means, she decided to release the Noble Phantasm, and wiped out this guy to the point where there wasn't even a piece of complete flesh left!

"Xiang Duanli's father—"

The vortex of magic power was whirling, Saber took off her helmet, and her golden hair swayed in the wind.

This huge magical power does have the power to wipe out Berserker in one blow!

"—Initiate a counterattack!"

The red light melted everything in front of him, leaving only the smell of burning vegetation, Saber's treasure left straight scars on the ground, and Berserker's huge body had already dissipated in the light.

"You deserve it, giant man!" Mordred was as happy as a child who had won a fight, holding up the magic sword and showing off his might.

In contrast, Ruler looked at something solemnly.

Saber was taken aback, followed her gaze, her face suddenly twitched, and she moaned in disbelief: "No way..."

Then, in their sight, the muscles began to regenerate from the fragmentary tissues, and then grew hideous bones, which were randomly connected together, and the extremely rough and wanton growth...

In the end, what appeared in front of the two was an ugly giant ten times more ferocious than before!

"That bastard!"

Just as Saber was about to continue the attack, an abnormal warning signal came from the bottom of her heart.

"Um!?"

Ruler also felt something, and the two looked at Berserker.His swelling didn't stop, even though he recovered all his body, he was still growing, and his body contained huge magic power...

"Are you planning to self-destruct and destroy everything?"

After being astonished, Saber laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you have a lot of backbone! I admire you, Berserker."

The current Berserker is a bomb made of pure magic power, and its power may exceed that of the Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.

"Saber, retreat quickly, if you insist on this kind of attack, even you will not be able to survive!"

"Goodbye, ruler, I'll just take a step ahead."

Mordred fled in spirit form with no psychological burden.

Since the Berserker wanted to blew himself up, there was no need for her to stay and die meaninglessly.

Ruler blinked, he didn't expect Saber to leave without hesitation...

Based on her previous experience and Letitia's modern knowledge, in the situation just now, shouldn't they let each other evacuate?

Originally, Ruler was looking forward to this kind of fighting friendship!

But she won't understand, for Mordred... common sense, to hell!

It was only then that Ruler remembered that because she was possessed by Letitia, she couldn't transform into a spirit body.

If you just run with your legs, you won't be able to escape the range of the explosion anyway...

"how so......"

Joan felt that nothing good had happened since she was summoned.

The luggage was destroyed by the red Lancer, so he could only board in the church.

He wiped his ass for the red and black parties, was arrested by an old nun, and had to face the copywriting work that he was not good at every day.

He made a fool of himself because of his empty stomach, and was noticed by the fancied archer, and accidentally ate strange food.