Chapter 474: Reversal of Crisis
Neither a beast, nor a human, nor a monster, nor even a heroic spirit.
The huge servant, who was like a cursed god, finally dealt the final blow to the world.
Red Berserker's heart is filled with intoxicating happiness. The final blow will destroy all oppression and completely crush the symbol of power.
Of course, he has descended into madness... even he knows his own madness. However, he still couldn't stop. Because he is born with a nature that cannot bear to be subordinate to anyone.
No, that's not the case. He finds pleasure in being slighted and hurt. The feeling of something angry and corrupted settling inside him would bring him infinite pleasure.
So, he was smiling all the time. When this sedimentation reached a critical point, Spartacus launched a rebellion. As long as there are oppressors in the world, my own joy and anger will not stop.
Now, having obtained a second life, he is making the most powerful blow in his career. His vision was distorted, and the pain of each part of his body being gradually replaced by something was tormenting his mind, but that was almost over. It wasn't just a single blow in which all the strength was poured into it. Rather, it is what can be called the ultimate destruction that can only be achieved by dedicating everything one has as a sacrifice.
"Ah ha ha ha, the time has come, my blow will destroy all the suppression——"
His vocal cords were crushed by flesh and blood, covered and then healed, and he sighed. Spartacus completely ignored the ugly appearance his body had transformed into, and dedicated his life to the rebellious sword fighter, and finally struck that blow.
The target is the most powerful suppressor in this Holy Grail War - Ruler Joan of Arc, as well as the Milenian Fortress behind it. It was a blow that could almost touch the moon and knock down the stars.
Whether in life or after death, this is also the highest and strongest rebellious fist in his career.
Can my fists and sword reach the oppressors?
He couldn't know, nor did he intend to know. The sword fighter who devoted his entire life to rebellious asceticism ended his life with a smile, so free and easy, so decisive, just because——
"This is it, Spartacus!"
At the moment when the consciousness was interrupted and the body lost its restraints, all the joy and the hateful monster shape were completely liberated. The purple magic chain wandered on the bloated body, and the light of destruction penetrated thirty-five pairs of eyes. Nineteen mouths, forty-nine ears and even organs all over the body that can vent - then vent to your heart's content!
That was a tsunami, a tsunami rising towards the horizon, a tsunami unique to Spartacus!
However, the one who took this blow was the absolute arbiter of the Holy Grail War, Ruler.
Moreover, they are two divine men with extremely similar faces and temperaments.
Facing the enemy's attack, one held up the ideal land of Avalon, and the other spread the holy flag to protect the compatriots around him.
Just like that - Isolating the EX level torrent of destruction three feet away!
And as Daimao increased his magic output, this destruction also began to gradually turn the gun...
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When Artoria's independent Utopia (Avalon) shines brightly, the red side also successfully completes the assembly with the help of the empress.
"——It seems that everyone has had their fill of the Holy Grail War."
Looking at Karna who was unharmed, Achilles with a smile on his face, Atalanta with a dull face, Mordred with a gray face, and the Master Lion Zed beside her, as well as the black robe with the chest still intact. Amakusa said this to Sakuyue, who had a golden orb in front of her.
Hearing this, Shuo Yue looked at him, half-smiling but not smiling.
"Speaking of the taste, haven't you already experienced it?"
Before Amakusa could think deeply, he took the initiative to add: "As a master, you have successfully restrained Black Berserker, right? It's incredible."
Did it turn out to be referring to this battle?
The judge who had participated in the Third Holy Grail War, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Achilles had already broken free from the sense of loss caused by the interruption of the battle. Looking at Sakuyue and Karna, whose aura was exactly the same as his, the smile on his face grew stronger.
"After all, we vulgar warriors can only find pleasure in this kind of death."
These self-deprecating words caused Karna to nod slightly, and even Shuo Yue raised the corners of her lips and smiled without saying a word.
Once addicted, the pleasure of violence is harder to quit than drugs and alcohol.
"This fighting maniac, no, it's these three..."
Atalanta withdrew her furtive glance at Shuo Yue, perhaps because she was both a woman (she classified the Empress as a dangerous species), or perhaps because this beautiful young swordsman aroused her curiosity, Ta Miao Looking at the somewhat gray-faced Mordred, he took the initiative to talk:
"You look quite lost. Do you need my help in the next battle?"
Xiao Mo was still immersed in the confusion of being defeated by his father and being let go inexplicably. She glanced at Ta Miao subconsciously and said casually: "No need, that is a matter that only belongs to me and my father... and Hei Assassin. "
father? Father?
Ta Miao was so keen, she could guess the name Mordred changed her name by just twitching her animal ears. She felt very excited when she ate a big melon for no apparent reason.
The enemy wrapped in black robes, looking gloomy and slender, and who could fight on equal terms with Shuoyue, was Saber's father? And it seemed that Saber had suffered a great loss...
Father, father... so good...
Atalanta, who had been an orphan since childhood, was a little absent-minded for a while. She looked at the blonde knight girl and inexplicably felt that she had an emotion that she had never experienced before, and she couldn't help but feel a little envious.
Without asking any more questions, she turned her head to look at the empress and said directly: "Since Berserker is about to explode, what should we do next?"
I thought that the priest and the empress, who had been working together with confidence, would immediately give orders, but at this time, the two people on the throne frowned inexplicably, and only raised their heads after hearing Ta Miao's question. The empress snorted coldly, waved her hand, and presented the image captured by the familiar.
"We were prepared, but something unexpected happened - Assassin on the black side used his treasure, and Spartacus, who was about to explode, is now rushing towards us."
Spartacus is approaching us? !
You know, this smiling boy is now equivalent to "little boy" and "big Ivan"!
Upon hearing this, everyone, including Xiao Mo (who heard someone calling Dai Mao), raised their heads, and an incredible reflection appeared in their vision -
When that little glow appeared, the light ball formed by magic power and spirit particles was bounced away, and quickly shrank and pulled under the power of blocking, as if it was held tightly by an invisible hand, and slowly flowed back.
The mysterious power pulled the black hole-like monster, compressed from the deep starry sky, and accumulated huge power. Even the world cannot bear such a heavy thing, the air broke, the void wailed, and the sound of the collapse resounded through the sky.
Finally, gravity and will were completely broken by the wall of Utopia, and the monster-like gladiator completely lost his form and turned into dazzling and brilliant light, dispersing in all directions. The aftermath alone flattened the forest and wiped out all objects on the ground.
And the extremely terrifying ball of light was finally reversed by the "Isolated Town" and flew out of the collapsed space.
At that moment, the premonition of death exploded in the hearts of the red servants.
Even if it was just a light and shadow cast by magic.
Because they could feel that the crisis had locked them.
Straight, firm, coming to the sky courtyard!
The remaining chapter will probably be posted later, and I went to attend an interview today.