Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

The manifested stream of heat directly hit Berserker's chest. Even though he had resisted subconsciously, Berserker was still blown away by the huge impact, leaving behind a bit of scorching air with a burning smell.

Berserker smashed through the wall just like that, and fell into a residential house without losing momentum, covered by the collapsed building and the rising smoke.

"Master, it's done."

I don't know when, the magic chain summoned from the void has locked Matou Kariya, and Medea has stabbed him with the talisman that can break all magic, breaking the contract between the two. In the case of Zhongyingling, she can even use her own strength to forcibly take away the dominance of the contract, but the risk is much greater.

After all, the difficulty of dealing with followers and masters is not at the same level.

She raised Matou Kariya's hand with the chain of magic power, and easily transcribed the Command Seal in the opponent's hand.

Now, Matou Kariya is completely out of the game.

But things still won't stop here. When the contract is broken, any sensible follower should stop the consumption of magic power. Otherwise, even if the magic power in the body is full, it will not act alone when the supply is lost. skills, after fighting for a while, they will disappear.

But Berserker is an exception. After being berserk, they have no sense at all, and they are not aware of the current situation.

"Roar--!!!"

A crazy figure rushed out of the smoke and dust again. When there is a contract, he will run away because of his obsession, let alone without a contract. When he loses the chain, he will only follow the instinct of destruction and destroy the enemies in front of him. do.

"Are you going to kill him? Berserker's magic will dissipate in a short time."

Medea raised her wand and made a safer suggestion.

"It's too wasteful," Roland laughed, "Although he can't fight against those breakouts, this guy has other uses. The current Saber seems to still be holding the initial version of the dream of restoring the country. In order to use those To use the power of the Holy Sword, you have to wake him up from his dream, but I have no intention of talking to men, let this mad dog do this troublesome thing."

Roland shook his hand, and the red luster flowing like lava flowed in his pupils.

"Stay away, caster, next, I will teach this rabid dog to obey."

He raised his hand again, the violent burning flames condensed into bright red, and charged towards the berserker again, the red flames that seemed to burn everything in existence exploded the moment it touched the berserker, and in the blink of an eye Then he devoured and burned his body, and the armor made of magic power disintegrated again.

Although these damages can be restored by consuming mana, in terms of Berserker's current state, the consumption of these mana is definitely not good news.

In the flames like a tide, the frantic thoughts did not affect Berserker's instinct, his unparalleled martial arts allowed him to make the most accurate judgment no matter what the situation was.

In an instant, he reorganized his armor again, grabbed a broken iron rod, and let the dark red lines turn it into a conceptual treasure. His body as firm as steel was crushed like a chariot, and the earth Make a miserable cry.

In an instant, Berserker turned into a blurry phantom and galloped on the ground, even faster than before. Knowing that there was no supply of magic power, he actually chose the all-or-nothing tactic!

Even from the perspective of caster, who is also a follower, the full strength of beserker can only make her see a black line full of fighting spirit and madness. Under the trampling of steel boots, the ravaged ground shatters behind beserker. It cracked and collapsed, like a tide rising from the ground.

But Roland just stood there, exerting a little force on the soles of his feet, and easily resolved Berserker's offensive. Dense cracks like spider webs began to radiate from him as the center, followed by scorching flames.

With just one thought, the ground under Roland's feet was wrapped in flames, melting into the color of amber and glass. Surrounded by scorching waves, even a berserker had no choice but to step into the molten ground and take this last road The direct terrain protection was shattered, and then he jumped up high, and slashed down wildly with the crude weapon in his tight hands!

"Are you crazy? Go and help your Master!"

Matou Kariya, who barely regained his sanity, had just recovered from his trance, and what he saw was just such a scene.

It is impossible for a master to fight against a follower, this is common sense in the Holy Grail War, even a proud magician has to admit this.

As a hero from ancient times, even an assassin is not something a normal magician can fight against.

And Berserker is even more so, he is Lancelot, even among the world-renowned Knights of the Round Table, he is second to none, and directly ignited the fuse that led to the collapse of King Arthur's kingdom.

In the face of many monster servants in this war, he is also a first-class follower even when he loses his mind. Although he may have flaws in Noble Phantasms due to madness, but in one-on-one battles, Lancelot's strength will only become stronger.

You know, even the legendary Sun Knight Gawain was beheaded by Lancelot.

"Don't worry, as a magician, don't you even know how to strengthen magic? If I cast it as a caster, even an ordinary person will have a body comparable to a servant."

Caster glanced at Matou Kariya, and said unhurriedly.

"Then you can use it! If your master dies, without the supply of magic power, you are just a useless soul of the berserker who ran away."

"The problem is here. I have already used it, but the strengthening effect it brings is not as obvious as the master itself."

Looking at the scene on the battlefield, Medea said with some resentment.

"Eh? What do you mean?"

Kariya Matou turned his head blankly and looked at the scene on the battlefield. Under the attack of the black knight falling from the sky, Roland just took a deep breath, and the red flames circulated in the air, turning into scorching magic power in the air. Flowing in his body, turning the circulating blood into a blazing fire.

Medea's strengthening magic is indeed very effective, but it is not worth mentioning in front of the magic power provided by Roland's soul. Even if it is unconscious, this body has the ability to easily jump up to four floors. Building roof fitness.

It was also Roland's first attempt to see what the consequences would be if he exploded with all his strength.

He slowly exhaled the breath enough to ignite the matter. The servants were monsters from the Wheel of Restraint, which was Roland's inherent knowledge in the past.

They can destroy the surrounding environment with a single blow, and the aftermath of the battle is enough to cause countless casualties to ordinary people. In the past, Roland thought so.

But after witnessing the battle between servants with his own eyes, this concept has changed. The power flowing in his body can keep up with this level of battle even if he doesn't use his full strength. Then, what can he do when he explodes with all his strength Woolen cloth?

The answer is right in front of you.

"visible--"

The shadow that was amazed by the eyes of the servants was captured tightly by Roland's eyes.

In his eyes, the world seemed to be elongated, and Lancelot's movements seemed so boring, like a freeze-frame picture played frame by frame, clearly visible.

This kind of attack, this kind of speed, the swelling desire and arrogance made the corners of Roland's mouth upturned unconsciously, as if infected by the berserker in front of him, he also let out a maniacal laugh.

"Poor and weak! Poor and weak!"

He didn't intend to wait any longer, he also leaped into the sky, took a step ahead of Lancelot, and easily grabbed the iron rod that had been chopped off with a mighty force, then turned around, grabbed the end of the iron rod, and smashed Berserker hard To the ground!

As a master, is he actually stronger than a follower?

After witnessing this scene that shattered his three views again, Matou Kariya could only widen his eyes and let out the most genuine sigh from his heart.

"—he's just superhuman."