บท 426: The Evil Force
The countless fist shadows arrived in an instant, reaching Berserker in a flash. Before the fists even made contact, the violent shockwaves caused the black smoke around Berserker to flicker wildly, like a candle in the wind, almost dispersing entirely.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The energy-concentrated fists pounded fiercely on Berserker. The black pillar in Berserker's hand was shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye. That black pillar, after all, was merely Berserker's Noble Phantasm, Knight Does Not Die With Empty Hands, converted into a weapon and didn't possess much power.
It seemed that Berserker wanted to retaliate, furiously swinging his fists to clash with the shadows of the fists in the air, making a "bang bang" sound. But how could he block all of the countless fist shadows?
In the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by the barrage of fist shadows. His body, like a tattered rag doll, was flung high into the air before crashing heavily into the ground with a loud "boom."
The ground instantly cracked and shattered, sending debris flying in all directions. The shockwave raised a cloud of dust that filled the air.
Just one strike like that had knocked Berserker to the ground.
Seeing this, Saber was shocked. She unconsciously gripped her invisible sword tighter, seemingly unable to believe what she had just witnessed. This small figure possessed such overwhelming power.
Of course, at this moment, she had forgotten that she herself was only barely over 150 cm tall.
Even the King of Conquerors was slightly stunned.
As the dust cleared, Berserker's figure reappeared. He looked quite miserable, lying in a large crater, his armor severely damaged from the battle. It was full of dents left by Kaguya's Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack, and crimson blood seeped through the gaps in the armor, emitting a pungent smell.
But it seemed Berserker hadn't given up. He roared in fury, struggling to stand up, while the black aura surrounding him grew even thicker.
Kaguya frowned and walked over. She stomped on his body with a loud boom, driving him further into the ground.
"Where is your Master?" she asked. But just as she finished speaking, she realized how foolish she was. Since he was Berserker, how could he possibly still have any reason left?
She turned her head, scanning her surroundings, but couldn't spot his Master anywhere.
Kaguya furrowed her brow. Since becoming a Servant, many of her abilities had weakened, including her eye techniques. Normally, her Byakugan could see up to a kilometer away, and her eye techniques should have had an even greater range. But now, she couldn't even reach a kilometer. Beyond that distance, she was helpless.
Just as Kaguya was about to use Projection to enhance her eye techniques, Berserker suddenly let out a furious roar. The black aura surrounding him surged violently, bursting with powerful energy. Caught off guard, Kaguya was thrown backward by the force.
In mid-air, she deftly flipped her body, her lithe figure tracing a perfect arc before landing gracefully.
"Ahhh!"
Berserker clutched his head, howling in pain, as the magic within him raged wildly. The black aura became even more intense, almost solidifying into a tangible form, dark as ink, radiating a thick, chilling aura.
Suddenly, Berserker lifted his head, his sharp, red eyes gazing far into the distance at Kaguya, as sharp as blades.
Just when everyone thought he was about to launch an attack, his body suddenly dissolved into shimmering starlight, dissipating into the air.
What's going on? Kaguya furrowed her brow. Berserker's target had been clear from the start—it was her. His actions confirmed it; he had launched a sneak attack while Kaguya was off guard, revealing his deep hostility.
Could it be that Zouken Matou isn't dead, and the Master isn't Kariya Matou, but that old thing Zouken?
If that's the case, it would make sense. Only that old worm would hold such a deep grudge against me. But this was merely Kaguya's conjecture.
"I didn't expect this guy to be so troublesome." The King of Conquerors walked over, smiling as he spoke.
"Are we that close?" Kaguya frowned, clearly annoyed. She hated being interrupted while deep in thought. "Please step aside."
"Such cold indifference," the King of Conquerors shrugged. He turned around and, with one hand, grabbed Waver, who had been watching the whole time, tucking him under his arm. Turning his head, he smiled and said, "You are a strong one. I had hoped for a thrilling battle with you, but it's already quite late, and you've also expended quite a bit of energy. I don't think there's any need for a fight now. I look forward to a fair duel next time. Ah, and with the King of Britain as well. Well then, we shall take our leave."
Without paying any mind to Waver's protests, he threw him into the chariot, laughed heartily, and, amidst a flash of lightning, drove the ox cart into the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon.
In fact, Kaguya didn't dislike the King of Conquerors too much. After all, he was bold and straightforward, and it was easy for people to like someone with his forthright personality. Of course, that's if he hadn't previously said something that angered Kaguya.
Now, only Saber and Irisviel were left on the scene. Oh, and there were two others as well—Emiya Kiritsugu and Maiya—but Kaguya hadn't noticed their presence yet.
Saber turned around, her pale green eyes glancing at Kaguya. She said, "Although I'd like to fight you, unfortunately, today isn't the best time. If possible, I'd like to have a chance to duel you in the future."
Kaguya didn't say anything but simply chuckled softly and began walking straight toward Saber.
Saber frowned, unsure of Kaguya's intentions. She tightened her grip on the sword in her hand, assuming a fighting stance, warily watching Kaguya approach.
"Stop! If you come any closer, I will regard you as—"
Suddenly, Saber froze. Kaguya had approached her not to fight but had taken her arm, gently placing her fingers over Saber's hand. A soft glow appeared at Kaguya's fingertips, and wherever the light touched, Saber's wounds healed at a visible rate.
"This is..." Saber's eyes widened in astonishment. The wound caused by Lancer's Gáe Buidhe, which should have been impossible to heal, had vanished without a trace.
"Nothing much, just a small trick," Kaguya said with a smile.
This was Kaguya's Mirror Flower, Water Moon ability, which could regenerate damaged flesh and tissue. Since it was not a mere recovery but rather a creation, Gáe Buidhe's curse couldn't prevent it.
"Saber!"
At that moment, Irisviel hurriedly ran over.
However, when Kaguya saw her, her whole body trembled, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in her heart. At the same time, her internal power seemed to sense something, becoming restless and agitated.
What is going on?
Kaguya was baffled. She didn't seem to have any connection to the woman before her. In fact, this was the first time they had met.
Suddenly, a sharp, excruciating pain struck her. Caught off guard, Kaguya nearly cried out. Unable to bear it, she clutched her head and squatted on the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" Saber blinked, sensing Kaguya's unusual state, and stepped forward to ask with concern.
But Kaguya, in her intense pain, couldn't speak. She merely bit her lip tightly as cold sweat poured down her back.
Saber, sensing something amiss, narrowed her eyes, tightened her grip on the Excalibur, and swiftly stepped back to shield Irisviel behind her.
Finally, amidst Kaguya's unbearable agony, a terrifying purple aura burst forth from her body.
Kaguya's pupils contracted sharply—this was undoubtedly an evil energy, the Dragon Veins Chakra.
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