In the center of the cemetery, crisscrossing energetic energy filled every corner, stirring up countless dust and gravel.
The air solidified due to the momentum of the warring parties, but was split and crushed by the violent weapons, creating a strong airflow that seemed to be able to tear everything apart, wantonly destroying the surrounding terrain and plowing long and narrow grooves on the ground.
The black greatsword carried a shrill buzzing sound and was so sharp that it could easily cut through the treasure. Even the incomparably brave Berserker had to retreat in the face of this sword.
If it were an ordinary heroic spirit, facing this weapon that could cut through iron like mud, he would have been cut into a stick long ago, but Berserker was a top-level hero of legendary rank after all. He manipulated the axe with uneven blades and used the combat experience engraved in his muscles and soul to tenaciously block the attack.
Duke wielded the greatsword, and his agile figure became faster and more fierce as the battle went on. Moving at high speed, his body could not be captured by the naked eye, and only at the moment when the weapons of both sides collided would it be illuminated by the shining sparks.
A burst of intense sparks was produced when the weapons collided. Berserker tried to pull back, but this time Duke did not give him the chance. He stomped his feet hard and launched a charge following Berserker's retreat.
The next second, a dark edge flashed by, and the axe was cut off again. The part held by Berserker was only a quarter of its original length, like a roughly polished stone kitchen knife.
The high-frequency cutting continued to crush Berserker's flesh and bones, and large amounts of dirty blood splattered everywhere. Duke's eyes flashed coldly as he thrust the sword forward. The tip of the sword pierced through his heart and spine, revealing a cold light on his broad back.
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"The seventh time, you will be torn apart by thunder..."
“Roar, roar, roar————”
Duke was interrupted by a loli voice in the middle of his words. Illya ran over with tears in her eyes, and stood between Duke and Berserker with open arms, with a hint of begging in her angry eyes.
"The eighth time, you will be frozen to the bone..."
This is a cursed sword. Once hit, it will leave an unhealable cursed wound. The power of death will devour the vitality of the wounded and eventually turn them into a pile of dry bones.
The long sword wrapped in black mist was not a high-frequency weapon, so it was not sharp enough to cut through iron. It only left a bone-piercing wound on Berserker's tough body. But this wound made him scream in pain in his frenzy. The gray color filled with death spread to the surroundings, devouring life and leaving behind fine sand that was constantly weathering.
The terrifying power stirred up by the two swords should have completely crushed anything they encountered, but the flaming sword was often able to arrive first and cut off the attack route, forcing them to hastily return to defense.
Berserker cried out in pain, opened his huge hands and reached for Duke's head with the roar of a falling shell, but Duke dodged it swiftly and retreated a distance in three or two steps.
"For the eleventh time, shatter it in the endless void..."
"Is my Holy Grail War in Purgatory Mode? If I had known, I would not have come. Emiya Shirou would definitely not survive..." Red A shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he was very unwilling in his heart. Compared with Duke and Berserker, his strongest melee combat was a bit unimpressive. Thinking about the trump card 'Unlimited Sword Works', it didn't seem very reliable.
The strong air pressure created by the swinging of weapons and the movement of both sides forced several people dozens of meters away to retreat continuously. The burning feeling in the air made their chests and abdomens seem to be scorched by heat waves every time they breathed. Just as they raised their arms to block the dazzling golden light, Berserker was pierced through the chest by the flaming sword, and the tip of the sword pierced his back and burst into a fire dragon, swirling around and roasting Berserker's body into charcoal.
Berserker was beaten up and hung up and beaten in various ways. He failed the twelve trials eleven times and had only one life left. No one thought he had a chance of turning the tables.
"Berserker! The fourth time, you will die in flames..."
Buzz buzz buzz————
As for Duke, he was also struggling to resist the terrifying force that erupted from Berserker's sword. The stronger the enemy, the more it could stimulate the power hidden in his body. He smiled happily, his eyes narrowed into thin lines, and after a light shout, he pressed Berserker forward step by step.
The inherent skill 'Battle Continuation' endows Berserker with a tough body and a powerful vitality comparable to that of a legendary creature. With only half of his body left, he held the black sword tightly in mid-air.
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"The fifth time, you will be shaved into a skeleton by the strong wind..."
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Duke clenched his five fingers into a fist, and another pitch-black heavy sword condensed into shape. The sword body was surrounded by black mist and carried a strong smell of decay. Wherever the sword passed, the air suddenly stagnated, and even the wind was killed.
Duke did not give Berserker a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of the momentum of the axe-sword charge, he stepped in front of Berserker's chest, swung his sword to chop off the big hand that was grabbing him, and then spun like a gyroscope, splitting Berserker in half in one fell swoop.
The sound of the ringing stopped. Duke had no intention of desecrating the corpse and pulled back the sword, but Berserker's bloody hands tightly grasped the sword. The muscles in his chest and back also contracted and closed together, and even though he was dead, he did not relax, giving people the feeling that the long sword had pierced into the cooling molten steel and had become one with it.
Boom!!! The two pitch-black swords collided, and a violent storm blew in all directions, overturning large tracts of soil and the ground, and Duke's silver hair was blown back.
Berserker's feet sank into the ground, his leg muscles tensed and swelled, firmly rooted in the ground, large cracks spread behind him, like a twisted thin snake moving bit by bit. The A+ level strength was unworthy of his name of Hercules, but it was enough to sweep away all the servants. But at this moment, even if all the blood vessels under the skin of his arms bulged, and he concentrated all his strength into one point, he could not defeat the enemy in front of him.
"Little girl, don't say that, it will make me think you are a villain!" Duke smiled faintly and reached out to rub Illya's head.
"The twelfth time, you will die..."
"Berserker!!!"
Clang!!! Duke swept Berserker away with his sword, and rushed in front of him in an instant, swinging his iron sword through his shoulder blade and nailing him to the ground. Then he pulled four big swords down from the sky with one hand, piercing through Berserker's limbs, making him unable to move.
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"For the ninth time, you will be abandoned by the light into the abyss..."
Duke's speed of moving forward changed from slow to fast, and he deflected the sword and caught Berserker off guard. While he was drawing his sword to block, the black sword light slashed diagonally from his shoulder to his lower abdomen.
"You old man, you are not allowed to hurt him!"
"This...what exactly happened in the future? Why would such a monster be born? Could it be that aliens invaded the earth with a space fleet, so powerful heroes came into being?" Red A complained silently, not knowing how to express the complexity in his heart.
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The people watching on the edge of the battlefield widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide, expressing shock with superb facial expressions. The great hero in Greek mythology was killed eleven times in a row. Who else could be Duke's opponent?
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Duke licked his lips, a delighted smile spread across his face, loosened his sword, stepped back a few steps, and waited for Berserker to revive.
"For the tenth time, the abyss is unwilling to accept your remains..."
For Berserker, who is good at using heavy weapons to crush his enemies, the axe and sword are the most suitable weapons for him when he loses his mind. The short sword in his hand can no longer exert his strongest combat power.
Berserker is a legendary hero whose strength is beyond the reach of human beings, but his enemy Caster is obviously a level stronger and has reached an unimaginable level.
Duke still responded with an incomprehensible roar, but everyone could feel that Berserker was even angrier than before. He forced Duke back with a leap and slash, picked up the Death Sword Duke had discarded, held one in each hand, and swung it into an indestructible sword net, pressing down on Duke madly.
"Hercules, you are indeed a legendary hero. You cannot be defeated even if you die. This hearty battle really makes me fascinated. You still have ten lives. Come over here quickly and make me even happier!"
"It's useless. I have seen through your swordsmanship. It's all over!!"
“Roar, roar, roar——”
Berserker died for the fourth time! Clang! An invisible sword appeared in Duke's hand. The surging wind stirred the fields, and the wind blades cut the ground into crisscross marks.
Berserker died for the third time! Duke casually stuck the long sword filled with death into the ground, and under the call of magic, a flaming sword with golden light condensed.
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"The sixth time, you will be crushed by the gravity of the earth..."
“Roar, roar, roar——”
Clang! Berserker swung his sword twice, but did not hear the expected buzzing sound. He was as rational as nothing and did not think much. He roared and charged at Duke. Even in a frenzy, he did not abandon the dignity of a great hero. He wanted to defeat Duke and wash away the shame of being killed continuously.
As if hearing Duke's voice, Berserker's lifeless eyes opened again, red light bloomed all over his body, his shattered body was restored to its original state, he drew out the greatsword in front of his chest, and stood up again.
Like he said, it's not difficult to kill Berserker in twelve ways, he has plenty of them.
"You promised!?"
"Haha, after all, I'm not a devil!"
Just as Illya showed a smile of having survived a disaster, Duke continued his unfinished words: "Berserker, for the twelfth time, you will be devoured by the dragons!"
As the cold voice fell, a terrifying pressure swept across the entire venue. In the magic circle that lit up behind Duke, five huge dragon heads emerged one by one...
(End of this chapter)