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boom!
Three arrows that were comparable to grenade explosions missed Spartacus, and the resulting explosion swallowed him directly, and the aftermath of the waves continuously shattered the ground.

Siegfried's expression froze. He was a Saber class in charge of the frontal battlefield, and he was a little far away from the others. Even if he guessed the Berserker's Noble Phantasm, he couldn't inform him in time.

"Master, please tell other masters that the Berserker's treasure may be related to the attack, try not to attack him! lest the Berserker release the treasure!"

After quickly contacting Gold through the contract, Siegfried put the big sword in his hand behind his back again, and put his fists on his chest in a perfect defensive posture.

Gord, who was watching the battle with the help of the demon in the castle, shuddered, jumped up from the chair in an instant, and ran to Vlad III in a panic.

"My lord, Saber contacted me and asked the other masters to tell the followers not to attack the berserker, as if his Noble Phantasm needs to be attacked to a certain degree to be released."

Gold quickly repeated Siegfried's words, Vlad III frowned, no wonder the red side would let the berserkers come to provoke him.

If Saber hadn't discovered it in advance, it is estimated that this area will be destroyed when the Berserker's Noble Phantasm is released!
"You all heard it, tell your followers quickly."

Vlad III glanced at Coles, Fiore, and Serenike (Master Afu) next to him and said.

The three of them understood instantly, and contacted their servants through a contract to pass on this important news.

In the forest, Chiron, who had just shot three arrows, smacked his lips, and immediately put down the bow in his hand. I'm afraid his attack just now fueled the fire of the berserker!

"It seems that we need some controlling abilities, which can temporarily disable the berserker's ability to fight, otherwise it is impossible to capture them in this way."

Chiron was standing on the branch, he had nothing to do now, and the brainless attack was just to warm Spartacus, so he could only look at other people here.

Spartacus, who walked out of the explosion, looked like a bull standing up, and his strong muscles had even burst, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Oppression... oppression... oppression!"

Spartacus had his usual smile on his face, and Chiron's attack helped him pass another stage, and any further step would turn him into a monster without human form.

Standing in front of him, even Siegfried, who had faced a dragon before, felt a bit of pressure. Just imagine a powerful powder keg standing in front of him, who wouldn't panic.

Raising his arms, the shadow created by those thick muscles shrouded Siegfried's whole body below.

With a punch, the strong wind blows the flowers and trees constantly shaking, Siegfried folds his arms and forms a triangle to block in front of him.

boom!
The whole person rose from the ground in an instant, and was thrown into the air more than three meters high. The powerful force contained even made Siegfried's defensive posture a little unbalanced.

"It's really scary. Could it be that the attributes will also be improved?"

After two backflips in succession to lose his strength, and landed firmly on the branch, Siegfried shook his numb arm with a dignified expression on his face.

Although it can't break his defense, the superposition of such blows will make him very uncomfortable! …

"Saber, use my treasure and cooperate with little Fran's electric field control to subdue the berserker!"

Astolfo soared in the air on the eagle, constantly analyzing the situation below, it seemed that this berserker was not very smart.

All you need is Siegfried to withstand the frontal attack, find a gap to let Frankenstein use the electric current to paralyze Spartacus, and then use the treasure himself to successfully capture the Berserker!

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!"

Siegfried responded with a sound, and then rushed out with force from his feet, taking advantage of the air advantage and kicked Spartacus on the head, causing his body to fall backwards.

Relying on the recoil force, he immediately adjusted his body shape, and punched Spartacus continuously in the chest, causing his huge body to fall to the ground.

"Drink!
"

Frankenstein jumped out from the bushes behind him, raised his warhammer to draw magic power into electricity, and hit him directly on his body.

The golden electric current surged out instantly, swallowing Spartacus's body almost in the blink of an eye, and he fell to the ground and twitched continuously.

"Go on! Trap a! (Trap a)!"

Astolfo swooped down on the eagle, and the knight spear in his hand pierced Spartacus' arm directly, making it impossible to continue entering.

Although the power of this gun is small, its biggest effect is the additional ability!
Knight Algaria's knight spear can forcibly transform the opponent's knees into a spirit body or make them fall down. No matter where it touches, it will forcefully cut off the supply of magic power below the knees, and the body will regenerate for a period of time. Composition becomes impossible.

Even armor woven with magical power like Artoria's will be hit by this gun when it touches it!
"Ugh!"

Naturally, Spartacus had no way to escape. His two legs turned into spirit particles until the knees disappeared, and he could only collapse on the ground, completely losing his fighting ability.

Siegfly came over and took a closer look. It seemed that the task was completed, and it really took a lot of effort to get it done!

"The next step is to transport him back to the castle and let Caster accept the rest of the work."

Chiron also rushed here quickly, and said after looking at Spartacus.

Soon, a large number of puppets rushed here dragging heavy iron chains, and they divided the work in an orderly manner to tie up the rest of Spartacus' body.

"It's really convenient to have such a method! Magicians are really enviable sometimes!"

Seeing this scene, Siegfried also said with emotion, sometimes magicians can always make people's eyes shine.

Inside the castle.

Vlad III looked at Spartacus, who was bound by a large number of magic chains but still smiling, with a look of approval on his face.

Even though he had killed countless people, he had to admit that the servant in front of him had a fighting style that was not afraid of any pain, and even fed on pain.

"Pull it down, we have to return this gift to the red side, let Caster temporarily put down the work in hand, and give priority to transforming the berserkers."

Vlad III waved his hand and said, it is obvious that the red side's breach of promise also made him very disgusted.

The front foot just agreed to cooperate, but the back foot was stabbed. Who would not be annoyed by this kind of thing, let alone a king!

"I will. Now that the matter at the artificial man factory is over, Caster will do his best to tamper with the control of the red berserkers."

"We are ready for full-scale development!"