Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 890: Cutting through the Waves
"Archer, hurry up and keep the distance. Lancer could be defeated last time, but this time we must keep the distance."

Tohsaka Rin said to Chang Wei beside him.

There was a hint of urgency in her voice, but it was more calm and determined.

As the managers of the Tohsaka family's spiritual veins, every move they make will be monitored by other masters, and Tohsaka Rin is not surprised to be found. Now, the most important thing is to defeat the guy who comes to the door, ensure his own safety and the smooth progress of the Holy Grail War.

"Rin Tosaka, the head of the Tosaka family, I am Illyasviel von Einzbern, one of the masters participating in this Holy Grail War, the master of Berserker!"

A voice suddenly sounded, as if coming from all directions at the same time, making it impossible to determine its specific location.

Tohsaka Rin immediately looked around alertly, trying to find the owner of the voice, but found nothing.

She frowned slightly, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart. The Einzbern family? This is one of the three imperial families. I didn’t expect to meet him so soon.

"As the Yusan Family, shouldn't we eliminate the other participating guys first? What are we doing?"

Tohsaka Rin complained. She didn't understand why Illya came to her instead of dealing with other weaker Masters.

It was a giant as strong as an iron tower, and its muscular body expanded in a circle, like a moving mountain.

His skin was dark red, and his blood vessels were swollen to the point of bursting, exuding a violent and terrifying aura.

He said calmly: "Maybe just like you, I can summon a servant who is absolutely confident."

Chang Wei didn't see Illya, so he probably used a familiar to transmit the message. Instead of blocking Emiya Shirou, Illya approached Tohsaka Rin.

"That's it! Berserker, kill them all!"

Illya's voice was full of coldness and cruelty.

Chang Wei stood beside Tosaka Rin, staring deeply ahead.

Chang Wei speculates that this is probably the work of the reincarnators. Maybe there are reincarnators who entered in advance and established a relationship with the Einzbern family to cooperate.

This is Hercules, the true form of Berserker.

Two streaks of white mist came out of his nose, just like the steam boiling out after a steam engine is started.

He roared and rushed towards Tohsaka Rin and Chang Wei, making the ground tremble with every step he took.

Tohsaka Rin looked at Chang Wei dubiously. What she summoned was the first emperor of the ages - the First Emperor.

"Have you already discussed it?"

Illya's voice sounded again, interrupting Tohsaka Rin's thoughts.

He did not see Illya's figure.

How many comparable servants have there been since ancient times?
Could it be that the one summoned by the opponent was Genghis Khan or Alexander?

As Illya's voice fell, the huge figure immediately moved.

The wind howled, and the battlefield was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

Hercules, the hero chosen by God, was like a furious lion at this moment, his muscles were tense and his eyes were red, as if he could shoot out flames.

Every breath he took was like thunder, and every step he took made the earth tremble. "Ho ho ho -" Hercules roared wildly, his voice like the roar of a wild beast, echoing across the battlefield.

Hercules roared and activated the Noble Phantasm 'Twelve Trials'.

As Heracles roared, his body began to undergo amazing changes under the influence of magic.

The already strong muscles became even more swollen, and the skin became as hard as steel, as if wearing a layer of indestructible armor. His eyes were shining with blazing light, as if he could see through all illusions.

In this state, Heracles became almost invincible.

Any attack below B level, including B level, whether it is magic or physical attack, cannot break through his defense. His vitality has also reached an astonishing level, and even if he is fatally injured, he can recover in an instant.

However, the 'Twelve Trials' are more than just a simple defense. It is both a blessing from God and an immortal curse. Every time Hercules is resurrected, his strength will be improved to a certain extent.

This improvement is all-round, whether it is strength, speed or defense, it will be enhanced.

This ability made Heracles almost invincible on the battlefield.

In addition to resurrecting and ignoring most attacks, 'Twelve Trials' also has a third effect - making an attack that has been withstood once useless a second time, and the resistance granted does not require death once.

This means that no matter what means Tohsaka Rin and Chang Wei use to attack Hercules, as long as they don't defeat him in one go, their attacks will become increasingly ineffective.

Chang Wei pulled Tohsaka Rin and quickly avoided it, avoiding the danger of being directly attacked by Hercules.

Chang Wei's speed was almost beyond Hercules' imagination. He could only see a black afterimage flash before his eyes, and then disappear without a trace.

"Dark water!"

Chang Wei quickly released powerful magic power, and then, a powerful magic power began to surge around him. This magic power surged out like a black flood and spread rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, this black magic power formed a huge wave.

This huge wave was tens of meters high, and black magic power was rolling and surging in it, as if it had the power to swallow everything.

The huge waves roared towards Hercules, carrying a devastating momentum, as if they were going to swallow him completely.

Heracles stood on the other side of the waves, his eyes shining with blazing light. Although his figure was huge, he seemed so small in front of this huge black wave.

However, he did not flinch, but rushed forward against the huge waves. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step seemed to be stepping on the pulse of the huge waves, making the roar of the huge waves even more deafening.

When the huge wave touched Hercules' body, it seemed to encounter an indestructible barrier.

Hercules' body seemed to be protected by a layer of invisible force, and the huge waves exploded in front of him, turning into countless tiny water droplets splashing everywhere.

When these water droplets touched Hercules' skin, they seemed to be evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

Hercules roared on, his voice as thunderous as the thunder.

His figure loomed in the huge waves, as if he had become the master of this black ocean.

He waved the [Unmarked Ax Sword] in his hand. This huge stone tool seemed to be alive in his hand, cutting through the waves and dividing the rapids.

Every wave was accompanied by a strong wave of magic power, making the surrounding air tremble.

(End of this chapter)