After speaking, his body rushed out like a wild horse.

"I said, isn't that guy a rider? Why did he just run out?"

It was Zaruba who made the sound. It seems that he has not spoken much these days, and his sense of presence is a bit low.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go too!"

Just as he was speaking, Wei Gong took out the gemstone sword, and his figure disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Vlad III looked at Emiya's disappearing figure, his eyes flashed with interest.

【Um?Is it a space-type treasure?interesting. 】

Turning around, Wei Gong came to the battlefield.

A huge figure appeared in front of Wei Gong.

"Hahaha, are you the oppressor?"

"Ok?"

call--!

The whistling sound followed, it was the sound of a huge sword cutting through the air.

Sensitively dodging the blow, the blade flew into the air and cut down a big tree behind Wei Gong.

"Although he can speak, this personality really fits the job description of Berserker."

Looking at the berserker in front of him, Emiya's eyes flashed a gleam.

"traceon!"

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen treasures appeared above Berserker, directly piercing his body before he could react.

Nail it firmly to the ground.

"It doesn't look like a very strong follower."

With such a thought in mind, Emiya couldn't help but compare the servant in front of him with the mountain-like figure in his mind, then shook his head, throwing this unreliable comparison to the back of his mind.

After all, the great hero is the existence of the god after death, which is not comparable to ordinary heroic spirits.

"It's not enough, it's not enough!"

Suddenly, the pinned berserker reacted.

The body was turning, and the blood from the wound couldn't stop overflowing.

However, facing this situation, he was still laughing.

"O oppressor, this alone is not enough, now is the time to resist the tyranny of the oppressor!"

The arm that was nailed to the ground was lifted suddenly, bringing blood spray all over the sky, and the muscles were torn, but it did not affect his movements.

With the spare arm, he violently pulled out all the treasures nailed to his body.

This process is extremely bloody.

"Huh? From the perspective of action alone, it really fits Berserker's fighting style."

"Oh, oppressor, this degree of injury will not knock me down, I will play the triumphant song of victory!!!"

The heavy dagger was clenched in the severely injured hand.

The whole body tensed up, and then suddenly rushed towards Emiya.

Blood flowers are flying in the air.

But Berserker still didn't care. All he cared about was to solve the oppressor in front of him.

An extremely shocking impact.

However, this rough way of fighting is not difficult for Emiya.

With a light touch, the whole figure dodged this attack.

only······

"Wow--!"

At the moment Wei Gong left, the white servant rushed in, just in time for the blow.

Unable to dodge in time, he could only raise the gun in his hand to resist.

It's just that Berserker's muscle strength is at the level of A, while Astolfo's muscle strength is only at the level of D. In addition, Berserker's energy is charging, and Astolfo is naturally unable to block this blow.

He was sent flying and crashed into a tree behind him.

"What's the situation? Why do you use attacks as soon as you come here? You have to tell me in advance."

Patting the dust off his body, clutching his painful waist, Astolfo complained.

However, in the next second, he felt the sound of the blade cutting through the air again,

Crouching subconsciously, the blade touched his scalp and slashed across the big tree behind him.

Astolfo seized this opportunity and left Berserker's side directly.

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