Traveling through time and countless of me becoming the strongest

Lancer's eyes widened.

With just one strike, the Demon Spear who was using his double guns to parry was defeated by the strange power of the Demon Sword, causing his entire body to sink into the ground in an instant, and plowing a long mark on the extremely hard earth.

Sweating profusely, with cracks on the knuckles.

Drops of blood kept dripping from the magic spear onto the ground.

Even though Lancer suffered such a heavy blow, he still looked very miserable.

However, this was the most correct decision that this skilled spearman could make under the guidance of his B-level Mind's Eye (True) fixed skill.

After just one confrontation, Lancer was on the verge of death and still had lingering fears.

And at this time on the other side of the battlefield.

Ever since he saw the black swordsman's appearance clearly, he fell into silence for a long time.

In her seemingly resolute expression, she couldn't help but reveal some doubt. Saber, who was a little fragile, suddenly said, "Even if you have fallen into such a state, are you still going to chase me?"

"berserker..."

"No, Sir Mordred!!"

Volume 127: Chapter : Moon Classic, Kill Yourself

Artoria, are you awake?

The sudden and amazing wisdom of Saber in the Fourth War is really too amazing.

So much so that the Fifth War Saber, who was originally playing the role of Berserker seriously and trying her best to portray the majesty of the BOSS, became less emotional and even stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

To be honest, she herself was very clear that she was in the most confused period in Jianlan Hill at this time. Therefore, whether it was her reaction to the things around her or her pursuit of her beliefs, she would be more or less shaken.

But the problem is...

I wasn't so shaken at that time, was I?!

What kind of eyesight does it take to mistake the evil version of myself for Mordred's rebellious son? This is too embarrassing!!!

After the fifth battle, Saber quickly reached red temperature.

The reason is very simple, because it was just after Saber in the Fourth War loudly declared her amazing wisdom.

In the Tokoyami that connects the past and the future, everyone from Emiya Shirou to Toosaka Rin, from Lancer who was still wearing the store uniform where he worked part-time, to Caster who had been looking at him with strange eyes recently, and even Lancelot who was forced to stay in Tokoyami and give up his berserker vest, all burst into laughter of varying degrees at the same time.

Among them, Lancer and Toosaka Rin laughed wildly without any hesitation.

Emiya Shirou and Caster were still somewhat considerate and turned their backs instead of being so rude as to laugh in front of them.

As for Lancelot...

In fact, he really didn't dare to laugh out loud, but the problem was that sometimes he really couldn't help laughing, and finally he could only go into a frenzy with his armor shaking and bumping wildly, using the chaos of his mind to avoid the tragic end of losing his manners in front of the king.

Well, in the end, a loud noise was made: "Arthur!!!"

The fist is hard.

In an instant, Saber, the fifth fighter, felt murderous aura surging and killing intent boiling.

She had never been able to understand why Archer, a future Heroic Spirit from an unknown world line, would be so hostile to his past self.

Now she understands.

Sometimes our past selves really need a lesson!!!

"Arthur!!!"

Speak with hatred and gnashing of teeth.

Saber's 'acting' during the Fifth War had never been so perfect as it was at this moment.

That voice of Arthur, full of malice and curses, was a perfect replica of Lancelot. Anyone could hear the extremely complex emotions in it, and everyone would definitely regard him as a genuine berserker.

and so--

The next second, the fourth-class Saber, who was still concentrating and on guard, turned into an aerial flyer without any surprise.

boom! ! ! !

The pitch-black light cannon slashed violently.

The dark devil sword was so powerful that a mere swing could unleash a terrifying torrent of energy that could devour everything, and the blows it delivered were so terrifying.

So much so that even the Fourth War Saber has the intuition skill to provide help.

Before Saber used her magic power to boost her explosive speed and activated the power of the pitch-black magic sword in her hand provided by Shirou Emiya's friendly projection, transforming the enormous magic power into the most terrifying destructive explosive slash, she successfully adjusted her posture to parry and tried to fight against it by freeing the scabbard of the Wind King's Barrier of the holy sword in her hand.

However, even though the Wind King's barrier had transformed into a hammer and exploded fiercely, it still suffered a tragic defeat in this most direct conflict.

"What a powerful force!!"

The Fourth War Saber, who was easily blasted high into the sky, had her eyes wide open.

In those holy blue eyes, there was a flicker of unconcealable horror and confusion: "Such ominous magic power, such a terrifying magic sword, could it be that... Mordred gained new power after his death?!"

You still said!!!

You've already recognized the Noble Phantasm, why are you still in Mordred!!!

When she heard the words of speculation from the Fourth War Saber that were still astonishingly wise, relayed by Shirou Emiya, the Fifth War Saber, who had finally vented her sword, was really furious.

"Arthur!!!"

So she started chasing.

Just like the real Mordred, he allowed violent thoughts to surge in his brain and dominate his body at will. He burst out with an extremely terrifying momentum and swung out madly, destroying everything in front of him.

The pitch-black demon sword is roaring.

This magic sword, which is the reverse of the blackened holy sword, can be said to have brought the magic converter function of the holy sword to its extreme, so that every sword strike by the fifth-combat Saber that uses all her magic power to unleash skills can naturally produce extremely terrifying sword light.

The earth was torn apart and the waves were broken.

Every sword strike could leave an extremely terrifying groove on the solid ground of the dock.

Each sword could easily tear the stacked containers into pieces, dissolving them instantly, and using the most terrifying flow of magic power to melt them into pools of molten iron.

Every sword is a light cannon; every sword is a fatal blow.

Since her arrival in the world, Saber, who had never participated in a real all-out battle and could only be forced to watch Shirou Emiya fighting in front of her, finally broke out once in the past timeline ten years ago with the help of this "berserker" shell.

Must the Holy Grail War be conducted in secrecy?

Sorry, this idea did not even occur to Red-Wen’s Fifth War Saber’s mind.

There was only one thing on her mind now.

That is to teach my past self a severe lesson, even if it means chopping her back to that Sword Hill!

Yes, the Fifth War Saber, who had been turned red by the amazing wisdom of the Fourth War Saber, had no intention of showing any mercy. Because Shirou Emiya said that in the past copies of the Fourth Holy Grail War, the only thing to do was to make sure that the time nodes were focused on the ending where the Holy Grail magic was not used, and that one could only act in the past timeline as a berserker.

As for everything else, you are completely free to play.

And this...of course includes the most classic scene in the Moon World, "I kill myself".

boom! boom! boom! boom! ! !

Fifth War Saber's hunt for her past self continues.

Her completely unlimited supply of mana makes her a literal dock demolition machine.

Every dark flash of the sword is a manifestation of the murderous intent in the heart of the Fifth War Saber; every violent attack is an expression of her anger.

The same treasure, the same swordsmanship, the same magic power released...

In this desperate battle between myself and myself.

Although it is the same configuration, the obvious numerical difference produces extremely exaggerated results.

"No!!" The fourth-fighting Saber, who had to run for his life and struggle with all his might the entire time, barely managed to get a glimmer of chance to survive under the endless attacks of the pitch-black magic sword, finally turned back his amazing wisdom.

"Something's wrong! This Mordred... this berserker, something's wrong!!!"

Perhaps the desperate battle finally cleared her mind.

Once again, he was nearly engulfed by the pitch-black flash and made an emergency evasive move, but was kicked by the fifth-combat Saber on the opposite side as if she had foreseen the situation and was kicked directly away, crashing into the container on the spot.

Recalling the sense of déjà vu that I could feel at all times during the battle.

At this time, the fourth-war Saber, whose armor was torn in many places and bleeding, looked particularly miserable. Finally, under the urging of her intuition to call the police frantically, she came to a guess that was even more terrifying than the fact that the Berserker in front of her was Mordred.

This berserker...

It can't be that I will be the one who has fallen and turned evil after searching for the Holy Grail in vain in the future? !

The conjecture that completely follows intuition is terrifying, but the astonishing wisdom is still amazing.

Unfortunately, before the Fourth War Saber could sort out much of her thoughts.

Saber, who had never understood the Heroic Spirit Emiya so well as she did at this moment, once again descended from the sky, bringing with her a wild storm and blasting out terrifying light cannons that were enough to melt steel and tear the earth apart.

Yes, even though he had not truly released his Noble Phantasm, and even though he had been deliberately avoiding the area where Irisviel was the entire time.

But the fifth-war Saber's pitch-black holy sword, with its magic output at full capacity, still cut up more than half of the dock in a very short time, and forcibly brought the originally normal style of the Holy Grail War to an extremely outrageous level.

"This is really..." Seeing this scene, Lancer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his voice full of emotion: "...It's really eye-opening."

King Arthur and Mordred?

It’s fine that the legendary Knight King is a girl, but the rebellious knight is also a girl... Even a third-rate screenwriter wouldn’t dare to adopt such a setting, right?

"but......"

"Their strength is genuine."

Faced with the occasional AOE attacks, Lancer, who relied entirely on the sharp insight of his inherent skill Mind's Eye (True) and his exaggerated agility of up to A+ level to avoid damage, was actually calling it exaggeration and outrageous in his heart.

Especially the berserker who was firing on all cylinders.

Even though her movements were extremely violent, no matter how you looked at it, her rationality was completely devoured by the frenzied chaos.

But Lancer's intuition kept reminding him.

This berserker actually had a clear rational will throughout the whole process, and her wide-ranging movements, which seemed like she was just randomly swinging and slashing with light cannons, were actually very targeted.

"No! I seem to be moving away from Saber's Master."

Lancer, who had been forced to retreat to the edge of the dock, suddenly realized a shocking fact.

After careful observation, he was even more surprised to find that every time the berserker who looked like Mordred attacked, he accurately placed Irisviel in a safe range. As a result, the only area of ​​the entire dock that was not damaged was the area where Irisviel was, without even a single sword mark.

"Interesting." At this moment, Lancer heard the voice of his lord.

"Wait and see, Lancer...If the opportunity arises, I allow you to immediately use your Noble Phantasm to launch a surprise attack."

A magician from one of the twelve lords of the Clock Tower issued his order.

As a prodigy renowned in the Clock Tower, he showed amazing talent for various types of magic before he was ten years old, and reached the third rank, Pride, when he was a teenager. He is currently a powerful magician at the Brand rank. Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelud is a powerful magician whose attainments in magic, reasoning, and insight into magic-related matters are all matched by his self-confidence that can only be described as conceited.

Kenneth, who was standing on a high place and protecting himself with perfect barrier technique, was also keenly aware of the abnormality of the 'berserker', Saber the Fifth War.

"That level of magic power is definitely not something that an ordinary magician can provide. The spiritual power of the earth veins? A special magic furnace? I didn't expect that there is someone in this island country in the Far East who can do something similar to me. It seems that I need to modify the Holy Grail contract once again."

"Lancer, if you have a chance, kill the berserker first... Her condition is too dangerous. I don't like this kind of instability."

As a magician, Kenneth is excellent, but also conceited.

Therefore, he made no secret of his disgust for the chaos and unknown things outside the situation.

For example, the berserker in front of you.

For example...

That stupid student who had dared to speak nonsense in class and later stole the holy relic that he had carefully prepared, forcing him to summon this Lancer who had a head full of strange ideas.

Every accident is so disgusting.

So much so that Kenneth's expression couldn't help but twist when he just thought about it.

Kenneth swore that if he saw that stupid student...Weber Velvet again, he would use the most terrible means to let him know the cruelty and brutality of the fight between magicians!

Maybe it’s because of the legendary thought that there will always be a response?

Just when Kenneth once again recalled the humiliation of having his holy relic stolen by his students because of the existence of the Berserker, at this moment, a pitch-black light cannon different from the Berserker's almost devoured all of time and turned it all into burnt waste.

Thunder! Lightning! Lightning!!