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Chapter 194 Dinner's ready! But I can't eat anymore!
Chapter 194 Dinner's ready! But I can't eat anymore!
The situation improved instantly.
The birds, who had previously been forced to dodge, now began to launch their own attacks.
The berserker clearly hadn't anticipated this situation.
His attacks, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, would have a large portion of their magic power consumed by the strange longsword each time it was about to hit a bird.
The remaining physical impact, though still heavy, was no longer enough to pose a fatal threat to the bird.
"roar!!!"
The berserker seemed to be enraged.
He felt his power being stolen, a feeling that drove him even more insane.
boom!
He stomped his foot and shot towards the sea at the pier like a cannonball.
Birds followed closely behind.
The two fought their way to the coastline.
But he didn't know that this was the berserker's home turf.
With the ocean right beneath his feet, this place offered endless amplification for the berserker who wielded a water-attribute Zanpakuto.
"Awooooo!!"
The berserker raised his trident high and roared to the sky.
Crash—!
The sea boiled.
Countless black water columns rose from the sea, transforming into ferocious water dragons that coiled around the berserker.
"Let...the water and the sky...reverse!!"
His voice came intermittently from beneath the bone mask.
As the bird watched this scene, its pupils contracted slightly.
"I never imagined that there was a self-aware entity capable of using a Zanpakuto."
He had assumed that the berserker, who had lost his rationality, would only hack and slash wildly, but he hadn't expected him to have this skill.
But the berserker didn't give him much time to think.
"Die!!"
As the trident swung down, the bird's pupils reflected the overwhelming black water dragon.
That was not natural water, but a highly compressed mixture of spiritual pressure and magic, containing rage and fighting spirit, ready to tear the bird to shreds!
The power of this strike was enough to completely flatten this entire dock area!
There is nowhere to retreat, nowhere to escape!
But why avoid it?
An unsettling magic began to stir, and the ever-heating blade was igniting the air!
"Roar, you plunderers!!"
The bird was only slightly surprised by the attack, but not afraid of it.
A deep, condensed, black-red slash that seemed to tear through the night roared out from the tip of the blade!
It soared into the sky against the tsunami-like swarm of water dragons, and wherever it passed, space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind a fleeting, ethereal trail.
boom-!!!
The slash and the water dragon collided with a deafening roar in mid-air!
In that instant, even the space itself seemed to groan.
The black and red energy devoured the water dragon's body, and the highly compressed magic was like a black hole being forcibly torn apart and swallowed!
Energy was rapidly drawn away, and sharp whistles echoed through the air—the mournful cry of boundless magic being sucked into the void.
A semi-circular energy turbulence barrier, a mixture of black, red, and dark blue, suddenly rose up on the coastline!
The turbulence shot straight up to a height of 100 meters before suddenly spreading outwards!
"What kind of power is this? Is this the characteristic of the Avenger class?" Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, the Master of the Lancers, murmured in the shadow of the dockside gantry crane.
As one of the twelve rulers of the Clock Tower and a Color-Rank Magician, he believed he had a thorough understanding of magic theory and the abilities of Servants.
But tonight, two heroic spirits that he could not recognize appeared.
Not only are their names and abilities unknown, but even their class is that of an Avenger whom he doesn't know much about.
Now, seeing the chaos caused by their fight, even he found it difficult to remain calm.
"Such a Servant is probably impossible to defeat directly; we'll have to find a way to defeat him through his Master."
"Dilmuth, evacuate!"
At this moment, the spearman Diarmuid Odier, who was no longer engaged in combat with Iskandar, received a message from his Master.
Although he also wanted to witness the end of the battle with the other two, his Master's orders took precedence.
"Well then, gentlemen, I'll take my leave. I hope we can settle this once and for all."
He bowed deeply, and then vanished into the darkness in a few flashes.
Iskandar and Artoria exchanged a glance, then ceased their fighting and chose to silently watch the Avengers' battle.
In the center of the battlefield, Asuka's situation was not as composed as it appeared to onlookers.
The impact was barely contained, and the water was even pushed back several meters, tearing the two water jets apart.
But the Zanpakuto in his hand, the one that had accompanied him through countless battlefields, was now transmitting something unprecedented...
Feeling full.
"I can't eat anymore!" White Wolf's voice echoed in my mind.
"You can't eat anymore after just one cut?!"
[You brat! It's all because you got tied up with that girl! If you force her to eat any more, she'll burst!]
[And you think that attack was easy to digest?! That wasn't an ordinary Grim Reaper! That was a captain-level full-force attack! Don't tell me you couldn't feel it!]
If this continues, he'll unleash his Bankai!
"Then you should use Bankai too!"
[You brat! You—!!]
Before White Wolf could say anything more, the opponent's trident began to emit a chaotic, deep blue light.
It was as if countless vengeful spirits were struggling within the energy of the water dragon, about to tear through the void and descend upon this world, their power growing ever more terrifying.
"not good!"
The bird knew it couldn't take the blow head-on.
He had mobilized all the magic power in his body, preparing to learn from a certain fragment that had split into 1,800 pieces, and find a way to take his Master away from the battlefield as quickly as possible.
As for whether the dock area will be destroyed, that's none of my business.
"Well--!!"
But the next second, the berserker, who was full of imposing momentum, suddenly froze.
His once arrogant figure, holding the trident high, suddenly swayed like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
The water dragon, which had been flying everywhere, collapsed with a splash the moment it lost control, turning back into seawater and drenching the berserker.
"What happened?"
The bird was stunned, and the raccoon in its hand stopped in mid-air.
The once ferocious monster was now clutching its chest in pain, emitting hoarse gasps.
The black aura emanating from him began to become extremely unstable, flickering like a light bulb with an unstable voltage.
Meanwhile, deep inside the sewers.
"Cough cough cough!!!"
Matou Kariya knelt on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
The blood was mixed with countless tiny insect corpses and emitted a foul stench.
His body was convulsing violently; he had completely lost sight in his left eye, and even his remaining right eye was beginning to blur.
"Heh...heh..."
'
Yan Ye's fingers dug deeply into the ground, leaving a bloody mark.
It's no use...
The berserker's series of outbursts, especially the final move that mobilized the power of the ocean, instantly drained all the magic power in his body and began to overdraw his life force.
The marking insects rampaged wildly inside his body, draining his magic power by gnawing at his internal organs.
This kind of pain is a hundred times more intense than being slowly sliced to death.
"cherry...
""
Yan Ye's consciousness began to fade, and her body had reached its limit.
"I'll keep this life to take revenge on Tokiomi..."
'
"Let's retreat."
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