This is the first time that Berserker has been knocked away. The false body made of ether has almost collapsed. The pitch-black armor is in dilapidated condition, and even the magic power to repair it is gone.
"aaaaa——!"
The roar was still loud, and he struggled to get up again, preparing to attack Mikael.
"Okay, the time for fun is over."
Mikael exhaled softly, and his white clothes were not even stained with a trace of dust. The battle with Berserker was more like teasing an angry kitten with a cat stick.
He turned to look at Kirshtalia and said seriously.
"My disciple, do you know what our celestial body Animusfia's best skill is?"
"Hmm...the profound magic knowledge accumulated?"
Kirshtalia thought for a moment and said uncertainly.
"Big mistake."
Mikael shook his head, "What Animusfia relies on is not that superficial thing. The so-called background is just the icing on the cake. Animusfia's real skill is the summoning of meteorites."
"Meteor Summoning Technique?"
Kirshtalia suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, but looking at Mikael's serious look, it didn't look like he was talking nonsense.
"That's right, it's the Meteor Summoning Technique, the great magic inherited by Animusfia."
Mikael snapped his fingers, and one star after another lit up on the night sky. For a time, the dark night sky was dotted with thousands of shining stars, forming an endless, layered and magnificent starry sky.
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[The sky is moving and everything is moving——]
One of them was teetering on the verge of collapse, then broke away from the sea of stars and smashed towards Berserker. The meteorite carried unparalleled power, no less than a blow to the city's Noble Phantasm.
Berserker looked up at the rapidly falling meteorite, but his body was fixed in place by an inexplicable force. The surrounding air seemed to have materialized, tightly binding him in it.
boom--!
The meteorite with the concept of a planet hit him firmly, and the powerful magic power exploded instantly turning Berserker into powder.
Needless to say, berserker is already in a state of lacking magic power. Even if any servant with abundant magic power takes a hit at the level of an anti-city Noble Phantasm, more than 90% of them will directly return to the Seat of Heroes.
Mikael took out the class card, and saw the blank bronze color showing the appearance of berserker. This is proof of the successful copying of the spirit base. Even though berserker has returned to the Throne of Heroes, you can still borrow berserker using this class card.
the power of.
He put away the class card and flicked Kirshtalia's smooth forehead with his bent fingers, which made the stunned Kirshtalia come back to her senses.
Obviously, Mikael still controlled the power of this meteorite. If it was allowed to explode with all its strength, at least half of Fuyuki City would be wiped out. Kirshtalia never thought that modern magicians could master this.
It is so powerful that even the legendary servants are no match for it.
"Meteorites are really strong..."
He murmured to himself, hazy thoughts quietly taking root in his heart.
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"It's really amazing. I didn't expect that there would be a magician as powerful as you in modern times. Are you interested in joining me? If you join, the Holy Grail this time will be ours."
The rider sighed sincerely. He could naturally find that Mikael did not use all his strength. To be precise, he had always been in a state of ease. It was more like a one-sided puppet show than a battle.
Although the destructive power of Kamui's wheel is very strong, it cannot reach the level of meteorites. Another of his Noble Phantasms was restrained by this wide-area attack, and that does not include the Archer who did not take action... In short, Rider
Mikael has already been included in the list of strong opponents in his heart.
"Hahaha, of course...impossible."
As if he heard some interesting joke, Mikael laughed heartily.
"It's a pity, but since you can't join me, then we can only become enemies."
"We are enemies. If you don't mind, I can send you back to the Throne of Heroes. If you go faster, you can even catch up with the Berserker who was just defeated."
Mikael said in a half-joking tone.
"As an Iskandar, I will never take advantage of others' danger. You have just fought with Berserker, and your magic power has been more or less consumed. When you fully recover, we will have another duel."
The rider shook his head. Even though Mikael's consumption was not great, he was not willing to win for this reason.
"Then Magician, let's say goodbye for now. When we meet next time, I will stir up all my passion to fight with you. Little master, do you have anything else to say?"
However, Weber did not answer his question. Rider leaned down and lifted Weber up by his collar, only to find that he had already rolled his eyes and fainted.
When Mikael unfolded the inherent barrier, Weber subconsciously wanted to use his knowledge to analyze, but what he had learned previously was useless in front of the magic combined with the mystery of the other world. The violent impact made him unable to help but
Lost consciousness.
"Cheer up, you guy..."
The rider sighed and stuffed Weber into his arms, and then tightened the reins of the sacred bull. He saw the bull screaming, lightning bursting under its hooves, and pulling the chariot towards the sky.
"What about you, ncer, do you want to continue the fight?"
ncer asked casually.
"I'm sorry. Although I really want to compete with modern magicians, my master has given me an order to evacuate. We can only meet again next time."
Lancer nodded, his body gradually became illusory, and finally the spirit child disappeared. Although Kenneth was unwilling to observe the battle in secret, as a mature magician, he could still suppress this negative emotion and decisively issued the order.
Ordered a strategic retreat.
Kenneth was no stranger to Kirshtalia Wodem. In other words, there were very few magicians in the Clock Tower who didn't know about this genius.
Since he also participated in this Holy Grail War and successfully summoned the servants, it is obvious that Animusfia has two mounted servants and has an overwhelming advantage.
Moreover, the strength shown by Mikael made Kenneth feel even heavier. Is this the strength of the ancestor of the Dead Apostles? He was like a monster. Even the Berserker class servants could be killed easily.
If it were me...
Although I don't want to admit it, I really can't face a Servant of the Berserker class directly. I'm afraid that facing Mikael will definitely be a disastrous defeat. It is necessary for me to find other Masters to form an alliance against Animusfia.
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If he loses to Animusfia in the Holy Grail War, El-Melloi's voice will probably be at the bottom among the aristocratic factions. Therefore, whether it is for his own martial arts or for El-Melloi,