Experiencing death could always bring back a lot. There was a saying that only those who had truly experienced death would understand how precious life was. But this was for ordinary people because death was a one-way trip to them, and there was no second chance.
But for those who were mysterious existences, death was just a very rare and ordinary thing. If death had no special meaning to an existence, then its existence itself would lose its meaning.
Swish!
A sharp blade gleaming with dark light brushed past Saber's arm, creating sparks on the sturdy demon scales. More than a dozen scales were shattered, and the scorching blood spurted out. Saber's face under the helmet twitched in pain.
It was painful. Not only was it physical damage, but there was also a damage amplification effect similar to a curse. Every time the pain was inflicted, it would stack on top of the previous pain. It was almost exponential. But what was even more difficult to deal with than the stacking pain was Erica, who was jumping around with afterimages in front of him.
"Are you satisfied with the way I am now? My little baby? "
After being killed 28 times, Erica, who continued to improve through death, had become a shadow ninja master that gave Saber a headache. Every time she moved, she would drag a series of afterimages behind her. It was not only visual afterimages but also a very high-level fighting ninjutsu. Her body could freely switch between these afterimages, making every punch of Saber's had at least a 50% chance of missing.
Her voice seemed to carry a special layer of vibrato, shuttling back and forth in the darkness.
"Do you want me to help you have some fun? Not talking? Then I'll take it as a yes … "
"Baby, I'm coming!"
Erica, who had flashed into the darkness, licked her lips. She had been endowed by the beast hiding in her soul with super endurance, strength, agility, high adaptability to the darkness, and a battle instinct similar to that of a beast. Except for the lack of self-healing, Erica seemed to have been strengthened 28 times and turned into a superman.
On the battlefield, in addition to the two people fighting wildly, there was also a summoned shadow hound. It was very similar to the one Casillas once summoned, but it was not corrosive. Instead, it was endowed with a stronger physique and a crazy fighting will. It would often circle behind Saber and launch a surprise attack on him in groups.
In this case, the best way was no longer to defend. Otherwise, he would be dragged to his death sooner or later. Saber was not Erica. He would be done for if he died once.
"Swish!"
The energy scythe with chains flew out from Erica's hand and slashed at Saber's neck. The latter took a step back and dodged the attack by a hair's breadth. The layer of dark energy on the surface of Saber's body had been dispersed. After reaching the maximum strength his body could bear, Erica felt that she had a great advantage.
At this time, the one with the advantage would usually say a few words according to the rules. Erica, who was dominated by her second personality, seemed to be the same.
"Why are you dodging? Do you hate me? "
Her voice as sweet as honey reverberated in the space around Saber. The figure that flashed by made Saber narrow his eyes, but he still said nothing. He clenched something in his left hand. When Erica's figure appeared again, Saber's fingers moved slightly.
"Got you!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Binding chains flew out of his hand like venomous snakes. They were still chains with binding runes produced by Kamar-Taj. 1,800 small chains shone with the light of binding runes and flew out from five directions, completely enveloping the space within three meters of Saber. Then the next moment, they suddenly tightened.
This kind of binding chain could directly bind an incomplete archangel, and it naturally had a strong suppressive effect on mysterious creatures like Erica, who had not exceeded this level. In fact, the moment the chains left Erica's hand, she sensed that something was wrong. But she was forcefully dragged out of the darkness halfway through her space jump.
The chains bound her body layer by layer, confining the power of the shadow beasts in her body. The runes shone and creaked as Erica struggled. Saber held the tail of the chain in his left hand. He pulled forward, and the chains collided and pulled Erica to the ground.
"You feel it, don't you?"
Saber lifted her from the ground and grabbed her in front of his eyes. "It's coming out soon, right?"
His eyes were bright, and a trace of panic flashed in Erica's gray eyes. She shook her head.
"I don't know what you're talking about! Let go of me! This game isn't fun at all! I don't want to play anymore! Let go of me! "
"Hehe."
Saber swung his right hand, and a dagger engraved with evil-warding runes appeared in his hand. Without hesitation, he stabbed it into Erica's chest, straight into her heart. The body of the shadow assassin master in front of him began to tremble wildly, causing the binding chains to let out a mournful cry. She was in great pain, and the shadow-like patterns moved on her face like spreading vipers.
"Let it out … I have something to say to it!"
Seiber flicked his wrist and retracted the chain. He pushed Erica back, causing her to lose her balance. She stumbled a few steps back and fell to the ground. Black blood flowed out from her body. Erica was like a fish out of water. She opened her mouth with difficulty, trying to breathe, but she couldn't.
She couldn't breathe air, or in other words, she couldn't breathe life.
"It's coming. I can't wait … You'll regret it!"
She glared at Seiber viciously. Seiber shrugged with a cold expression on his face.
"I'm here for it. I've played with you long enough … It's time to get down to business!"
Saber picked up the war hammer on the ground and leaned it against the ground. He watched Erica exhale her last breath in pain. Like the previous 28 times, her body was wrapped in gray mist as if it had formed a large gray mist cocoon. But this time, the "rebirth" lasted much longer.
This was natural. If the previous 28 deaths only weakened the instinctive suppression of Erica's main body, and made this body more compatible with the shadow beast's power step by step, then the 29th death was the most important step to truly release the beast. It meant that Erica, the symbol of her soul, had been killed by Saber just now. What was about to appear was the real carrier of the beast.
It was a "beast" that had transcended the shackles of consciousness and flesh, and was born in the real world with its true original appearance!
Releasing oneself through the death of the carrier … This sounded evil enough. The pain and torture caused by death were reversed 29 times. Saber could even see Erica's tormented soul being swallowed into the rolling mist like an object.
She stood up and stood in the same place as before. But when she opened her eyes, her gaze was the same as the one that Saber had seen once before. It had a wild, cold, and calm aura, like a piece of ice hidden under the mist.
This was the real "beast". It had no rationality, no emotions, and only existed.
More than ten seconds after she appeared, she began to breathe for the first time. It seemed that even the act of breathing was so strange to her. The moment she inhaled, visible dark airflow appeared in the space. All the darkness in the entire space seemed to be sucked into her nostrils.
The intensity of the storm made Saber feel like he was in the eye of the storm. His hair, cheeks, and the dark power that wrapped around his body felt like they were being pulled.
"Phew …"
She heaved another sigh of relief, and the thin darkness in the whole space was filled again. She was like the legendary behemoth in the sky. Every breath she took represented the appearance of a storm. Just by standing there, she had a special deterrent force.
"That's more like it!"
Saber grinned under the helmet. This was the guy he needed. The thing he was looking for was hidden in the body before him. So the next moment, he held the war hammer upside down and rushed at Erica who was standing in the same place.
"Take this!!!"
The war hammer that was wreathed in dark flames left a deep trail of light in the air. This weapon was said to have originated from the Greek God of War, Ares. It was covered in frightening conical spikes, and as the flames flowed, it was as if one was holding a torch, making this strike even more powerful.
When the Hell's Gate opened, it had been proven that Saber's full-strength strike could directly destroy Lucifer's magic shield. Its power was astonishing. Although the beast did not have rationality in the traditional sense, it was the instinct of all creatures to avoid harm. So when the hammer came crashing down, she retreated without hesitation.
Boom!
The war hammer hit the ground, and energy splashed up and exploded under their feet. Saber did not stop but smashed his hammer again. This time, the beast did not hold back. She also waved the shadow power and launched a counterattack. But when the war hammer and shadow blade collided, the awakened beast looked up and saw Saber's eyes that had turned dark red with a ring of fire shining in them.
"The real battlefield is not here … I heard that you like to eat souls … Then come, I'll take the initiative and let you eat to your heart's content!"
Hum …
Saber's vision blurred, as if his physical body had squeezed into a sponge soaked in water, making it difficult for him to breathe. He tried to enter the chaotic soul in front of him with difficulty, but like a person who was blocked outside the city wall, he could not enter the soul that had sealed itself.
But this kind of challenge to the soul also angered the beast who relied on her instincts. She raised her left arm as if she was giving the order to attack. The first blurry shadow appeared behind her, holding two katanas in its hands. Its body shape was very familiar. It was Murakami who had just died. But at this time, this guy's body was covered with a layer of black mud-like stuff. It was like a combination of soul and darkness, creating a body for him out of thin air.
And Murakami was only the first one. Nothing could be seen from the shadow beast's expressionless face. Behind her, a shadow door had already opened, followed by a second, a third, a fourth … Until the space between the two of them was filled with all kinds of souls, from ninjas of the Hand to ordinary children. Under each wriggling mass of black mud was a soul that had been devoured by the shadow beast.
In an instant, an army of shadows appeared in the beast's camp. She waved her finger, and the shadows roared, raised their weapons high, and pounced on Saber. In this narrow space, this scene was like an army of thousands of men and horses. The mournful wails of ghosts reverberated through the dark space, and the whole space shook.
"Yo, what a big scene!"
Saber laughed heartlessly. He waved the war hammer in his hand and finally put it on his shoulder. He gave the beast, who was surrounded by the souls, a middle finger. The next moment, the first shadow that charged over seemed to have been ignited, and instantly formed a wall of flames in front of Saber.
"But souls? This is my domain! "
A scorching fire dragon wrapped around Saber's arm. This was the move that he had used in the battle of the Sanctum in London. Now that it was enhanced with the power of darkness, the fire dragon's lethality would only be more terrifying. Surrounded by darkness, he whispered.
"You chose the wrong opponent!"
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