"It should be … over, right?"
Looking down from the sky, Berserker was nowhere to be seen. It was not until the dust gradually dissipated that Rin saw two legs nailed to the ground like wooden stakes in a deep pit. It was Berserker's legs. Everything above his legs had been crushed by the noble relic attack just now.
That was to be expected. No matter how powerful a Hero Spirit was, there would always be a limit to their body. Even if Berserker's overall attributes were much higher than Ishtar's, it was impossible for him to withstand Ishtar's noble relic attack.
Again, in a battle between Servants, the strong might not necessarily win, and the weak might not necessarily lose.
Look, Golden Shiner, who was chosen by Mushroom to end the Holy Grail War in one night, had never won even once. On the contrary, Wei Gong, who was judged as a second-rate Servant in FGO, had a glorious record of defeating six Servants in other worlds.
After confirming that Berserker had been blown to smithereens, Rin finally let out a sigh of relief. It was pure luck that she was able to win this time. She had the advantage of the terrain. She had been worried that she would drop the ball at the critical moment, but fortunately …
Hmm?
Just as she was thinking, a huge amount of magic suddenly surged from below. Berserker's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, he was unscathed and seemed to be even stronger than before.
"How … how is this possible?!"
Rin was dumbfounded. Berserker had been destroyed by her noble relic. Even a Servant with a combat ability could not be resurrected in that state … Wait a minute! Resurrection? Could it be a resurrection-type noble relic?
Clap clap clap!
A crisp applause sounded as Ilya walked out of the darkness once more. She looked up at Rin Harasaka and smiled, "Not bad, Rin. I'm impressed that you managed to take out one of Berserker's lives. But that's still far from enough."
"One … life?"
"Of course. Haven't you heard of it? The Twelve Trials of Hercules. "
"Hercules? Could it be? "Rin's expression changed.
"That's right. My Berserker is Hercules from Greek mythology. Even the gods couldn't kill him, so Berserker is the strongest."
She had heard of Hercules before, and the Twelve Trials was a legend that people loved to talk about. According to the information that Illya had revealed, if the Twelve Trials were Berserker's noble phantasm, and each trial represented a life, did that not mean that she would have to kill him twelve times?
Not to mention twelve times, with his current magic power, he wouldn't even be able to afford a second battle!
She finally understood why she didn't screw up just now. It wasn't a critical moment at all!
Tang Hao was listening to the conversation between the two. Even without looking, he could guess Rin Harasaka's expression at this moment. As far as the noble phantasm of a Servant was concerned, Hercules's 12 Trials was indeed cheating. Although there was a record of Wei Gong killing six people with one strike in the FSN game, it was a bug that could not be replicated. In addition to the 12 lives, the 12 Trials could also make him immune to the damage of the previous death. In other words, the same attack could not kill him a second time.
Therefore, it was almost impossible for an ordinary servant to defeat Uncle B with the Twelve Trials. Only the Golden Sparkle, who had an infinite noble phantasm, could break his trial.
From this, it could be seen what kind of little brother Uncle B was in the FGO game. According to the normal state of Uncle B, he should have opened a skill book for him and changed the third skill to the Twelve Trials. After twelve battles, he would revive with full health and be immune to the previous death attacks. If he was killed by a red card, he would be immune to the damage of the red card. If he was killed by a noble phantasm, he would be immune to the damage of the noble phantasm. That was normal … But wouldn't that be a bug?
Ah, forget it, it was impossible to change it like that.
Accidentally, Tang Hao's thoughts went astray again. At the same time, Ilya sat on Berserker's shoulder and put her silver-white hair behind her back. She smiled and said, "Then let's call it a day, Ling. In view of your excellent performance, I'll spare your life for now. After all, if an interesting toy is destroyed, it will be very boring later."
"Then that's it …" As he spoke, Berserker had already walked away. The moment he turned around, Ilya's eyes happened to look at Tang Hao. She tilted her head and smiled. "Let's play together next time, big brother."
"Finally … they're gone." Until Berserker and Ilya completely disappeared from his sight, Sen Ban Rin piloted the Sky Ship and floated down from the air. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he frowned. "That kid really left. She clearly had the upper hand. What is she planning?"
"That's exactly what it means. She's just playing."
"You seem to know her quite well." Sen Ban Rin looked at Tang Hao.
Tang Hao smiled. "Not only do I know her, but I also don't know you very well. But … should I call you Sen Ban Rin or Ishtar now?"
"Half and half …" Sen Ban Rin said. "I reached an agreement with Ishtar. Each of us will have half of the control. I'll be more partial to her during battles, but I'll be the main one since it's necessary to conserve magic power."
As she spoke, the golden light on her body flashed, and she returned to her original appearance.
Then, she fell to the ground with a thud.
"Are you okay?" Tang Hao immediately went up to her and helped her up.
Sen Ban Rin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "My magic power is a little depleted. Fortunately, that kid chose to retreat. If the battle had continued, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Drawing Ishtar as a Servant was a double-edged sword for Sen Ban Rin. The advantage was that she was powerful. After all, she was a goddess. Even if she only had a part of her spiritual base, she was stronger than an ordinary Servant. The disadvantage was that the fusion of the two consumed far more magic power than an ordinary Servant.
Tang Hao thought about it and understood. This was probably the reason why a Calamity Grade goddess like Ishtar would compromise. After all, Servants did not have the ability to appear independently. The only connection to the modern world was the master. As long as Sen Ban Rin did not accept it, even Ishtar would not be able to stay in the modern world for long.
But then again, they inexplicably entered a Yin and Yang Future, and then there was the appearance of Shiro Yanomoto or Shiro Yanomoto. Now, even the goddess had been summoned. This Holy Grail War was completely messed up. Only God knew what kind of monsters would appear. The Killing Grade Servant wouldn't be King Hassan, right?
"If it's really King Hassan, I'll probably have to ask Roman to take action. After all, magic can subdue killing," Tang Hao muttered to himself.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I just thought of a joke." Tang Hao shook his head. No matter what, it was impossible for King Hassan to appear in the Holy Grail War. In reality, there was no such thing as class restraint in the Holy Grail War. Of course, it was just a joke.
As he said that, Tang Hao picked up Sen Ban Rin and carried him on his back. "Forget it. Let's go back first."
Sen Ban Rin struggled a little, a little embarrassed. However, due to the excessive consumption of magic, he finally gave up and let Tang Hao carry him on his back. He silently closed his eyes.
Not long after Tang Hao and Sen Ban Rin left, the young priest came to the scene. Looking at the mess in front of him, his smile was a little forced. "The damage is really serious. It seems that my advice was really useless. Sigh, the Holy Grail War is a secret activity, but now half of the forest and even the cemetery have been destroyed. How am I going to explain this to the people? Forget it, I'll just report to the higher-ups. It's a gas pipe explosion …"
…
Half an hour later, Tang Hao returned to the Sen Ban residence with Sen Ban Rin on his back. In the dark, the villa looked as peaceful as ever. Tang Hao did not think too much about it. However, the moment he tried to push the iron gate open, Sen Ban Rin, who seemed to be asleep on his back, suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed his arm.
"Wait!"
"What's wrong?" Tang Hao stood still with his hand outstretched, but his heart skipped a beat.
Sen Ban Rin did not answer. She quietly sensed something, and a few seconds later, her expression turned a little ugly. "Magician!"
"Are you saying that a magician invaded while we were away?"
"I don't want to admit it, but if I'm not wrong …" Sen Ban Rin got down from Tang Hao's back and reached out to touch the iron gate. Then, as if she had been electrocuted, her hand bounced back. "The abnormal magic power not only destroyed the magic formation I set up, but it also created a new magic barrier. This house … is now the magic formation of another magician!"
Sen Ban Rin said through gritted teeth. Tang Hao's expression was also a little ugly. The two of them had only been gone for less than an hour, and Sen Ban Rin was no rookie. However, the intruder could rebuild the magic formation in such a short time. Even if he did not know much about magic, he could tell that the intruder's strength was not to be underestimated.
After hesitating for a while, Tang Hao said in a low voice, "Let's go in and have a look."
It was not a wise choice to step into the enemy's magic formation without permission, but since his house was invaded, he could not just sit back and do nothing. Moreover, the Yin-Yang Demon was still inside.
At the very least, he had to find out who the intruder was, right?
Rin nodded without saying a word.
Then, Tang Hao gently pushed the iron gate open and walked forward.
Clang!
Just as the two of them stepped into the house, the sound of a bell rang in the air. It was neither majestic nor ear-piercing. Instead, it carried a hint of cuteness. Then, something moved in the darkness. There was a squeaking sound, followed by the sound of a violin.
The candles were lit, and the house suddenly became bright.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh —
Two blue birds flew over and stopped at the front door, squeaking and making a lot of noise.
"Welcome. What kind of fairy tale would you like today?"
The birds seemed to be speaking human language, and their voices were childish.
"What do you mean by welcome?!" Sen Ban Rin frowned and yelled at the two birds, "This is my house! Also, what kind of fairy tale is this? Don't transform my house into a fairy tale paradise. Call your master out! "
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