-808- Lancer

Gazing at the berserker roaring recklessly on the battlefield, both Rozen and Mash were extremely astonished in this moment.

Neither of them had expected to encounter this formidable enemy, who had once posed a tremendous threat in the Fuyuki singularity. In the past, in the Fuyuki singularity, Rozen and Mash engaged in a fierce battle to defeat him, facing death multiple times.

Now, the berserker reappeared, not corrupted as before, but rather manifested as a normal Servant.

"Roar!!!!!"

With a menacing roar, the berserker turned his eyes, filled with madness and hostility, towards the front.

"Boom!"

With a heavy thud as he landed, a massive black figure descended from the sky, leaping out from the side of the Dragon Tooth Warriors. Instantly appearing at the forefront of the battlefield, he kicked up a burst of explosive dust, sending many ancient warriors flying.

"Roar!!!!!"

The berserker, in the midst of the intimidating roar, turned his frenzied and ferocious gaze forward.

"Boom!"

With the earth shaking from the tremendous force, the berserker, like a cannonball, charged forward.

In his hands, the menacing axe-sword spun like a massive windmill, sweeping in all directions.

"Boom!"

A storm erupted.

The berserker's axe-sword stirred a violent stream of air, carrying an unrivaled force that swept away enemies from all directions.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

The ancient warriors, struck by the storm, each let out cries of pain and despair. Their previous bravery and skill seemed useless against this overwhelming violence. They were like trash being effortlessly swept away, utterly defenseless.

"Roar!!!!!!!"

Carrying the echoing roar that shook the air, the berserker, resembling a giant meat grinder, continued to charge through the army of ancient warriors. His axe-sword, a weapon of unparalleled terror, created shockwaves with every swing, turning the area into a hell of blood and dismembered flesh.

This scene was reminiscent of a tank plowing through a crowd, crushing roads, and sending numerous figures flying like garbage. It was an intense spectacle that stimulated the nerves.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In an instant, the Dragon Tooth Warriors, like obtaining divine aids, also charged forward, following behind the berserker, fighting alongside him. However, after the berserker's entrance, these Dragon Tooth Warriors had essentially lost their effectiveness. They could only deal with some stray enemies behind, as the others had already been obliterated by the berserker's unstoppable onslaught. There was no chance for them to counterattack.

Such terrifying power—undeniably at the forefront even among all the Servants. This Servant was just as formidable as in Fuyuki, or perhaps even more so.

No, compared to Fuyuki, this Servant seemed even more terrifying.

Evidence of this was that some of the ancient warriors' attacks did land on the berserker.

Then...

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Under a series of steel-on-steel collisions, the long spears that struck the berserker were all deflected, leaving sparks in the wake of their intense clashes.

"Roar!"

As berserker's bare body, exposed to the air, seemed like the hardest steel in the world, after deflecting the long spears of the ancient warriors, he let out a roar of rage. Swinging the axe-sword in his hand, he immediately stirred up a violent surge.

"Boom!"

The swing of the axe-sword, like a bursting storm, raised a cloud of dust and stones, simultaneously sending ancient warriors flying.

Berserker, as a Servant of the berserker class, displayed such violence on the battlefield, rampaging and overwhelming everything in his path.

Thus, the victory on the battlefield began to tilt in favor of the Dragon Tooth Warriors.

Clearly, berserker was a Servant aligned with the Dragon Tooth Warriors, currently opposing the side of the ancient warriors.

And naturally, victory for the Dragon Tooth Warriors was just a matter of time.

Facing a Servant, regular soldiers had no chance of retaliating. Even a legion of valiant and skilled warriors might threaten an ordinary Servant, but berserker was, at the very least, a top-tier servent and likely more than just a tactical-level existence. Soldiers coming in droves would only be handing themselves over as sacrificial lambs.

Unless...

"New Servant reactions detected! And there are two!"

From the communicator on Rozen's wrist, Roman's voice suddenly echoed.

Almost simultaneously,

"O warrior! Your opponent is me!"

"Indeed, have they finally appeared? Then, let's get ready for a fight!"

As these two voices appeared on the battlefield, behind the army of ancient warriors, two meteors streaked across the sky.

They were two incredibly elegant and splendid meteors, brimming with magical energy. Instantly capturing berserker's attention, they flew towards him.

However, by the time berserker reacted, the two meteors were already flying in front of him.

"Hah!"

A man wearing a magnificent knight's attire, draped in a cape, with bright golden hair cascading down his waist, exquisitely handsome and elegant, held a purple lance. With a resounding shout full of vigor, he thrust the purple lance forward, aiming it directly at berserker's chest.

"Ha!"

Another man, clad in a tight-fitting combat suit, not as flamboyant as the former but exuding an indescribable beauty that surpassed him, with a mole on his face and a neat and tidy jet-black short hair, held two spears in his hands—one long and red, the other short and yellow. With a low shout, the red long spear transformed into a lightning bolt, directly aiming for berserker's chest.

"Roar!"

At this moment, berserker had already reacted, emitting a fierce roar while swinging his axe-sword with unparalleled power.

"Boom!"

Amidst the roaring sound, the weapons of the three Servants clashed, creating shockwaves that exploded in all directions, shattering the earth, sending debris and rubble flying, and stirring up a terrifying gust of wind with swirling dust.

Following that, the three Servants pushed each other away, each recoiling as if struck by lightning, retreating a considerable distance.

"Truly formidable."

The golden-haired lancer stabilized his posture, looking at the quivering purple spear in his hand, feeling the tingling sensation in his arms, and displayed a hearty smile.

"It's worthy of a legendary demigod, a true hero. my lord, one must not underestimate the enemy."

The black-haired lancer, on the other hand, had a serious expression, staring intensely at the figure of berserker, as if facing a formidable adversary.

In response, the cheerful expression on the golden-haired lancer's face remained undiminished.

"If we talk about great heroes, I am also one of them and similarly a descendant of the gods. However, even so, I don't have the confidence to face that particular individual in a one-on-one fight. It's quite embarrassing, isn't it?"

The golden-haired lancer said with a smiling expression.

"Please don't say that, my lord. Your valor is something no one can ignore. It's just that the other individual is too exceptional. Your actions are in no way disgraceful."

The black-haired lancer spoke with extreme sincerity and loyalty.

"Ugh, with you saying that, I can't continue to belittle myself. Since that's the case, let's take down the enemy together!"

"At your command! My Lord!"

The two lancers once again broke through the air like shooting stars, heading towards berserker.

"Roar!!!!!"

Berserker roared, fearlessly charging forward.

A fierce battle between Servants unfolded before the eyes of Rozen and Mash.