[248] Rampaging Dragon

"It's here..." DIO rubbed his slightly dizzy head and spoke.

"Lord DIO, the escape route is ready—" One of the dead apostles in the collapsed building informed DIO.

Boom—

An arrow flew over and pierced the ground near DIO's feet.

"Got it, let's go."

DIO stood up, his gaze cold as he looked at the deadly arrow that had been sent their way, "No need to leave anyone behind. Let's run... we still have the last eight hours, no... maybe we won't even need all eight hours!"

The escape route had long been prepared.

DIO had foreseen the current situation.

In the next moment, several people ran away through this escape route...

If... nothing unexpected happened—

Boom, boom, boom, boom—

"What's this?" DIO turned slightly and saw several figures charging recklessly towards them in the passage, a Servant roaring furiously—

"Berserker..." DIO said, furrowing his brows slightly, "Leave one person to stop him—"

"If that's the case... may I handle it, Lord DIO?" Joseph Wilson, holding a black box in his hand, asked and bowed.

"Go ahead, I leave it to you."

DIO said, then continued to leave with the other apostles.

They couldn't stay too long. Right now, it was just a Berserker. If everyone stayed behind, they could indeed kill Berserker, but... the result would be that they would all be sacrificed.

The only outcome was death!

It was not an option. They had to persevere, endure until the arrival of the new moon.

Click—

Joseph Wilson placed the box on the ground, looking at the Berserker rushing towards them in the passage, and said, "Last time, you cut me with that axe... I must return the favor with the same pain!"

"Roar—(Get out of the way, little servant—)!" Berserker roared, and with his halberd, he thrust forward—

As if a heavy truck intended to turn everything in front of him into minced meat.

But—

Boom—

"Hmm..." Berserker fell silent for a moment...

It was blocked!

His charge was blocked!

At this moment, Berserker seemed to see a dragon behind this dead apostle who blocked his way—

A dragon with iridescent scales!

Emitting a familiar aura, an iridescent dragon—

"Hoo..." The dead apostle, covered in scales, raised his head. He had already transformed into a dragon. His left hand blocked Berserker's path.

On the ground, there appeared a trench over ten meters long—

The dead apostle used this to block Berserker's impact!

"Why was it me who stayed behind? Because— I am the most suitable to stop you people!" Saying that, he clenched his right fist and delivered a powerful punch towards Berserker. Berserker was forced to retreat a little!

"Huh! Even with the help of the Britain Dragon, this is the extent of the effect?"

He was a user of mystic code. He used the iridescent dragon scales to actively regenerate and possess the ability of possession, forming a mystic code.

With this, he could stand out even among the high-ranking dead apostles and be one of the few with considerable strength.

But...

Still not enough compared to the one in front of him—

Even with his full-strength punch, he only managed to make Berserker retreat a little, while Berserker's impact forced the dead apostle to stop after retreating more than ten meters.

But...

This is already enough!

Thud—

Joseph Wilson stepped back forcefully, taking several steps.

In this narrow passage, facing the monster, there was nowhere to hide. The only option was to block! Block!

Boom—

Boom, boom, boom—

One punch after another was thrown.

Finally, even Berserker was forced to step back several meters.

"Hahaha—" Joseph Wilson laughed loudly, "The first time! It feels like this—previously, even using this thing didn't achieve this effect, but today somehow... I don't know why! Power—continuously surges out! Ahh! I get it! This must be Lord DIO's blessing—bestowing upon me the gift of the final battle!"

Boom—

Boom—

The dead apostle's body began to expand, and wings and claws slowly emerged behind him—

Fangs.

He... was about to be devoured by the mystic code.

Normally, this wouldn't happen; after all, this attire had been passed down from the age of gods to the present day, and its safety had long been calculated. The situation of the mystic code devouring the host wouldn't occur.

But...

This was no ordinary situation!

"Roar—(Only this way—)!" Berserker roared lowly, and with the halberd in his hand, he immediately dismantled the dragon's arm and wings behind the dead apostle.

"Roar (Make way!)—!"

Thud—

The next moment, Berserker's pupils also contracted slightly, truly... blocked?

The dead apostle had lost consciousness, but with his severed arm reattached, and the two dragon claws in front of him, he blocked Berserker's attacks!

His attacks, without a hint of retreat, were blocked!

Although he didn't use his full strength to counter Berserker, still...

"Roar—!!!" Berserker roared, momentarily losing all rationality. When he came to his senses, the ground was already a pile of minced meat!

"Hmph—" He sighed heavily, as if saying "worthless"...

Indeed... this thing was powerful, but...

Even the dragon transformed from himself might not be able to defeat servant! Just a manifestation of the mystic code running wild—he... picked the wrong opponent!

"Roar—"

The next moment, Berserker roared and charged forward like a heavy truck.

And...

At the end of the passage... a knight slowly walked forward.

A knight in armor, vaguely revealing a greenish color... but now covered in black.

He placed one arm on the ground and let out a low growl!

The next moment, the broken flesh and blood around him gathered towards him, merging into his armor...

He... was the Berserker summoned by Kariya Matou—

Also the dead apostle undergoing an abnormal transformation of the mystic code.

White Dragon of Britain, Vortigern!

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