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Chapter 70 Interception in the Forest(2/2)

If I do it again, I will really die.

Then fight—!

As my body burned, I stood up hard, my eyes falling on the rock sword in the middle of the pit.

If you want to live, you must fight.

Body strengthening-

Use magic to stop the blood from flowing and try to preserve precious physical strength.

Bones strengthen and limb strengthen, waiting for the next moment to fight.

But I have no weapons, no weapons that stalemate with the terrible axe and sword.

No time anymore—

Berserker, who was staying at my original position, lowered his sword, breathing heavily, turning his head to raise his face to me.

There was only an angry giant's face, without any color. The black marks spreading from his broad chest covered his face, and two red flames burned on his face without a mouth or nose.

The breath of death emanating from that face made my heart chill.

Is even a mythical hero with twelve lives hitting this level by the natural enemy of the heroic spirit?

Berserker's life is about to die.

call--

When I was still in despair, as the wind sounded, a huge wall appeared in front of me.

I had only had time to project the familiar black and white double blades to protect me, and my body flew up, and the double blades seemed to have disappeared without ever.

The body was breaking through the air and flying forward, as if it had become a javelin thrown by berserker and flew in the air. The flight could continue to fly to the end of the world until I hit a thick trunk that was lucky enough to stand up on the battlefield and fell to the ground with the broken trunk.

"puff--"

I supported my body and got up, and my stomach twitched uncomfortablely and spitted out the blood clots in my internal organs.

The limbs do not seem to belong to me, and they cannot maintain balance, their fingers cannot hold together, and their ears are still buzzing, but there is no time to reply.

At a corner of the swaying vision, the crazy berserker raised his sword and turned himself into a hurricane to attack me.

The desperate, dying mad follower swung his huge axe and sword to impose the same despair on me.

I want to survive.

——Shiro Emiya, you must never die here.
Chapter completed!
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