I can't dodge!
The young man closed his eyes, a hint of helplessness in his heart, and also a hint of regret. He regretted that he had not yet forged a samurai sword of his own, and at the same time, led his family to a new glory. Even a hot-blooded young man wanted his name to be in history.
"Kid, duck your head or lie flat on the ground."
A voice came, and the young man quickly lay down on his back. A cannonball was fired from behind, directly bombarding in front of the giant's attack. An explosion occurred between the two. The young man's body was once again sent flying. Of course, he was only sent flying by the blast of the explosion. Compared to being made into meat paste by the golden axe, this was already much better.
A figure in a military uniform, holding a large cannon, appeared on the bridge. It was hard to imagine how such a large cannon could be so easily held in one hand as a weapon. The shot just now must have been fired from this cannon.
"Berserker? Although you probably can't understand, I still have to advise you to disappear from my sight. Otherwise, the weapon in my hand will definitely open a big hole in your chest."
The smile on the tall man's face carried a hint of arrogance and rampantness. At the same time, that confidence could also be considered one of a kind.
However, this confidence did indeed carry a hint of reassurance. The tall man glanced at the young man behind him, a hearty smile on his face. That strong, manly, and cheerful aura made the young man's face blush a little. "Kid, you'd better hide a little further away. When the fight starts, it will be very dangerous."
The young man nodded, and then quickly ran towards the old city district. It was just that he was stopped by a figure that suddenly jumped out halfway. The young lady in the red windbreaker stopped the young man and then frowned. "Didn't I tell you? It's better not to go out recently!"
The young man was startled, but after seeing who it was, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Rin-sensei! You're back?! That's great! I've finally been waiting for you! A strange thing has appeared on the back of my hand, and I was just attacked..."
The young lady, that is, Rin, sighed. She was just about to scold this young man before her for not being able to tell the time and place, when she saw the red Command Spell on the back of his hand. Combined with what the young man had said, Rin instantly understood. This cheap apprentice of hers had become a Master in the Holy Grail War. It was just a pity that this cheap apprentice didn't know about this matter and hadn't summoned a Heroic Spirit yet.
Good grief. So the reason the Holy Grail War had been delayed until now was because, just before this final deadline, there was one person who didn't know of the Holy Grail War's existence. And this existence was right in front of her.
The Berserker, who was not far away, after discovering the existence with a higher concentration of magical energy, that is, this Heroic Spirit who had suddenly jumped out, instantly shifted his target. Compared to the existence with only a portion of magical energy, this Heroic Spirit before him was more dangerous. Faced with the incoming cannonballs, the Berserker's actions were also very clean and crisp. A swing of the axe in his hand could destroy the attack.
The Berserker's lips curled into a smile and he quickly moved forward. The axe in his hand fell, but was directly blocked by the Archer's cannon barrel. Then, the tall Archer spun the cannon in his hand, and like a giant club, swung it towards the Berserker. With a loud metallic clash, the two Heroic Spirits created some distance.
Rin glanced at the battle between her own Heroic Spirit and the Berserker. Just from this short clash of a few seconds, this young lady, who lived in a magus family, could be sure that the so-called Heroic Spirit who was her enemy was also a leader in history.
Rin frowned slightly, then turned her gaze to the young man beside her. Isn't this young man my natural ally? Since that was the case, "Shirou!"
The red-haired young man, after hearing his magic teacher call him, quickly raised his head and responded. He then saw his magic teacher quickly draw an existence that looked like a magic circle on the ground.
"Shirou, now raise your right hand, and then follow me!"
Although he didn't know what his magic teacher wanted to do now, it should be able to improve the current situation. Since that was the case, then he would just do as she said!
The Berserker, not far away, seemed to have discovered that he couldn't take out the existence holding the cannon in a short period of time. After tilting his head, he let out another roar. His body began to spread out a gloomy magical energy. Upon sensing this magical energy, Archer frowned. This magical energy was filled with a deathly chill.
This was simply like the breath brought by a damp wind after it had blown across a cemetery. In fact, that cemetery had not even properly buried the dead, but had just thrown them in. This faint stench was truly a bit...
Before he could finish thinking, skeleton arms stretched out from this swamp-like magical energy. The color of the skeletons was still stained with a bit of black and green. These skeletons were wearing armor and holding shields and scimitars. They looked just like soldiers who had returned from the underworld. And the facts were pretty much the same. These skeleton soldiers were precisely this Berserker's undead legion.
One after another, skeleton soldiers charged out. The Archer continuously fired cannonballs outwards, easily blasting these soldiers who had climbed out of the underworld into pieces. But soon, the Archer discovered that doing so was useless. These existences that he had directly blasted to pieces would quickly be reborn in the Berserker's magical energy. At the same time, a giant skeleton arm stretched out from this magical energy and slapped down in his direction. The tall Archer tightened his grip on the cannon in his hand, and smashed it hard against this arm. He then infused magical energy into it, quickly blasting this arm into pieces.
He then pulled back a certain distance. Archer reached out and gripped the cannon in his hand. The opponent seemed to have used a Noble Phantasm. Since that was the case, should he also activate a Noble Phantasm to counterattack?
Before he could make a decision, a bright light shone from not far from the bridge. This light attracted a portion of the skeleton soldiers to run directly there.
The tall Archer quickly raised his body and warned his Master in the distance. "Master! Be careful!"
Rin held a gem in her hand. She was just preparing to send these charging, undead soldiers back into the Berserker's magical energy when the summoning circle on the ground erupted with a dazzling light. Then, a Japanese samurai sword swung out from within.