Infinite Reincarnation: I am the Monster.

Chapter 520 Human Instrumentality Begins

puff!
Golden energy pierced through its eye sockets. The pitch-black giant stood still, seemingly frozen in place, but the next moment, a giant boulder crashed down from its head.

An incredibly violent roar erupted.

Roar!
boom!
With a horizontal slash of the axe and sword, hundreds of meters of boulders and the already piled-up sand and gravel were cleared away in an instant, as if by an explosion.

There are no more obstacles between the White Cangshu and the Berserker.

This pitch-black giant possessed an unimaginable sensitivity to its enemies, not only noticing that Bai Cangshu had not suffered a fatal wound, but also that its resurrection speed was somewhat beyond Bai Cangshu's expectations.

Ming!
The golden energy condensed again and shot out with a bang, but as expected, it hit Hercules and had no effect, bouncing him off.

So this is the Twelve Trials...?

In Bai Cangshu's eyes, countless pieces of information converged, and a transparent vortex of the heart seemed to envelop Berserker, as the pitch-black giant suddenly accelerated its descent from the sky.

Amidst the frenzied dance of axe and sword, a fierce slash was delivered.

Bai Cangshu lightly stepped on the ground, and in the next moment, he flew upwards like a broken line.

Air dance!
Bai Cangshu demonstrated his flight ability, and even though it increased the consumption of his Qi, he quickly crossed paths with Hercules.

boom!
The strike landed in the earth's veins below, and the terrifying tremor caused the surroundings to shake violently, as if an earthquake had begun.

To prevent the two from destroying the ley lines that store magic power, Bai Cangshu consciously began to fly upwards, with Hercules chasing after him like a raging destroyer.

When Bai Cangshu broke through the soil and arrived at the ground of Liudong Temple, which was over 100 meters high, everyone else had already disappeared.

boom!
The pitch-black giant also came to the ground.

Bai Cangshu knew he might have missed a decent hidden quest or storyline: why was the Berserker, corrupted by the black mud, hiding there with Kiritsugu Emiya?

Who is the real identity of the blonde woman who appeared in Kiritsugu Emiya's mind? Is she the one named Zhu Yue?

These things will most likely be difficult to discover for the time being as the cave disappears.

But he doesn't care much anymore.

A more tangible force appeared before his eyes.

crunch, crunch...

Bai Cangshu's body began to grow little by little. He used [Life Return] to consciously change his physical form.

It wasn't to enhance combat power, but rather... to better experience Hercules' state.

In fact, in order to experience the feeling of being consumed by madness and losing his reason, Bai Cangshu took the initiative to remove the [Killing Intent Mark - Forbidden] from his earlobe.

Whoops!

A crimson wave of killing intent, like a wildfire, began to ignite behind Bai Cangshu. In Bai Cangshu's luminous white eyes, the killing intent wave flickered like a red dot of light.

"Ha~"

"You've always longed for an opponent like me, haven't you, Berserker..."

"No, Hercules!"

The pitch-black giant lowered its body slightly, and the next moment, a terrifying roar echoed through the mountains, accompanied by a horrifying laugh.
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"Those two guys..."

Rin Tohsaka was still somewhat shaken. Even after leaving that area, she could still hear the violent, earth-shaking sounds.

You can feel the vibrations without having to look down to listen to the ground; they are constantly emanating.

Those were two monsters that were completely outside the realm of humanity.

The Heroic Spirit Emiya also frowned; he had many injuries on his body. This Berserker possessed a fearsome fighting ability.

Not only in terms of destructive power, strength, and defense, but also in terms of close-quarters combat skills, he is no match for him.

Yes, a Berserker who should have lost his mind in his berserk state and was unable to use most of his skills, overwhelmed Archer Emiya, who was wielding dual swords, with that oversized and cumbersome axe-sword.

"That guy is acting strangely..."

Heroic Spirit Emiya wanted to say something, but didn't know how to describe it.

But he did feel a great deal of strangeness and unease from Tao Pai Pai.

He had never heard of an Assassin class being able to fight a Berserker head-on, let alone seem to be dominating the others.

Moreover, Tao Pai Pai's previous actions were quite strange.

At this point, it seems less that the mysterious Master was orchestrating Tao Pai Pai's actions and more that the Heroic Spirit was actively controlling everything. He gathered them all together, claiming they would fight against some powerful Hakumen, but he never actually saw Hakumen appear.

I only heard from Saber and others that Gilgamesh did indeed appear.

According to current information, Gilgamesh is not a Servant appearing in this Holy Grail War, but rather a Servant who survived to the end in the previous Holy Grail War.

"There's something wrong with this Holy Grail War..."

Rin Tohsaka has certainly noticed this as well; so far, it seems that no Servant has died.

Under Tao Pai Pai's arrangement, they did not kill each other, but were all gathered together, as if... waiting for something.

Rin Tohsaka and the Heroic Spirit Emiya quickly ran down the mountain and soon saw Shirou Emiya and Saber waiting there at the foot of the mountain.

And that one... Emiya Kiritsugu.

At this moment, the man with lifeless eyes leaned against the rain and mist, not getting too close to anyone else.

Suddenly, Kiritsugu Emiya seemed to sense something, and the others simultaneously turned to look at the city.

There, a huge explosion suddenly occurred.

A giant mushroom cloud, resembling an apocalyptic scene, burst forth from the center and swept outwards.

The intense heat could be felt even from dozens of kilometers away.

"Was that...a nuclear explosion?!"

Rin Tohsaka had no idea how to start the conversation, and her voice trembled.

Emiya Shirou instinctively looked at his adoptive father.

Kiritsugu Emiya looked at the sky, and the next moment, a huge magic circle appeared. The explosion slowly contracted inward, and even the shockwave that had rushed out shrank back.

Some incredibly skillful magic trick is being performed...

"Perhaps it's not magic..."

Kiritsugu Emiya clutched his heart, inexplicably sensing the presence of some special person or being there.

"Shirou, you stay here with Saber and wait a while. I'll go check first..."

"I want to go too!"

Before Kiritsugu Emiya could finish speaking, Shirou Emiya interrupted his adoptive father with a firm tone. He did not want to lose his adoptive father again, nor did he want to be unable to find him again.

Moreover... at this moment, I am not powerless.

Having said that, he looked at the blonde Heroic Spirit. He trusted Saber wholeheartedly. He accepted his powerlessness, but he would still uphold his justice in his own way.

He absolutely refused to wait there while others faced the danger.

The red-haired boy raised his hand, the crimson Command Seals on the back of his hand incredibly striking. He smiled at his adoptive father and said...
"I am now Saber's Master!"

"The Master of the most outstanding servant!"

Saber's gaze softened considerably as she looked at the boy who was so different from Kiritsugu Emiya.

Keng.

She plunged her sword into the ground and stood in front of Emiya Shirou.

As the Heroic Spirit Emiya watched the boy's actions, his eyelids drooping. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he wanted to... kill himself...

The group returned to the city and, against the flow of the fleeing crowd, arrived at the site of the explosion, where they watched as intense magical energy scattered in all directions.

A huge, golden-red armored wreck lay in a shopping street, with a huge hole in its chest, filled only with blood.

Ahead, outside the massive barrier, a short-haired woman simply swung her sword, and the barrier, which covered several blocks, shattered with a crack.

Revealing the inner King of Heroes, who was constantly twisting and turning, covered in black mud.

Above, rings of semi-transparent force fields, resembling perfectly regular hexagons, completely isolated a girl in a white robe in mid-air.

She was covered in blood, her neck had been cut open, but she was still laughing.

Beneath the feet of the Hero King, a large number of ripple-like things began to spread outwards, and some kind of writing was flowing within those ripples.

(End of this chapter)