I'm a druid in Type Moon

"good chance!"

This attack came at the right time. Illya jumped up on the spot, and the two swords in her hands drew a graceful arc to cut Berserker's neck. At the same time, several long swords that were thrown out to hinder Berserker also crossed in the air and cut Berserker's neck from all directions.

"Crane Wing Seventh Company!"

Illya chanted in a low voice. At the same time, all the swords that were slashing at Berserker exploded, and the aftermath of the explosion even affected Toosaka Rin who didn't have time to dodge.

Dust filled the air, and after a long time, the battlefield scene was revealed.

The headless giant Khan stood there, surrounded by deep, uneven pits.

"Did you defeat him?"

Toosaka Rin said nervously.

Lin En shook his head and said:

"It's not that simple. As far as I know, to really kill the opponent, you need to kill him twelve times!"

"How is it possible? Twelve times is so much?"

Toosaka Rin said in disbelief. You have to know that Berserker's Noble Phantasm ability is complete regeneration. Such foul-level power should have great limitations even for a Noble Phantasm. But twelve times, no matter how much the Noble Phantasm has to pay, it is already a power beyond Toosaka Rin's imagination.

"This is so foul!"

Toosaka Rin muttered to herself.

At the same time, flames once again ignited on Berserker's body. Terrifying heat emanated from Berserker's body, burning his entire body red. Then, Berserker's body seemed to have gone back in time, and it returned to its perfect state.

"Tsk!"

Even Illya, who was summoned by a dream, couldn't help but sigh. After all, the opponent's treasure was too bad. He and his companions tried their best but only killed the opponent three times. To completely kill the opponent, at least nine fatal blows would be needed.

After Berserker recovered, he tried frantically to break free from Toosaka Rin's restraints. It looked like the chains on him could only hold out for a few breaths at most.

Illya reacted immediately, and quickly retreated, distanced herself from Berserker. At the same time, a longbow appeared in her hand, and a spiral sword appeared in Illya's hand. As she thought, it transformed into a thick long arrow.

"Fantasy collapse!"

The long arrow shot out, and hit the struggling Berserker accurately a second before the chain disappeared, leaving a big hole in its chest.

"The fourth life!"

Illya said calmly.

The Glory: Chapter 50: Hercules

The real identity of Berserker is Hercules, the undisputed number one hero in Greek mythology.

His Noble Phantasm, the Twelve Trials, is a manifestation of the immortality that was both a blessing and a curse bestowed upon Hercules by the gods.

Twelve Trials: Transform your body into a strong armor that nullifies all attacks below level B, whether physical or magical. It also has the effect of automatically resurrecting the body after death. And because this resurrection has a capacity of eleven times, Hercules will not be destroyed unless he is killed twelve times.

Resurrection and attack nullification. The Twelve Trials have these two effects, and a third effect that makes attacks that have been received once ineffective. Even if Hercules is defeated with a powerful Noble Phantasm, the Noble Phantasm will be nullified after resurrection.

Of course, if Berserker launches a second attack or subsequent consecutive attacks before Resurrection and the Twelve Trials develop resistance to a certain attack, Berserker will lose multiple lives.

At this moment, the effect of the Twelve Trials was activated again. Berserker was restored to a perfect state.

After seeing this, Illya launched another attack without hesitation. But this time, neither Gan Jiang Moye's slash nor Fantasy Honkai's explosion could hurt Berserker. Instead, Illya was seriously injured because she misjudged Berserker's actions many times.

In desperation, Illya could only return to Lin En, the only person with healing abilities, and ask for help.

"Please help me heal!"

Illya raised her head and asked in a cold but polite voice.

"Ok!"

Lin En raised his right hand and touched Illya's little head. The latter was about to struggle, but then she felt a warm force coming from Lin En's palm on her head, penetrating into her limbs and bones, and the pain was instantly relieved by half.

When Lin En raised his hand, Illya even felt reluctant to let go.

"Well, this is the best I can do without any preparation in such a hurry!"

Lin En shook his head with some regret. Although Illya had no visible wounds and her movements were not restricted, she still had some minor injuries remaining in her body. These injuries would cause Illya unbearable itching in the next few days.

"No, this is enough."

Illya stretched her body and after making sure it would not affect the current battle, she nodded with satisfaction and looked at Berserker in the distance again.

At this moment, Berserker's half body fell into the collapse of the ground. It was a trap secretly prepared by Luvia and Miyu. Although this trap could not trap Berserker, it could at least buy time for Illya to recover.

However, at this moment, because Miyu was injured, Luvia and Miyu were hiding on the other side of the rooftop, using the wall to avoid Berserker's attacks, and had no intention of meeting up with Lin En and the others.

After all, Miyu was the first to be hit by Berserker's full-strength attack, so Miyu's injuries were the most serious. Moreover, even if Miyu was intact, she couldn't keep up with Illya's current fighting rhythm.

In fact, the only one who could keep up with Illya was Lin En. The rest, even Toosaka Rin, did not dare to attack casually, for fear of accidentally hurting her own people.

Taking a deep breath, Illya clenched her hands, as if there was an invisible sword between her hands.

"Projection, start (Trace on)."

The brilliant light shone, and Illya felt as if the magic circuits in her body were burning. Even with this body that was close to a heroic spirit, she could not easily project the weapon in her hand.

"After this blow, I will fall asleep again!"

"Then let the battle end with this blow!"

Illya's eyes narrowed, and she was ready to risk everything to project the sword of promised victory.

"Wait, wait, the Sword of Promised Victory is right here."

Lynn simply placed his hand on Illya's wrist, forcibly interrupting the magic that was being performed.

"What are you doing!"

Illya felt a pain in her wrist and her magic was forcibly interrupted. Illya turned around and glared at Lin En, but saw the holy sword in the other's hand.

"Isn't it just a dream summon? It seems like it can't be used without a wand!"

Lynn said with a smile.

After learning the production principle of the Class Card, Lin En could use the Class Card without any props, just like the members of the Ainsworth family. Because the premise of using the Class Card is actually to master a high level of "replacement" magic, the kaleidoscope wand actually forcibly skipped this step with the second method.

At this moment, Lin En was wearing a silver-white armor, his hair had turned light golden, and there was a thick cloak behind him. The shining golden holy sword was in his hand.

He looked like a prince from a fairy tale, except that he didn't have a white horse.

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?"

Seeing Illya's stunned look, Lin En raised his eyebrows and said with some amusement.

Illya nodded and asked seriously:

"Who are you, handsome man?"

A series of black lines appeared on Lin En's forehead, and he said speechlessly:

"I didn't expect Arthur's spiritual power to be so strong that it could even change my appearance. But this basic ability is indeed good."

"But that's not a reason for you not to recognize me. I'm your teacher Lin En. Don't forget that next time, Illya!"

Lin En emphasized the last few words and raised his right hand to touch Illya's forehead.

The gentle natural magic seeped into Illya's mind and soothed her restless soul.

"Is the conflict between personalities causing damage to the soul? It's better to separate them quickly!"

After all, the Class Card itself will bring a great burden to the user, not to mention that the "second personality" is now in charge of the body. Under the double burden, Illya's mental power is consumed very quickly. This is also the reason why Illya fell into a coma after the last battle.

Illya felt that her spirit suddenly became much more relaxed, and her consciousness, which had been a little confused due to the long battle, became clearer.

"you......"

Illya was about to ask a question, but she didn't know what to say. Should she just ask the other party if he knew her true situation? How did he see her? Should she strengthen her seal or eliminate her consciousness?

Where the Light Lies: Chapter 51: The Silver Knight

No, hesitation is not my style!

After making up her mind, Illya raised her head, looked into Lin's eyes, and asked seriously:

"Why are you helping me?"

Out of consideration for Rin Toosaka, Illya didn't explain it clearly. But if Lin En knew the truth, he should understand what she meant.

Lin En chuckled and replied:

"Because this isn't just my fight, it's your fight, isn't it?"

"Since you have no intention of giving up, I will not force you to leave this battle."

"Even if I have to fall into a coma, I have to wait until the battle is over."

Although Lin En was smiling when he said this, his tone was like a sharp sword, engraved in Illya's ears word by word.

"Since this is your battle, don't give up halfway!"

That was not the look of a teacher that Illya was familiar with and had seen in her memory. Instead, it was undoubtedly the look of a warrior.

"You are Aecher, right? Then do your auxiliary work well!"

Illya also smiled, no longer worried about her identity, and her eyes were burning with fighting spirit.

"Exactly what I want!"

As she spoke, the ancient longbow appeared in her hand again. With a stroke in the air, an arrow appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, Lin En no longer hesitated and walked towards Berserker who had broken free from his restraints, holding the holy sword in his hand.

"Come on, great hero, let's start our second battle!"

The long-lost fighting spirit rose in Lin En's eyes, stimulating the blood to flow rapidly, making Lin En feel as if his whole body was burning.

[Magic Release: Light]

If I were to describe it in words, it would be as if the holy sword had been wiped clean of all the dust at this moment, and it was shining brightly. This was the true appearance of the Sword of Promised Victory, which only appeared in the hands of those who were chosen by the restraining force and were called "Holy Sword Masters".

And Lin En, as the youngest son of nature, naturally has such qualifications.

Facing Berserker's full-strength punch, Lynn didn't hesitate at all. He turned his wrist and the holy sword drew a graceful arc like a peacock spreading its tail, accurately cutting off Berserker's wrist.

Obviously, Berserker's tempered body cannot block the sharpness of the Sword of Oath. This is a matter of course. Even if it is the future "Hercules", Hercules, whose body is directly upgraded to a Noble Phantasm, his body is at most immune to attacks below level B.

At this time, after Lin En had obtained the Saber Class Card, he had made up for his physical weakness and became a true hexagonal mage. In numerical terms, Lin En's strength, agility, and durability had all reached A+, and his magic power was the highest level EX.

In this state, any casual attack from Lynn was enough to break through Berserker's defense and directly damage the opponent's body.

His wrist was cut off, and since he was not dead, the Twelve Trials did not start. Therefore, Berserker could only fight Lynn with one hand.

And without reason, and losing a hand, the result is predictable. After only a few minutes of fighting, Berserker, who could only fight on instinct, was stabbed through the heart by Lin En's sword.

"It's so easy, so easy!"

Lin En drew out the holy sword and shook it slightly. The blood on the sword was shaken off and turned back into pure magic power.

For Lin En in this state, the Berserker in front of him, who had been weakened by half, was no match for him. If it was a Hercules of the Archer or Sword class, he might be able to fight Lin En back and forth.

And now the shadow servant of Berserker in front of Lin En can only delay Lin En's time by relying on the twelve trials.

"Forget it. I was originally planning to test how strong I am in this state, but now it seems I should just wait for the next opponent!"

Lin En sighed silently in his heart, then raised the holy sword high.

A huge amount of magic power poured into the holy swords, and even in the mirror world, countless brilliant lights gathered.

It wasn't a magical glow, but something more ethereal, yet powerful.

That is the brilliance of ideals, the will to transcend troubled times and end eternal darkness, and the hope and dream of countless people.

At this moment, the Ever-Victorious King shouted out the true name of the holy sword in his hand.

[Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)]

The light of the stars shone here, and the flowing light column directly engulfed Berserker, who had not yet recovered. Berserker's strong body directly dissolved in the light.

The remaining force of the light column continued, directly bombarding the barrier in the distant space, creating countless sparks. Until a certain moment, a crisp sound was heard, the space barrier was directly shattered, and the torrent of light broke free and rushed towards the distant sea of ​​stars.

"Big liar! You clearly asked for my help!"

Seeing this scene, Illya put down the bow and arrow in her hand unhappily, letting it turn into magic power and dissipate into the atmosphere.

"But, being able to see this scene makes it worth coming out this time!"

Illya looked at the gradually disappearing beam of light and smiled with satisfaction.

"When will the next awakening be? I'm really looking forward to it!"