Chapter 543: What Is This?

Jiantong Shen'er walked in, scanning the mansion.

"Your house is pretty big."

Jian Tong's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

Yuanban Shichen gave no reply, just watching him quietly.

"Ying?" Jian Tong looked around, "Didn't you say she was here?"

"I said Ying is not here."

Jian Tong's expression froze for a moment.

"Are you playing me?"

"No."

Yuanban Shichen's tone remained calm, "I just wanted to tell you in person that Ying is not here. You may leave."

Jian Tong stared at him, his eyes bulging outward again.

"Yuanban Shichen, do you f***ing think I'm a fool?"

Yuanban Shichen's brows twitched slightly.

He disliked that tone.

As the head of the Yuanban Family, he has always upheld the principle of "elegance" in dealing with others.

Even toward enemies, he believes one should maintain basic decorum.

But this young man...

"Shen'er."

His tone cooled, "I don't know what you intend, but if you don't leave, I will have to take—"

"Take what?"

Jian Tong cut him off, his smile twisting further, "Take what measures? Got the guts to hit me?"

He stepped forward.

"Do you know what I have?"

Yuanban Shichen did not move.

Jian Tong took another step forward, his voice rising:

"Do you think you're still the Yuanban Shichen from ten years ago? Do you think you can look down on me from on high?"

His skin began to writhe, the insects could no longer be suppressed, forming small bumps on his cheeks.

"My grandfather died! Killed by you lot!"

"You hypocritical bastards, each pretending to be decent, but behind the scenes you're all f***ing trash!"

"Today—"

He raised his hand, violet‑black Magic gathering in his palm.

"I will make you all—"

Before the words finished, the ground beneath his feet suddenly glowed with golden light!

A complex Magic sigil emerged from beneath Jian Tong, instantly spreading across the entire foyer!

"What—"

Jian Tong hadn't reacted when the sigils suddenly contracted, turning into countless golden chains that surged from all directions, instantly binding his limbs!

Yuanban Shichen stood his ground, tapping the floor lightly with his staff.

"Yuanban Family's defense."

His tone was as calm as if announcing the weather, "Built two hundred years ago, successive heads have reinforced it. Against a Magus of your caliber, it's more than sufficient."

Jian Tong struggled, but the chains tightened further.

"You—let go of me!"

Yuanban Shichen ignored him.

He lifted his hand, red gems coalescing in his palm.

The gems glowed brighter under the Magic, until finally—

"Boom!"

Several flames erupted from the gems, blasting Jiantong Shen'er!

The flame's temperature was extreme, warping the air itself.

The golden chains remained unharmed in the fire, but Jian Tong's clothes ignited, his skin hissing "sizzle"!

"Aaaah—!!!"

Jian Tong let out a harrowing scream, thrashing wildly within the chains!

Yet his face showed no fear, only deeper madness.

"You think this will kill me?!"

His body began to deform—skin swelling with countless blisters that burst, releasing swarms of black insects!

The insects gnawed the chains madly; one died, ten more surged; ten died, hundreds appeared!

Yuanban Shichen's pupils narrowed slightly.

"Engraved Insect..."

He had seen this kind of insect before.

Ten years ago, the Memory given by Chang Ye Yue, he had seen Ying surrounded by these insects.

That was the most painful decision of his life.

But now...

Jiantong Shen'er stood up from the heap of insects, and the burns on his body were healing at a visibly rapid pace.

The insects crawled back into his body, his skin rejoined, and aside from his tattered clothes, he looked as if nothing had happened.

"Ha ha ha ha—!"

He laughed wildly, raised his hand, and the Command Spell on the back of his hand suddenly burst forth with violet‑black light!

"Berserker—!!!"

The entire manor shuddered violently at once!

The space warped.

A massive dark‑purple silhouette materialized in front of Shen'er!

The Mecha‑like body stood over two meters tall, its whole surface sheathed in ferocious armor, with joints spewing violet‑black Flame!

The V‑shaped crimson light beneath the helm lit up, Locking onto the two people ahead.

Berserker!

It threw a punch at Yuanban Shichen!

Yuanban Shichen pushed off his feet, drifting three meters backward and just managing to evade the punch!

The fist struck the spot where he had just stood; the marble slab shattered instantly, the shockwave radiating outward and toppling the surrounding furniture!

Yuanban Shichen steadied himself, waved his hand, and several gems shot out!

The Flame exploded in the air, enveloping the Berserker entirely!

But after the Flame dissipated, the Berserker remained in place, its armor showing not a single mark.

Shen'er leaned against the wall, clutching his chest, laughing like a madman.

"Ha ha… ha ha ha… aren't you able to fight? Come on! Fight my Berserker!"

Because of the recent Flame, his breath was painful, but he didn't care at all.

"Grandfather… did you see… I'm going to avenge you… I'm going to kill every member of the Yuanban Family… all of them!"

It turned its head, the V‑shaped red light fixated on Yuanban Shichen.

It strode forward.

One punch!

Yuanban Shichen dodged again, but this time the punch's wind brushed his shoulder, the gust making his cheek ache!

(This thing… is too strong…)

He gritted his teeth, ready to launch another attack—

A golden figure surged out from behind him!

Silver‑blue armor, golden hair, and a Curry Stick gleaming dazzlingly in the light!

Saber!

She slashed at the Berserker with a sword!

"Clang—!!!"

The sword collided with the fist, sparks scattering everywhere!

The shockwave spread outward, and several windows shattered simultaneously!

Saber was knocked back half a step, but the Berserker also halted.

It lowered its head, looking at the suddenly appeared blonde woman, the V‑shaped red light flickered briefly.

Saber also stared at it.

The dark‑purple mechanical armor, joints spewing Flame, and that…

…bore no aura of a Heroic Spirit at all.

(What is this?)

She has never seen such a Servant.

Not armor, not a shield, but a true—Mecha?

Saber didn't have time to think further, and the Berserker surged forward again!

One punch after another, each capable of shattering steel!

Saber swung her sword to block, the clashing of sword and fist raining down like droplets!

"Clang clang clang clang—!!!"

Yuanban Shichen stood at the rear, waved his hand, and another set of gems flew out!

The Flame surged from the side toward the Berserker, obscuring its vision.

Saber seized the moment and slashed at its neck!

"Clang!"

The sword cut the armor, leaving only a shallow white scar.

The Berserker turned its head and punched Yuanban Shichen!

Saber flashed forward and took the punch head‑on!

"Bang—!!!"

She was jolted back several steps, the blade humming with vibration.

The web of her hand went numb.

Her arm felt weak.

Saber's eyebrows furrowed.

This guy's strength… is too great.