Chapter 99

Artoria hurriedly blocked, but was sent flying by the powerful force.

"???"

Artoria was completely confused.

Since when did Feng Xi have such great strength?

'Feng Xi' flashed in front of Artoria and attacked her again.

Artoria responded with all her might, but was firmly suppressed by 'Feng Xi'.

This made Artoria's doubts even heavier.

This strength, this speed, is definitely not something a human can possess.

Feng Xi didn't have such strong strength before.

Could it be that Feng Xi had hidden some trump card before?

"You guy, did you eat some kind of hormone?"

Artoria spoke while fighting, trying to fish for information from Feng Xi.

But 'Feng Xi' was very cold and had no intention of replying at all.

"BANG!!!"

The two fought for a while longer, and Artoria was forced back by the opponent's powerful force.

"No, who exactly is this guy..."

Artoria could now be certain that the person in front of her was definitely not Feng Xi.

Because the fighting styles were too different.

However, if it's not Feng Xi, then who could it be?

Artoria soon thought of a figure, Lancelot.

"Sir Lancelot, is it you?"

Artoria spoke, but 'Feng Xi' ignored her and continued to attack her.

She couldn't confirm whether her guess was correct, so she could only continue to fight.

And Zhang Jiao, who was observing all this, revealed a smug smile.

Artoria guessed correctly, that 'Feng Xi' was Berserker.

However, in Berserker's eyes, Artoria also looked like Feng Xi.

As long as one is in this mist, one will be misled by Zhang Jiao's illusion.

Artoria could discover something was wrong by relying on her reason, but Berserker couldn't do it.

Although Berserker had the Magic Resistance skill, due to the influence of Mad Enhancement, this ability was just for show.

Just like that, a fated battle unfolded between Artoria and Berserker.

Facing the fierce and merciless Berserker, Artoria also had to use her full strength to respond.

Both sides displayed gorgeous swordsmanship, but judging from the moves, Artoria was clearly a cut above.

But Berserker, who had been amplified by two Command Spells, was clearly superior to Artoria in stats.

The two sides fell into a stalemate.

Finally, Berserker's momentum began to weaken.

After all, the amplification of the Command Spells is not permanent.

Artoria seized this opportunity and launched a fierce attack, instantly gaining the upper hand.

After another clash of swordsmanship, Artoria pressed her sword against Berserker's chest.

She won.

"Hoo, hoo..."

Although she won, Artoria herself was exhausted.

Having fired a light cannon earlier and fought for a while, it was really not easy to defeat Berserker, who was amplified by two Command Spells.

"Ar...thur..."

After being defeated by Artoria, Berserker's sanity finally recovered a little, and he saw through this illusion.

He naturally knew Artoria's swordsmanship better than anyone.

Looking at the sword tip pressed against his chest, Berserker lunged forward before his sanity was lost again.

"What!"

Artoria didn't have time to pull back, and just watched as Berserker pierced his own heart.

And at this moment, the illusion dissipated, and they could finally see each other's true faces.

"Thump..."

Berserker knelt to the ground, and his body began to slowly dissipate.

"Sir Lancelot, why?"

Artoria was very puzzled by Berserker's behavior.

"My King, I can finally have a proper conversation with you."

Seeing that he was about to be eliminated, Lancelot successfully shook off the influence of Mad Enhancement and could speak normally.

"I wanted to tell you last time, but unfortunately I didn't have time."

"I descended as a Berserker, not because I held anger toward you."

"The fact is just the opposite, I hoped you would punish me with your own hands."

"How I wished you would judge me with anger; if that were the case, I think I would have found true liberation."

At this moment, Lancelot felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Because the words he had held in his heart for so many years had finally been spoken to Artoria.

"I think the Queen must have thought the same..."

At this moment, he no longer avoided it and mentioned Guinevere.

Of course, he still hoped to see Artoria's attitude, but there was no time left.

Berserker completely turned into light spots and dissipated, being eliminated.

It's just a pity that he probably won't get the answer he wanted.

"Sir Lancelot..."

Hearing Lancelot's heartfelt words, Artoria could not fulfill his wish.

Because she had never blamed Lancelot from beginning to end, and only placed all the guilt on herself.

"What a loyal subject."

Zhang Jiao, who was in the shadows, couldn't help but sigh.

The goal had been achieved, and he immediately dispelled the mist.

Now that only Artoria was left, keeping this large-scale mist formation open would just be a waste of Feng Xi's mana.

The mist dissipated, and Artoria also saw Zhang Jiao, her eyes filled with hatred.

This guy actually made them, monarch and subject, kill each other; unforgivable.

But then she noticed something was wrong.

Around her, the soldiers of the Undead Legion were already standing full.

The War Elephant of Death was also among them, looking at her covetously.

The Emperor's army, except for those top combatants, had almost all been killed.

Of course, some of the army that hadn't been wrapped in the mist earlier still remained.

It can be said that the Emperor lost miserably in this battle.

Artoria's situation was also not good.

After the previous battle, she was unable to fight anymore, and there were no other helpers.

They had lost a lot in today's battle.

Neither Feng Xi's team nor Waver's team suffered any losses, but their team lost two Servants.

"Hum..."

Just then, day turned back into night, and everyone returned to the forest from the desert.

The Emperor dispelled Ionioi Hetairoi.

Seeing that most of his army was lost, the Emperor could only choose to admit defeat and didn't fight to the death with Darius III.