A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

No one dared to wander on such a night filled with unknown terrors, and no one dared to voice any opinions about the unusual events happening outside.

As Saber drove along a ring road, the unusual magical energy in the air made her alert.

There are no enemies in sight, and no murderous intent lurking in the darkness... So where could the enemy be hiding?

With the moonlight obscured by clouds, the only source of light was the car headlights.

Saber observed the dense darkness around her. Surrounded by pitch blackness, it was as if the world outside the car had become another dimension.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the roof of the car. Saber's legs wobbled slightly, and she quickly stepped on the brakes.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground immediately rang out after the vehicle suddenly came to a stop.

Sizzle—!

"Who's up there?!"

After the car stopped, magical light surged in Saber's right hand, and a golden holy sword immediately appeared. With a sudden upward movement, she pierced directly through the roof of the car!

As Saber struck, the enemy on the roof of the car suddenly leaped up, and the dark figure appeared in front of the car, facing them.

It was a tall, broad-shouldered Servant, whose entire body was covered in armor.

However, it is completely different from Saber's blue and white armor that tightly binds her entire body.

The Servant's armor was black, without any exquisite decorations or polished finish; it was simply an extreme black, like that of hell.

Even his face was covered by the helmet, and only the scarlet light emanating from his eyes, which burned like wildfire, could be seen deep within the helmet's narrow gaps.

Chapter Sixty-One: The Unbroken Lake and the Regretful Knight

"That's...Berserker!?"

Saber gasped as she opened the car door and stepped onto the road.

At this moment, the Berserker facing them was holding two modern firearms—machine guns.

Saber dared not be careless in the slightest as she stared at the suddenly appearing black knight.

The black armor showed no distinguishing features or personality; there was nothing that hinted at the identity of the person wearing it… no, it was more like the more you looked, the less clear it became, the more blurred it grew.

Like a projected out-of-focus image, the outline of the black armor always becomes blurred, and sometimes two or three figures overlap.

I always felt that the figure was an illusion; it not only affected my vision but also made it difficult to judge his strength.

This is probably something that comes with Berserker.

The "inherent skill" that can make one's identity ambiguous is at least not an ability that the Berserker class can possess.

However, Berserker's ability to conceal himself is meaningless to Shirou.

The advantage brought by foresight came in handy at this time.

"Saber, listen to me."

"what happened?"

Saber stared intently at Berserker as she asked Shirou.

"One of Berserker's Noble Phantasms is called 'Knight of Owner,' which allows him to transform whatever he holds into a Noble Phantasm of D-rank quality..."

Shirou's words caused Saber's pupils to shrink slightly. She immediately recalled the scene from the battle in the warehouse district a few nights ago, where Berserker caught the Noble Phantasms thrown by Assassin with his bare hands.

"I see! If it's just a D-rank Noble Phantasm, I have nothing to fear."

Saber said confidently.

"Berserker's power is not only that, he also has..."

Shirou wanted to tell Saber the rest of the information, but Berserker didn't give him the chance to continue.

The figure in jet-black armor was already rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed.

Each step the steel boots took on the ground sent stones flying, and the collision of the armor pieces made a constant clanging sound.

From the mouth of the black-clad knight rushing towards them came a hoarse, hysterical voice filled with deep hatred.

"Arthur...!"

Berserker's goal is undoubtedly only one thing: Saber!

At the same time, the two light machine guns, now transformed into Noble Phantasms, roared as they aimed at Saber.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat! !!! !!! !

Saber reacted immediately, dodging the attack.

The spot where she had just stood was now riddled with deep bullet holes from the dense barrage of bullets, the hard concrete and asphalt of the road.

White smoke from the friction between the firearms and the ground was rising and swirling.

Saber frowned as she smelled the pungent gunpowder.

"How annoying...!"

The next moment, crimson flames burst forth once more from the depths of darkness, and Berserker's shadow, illuminated by the firelight, stretched out a menacing silhouette on the ground behind him.

Without hesitation, Saber leaped up, raising her golden sword high amidst a hail of bullets, and slashed at Berserker's body.

In that instant, Berserker stopped firing and instead used his light machine gun to meet the incoming sword blade.

clang----!

The holy sword easily severed the steel firearm that Berserker had raised.

The time was ripe. Saber seized the opportunity when Berserker lost his weapon and immediately pressed her advantage, swinging her sword fiercely at Berserker's unsuspecting head once again!

However, what happened next was far beyond Saber's expectations.

Berserker, whom she had originally planned to kill, unexpectedly caught Saber's sword as she swung it down with all her might with dazzling speed.

"What----!?"

Hidden by the "Wind King Barrier," the sword's trajectory was impossible to discern, yet Berserker caught the attack barehanded, as if he knew Saber's sword intimately.

Just as Saber was stunned into silence, Shirou's voice suddenly reached her ears.

"Hey! Saber, don't let that guy touch your weapon!"

Upon hearing Shirou's reminder, Saber suddenly realized what it meant for Berserker to have come into contact with her weapon.

Looking at Berserker's hands as he caught her sword blade, she felt a chill run down her spine!

Saber quickly put aside his shock and then kicked Berserker in the chest with all his might!

Because both hands were used to catch the blade, Berserker was completely unable to defend against the attack and his body flew backward!

Bang!

Berserker, who was kicked more than ten meters away, twisted his body at an incredible angle as he flew backward, and then landed steadily on the ground.

As Berserker moved away, Saber finally escaped the close call of having her weapon almost taken from her.

At this moment, Saber realized how important Shirou's reminder had been.

"Thank you for reminding me, Shirou!"

After giving Shirou a grateful look, Saber turned her attention back to Ber.

serker.

As dust billowed up, Berserker stood still, his crimson eyes, visible through his helmet, fixed intently on Saber the entire time.

Stared at by Berserker's hateful gaze, Saber felt extremely uncomfortable. She could no longer tolerate this unwarranted hostility and stepped forward, pointing the tip of her sword directly at Berserker.

"Hey! Judging from your skills, you're definitely not some nobody. Let me ask you something!"

Saber frowned as she looked at the dark-skinned knight who was staring intently at her, and then spoke in a stern voice.

“I am Artoria Pendragon, Queen of Britain. Since you are also a knight, you should declare your origins out of knightly honor! To challenge me while concealing my identity is tantamount to assassination!”

Upon hearing Saber's words, Berserker's body suddenly began to tremble, and the black aura that spread out seemed to go berserk.

"Arthur...!"

This time, although the voice was also extremely suppressed, it did not contain only hatred, but was a more complex voice, carrying a hint of reverence.

"You...you wouldn't be..."

From that voice, Saber sensed something was amiss. An expression of disbelief appeared on her face, and her emerald green pupils trembled.

At this moment, the dark mist surrounding Berserker gradually dissipated, and the jet-black armor was finally revealed.

It was an excellent suit of armor that was neither flashy nor vulgar, yet it perfectly combined beauty and splendor.

The craftsmen's meticulous casting, done to the utmost, makes it appear both majestic and refined.

Even the countless scars on it became decorations showcasing its illustrious battle achievements, adding to its valiant charm. It was the ideal battle attire that every knight would envy.

Saber could never forget that outfit.

"how so……"

—Lancelot.

If Saber were to encounter this knight again under any other circumstance, she would likely be overjoyed.

However, at this moment, the pitch-black figure that had been corrupted by the madness curse left Saber in disbelief.

"Why……?"

Saber could hardly believe her eyes.

She even hoped that she was seeing things, but reason kept telling her that what she was seeing was not an illusion.

The knight who was once so pure in her eyes is now corrupted by a mad curse.

The dark-skinned knight roared in pain as he reached for the hilt of his sword in its sheath.

"That is... 'The Undamaged Lake'?"

The black longsword that was pulled out had a design that was remarkably similar to the "Excalibur".

Saber's pupils constricted when she saw Lancelot pull the sword from its sheath.

The sharp blade reflected a cold light under the moonlight, like shimmering lake water; it was a precious sword that would never be damaged by any blow.