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It should be said that this sense of capture and the degree of fit are too good!

Medea's face did not show the relief of killing Hercules. She stared at the broken arm not far away and Hercules' axe and sword gradually turning into magic particles and disappearing. Instead, her expression was extremely solemn.

She has considerable confidence in her own magic.

But facing the heroic spirit of Hercules, she could not guarantee that the great magic she had just cast would be fully effective, and even if it did work, it might not necessarily have the effect of directly establishing victory.

Medea recalled the previous magic bullet scene in her mind and said to Fan Yu tactfully, "Master, I suggest that we retreat temporarily! My magic has probably caused quite a stir. Even if we fight Berserker here, there may be more Servants who can sense the fluctuations of magic here."

"I don't want to expose ourselves to a situation where we could be backstabbed."

Medea slowly told him what she was thinking at the moment. To be honest, the powerful magic she had just used had been somewhat exposed. Now that she was not sure whether Hercules was dead or not, it would be best to retreat in advance.

Because even if they rushed into the Matou mansion and killed the Master of Hercules, it would be of no use.

She is different from those fighting Heroic Spirits who are eager to pursue battles and fight with Heroic Spirits of different eras. Medea hopes to give those pretentious heroes a fatal blow behind the scenes and finally obtain the Holy Grail with the Master.

Fan Yu listened to Medea's words and nodded. Her suggestion was very reasonable. Besides, there was no environment for testing when they first arrived here.

"Then I'll hand the things over first, and then we'll retreat!" Fan Yu said.

Medea hummed, her eyes gleaming. If they were discovered by others, they would have to make plans to fight off other Servants in advance.

Alternatively, after entering the mansion, it would be necessary to kill the Berserker Master in advance to prevent him from asking for help from Masters of other classes.

[Well, it’s decided.] — Medea thought to herself.

The two of them gradually calmed down and were just about to leave.

Suddenly, a black shadow leaped out of the pitch-black pit created by Medea's gravitational collapse, and a pair of glowing eyes stared upward from the abyss, meeting Fan Yu's eyes.

At this moment, Fan Yu immediately swung the golden lightsaber in his hand and stabbed it downwards.

At the moment of attack, he increased the energy transmission on the lightsaber. The glowing blade, which was only two meters long, extended to ten meters in the dark night, and the width of the blade increased by several times.

Chi——!

The golden lightsaber pierced into the chest of the attacking black shadow, and then Fan Yu slashed the lightsaber in his hand horizontally. With a crackling sound in the air, the black shadow's body was attacked by the high temperature of the scorching lightsaber, and the rising flames cut off half of his body.

Whoohoo!

Thick white smoke filled the air.

"what--!"

A painful cry rang out from the middle of the dark cave. The rough cry directly invaded Fan Yu's ears, and the pair of crazy eyes stared at Fan Yu, filled with the desire to fight to the death.

In the golden light, Fan Yu looked down and saw the face of Hercules, with only half of his body left.

However, this time when he jumped up, he was pushed back because Fan Yu took the initiative in advance.

"Immortal body?" Fan Yu said in surprise.

Medea nodded beside him and said, "Hercules completed the Twelve Trials, which many Greek heroes could not achieve. Heracles overcame twelve difficulties and obstacles, from near death to embarking on his journey again.

I think that since he manifested as a heroic spirit, this legendary deed has probably already been reflected in his abilities.

I discovered earlier when I used magic bullets to attack, his regeneration speed is more like [resurrection] than repair!

Assuming the legendary nature of the Twelve Trials, plus the effect of the power I just used, if we can't find a weakness and the opponent's Master's magic power is exhausted, we're probably going to..."

"Do I have to kill him twelve times?" Fan Yu understood the meaning of Medea's words.

thump!

Two heavy sounds were heard several seconds apart from each other from the bottom of the dark pit, as if it was the sound of Hercules' body being cut in two and falling to the ground.

However, before they could relax, they heard a burst of angry beast roars coming from below.

A clear ray of magical light appeared below, and thick white smoke rose from the ground...

But in the blink of an eye, Fan Yu felt a gust of strong wind sweeping towards him.

Hercules' hands had been repaired, and he held the reconstructed axe and sword in his hands, slashing down swiftly from above Fan Yu's head.

"Master!" Medea called out hurriedly, chanting the high-speed divine word. A magical shield appeared before Fan Yu, but before it was even halfway formed, Hercules' axe blade shattered it into countless magical crystal fragments.

Fan Yu's eyes moved slightly: "This brute force is indeed worthy of praise!"

Having said that, in response to the warrior's fist, Fan Yu still slashed back with his lightsaber.

“Times have changed.”

Chapter 35 Immortality

Chi!

With a sword strike, the golden lightsaber pierced into Hercules's fist armor. The blazing high-temperature lightsaber emitted sparks at the connection point between Hercules' arm and the metal.

swoosh...

The sounds of the two weapons rubbing against each other emanated from the point of contact. The sword tips had already begun to penetrate the flesh within. From this close distance, a mixed smell of burning metal and flesh drifted into Fan Yu's nostrils.

Until the lightsaber pierced Hercules' entire arm, accompanied by a tearing sound, a scorching hot stream rushed into the muscles of Hercules' arm, causing his huge body to suddenly stop.

However, such pain was insignificant to Hercules. He didn't even frown. Instead, he grabbed Fan Yu's sword with his other hand and smiled grimly.

This expression seems to silently say "I got you".

Fan Yu felt the weight transferred to his body and secretly raised his eyebrows.

Fighting style...

This was his style during his time at Yalilo VI, but as he grew up in an environment where magic and rules were used to clash, this kind of fist-to-flesh confrontation became rare.

After all, the scene of punching the starry sky is just a scene described in the story, and the real situation is often the collision of rules.

However, Fan Yu did not feel any trace of magic or conceptual power in Hercules' fist, only a pure power attack as a warrior.

Click!

With a crisp sound, white smoke from the flames emerged from Hercules' arm, but he still held tightly in his hand the golden lightsaber wielded by Fan Yu.

After this sound, a white crack could be clearly seen on the lightsaber, followed by a few crackling sounds.

The lightsaber breaks!

Countless energy fragments collapsed and scattered in the air, then quickly disintegrated into smaller golden particles and dissipated into the atmosphere.

Hercules stared at Fan Yu's face and grinned.

Without the lightsaber in his way, he clenched his now-recovered right fist and lashed out at Fan Yu. There was no need to attack the head or the body; Hercules' massive fist would cover nearly a quarter of Fan Yu's body.

"Master!" Medea called out subconsciously, but at such a close distance, Hercules, who was already in a frenzy, might be able to easily interrupt her magic with his hands.

Seeing that the scene ahead was about to happen, which she did not want to see, Medea heard Fan Yu's calm voice in her ears.

"Don't panic, I'm not that fragile yet."

This voice was transmitted directly to Medea's mind through the connection between Master and Servant, and it only took a moment.

Medea was stunned on the spot. Before she could react, the only thing she saw was Hercules's punch, which suddenly froze in mid-air.

At the same time, a wave of air erupted in the atmosphere from where Hercules' fist was frozen, sweeping in all directions.

Whoosh!

The strong wind blew Medea's hair into a frenzy. She looked at Hercules' fist in horror, only to see Fan Yu stretch out his right palm and block it in front of him.

But his figure did not move at all!

A stream of air spread along the point of collision between the two people, causing Fan Yu's hair to flutter.

His pair of golden eyes met with Hercules opposite him. Fan Yu saw a flash of surprise in the other's eyes, and then a passionate gaze full of war madness was cast at him.

Hercules wanted a fistfight.

Fan Yu's expression remained unchanged. His palm was pressed against Hercules' fist, and the sun emblem on the back of his hand emitted a halo of the sun.

Buzz!

The sound in the atmosphere began to hiss, like the sharp cry of a bird.

Then, a ball of golden light appeared on his palm, and a recoil-like power of protection emerged.

Bang!

As Hercules exerted his strength, he was repelled by the repulsive force from Fan Yu's palm. Hercules stared at Fan Yu with wide eyes, feeling his body retreat uncontrollably, his eyes unable to accept such a result.

"I have no obligation to fight and play with you, Berserker." Fan Yu said lightly.

Moreover, he was not an avid fighter in hand-to-hand combat with the Berserker, and he did not want to have a hearty fight and finally get the self-realization of being a 'respectable opponent'.

Hercules flew backwards dozens of meters. The recoil left him with nowhere to stop, and he could only watch helplessly as his figure receded further and further away. As his figure neared the back door of the Matou family mansion, a loud bang was heard.

Boom!

A sound comparable to a small earthquake came from under the feet of Fan Yu and Medea.

The force of Hercules's fist was matched by the force of the recoil. His body slammed into the wall of the mansion, shattering it instantly.

Broken bricks splattered everywhere, endless dust and smoke filled the air, and even brought about a small fire whirlwind.

Medea looked at the place where Hercules crashed into the sky in the distance, her expression dazed.

But she quickly turned her gaze away and looked towards where her master was.

"Master."

Fan Yu walked over with a smile: "Although I appreciate your help, there is no need to worry about me, Medea."

Medea snorted, "I'm not worried, but if the Master dies, it will be very troublesome for me to find a new Master."

That being said, the power that Fan Yu had just displayed really opened her eyes.

Originally, she thought that Fan Yu was only relying on the lightsaber with high temperature and cutting properties to fight, but she didn't expect that it was only after Hercules crushed the lightsaber that the master showed his true form.

Although the last scene just now seemed to make it seem like their Master had used dishonorable means to ambush Hercules, forcing him back hundreds of meters, it should be noted that long before that, Heracles, a Berserker class, had blocked the frenzied fist with one hand without retreating a single step.

That inconspicuous action itself showed that the Master's physical fitness was extremely strong, even surpassing that of ordinary Heroic Spirits.

Of course, these processes in this battle are actually not very important.

More importantly, they killed Hercules several times and obtained important information about his Berserker class.

Chapter 36 Matou Kariya

"The battle has come to an end." Fan Yu looked at the area ahead covered in smoke and dust.

To defeat Hercules, one must find the weakness of the Twelve Trials, or kill Hercules before he can be "resurrected", or pierce the "Spirit Core" that is the integrity of the Heroic Spirit.

However, through perception, Fan Yu discovered that Hercules' figure had disappeared from the smoke and dust.

Mottled magic particles appeared from the end, dotted with starlight, which was a unique sign of the heroic spirit undergoing spiritualization.

Fan Yu was slightly startled: "Give up the fight?"

But he quickly denied his own guess. The desire to fight that Hercules had just shown himself was such that no matter whether he was a great hero in Greek mythology or a Berserker in this Holy Grail War, he would never give up the fight.

That's not a hero who thinks about his future."

Medea hummed in agreement, her gaze fixed meaningfully on the mansion behind the Matou family. "The only possibility is that Hercules's Master forced him to leave!"

And considering the special nature of the Berserker class, it is very likely that Command Seals were used.

"Master, should we stay here or continue on?" Medea asked in a questioning tone.

She had witnessed Fan Yu's recent battle, and had even witnessed Hercules, who was capable of confronting a Heroic Spirit head-on. Medea had already begun to have some new thoughts about the previous suggestions. As long as there weren't more than two Heroic Spirits present, they had a chance of keeping them.

Of course, it would be better if such a thing did not happen, but she knew clearly that her Master's test with the Heroic Spirit was not yet complete, and he would definitely not leave so directly.

Fan Yu: "Of course we are moving forward. Let's finish Miss Aoi's promise first."

Medea nodded in understanding: "Then I will hide for the time being."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure transformed into a ball of blue particles and dissipated from Fan Yu's side. In Fan Yu's perspective of Harmonious Bliss, only a faint outline of energy wavelengths could be seen.

While in hiding, Medea cast a new layer of magic on Fan Yu's clothes, and a layer of light emerged on the surface of Fan Yu's clothes.

Fan Yu looked at a slender white glove that appeared in the blank area beside him and asked, "What is this?"

Medea's voice came from the side: "Prevent another sudden rush like Hercules. After all, Assassin hasn't appeared yet. This should be the duty of the Servant himself."