To become a king and a magician

The same applies to the others. The war has lasted this long, and their physical strength has long been exhausted. The reason they can continue to fight is only because their spirit and will are supporting their bodies. But now, their spirit and will are also on the verge of their limits.

The only one still capable of fighting is Hinako Akuta, but she alone is no match for the current Mad King.

"Buzz—!"

The crimson eyes on the Mad King's body all turned, and a black mist composed of excessive magic power suddenly appeared out of thin air around the group!

This is the attack method of the Demon Pillar!

(defense--)

Mashu immediately tried to raise her shield to create a barrier, but the black mist was being supplied from all directions, and she couldn't defend against it all from just one side!

That's too late!

"Sizzle—!"

However, without warning, a golden flash, as if teleporting, sped from the direction where Zhu Yue had fallen to their side in less than the blink of an eye!

Immediately afterwards—

"Get out of here."

As the words of command fell, an extremely powerful tornado rose directly from the ground! The surrounding black mist was forcibly sucked into the tornado without the slightest hesitation, and then the entire thing was launched into the air!

Standing in front of everyone, with his back to them, Natsukawa Tora tilted his head slightly in the strong wind: "Looks like we made it in time—are you alright?"

"Ugh...yes! I'm fine, Minister!"

Suppressing her urge to vent her emotions, Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly nodded, but the joy on her face revealed that she was anything but calm.

(She manages her emotions very well... She really did grow while I wasn't around, and so did Mashu.)

Raising his hand, and amidst the somewhat helpless looks from Aozaki Aoko and Akuta Hinako, Natsukawa Torara ruffled Fujimaru Ritsuka's and Mashu's hair: "Sorry for your hard work, go and rest for a bit now—"

At this point, Xia Chuanhu suddenly turned around and, before anyone else could warn him, raised his hand and grabbed the black magic spear that was thrusting towards his head!

Looking coldly at the Mad King who was so close, Xia Chuanhu said in a deep voice, "You really are impatient. Couldn't you have waited until I was ready before coming, Black Dog?"

"War won't give you that much leeway!"

"I think so too!"

Click!

The demonic spear shattered suddenly in Xia Chuanhu's palm, and countless thick chains appeared out of thin air, binding the Mad King tightly!

"Alright, Fujimaru, Mashu, you two should retreat now. You've already fought hard enough. Leave the rest to me—I can't hold him off for long before he breaks free."

"Minister...be careful! He's really strong!"

After hesitating for a moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at herself and the others, who were already covered in wounds, gritted her teeth, gave a word of advice, and then led Mash and the others away from the spot.

And just two or three seconds later—

"collapse----!"

The chains snapped all at once!

Landing back on the ground, the Mad King stared at the last remaining enemy on the battlefield.

"You're courting death."

"Who knows?"

94. Can you survive the Musou-style mowing mode?

On the road to retreat.

Urgently following behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, Rama, sensing the intensity of the magical energy emanating from behind, couldn't help but ask, "Master, is it really alright to leave that lady alone over there like this? Shouldn't we send Yu to provide support instead?"

"I feel the same way. Or we could just go and bring him back to check if he has any mental illness!"

As soon as Nightingale finished speaking, she slammed on the brakes and prepared to turn around and pull Xia Chuanhu back.

But before that, Hinako had already pulled her back: "There's no need for that. He can handle things on his own. If we go, we'll only get in his way."

"But......"

Can one person really stand up against that mad king?

At least Rama himself was unable to fight against and defeat him, and he had a very clear understanding of the Mad King's power after having his heart removed.

Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled and said, "I believe in the captain... I believe that the captain is the strongest, and I believe that the captain will definitely win. Although it has been more than half a year since we last met, I still believe in the captain."

“Yes, me too.” Mashu nodded as well. “Trust your brother, you two.”

.......

The Mad King could sense death.

It's not that he has eyes that can see death directly, nor that he has any ability to foresee the future; it's simply that a soldier's intuition tells him this fact.

He is now standing very, very close to death.

"The fangs are very sharp, and the hair is blonde."

The Mad King sneered.

“Likewise, your fangs are quite sharp too.” Natsukawa Tora said, stretching his arms and legs. “So… before we begin, may I ask you a question, Mad King?”

"Huh? What's the problem?"

"Is Scáthach dead?"

"..."

As if his computer had crashed, the Mad King remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I thought you were going to ask something, but it turns out to be such a boring question... That woman is dead, and she died a very thorough death. I have the definite feeling of shattering her spirit core—are you satisfied with this answer?"

It shattered the spirit core.

For Servants, the Soul Core is their heart, the core that forms their Soul Origin; if that core is shattered, they will indeed die.

"Oh, I see... Well, that puts my mind at ease. If we hurry, we should still make it in time."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Xia Chuanhu laughed and said, "I made a promise with her ten years ago that I would bring her death the next time we met. This is probably the only chance. Although I am a little late, I think it is still not too late."

The Mad King sneered upon hearing this.

"Do you think she's still alive?"

Do you think she's the kind of person who would die just like that?

This thought-provoking question caused the Mad King to fall silent involuntarily.

Indeed, considering it was that woman, it can't really be said that she was killed; her body should have been torn to shreds—but it's no use saying that now.

"So you mean you still have a chance to fight her again?"

"Well, right after I take care of you, to put it bluntly, it won't take too long—"

Before he finished speaking, Mad King, who was still several meters away, had already rushed in front of Xia Chuanhu. His fully transformed, armored arms swung down as if he wanted to dig him up along with the ground!

Surprise attack—well, you can't call it that. For the Mad King, it was just an ordinary attack, but even though it was ordinary, it was a strike he launched with utmost seriousness.

However, he did not know that even this kind of attack, which seemed unexpected and difficult to react to to others, was considered very slow in Xia Chuanhu's eyes. For him, who could sense changes in the world, he had already prepared to react the moment the Mad King made his move!

"Clang—!"

The arm and the beast's claws clashed violently!

The sensation of striking a giant water vat traveled back to the Mad King's hands!

so hard!

What is this guy's body made of? How can it be so hard? This is definitely not just simple magical protection and physical enhancement!

"Bang----!"

Just as this question flashed through Mad King's mind, Xia Chuanhu, with one hand supporting Mad King's beastly claws, clenched his other fist and slammed it straight into Mad King's side abdomen! That part of the armor was immediately pierced through, a hole punched through it!

(Just considering physical abilities...that's great!)

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!"

Completely abandoning all remaining thoughts and surrendering his body entirely to wildness and instinct, with a roar, the Mad King's magic suddenly froze, and then the intensity of the magic, along with his entire being, fell into a state comparable to berserk and out of control!

No, correction, the word "comparable" is unnecessary.

It has indeed gone completely out of control!

"Bang--------!"

Like bullets being fired from a magazine, countless jet-black magic guns burst forth from the Mad King's entire body! They were unleashed at Xia Chuanhu at almost point-blank range!

Every inch of his field of vision was occupied by the black gun. Even if he had noticed the black gun the moment it appeared, Xia Chuanhu's current posture would have made it difficult for him to react in time!

He's about to be pierced—but the fundamental premise remains the same: for an attack to hit Natsukawa Torata, it has to catch him off guard, or it has to be an attack with a guaranteed hit effect. This kind of random, luck-based area-of-effect attack...

"Puff puff puff puff puff ——————!!"

The Mad King's massive body was instantly pierced by countless black spears!

Space displacement.

In a sense, this is absolute defense; if it cannot interfere with space, then this move is the strongest barrier.

How does it feel to be pierced by yourself?

—Natsukawa Tiger didn't ask that question. Instead, he directly raised his foot and struck Mad King's chest, delivering another blow that felt like being pierced by a spear! Mad King was instantly sent flying dozens of meters away by this kick!

"Buzz—! Crackling crackling crackling—!"

The chains appeared out of thin air once again, and the Mad King, who was suspended in mid-air with no way to gain leverage, was bound hand and foot once more. Then, dozens of chains spiraled and intertwined together, spinning straight towards the Mad King!

The chains couldn't completely restrain the Mad King, but that didn't matter. Just one second was enough. Restricting him for just one second was enough for Xia Chuanhu to pierce through his spirit core!

"Pfft—!"

The spiral drill made of dozens of chains pierced through the Mad King's body without a doubt! It shattered his spirit core!

But, in the very next second after his body was pierced—

"Snap—!"