"Ha ha ha ha!"
Before Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the enormous Berserker kept laughing.
And it was an incomparably delighted laugh.
Though he could clearly speak, the Berserker before her was unlike Minamoto no Yorimitsu, obviously incapable of normal communication.
"Come! Oppressor! Squeeze me harder! It's fine! I will turn this battered body into a blade of rebellion! I will pierce your pride and greatness! Ha ha ha ha!"
Still laughing wildly, Red Berserker charged forward once more.
It was only natural that Minamoto no Yorimitsu found him troublesome.
Looking closely, the muscular body of this Berserker was already covered in wounds, just as he had said.
His corpse-like skin had been sliced apart.
His rock-like physique had been hacked to pieces.
Countless injuries covered the Berserker's body.
Yet not only did he ignore it all, he seemed even more excited, transforming into a rampaging chariot as he charged straight ahead.
"Bang—!"
A roadside stall was smashed apart by a casually swung blade.
"Crack—!"
The floor shattered beneath the crushing weight of his footsteps.
The laughing hunk of flesh drew closer, carrying terrifying impact with him.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu suppressed her worries and calmly gripped her sword.
"Crackle..."
Dazzling lightning surged across the sharp blade.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu faced the charging flesh chariot head-on, then abruptly sidestepped the instant it reached her.
"Boom..."
Amid an air-shattering sonic boom, the hunk of flesh rushed past her.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu had already swung her sword, turning her slashes into lightning as she continuously cut at the incoming Berserker.
"Rip—rip—rip—!"
The tearing sounds of flesh being severed rang out without pause.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu's merciless strikes carved more gruesome wounds into Red Berserker's body, spilling thick blood.
With Minamoto no Yorimitsu's exquisite swordsmanship, superb agility, and overwhelming strength, Red Berserker had no power to