Berserker, the Knight of Rebellion Mordred, Cursed for Over a Thousand Years

The Light Screen image suddenly shifted its style.

The camera panned to a Strange Insect clinging to an overpass, its compound eyes reflecting the situation of the King of Heroes.

Then, the scene cut again to a man standing in the shadows, wearing a hood that obscured most of his face, leaving only his lower jaw visible.

People could clearly see that the exposed parts of the man's face were deathly pale, while his left cheek and neck were covered in bulging, pulsating veins. It looked incredibly grotesque and terrifying, as if the veins were slowly squirming, sending shivers down the spines of all who watched.

The man then revealed a villainous, twisted grin: "Kill him! Berserker!"

His voice was filled with malice and hatred, as if the King of Heroes had stolen his wife.

The next moment, just as Li Shuwen and the King of Heroes were discussing cultural matters, a dark shadow emerged from the other side of the warehouse.

It was a knight clad in black armor, which looked as if it had been stained by filth. The armor was entirely black and covered the knight's entire body, including a bull-horned helmet.

There were some fabric accents and decorative patterns on the armor in a dark red hue; upon closer inspection, it seemed they weren't originally dark red, but had been corroded into that color by some unknown force.

As for the height...

Surprisingly, if one didn't count the horns on the helmet, the knight stood at only about 1.6 meters, a standard petite stature for a knight.

Yet, the figure radiated an aura of unbridled madness; merely standing there gave the impression of a frenzied, ferocious beast.

In the next instant, a black greatsword, appearing as if its glory had been tainted, manifested in the knight's hand, and the Servant immediately entered a state of True Name Release.

The joints where the hilt met the blade of the greatsword suddenly opened, and a surging torrent of dark red magical energy boiled over. Simultaneously, the knight's helmet retracted like mechanical parts, folding into the armor itself.

Due to the camera angle, one could only discern that the opponent appeared to be a young girl with golden hair, though it was completely unkempt and hung loose like that of a madwoman.

In truth, this Maiden Knight was indeed a madwoman; the name she shouted while releasing her Noble Phantasm was not its true name, but rather a garbled, beast-like roar.

"Ah~~~thur~~~~"

BOOM!

A torrent of dark red magical energy swept toward Gilgamesh with irresistible force, like a beam of light.

Everything in its path was obliterated. The dark red torrent crackled with red lightning, its sheer visual impact so terrifyingly shocking that it felt as if one would be utterly annihilated just by being near it. Countless people in the real world felt a chill run down their spines, their scalps tingling.

In an instant, everyone at the scene retreated, including the veteran Li Shuwen, who dodged with nimble speed. Only the golden-clad King remained to face the attack head-on.

Artoria, watching from afar, was slightly stunned by the attack. The Light Screen even deliberately focused the camera on her face, signaling a classic piece of foreshadowing.

The camera cut back to Gilgamesh, who was instantly engulfed by the red energy. The terrifying power tore through the port and pierced the night sky, appearing like a dark red bridge connecting the earth to the heavens.

The port suffered heavy damage from the strike, igniting flammable materials and triggering a chain reaction of explosions, the roaring sounds incessant.

The sheer power left countless people in the real world pale with shock.

Although the Servants had fought many times—the intense battle between Saber and Lancer, or the single-strike showdown between Li Shuwen and the King of Heroes—the strength displayed had always been beyond human limits.

However, no matter how they fought, even with Gilgamesh's cheat-like, extravagant rain of Noble Phantasms, the scope of destruction had been limited. This attack, however, was entirely different.

The dark red torrent reaching toward the sky displayed a power that surpassed any conventional weapon manufactured by humanity.

No one doubted that if this strike had landed in a city, it would have either triggered a catastrophic explosion or carved a path through everything, slicing through skyscrapers like a hot knife through butter.

Terrifying power. Terrifying impact.

Though there was no narration, everyone understood: this was the true power of a Servant releasing their Noble Phantasm.

The strength of a Heroic Spirit is truly fearsome!

As the dark red torrent and its accompanying red electricity gradually dissipated, a massive trench leading to the sea had been carved into the port, with seawater rushing in to fill the void.

It was safe to say that Fuyuki Port had officially hit "GG." With this level of destruction, there was no point in salvaging it; rebuilding from scratch would be more practical.

Insurance companies were crying in the bathroom, and the Fuyuki authorities would likely have to commit ritual suicide collectively.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Gilgamesh stood beside the trench, his face twisted in rage. Around him lay the wreckage of many Noble Phantasms, including several shields.

Clearly, at the last critical second, the King of Heroes had summoned a pile of Noble Phantasms to defend himself, narrowly avoiding being wiped out in one blow.

"Onore! Mongrel!!!"

The golden-clad King gritted his teeth, his murderous gaze fixed on the ambusher—the Servant who was likely a Berserker.

At the same time, everyone turned their eyes to the attacker, whose helmet had already been replaced, obscuring her face once more.

The camera shifted to Saber. The King Arthur's emerald eyes trembled slightly, and her expression turned complex: "Is it really you... to think you have become like this... Mordred, what kind of hatred lies within your heart..."

These were Artoria's inner thoughts, unheard by those within the Light Screen, but clearly audible to everyone in the real world.

In an instant, a massive uproar erupted.

Mordred?

Wasn't that the Knight of Rebellion who launched the coup that led to the decline of the Kingdom of Camelot and nearly killed King Arthur during the uprising?

In a heartbeat, many citizens of the Holy Britannia looked at the Berserker with disdain, disgust, and even hatred.

It must be known that in this world, Camelot had not fallen; instead, it had gradually evolved into the current Holy Britannia, and the legacy of the Pendragon Family had kept the glory of King Arthur untarnished.

Consequently, in historical and cultural propaganda, Mordred, as the rebel, had been vilified for over a thousand years, her image tarnished through countless stories and versions.

Her historical status in the Holy Britannia was essentially equivalent to that of Qin Hui in the Flame Kingdom.

Seeing Mordred appear as a Berserker now instantly triggered collective disgust among the people of Holy Britannia.

Even if the fact that Mordred was a girl was surprising, King Arthur was already a beautiful young maiden, so what was the big deal about a Knight of Rebellion being a girl?

The point was, this person was the Knight of Rebellion, so she deserved to be cursed.

At least in Holy Britannia, that was the case, and seeing Mordred turned into that filthy, maddened state, many felt a sense of satisfaction, believing this Knight of Rebellion deserved exactly that; glory did not belong to her.

Poor Mo; due to the differences in the world line, not a single positive review existed for her, and there was no one to acknowledge or pity her, as they felt her current fate was entirely self-inflicted.

It was also for this reason that in this world line, where Lancelot returned to King Arthur's side at the Battle of Camlann to spend the rest of his life protecting Camelot and washing away his shame and sins, his appearance as a Berserker like in the original work was no longer appropriate; instead, Mordred had every reason to completely replace Lancelot as the Berserker.

Thus, the new modified content was what was currently being witnessed—the arrival of Berserker Mordred.

From this point on, among the seven classes of the Holy Grail War—Saber, Lancer, Archer, Rider, Assassin, Berserker, and Caster—only the final Caster had yet to appear.

So, who would this final Caster be? Would it be an original character?

Su Yun indicated that he was smiling with delight.

La la la la la~ As long as I'm silly enough, no one can flame me, la la la la la~