socalfunplaces Chapter 105 The Rebellious Mad Dog
Chapter 105 The Rebellious Mad Dog
Matou Kariya, dragging his lame left leg, gasped for breath in the shadows of the trees outside the Zenjo family mansion.
Half of his face had become unrecognizable due to the erosion caused by the Imprintworms, with bulging veins.
But in that still intact right eye, there gleamed an almost greedy tenderness.
Through that glass window, he saw the sight he cherished most in the world.
Under the warm orange light of the lamp, Aoi Tohsaka gently tucked the blanket around her sleeping daughter.
There were no disgusting insects, only sweet nights belonging to a normal family.
Seeing this scene, Yan Ye felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and then two lines of tears slid down his pockmarked cheeks.
"Old bug...you lied to me." Yan Ye gritted his teeth in pain, letting out a hoarse, beast-like whisper.
Kariya willingly jumped into the abyss of insects, enduring the torment of countless insects devouring his heart, all to snatch Aoi and the others back from the hands of that "cold-blooded magician" and "monster".
However, tonight at the Weiyuanchuan Wharf, Kariya witnessed the blond man with his own eyes.
That was Arthur Pendragon, the legendary King of Knights.
When facing the raging Berserker, that man not only displayed overwhelming power, but also revealed an unblemished light and purity.
How could a king bathed in starlight possibly resort to such despicable means as sacrificing children to obtain magic power?!
Looking at the scene before him, Tokiomi Tohsaka had safely sent Aoi and her two daughters back to the Zenjo family for refuge before the war broke out.
The amulet on Sakura's chest, which clearly emitted extremely high magical energy fluctuations, was more like an absolute protection.
The truth came out.
Tokiomi Tohsaka may be a cold-blooded magician, but he is not insane, and that blond knight is not some kind of blood-sucking monster.
The only one who truly lied and manipulated him like a fool was Matou Rikien, who coveted the Holy Grail!
"Hahaha……"
Yan Ye let out a laugh that sounded even worse than crying, hidden in the shadows of the trees.
He endured hellish torment, all for a lie.
But at the same time, an indescribable ecstasy welled up in my heart.
That's great... They're safe. They weren't caught up in that terrible magician's battle. They're being well protected.
If that's the case... then what is there to worry about with his worthless life?
With a resolute determination to perish together with others, Kariya, struggling to maintain his collapsing body, returned to the Matou mansion in Fukayama-cho like a walking corpse.
He leaned against the wall and limped down the stone steps leading to the underground insect chamber.
He knew that Zang Yan would be waiting for him there, questioning him about why he had let Berserker retreat.
Yan Ye clenched his fists. Even if the Mark Worm bites through his heart from the inside, he will tear off a piece of that old worm's flesh tonight.
However, just as he was about to step into the insectoid chamber...
"boom!!!"
A blindingly bright golden light suddenly erupted from the deepest part of the insect chamber without warning!
"Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"
Immediately afterwards, Matou Reiken's inhuman scream pierced the deathly silence of the basement.
Yan Ye stared in shock, and in the dazzling golden light, he witnessed the most shocking and satisfying scene of his life.
Inside the insect chamber, the once dense and nauseating swarm of insects was now being devoured by a pure and sacred golden flame.
The flames seemed to possess a life of their own, burning not bricks and stones, but only the insects on the filthy inkstone.
At the very center of the flames was Matou Tsuriken!
The golden flames instantly ignited his insect-like body.
It was like a leech, frantically drilling into the depths of the underground soil, heading straight for his "original brain worm" hidden at the bottom!
"No! What kind of magic is this?... Can a mere amulet possess such power?!"
Half of Zang Yan's face had been burned to a crisp, and his eyeballs had burst from the high temperature.
He screamed in agony as he frantically severed the magic circuits, trying to save the brain worm that was about to be roasted by the flames.
Standing on the steps, Kariya quietly watched Matou Tsurugen struggle in the golden flames.
That old monster who was usually high and mighty, who controlled his life and death, and who made him tremble to the bone...
At this moment, in the face of the descending "divine punishment," it seemed so pathetic and insignificant, like a puddle of mud.
A twisted sense of pleasure burst forth from Kariya's chest, instantly overwhelming the pain of the Marked Insect's backlash.
Yan Ye's right eye suddenly flashed with a frenzied killing intent.
"Since you're in so much pain right now... then let me see you off on your final journey, Zang Yan!!"
He suddenly raised his right hand, and the Command Seal on the back of his hand, as striking as blood, glowed faintly in the darkness.
Although the Command Seals were not directly consumed, the Master's command, through the magical link, summoned the Mad King who had been waiting in the shadows.
"Berserker!!!"
Kariya let out a heart-wrenching roar, pouring all the resentment of being deceived and all the love for Aoi into this single command:
"Crush him! Chop this disgusting old worm, soul and all, into mincemeat!!!"
"Roar roar roar!!!"
Accompanied by a roar that seemed to come from the deepest hell, pitch-black madness poured down from behind Yan Ye like a waterfall.
Lancelot, clad in heavy black armor, emerged from the void.
His eyes burned with a ferocious red light, and this mad dog did not hesitate at all in response to Yan Ye's command.
He had just faced two King Arthurs at the dock, and the unvented regret and despair were causing his spirit core to boil violently.
At this moment, the dirty inkstone became the perfect target for the rabid dog to vent its pain!
"Whoosh!"
Berserker casually ripped a thick iron pipe off the wall of the insect pod, and under the terrifying magical corrosive power of "Knights never die barehanded".
The rusty water pipes were instantly covered with red and black mesh patterns, turning into a weapon powerful enough to shatter the city walls.
The next second, the black afterimage crashed into the golden sea of fire like a cannonball.
"Wait! Kariya, you idiot! What are you doing... No!!!"
While still rolling on the ground, trying to cut off his tail to survive, Zang Yan suddenly raised his head, his only remaining eye filled with unbelievable fear.
He never imagined that the dog he had trained to fight enemies would bite his throat so viciously when he was at his weakest!
"Bang!!!"
Berserker's black iron pillar, imbued with immense force, slammed mercilessly onto Zang Yan's head.
It was accompanied by a tooth-grinding cracking sound and the splashing of juice.
Matou Ryouken's insect-like body had no chance to dodge the combined attack of golden flames and black madness.
The old bug's decaying body exploded into a pile of charred fragments, just like a rotten tomato that had been crushed!
Deep underground, the original brain worm, already on the verge of death from being burned by the golden flames, let out a silent wail as the magic network was completely severed.
"Ha...haha...hahahahaha!"
Seeing the gruesome sight of the shattered inkstone, Yan Ye collapsed to his knees on the stone steps, utterly helpless.
However, with the break in Lieyan's control over the swarm and the exhaustion of magic from continuous high-intensity summoning of Berserkers.
Kariya's body finally crossed the threshold of collapse.
The Crest Worms inside him began to run wildly and aimlessly after losing the magical energy supply from their host, and then they all died suddenly.
"puff!"
Yan Ye suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, and mixed in the foul-smelling blood were even more than a dozen shriveled dead insects.
His internal organs felt as if they had been thrown into a meat grinder, and his vision began to be rapidly swallowed by darkness.
However, he didn't care at all.
In this dark and gloomy basement, inside this body that was about to completely decay, Yan Ye raised his head.
On that pockmarked face, the most relieved smile he had seen since the Holy Grail War began.
"Aoi... Sakura, Rin... don't be afraid anymore."