Chapter 322: Releasing Instinct

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Releasing Instinct

Clang——!!!

The massive roar of clashing metal was accompanied by the rumbling of walls shattering!

The Gáe Dearg in Lancer’s hand accurately caught a tiny gap in March 7th’s ice bow block, and the long spear twisted violently like a venomous dragon!

March 7th felt an irresistible force surge from the bow’s body. Her hand shook violently, the ice bow nearly slipping from her grasp, and her entire body was sent flying backward by this overwhelming force. With a "boom," she crashed through the ornately decorated plaster relief wall on the side of the main hall, and dust and rubble instantly filled the air!

"Little March?!"

Long Night Moon’s crimson pupils narrowed slightly, and she couldn’t help but let out a low cry.

This defeat had come far too quickly!

Even though the opponent was a top-tier Lancer and had been enhanced by alienation, Little March had the support of a command spells... "Oh my, it seems this little Berserker isn’t quite used to her true ’Class’ yet."

Phantylia covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes full of the pleasure of watching a good show, as if what was before her wasn’t a life-and-death struggle, but an interesting play.

Just as Long Night Moon’s fingers moved slightly and an almost invisible dark red shimmer began to flow along the edge of her black umbrella, preparing to intervene—

Bang!!!

A more muffled impact sound exploded from the dust!

A blue shadow shot backward even faster than it had gone in, smashing hard against the opposite wall before rolling to the ground, letting out a raspy, low growl that didn’t sound human.

The dust slowly settled.

A figure stepped over the rubble and emerged from the shadows of the broken wall.

It was March 7th.

But she didn’t quite look like the usual March 7th.

Her pink hair was somewhat disheveled and draped over her shoulders, with the tips even stained with a bit of wall dust.

Her pinkish-blue eyes, which were usually bright and smiling, were now covered with a layer of dark red halo. Her gaze was scattered and wild, having lost its focus.

A red mist, like burning blood, permeated her body—a symbol of overflowing Mad Enhancement magical energy.

There seemed to be a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, but her expression showed no pain, only primal violence.

"Ugh... roar..."

Indistinct, low, and dangerous growls came from her throat, like an enraged young beast.

She lowered her head and looked at the ice crystal longbow in her hand, which had just blocked a fatal blow and was now covered in cracks.

She tilted her head, seemingly very dissatisfied with this "not sturdy enough" thing.

Then, under everyone’s gaze, she grabbed both ends of the ice bow with her hands and lifted her right leg—

Crack! Snap——!!!

The ice bow was smashed hard against her raised knee, snapping into two pieces!

Shattered ice crystals flew in all directions.

"Oh ho ho ho——!!!"

She let out a venting roar, her hands suddenly grabbing at the empty space on both sides!

Violent magical energy gathered and took shape frantically!

The bone-chilling cold caused the temperature in the hall to drop instantly, and countless tiny ice crystals condensed in the air.

Two massive, crudely and ferociously styled greatswords, composed entirely of deep blue ice, appeared in her hands!

The blades were much taller than she was. The edges weren’t sharp, but they were covered with jagged ice thorns, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.

Mad Enhancement—the power truly belonging to a Berserker, discarding reason and technique to turn everything into the most primal desire for destruction—was now fully manifested in March 7th!

"Roar——!"

March 7th’s crimson eyes locked onto the just-stabilized Lancer, and her feet suddenly kicked off the ground!

The expensive carpet and wooden floor beneath her feet cracked and sank with a "snap"!

She was like a cannonball, dragging ice crystal fragments behind her, wielding giant ice swords that were extremely disproportionate to her petite figure, and charging wildly at Lancer!

No patterns, no hesitation, only the most direct—slash!

A red light flashed in Lancer’s hollow eyes, and his twin spears thrust rapidly, attempting to resolve this bull-like charge with spear techniques.

Gáe Dearg tapped toward the weak point of the ice sword’s power, while Gáe Buidhe thrust straight toward March 7th’s wide-open chest and abdomen!

However, after Mad Enhancement, March 7th’s fighting style had completely changed!

She didn’t dodge or evade!

Clang!!! Crack!

Gáe Dearg accurately struck the spine of the left ice sword, but failed to shatter it as expected. Instead, the spear shaft shook violently from the pure, barbaric force on the ice sword!

The right ice sword slashed down hard, missing the shaft of Gáe Buidhe by a hair, forcing Lancer to sidestep and dodge.

But March 7th’s attacks were like a violent storm, never stopping!

As one sword was parried, the other had already swept horizontally with a screech that froze the air!

Lancer retreated rapidly, his spear tips tapping repeatedly, trying to create distance.

"Roar!"

March 7th let out a dissatisfied low growl. Her momentum didn’t decrease; she actually threw the left ice sword hard toward Lancer’s face like a throwing axe!

The ice sword whirled and howled, blocking the space above!

Lancer was forced to crouch, and March 7th had already taken this opportunity to rush in front of him. Her remaining right ice sword chopped down with the force of splitting mountains!

Clang——!!!

Lancer crossed his twin spears, desperately holding off this heavy blow!

The floor tiles beneath his feet instantly shattered into a spiderweb pattern!

The massive force on the ice sword made his arm bones groan under the unbearable weight, and the insect armor covering his body also showed fine cracks.

"Roar!"

March 7th’s left hand grabbed at the air, and another slightly smaller ice sword instantly condensed, stabbing straight at Lancer’s abdomen!

Lancer was both shocked and enraged. The regenerative power and flexibility bestowed within him exploded, and he leaned back at an angle that nearly broke his spine. The ice sword grazed his breastplate, kicking up a trail of ice shards.

But March 7th’s fierce attack followed without pause!

The downward pressure of the right ice sword hadn’t faded when the newly condensed left ice sword thrust out again like a venomous snake!

There were no routines, only reliance on violent combat instinct and surging magical energy. Her speed was so fast that she left trails of ice-blue afterimages in the air!

Lancer was forced to retreat repeatedly, his twin spears dancing like the wind. Gáe Dearg’s anti-magic property constantly dissolved the magical energy on the ice swords, and Gáe Buidhe occasionally managed to catch an opportunity to pierce March 7th’s body. However, most were blocked by the ice crystal plates that spontaneously condensed on her body’s surface under Mad Enhancement, leaving only shallow wounds that were quickly frozen by the cold to stop the bleeding under the surge of magical energy.

Loud bangs echoed continuously in the hall!

Ice crystals and golden spear light clashed frantically!

Expensive furniture and antiques suffered in the aftermath of their battle, constantly being slashed to pieces or smashed down!

The entire main hall of the Tohsaka Residence quickly became a mess, as if ravaged by a giant beast.

Long Night Moon held her black umbrella, standing quietly at the edge of the battle circle, the umbrella surface tilted slightly to block the flying debris.

Her crimson eyes closely followed March 7th’s chaotic yet exceptionally fierce figure. In addition to her initial worry, a trace of complex surprise gradually appeared in her eyes.

(Is this... the true power of the Berserker Class? Completely releasing instinct, destruction fueled by magical energy and life force...)

(The power Little March usually suppresses has exploded in this way under Mad Enhancement...)

Although the battle lacked any aesthetic of technique and could even be called barbaric, the destructive power it displayed was indeed a world away from the pink-haired girl from before.

"What a wonderful metamorphosis."

Phantylia had somehow walked to a spot not far from Long Night Moon’s side, still smiling as if watching a gladiator match from up close. "From a timid little beast to a biting mad dog... this kind of contrast is always intoxicating, isn’t it?"

Long Night Moon didn’t respond. Her expression couldn’t be seen under the umbrella, but her fingers holding the handle tightened slightly.

Phantylia didn’t mind and continued to herself, her voice soft but carrying cold malice: "However, it seems time is running out. The little guest inside that Tohsaka Family head seems unable to wait to break out of its shell. Calculating the time... it should be just about here, right?"

Her fox-like eyes curved as she looked toward the entrance to the side wing corridor—the direction where Rin and Sakura had dragged Tokiomi away.

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