Chapter 327: Insectified Assassin

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: Insectified Assassin

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

The Assassin Clone that the bug burrowed into froze and trembled in place, while the surrounding clones maintained their encirclement, their white skull masks uniformly staring at their abnormal comrade.

Rin’s mouth was agape, Sakura slumped on the ground, and a rare flicker of astonishment crossed Kirei Kotomine’s empty eyes.

Then, the nearest Assassin Clone slowly extended a hand clad in a black glove, tentatively reaching out to touch the shoulder of its rigid comrade.

Just as the fingertips were about to touch the black robe—

Pffft!!!

A muffled sound of something sharp tearing through cloth!

A sharp insect limb, dark, almost black, gleaming with a metallic, cold hardness, and covered in fine barbs, suddenly burst out of the rigid Assassin Clone’s chest!

The spear-like tip of the insect limb pierced through the chest of the comrade who had reached out to investigate!

The pierced Assassin Clone shuddered violently, unable even to scream, and its entire body rapidly shriveled at a visible speed, as if everything inside it was being frantically sucked away by the black insect limb!

In just two or three breaths, it turned into a scattering of black dust and vanished completely.

The insect limb that had burst forth quickly retracted, bringing with it the absorbed energy, causing the body of the originally parasitized Assassin to suddenly swell up!

The original black robe was stretched taut, and the sickening sound of twisting bone and growing carapace could be heard beneath the fabric!

"Retreat!"

Kirei Kotomine’s voice remained steady, but the order to retreat was issued faster than thought.

The moment the first insect limb burst from the chest, the hem of his black priest’s robe had already fluttered slightly, and he himself drifted silently backward like a weightless phantom, his movements so smooth they seemed rehearsed a thousand times.

The other Assassin Clones reacted instantly; as fragments of Hundred-Faced Hassan, they shared the instincts of a top-tier assassin.

However, the speed of the bug’s evolution was even faster!

"Hiss-Gah—!!!"

A sharp, inhuman shriek erupted from the Insectified Assassin’s throat!

Its swollen body spun abruptly, and with several tearing sounds of "chila" from its back, three, four, five... a total of eight black insect limbs, shaped like segmented spikes, ripped through the black robe, sweeping wildly around like a fan of death!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The dense sound of sharp blades cutting through spirit bodies rang out!

The four or five nearest Assassin Clones had no time to perform effective evasion and were struck by the lightning-fast, wide-ranging insect limbs!

Some were cut in half, some had their heads pierced, and others were shredded into pieces!

Without exception, all hit clones had their energy instantly drained, turning into flying ash!

The form of the Insectified Assassin completed its evolution amidst the scattering spiritual particle ashes.

It had swelled to nearly two and a half meters tall, with a robust physique that wasn’t bulky, covered entirely in matte black biological carapace, its lines smooth and sharp, resembling meticulously forged Gothic armor.

Dark red energy patterns faintly flowed at the joints.

Its face was covered by a smooth black visor, leaving only a narrow slit that emitted a faint, dark red glow.

The eight insect limbs extending from its back were no longer the repulsive form of a soft-bodied creature, but rather eight black metallic blades of varying shapes and graceful curves—two pairs were long, straight rapier-like forms, one pair was curved scythes with elegant arcs, one pair was segmented whip-blades with sharp tips, and the last two were relatively thick, resembling heavy gauntlets, ending in sharp grappling claws.

It was slightly hunched over, poised like a coiled leopard, full of power and a strange elegance.

Its dark red gaze scanned the empty corridor through the visor slit, then seemed to glance toward the direction where Kirei Kotomine had vanished, before it turned without hesitation and strode toward the main hall.

Its heavy steps made almost no sound on the carpet; only the eight sharp blades on its back swayed gently with its pace, reflecting the dim corridor light.

The main hall had been completely reduced to ruins.

The magnificent chandelier was now scattered crystals on the floor, the expensive furniture reduced to sawdust and rags, and the walls were covered in cracks.

The berserk March 7th tirelessly swung heavy ice weapons that constantly condensed and shattered, engaging in a fierce exchange with the completely Insectified Lancer.

"Roar!!"

March 7th slammed a massive ice hammer down!

Lancer blocked with his four crossed arms, cracking the floor tiles beneath his feet again, but his newly grown blade arms seized the opportunity to strike out like vipers, slashing across March 7th’s waist!

The ice armor shattered, a bloody mark appeared, and was immediately frozen by the cold air.

"Hiss!"

Lancer’s spear tip also seized the chance to thrust toward March 7th’s opening!

March 7th neither dodged nor retreated, instead using her other hand to conjure an ice shield to block the thrust, while simultaneously headbutting Lancer’s face!

Bang!

The two separated again. March 7th’s forehead was red and swollen, and cracks appeared in the carapace on Lancer’s face.

In her berserk state, March 7th’s fighting lacked any strategy, relying entirely on instinct and raw magical power. Although she wasn’t losing ground yet, her injuries were accumulating, and her Berserk energy was rapidly depleting.

"That’s about enough."

Phantylia fanned herself nearby, a hint of understanding flashing in her fox-like eyes. "Berserk rage is fierce, but an irrational war of attrition is ultimately inferior. The little berserker’s magical energy fluctuations are starting to become unstable."

As if to confirm her words, when March 7th condensed her ice axe again, the light around the axe head was visibly dimmer, and the speed of her swing was imperceptibly slower for a fraction of a second.

A red light flashed in the Insectified Lancer’s hollow eyes, seizing upon this subtle flaw!

He launched all four arms simultaneously, using the two spears to block the sides, while the two blade arms scissored toward March 7th’s neck!

This strike was both fast and vicious, sealing off all avenues of evasion!

"Little March!" Long Night Moon slightly raised the tip of her umbrella, a cold light suddenly appearing in her crimson eyes!

But someone was faster than her.

March 7th watched the insect blades scissoring toward her. A clear sense of crisis finally instinctively arose in her berserk consciousness. She wanted to retreat, but her steps were unsteady due to the previous fierce clash.

(Damn it—)

Just as the blade arms were about to close—

Boom!!!

A gigantic fist, covered in black streamlined carapace and featuring a dark red protruding ramming spike at the knuckle, suddenly slammed in from the side, precisely hitting the joint of the Insectified Lancer’s left blade arm!

Crack! A sickening sound of splintering!

Lancer’s blade arm was smashed aside, and the strangulation maneuver instantly collapsed!

The immense force caused his entire body to stagger two steps sideways!

March 7th stared blankly, widening her still crimson eyes, at the tall black figure that had suddenly appeared between her and the Insectified Lancer.

The black figure didn’t stop. After the successful punch, it spun around, delivering a fierce and swift spinning kick that slammed heavily into the shaft of Lancer’s hastily raised spear!

Clang—!!!!

The tremendous metallic impact shook dust down from the ruins!

Lancer was kicked several meters backward, his four arms trembling slightly.

Only then did the black figure stand firm, its back to March 7th, slightly hunched over, its eight black, uniquely shaped blade limbs swaying gently behind it, like wings of death.

Its dark red gaze locked onto the Insectified Lancer ahead through the visor.

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