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"But apart from that, there was nothing suspicious about it."
Omegamon looked around with its head, checking several times, but still couldn't find any possibility of anyone else interfering.
Unfortunately, I had no choice but to go back and reunite with my Master.
"Is he already dead?"
"Berserker."
"It seems that using that kind of Noble Phantasm is still too much of a stretch."
"We've already left the factory, avoiding routes that would give us away," Bazdilot whispered.
The magic's endurance is fine, but the output can't keep up.
Compared to Saber's explosive counterattack, there was absolutely no time for them to make any moves to remedy the situation.
Just like water pipes of different models, the water output rate varies.
It's hard to imagine that Saber had such a hidden trick up her sleeve.
This prevented Berserker from winning decisively, and he was ultimately killed by the effects of his own Noble Phantasm.
Extrajudicial trial.
As the demon herself explained, whoever fails to hold on will "die".
It has nothing to do with strength, defense, skills, or methods; it's purely about the difference in the level of each other's magic.
Winning is fine, but losing will force you to empty your "health bar".
That was the result of Kōreimon's defeat.
Bazdilot knew she was "dead".
Therefore, preparations for relocation are being made.
This was not an intention to "withdraw" from the war, but rather he needed a safe base to hide in.
The reason they dared to appear so openly before was because the heroic spirits were still alive.
Now that Alcides has left the stage and Karimu is dead, he, who still carries the Dragon Balls, may be targeted by someone.
This factory is no longer safe.
No matter how valuable the facility is, it cannot be moved now, so he plans to abandon it.
Taking the magic crystal is enough.
With these resources, Berserker could naturally make a comeback.
It's not over yet.
This is true for Bazdilot.
Generally speaking, if a Heroic Spirit is defeated, then the Master is essentially sentenced to "death".
But he wasn't that anxious.
Kareemu is dead, but that's all.
Death is not the end for this heroic spirit, but merely a brief respite before a new battle begins.
It would be more advantageous for Bazdilot to hide during this opportunity.
"It's better not to use that Noble Phantasm next time."
A black orb of light appeared in his palm, and he gave a rare word of advice.
Even with ample magic reserves, the difference is still quite significant.
The opponent's Saber can perform at a "100" level in one go, and he can also reach that level when he works with Kalime, but it takes time to accumulate and build up.
Having learned his lesson, he believes it would be better to ban Berserker from being used again.
Success may be great, but failure can leave you with nothing.
(Let's wait for the next battle to begin)
(I will choose you to fight again then.)
He didn't say it aloud, but recited it in his heart.
Bazdilot's figure gradually disappeared into the city.
The black sphere in the sky disintegrated, leaving only a hollow mark.
The city under the moonlight was in such chaos.
At that moment, the Masters in different locations deduced the outcome of the battle between the two Heroic Spirits based on the disappearing magical energy.
The battle between Saber and Berserker.
It was the former's victory.
As for the latter's situation, they had no idea.
At least, when Orlando, as a police officer, led a raid on the factory.
The place was deserted, with no trace left to explore.
After the search was completed, Orlando looked at the moon and said in a suppressed voice.
"The battle is over, but it feels like nothing has been resolved."
"This is terrible!"
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"Sir."
"I know we have to catch that guy."
Seeing the indignant expressions on his subordinates' faces, Orlando responded in a deep voice.
The magic instruments I saw in the factory earlier immediately gave me the clues to what had happened here.
Those were absolutely horrific experiments and exploits.
The whereabouts of the missing persons have been definitively determined.
The technology to turn people into magical crystals.
No wonder Bazdilot could command the two Heroic Spirits so arbitrarily.
"boom!"
"Hey, what are you doing!"
The sound of destruction rang out, accompanied by a police officer's exclamation.
Everyone turned to look, only to see Saitama simply smashing the facilities with a light touch.
"Oh, you guys probably don't need something like this, right?"
When questioned, Saitama simply responded calmly.
Orlando has already explained the purpose of these instruments in detail.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it violates human rights.
Destroy it.
He just did what he wanted to do.
"Don't make decisions on your own."
We need to move.
This clearly displeased one of the officers, but Orlando quickly stopped him.
"It doesn't matter."
"Sir? But..."
The officer looked back at Orlando as he approached, his face showing surprise and doubt.
"Keeping this kind of weird thing around will likely cause problems."
"Smashing it is considered disposing of it on the spot."
As he spoke, Orlando made no attempt to blame anyone.
Rather, he was indeed hesitant about whether or not to move these things.
Although it can be hidden, there's no guarantee it won't be exploited by malicious individuals.
Just as he was hesitating, Assassin's actions gave him a sense of relief and enlightenment.
right.
There's no need to hesitate.
The right thing to do when faced with something that treats human life so lightly is to destroy it.