Chapter 672: Berserker!

The rat craftsman is very energetic, Zhu Tian is also very energetic, a day has passed, he is not sleepy, except for authorizing Xiaohong Chegel Guli to depict the magic array, he consumes some undead energy, but there is nothing to do with him.

Staying in one place for too long will produce suppressed emotions, and no one has given Zhu Tian an incentive system, so there is no need for him to stay here firmly.

After walking out of this temporarily reconstructed building yard, Zhu Tian went straight to the Berserker Association, and looked at the huge red mushroom building in front of him, he walked in without hesitation.

"Bengaru Midu Unokovi Jimis Fengmi, hello!" Looking at the red-haired berserker standing in front of him, Zhu Tian pronounced out his full name, "'Bengaru' represents risk, 'Midodai' represents healing, and 'Unokovi' represents speed, this is your honor, isn't it?Your father's surname is Jimmy, and your mother's surname is Fengmi, so I can call you Jimmy." ”

Jimis was stunned, no longer in the rough tone he had when he first met Zhu Tian, he squirmed and said, "I didn't expect that Lord Gruxiu would tell you all about my honor. With that, he smiled and walked away.

Rao is Zhu Tian is in a good mood today, otherwise he would not have shown such an attitude towards Jimmy, watching Jimmy walk away with catwalks like a big girl, Zhu Tian was so surprised that he couldn't close his jaw for a long time.

Big brother, isn't it just pronouncing your name? As for acting so angry?

Blinking his eyes and noticing the suspicious glances cast by several berserkers nearby, Zhu Tian didn't stop long, turned around and walked along the corridor.

Walking into the bedroom in his memory, he looked at the red-haired middle-aged man standing in front of him and said, "I'm looking for President Guruxiu, yesterday, oh no, it was the day before yesterday, we made an appointment to meet." ”

Zhu Tian walked around Guruxiu's bedroom, and finally looked through the kraft books depicting martial arts on the bookshelf with boredom.

"I'm guessing you're looking for this. "The middle-aged man threw something as golden as Zhu Tian.

Zhu Tian stretched out his hand to take it, looked at the Apocalypse Medal in his palm, and then glanced at the middle-aged man standing at the door, as if he felt something, he said in disbelief: "No!"

The middle-aged man smiled, "What? I can't believe it?"

"Are you Guruxiu?" Zhu Tian faintly saw some traces, and said in disbelief, ", you are really!"

"I didn't expect the Order of the Apocalypse to be so powerful, the last time I saw the Order of the Apocalypse was five years ago!"

Obviously, the middle-aged man in front of him was undoubtedly Guruxiu.

The sturdy body was like a balloon that had been blown up, and it had swelled twice as much as before! The full muscles were about to burst the cuffs.

Is this still the eighty-year-old man I saw the day before yesterday?

If it weren't for Zhu Tian having observed him up close and being familiar with his voice, Zhu Tian would not have believed that such a huge change could occur in two days.

Zhu Tian put down the brown book in his hand, circled around Guruxiu's body, and then pinched his face and pinched his chin, "Beautiful!"

Gruxiu corrected, "The women of the Berserk Clan prefer to praise me as the handsome Gruxiu, the handsome president. ”

"Not bad, it's amazing!" Zhu Tian nodded and said, he playfully glanced at the Rat Clan head on the Apocalypse Medal, thinking that with this magical medal, he would not have to worry about the side effects of devouring the bloodline power of the orcs in the future.

Suppressing the desire in his heart for the time being, Zhu Tian said to Guruxiu:

"Two berserkers, this is what you promised me, I remember you said that Jimmy defeated a mid-level demon when he was ten years old, is it really fake?

Won't you be able to defeat high-level demons when you become adults?"

Guruxiu did not admit it, nor did he deny it, but told Zhu Tian a story:

"When I was ten years old, I saw dozens of wolf orcs besieging our Berserker Association president, and at that time, except for the president, there was no berserker around, so he was fighting dozens of wolf orcs with one person!

Zhu Tian didn't speak, thinking to himself in his heart.

Grusius smiled and continued:

"That Berserker President is the most powerful person I've ever seen! Maybe even if I'm three times stronger now, I may not be able to compare to him, he is just one person, with a single sword, he can defeat dozens of wolf orcs!"

"How did he do it?" Zhu Tian couldn't help but ask at this time. It's not that he hasn't seen a battle like a hundred, but this is the abyss, and the enemy is not an ordinary human race! According to Zhu Tian's inner estimate, the strength of an orc can be compared to more than a dozen human races! So defeating dozens of orcs is not as simple as being a hundred! What's more, it is a wolf cavalry with an abyss magic horse!

In other words, that's a one-thousand-thru record!

The average height of orcs is more than two meters seven, what about the terran berserkers? Zhu Tian has not seen many berserkers, but aside from the two-meter-tall Jimmy he just saw at the door, and the two-meter-five tall Guruxiu in front of him, he has also seen several berserkers with an average height of about two meters from a distance in the berserker association. The muscle contrast between berserkers and orcs is even greater, not to mention the powerful natural skills of the orc races.

So, how did the Berserker leader in Gruxiu's mouth defeat dozens of wolf cavalry?

"He slashed himself first during the battle!" Grucius described with a sigh, "that one cut directly through his own thigh!" His opponent, the dozens of wolf cavalry surrounding the leader, were also stunned, obviously not knowing what they were facing. ”

"And then?" Zhu Tian couldn't help but urge.

"Then," a miserable smile appeared on the corner of Gruxiu's mouth, "and then he slashed himself a second time! The second slash was deeper and heavier, directly slashing through his lower abdomen and chest! Blood spread all over his body, making those wolf cavalry look stupid! The wolf cavalry thought they had met a fool, but they didn't know that their nightmare had just begun!"

Zhu Tian felt his goosebumps rush all over his body with electricity, this kind of blood-boiling scene only needs to be imagined a little to cause a male to resonate, he did not interrupt Guruxiu's memories again, only listened to Guruxiu couldn't help but breathe rapidly, and finally took a deep breath, the tone of his narration was full of reverence:

"When the third sword of the guild leader slashed his own neck, the wolf cavalry in confusion finally activated!

"The source of the strength of the berserker is blood! When the wolf cavalry charges, my president, my guardian! He has already smelled the smell of blood, so the beginning of the battle also means the end of the wolf cavalry! At the age of ten, I looked at the head of the wolf cavalry thrown in front of me, and thought to myself, what is a berserker?"

"The answer is blood—our own blood! The blood of the enemy! As long as we see the blood, the abyss is destined to shed more blood! Blood makes us stronger! It makes the enemy tremble! It makes the whole abyss tremble!"

Of course, not all berserkers are so hot-blooded, I was hot-blooded and fought when I was young, like the president who activated the power of the blood in his body! Fight with countless orcs!

Protect your own people! In order to be able to fight for a little life in the abyss!"

"Forty years have passed, and I have also fought for thirty years, since I witnessed what a real berserker is when I was ten years old, everything has changed, I am mad for madness, I am mad for madness! Everything will be dyed red in front of me! The blood of orcs is red and green! The blood of demons is black! The blood of demons is blue and gold! There are countless blood of demonic beasts! All blood can inspire the fighting spirit of berserkers!"

"Hundreds of battles? Or thousands, I can't remember! In the end, it's not just about fighting, when the berserker really goes berserk, no one can control himself, every battle is at the cost of the berserker's lifespan, the bloodline talent is weak, a battle may lose a year's life, the bloodline talent is like me, after a hundred battles, it will also wither as a centenarian. Everything comes at a price, and when I really couldn't hold the knife, I looked back and found that thousands of people had fallen behind me, and there were still less than a hundred people who could stand. ”

"Orcs can't be killed, no matter how crazy a berserker is, he can't break through the limit of numbers, how many berserkers are there in the entire abyss, 10,000, 20,000, maybe tens of thousands, when the president is still alive, he told me that it will definitely not exceed 100,000. It's only a hundred thousand, and what about the orcs? how many of them are a hundred times that of berserkers, and the most powerful Elder I've ever seen can only defeat a few dozen wolf cavalry, not to mention us last berserkers who are getting more and more confused?"

"When I was ten years old, the Lord was killed in battle, and I returned with his body in my arms, and I became the new President after being elected by many berserkers, how could the ten-year-old Lord lead the Berserkers to true glory? When I almost let our berserker exterminate the race, I woke up, knowing that the final result of unprovoked battles can only be self-defeating, ten years ago, it was also the moment when I began to age, I took the berserker to open up the territory of the dungeon, although there will be some small friction with the rat clan occasionally, but the bloodline of our team has been passed on. ”

Zhu Tian quietly listened to President Grushu's description, and mixed emotions developed in his heart, on the one hand, he was lamenting the curse of the bloodline of the berserker clan, and on the other hand, he probably knew why the berserker was driven into the abyss like the orcs.

Yes, in Zhu Tian's opinion, the berserker clan's ability to go berserk is not a good thing, on the contrary, he feels that this is a curse, a complete curse!

Zhu Tian walked up to President Guruxiu and stretched out his hand to untie the brown and black linen cloth he had wrapped around his body, and shocking scars appeared in front of Zhu Tian's eyes on his chest, lower abdomen, and arms, like spider webs, like centipedes, crisscrossed by dozens and hundreds of scars!

Zhu Tian once saw that Frank had thirty-five scars on his body, and at that time he thought that real men were nothing more than that, and at this time, he knew that there was a group of real bloodthirsty madmen in this world.

"By my side, you can share the healing power of the Order of the Apocalypse. In the future, I will receive more Apocalypse Medals, and that will be your reward for staying with me. I need you, you need me, and I will help you find the berserkers in the abyss, and get you out of the curse of the bloodline!Finally, if I can, I will take you out of the abyss......"