There's nothing wrong with it, the culprit who made this forest so weird and made the animals, birds and insects disappear from the whole forest is the girl who is floating in the air about five meters above the ground, holding a small glass ball the size of a palm to watch. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A girl named Alice Norreki doesn't need much introduction.

As a strong person whose strength has reached the top of the main plane, Alice has thousands of ways to make this forest empty, not to mention that she still has the fear divinity that she absorbed from Corondo's hands in her body, with the fear divinity, she doesn't need to do anything complicated, use any powerful magic, the simplest thing is to fly into the forest and use a [fear aura] that can cover the entire forest Then those animals that have no intelligence at all will leave their homeland in panic and move towards what they think is safe, and only those trolls and ogres with simple intelligence can continue to roam the forest unaffected, but without food, these trolls and ogres are left with only two options: starvation and migration.

In addition to driving away those things that may be hunted by the Attila army and can be used as food by them, Alice also easily solved the centaurs and jackals that were found, and those little ones who are not even legendary can not escape Alice's hunt at all, and after death, in addition to the corpse being collected by Alice and thrown into the capital of death, their souls have also not escaped, and they are included in the small crystal ball in front of Alice now, if there is no accident, then what awaits them will be the fate of becoming ghosts fighting for Alice, that is the almost inescapable despair that can only be relieved by the complete collapse of the soul and the long river of souls.

And Attila still didn't know, knew the situation here, knew what kind of problems her strategy had encountered, and she didn't know that she wouldn't be able to get even a little bit of prey from the surrounding jungles, forests and grasslands in the future, and the bad thing was not only that, except for the most powerful hunting party led by the war, none of the other hunting teams escaped death.

Within a few days, thousands of Atila and Centaurs had disappeared into Karelian land, and many more of Atila's lives would be lost here, perhaps from starvation and cold, or by Alice's hands, or ...... Died at the hands of the Scandinavians who came from afar.

And neither they, nor their masters, at least for a short time, knew nothing.

The time was delayed for another three days, again in the disputed land of Karelia

On a vast grassland separated by forests and jungles, the breeze blew gently, and the grass that had receded from its green new clothes swayed its body like a dance, and the light emitted by the hanging sun did not bring a little warmth to the world, and could not dispel the coolness that had begun to wander in the air.

Fighting, fear, death

Once again, these three flowers of blood bloomed on the land, and the rich scent of blood overflowed, attracting one colorful butterfly after another to stay on the stamens.

Looking down from the sky, you can clearly see that two torrents of different colors are intertwined on this vast grassland, hitting each other, intertwining each other, and the intertwined waves splash towards the sky, and finally turn into red rain and fall to the ground, wetting the land that has become extremely dry.

The guests from Scandinavia and the war that went out hunting met unexpectedly on this steppe, and then there was no place for the two sides to discuss and chat, and after greeting each other, they grabbed the weapons in their hands and charged at each other, looking like they wanted each other to die quickly.

Although the Scandinavian army came from afar, they did not have the slightest sense of being guests, and there was no sense of fatigue on their faces, and the sound of arrogant laughter filled the sky over the battlefield, and the sound of weapons intersecting, and the sound of cutting flesh and bones, once again formed a song called war.

Not to mention the individual combat effectiveness alone, each of these Scandinavian berserkers has almost legendary strength, and can easily and unceasingly defeat a small army unscathed, this is not speculation, but after two brutal battles, with actual facts.

"Filthy gnoll, don't stain my clothes with your saliva. ”

With nimble steps, the berserker Hayar, who followed Beowulf from Scandinavia to the northern continent, easily dodged the pounce of a jackal, he wielded an iron sword in his hand, and in the rotation, the sharp blade did not have the slightest sense of sluggishness, cutting through the leather armor, cutting the flesh, cutting the bones, and cutting the jackal in half from his waist in mid-air, but the cross-section of the wound was unusually smooth, which also told the excellence of this iron sword from Jutland.

A second later, blood and the colorful entrails spilled down the cross-section, and the gnoll rolled on the grass with the howl of the whole day, trying to reduce the pain from the lower back.

But this kind of action does nothing to help his survival except to make the blood and internal organs fall out faster, except to dye the grass of Banhuang bright red, and to make him move into death at a faster speed.

Five or six gnolls had been lying around the berserker, all of whom had been cut in two by their sharp iron swords during the battle with Hayar...... Obviously, there weren't many gnolls dead, but because of Harald's attack method, it created an artistic conception of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood here.

Seeing that one of their companions had been killed so easily, the gnolls did not go berserk, nor did they rush forward to attack them, but stopped one after another, and they surrounded the berserker layer by layer, low gasps echoed in their mouths, and the weapons in their hands made of simple stones and wood pointed at each other from afar, but none of them dared to attack, as long as the other party was not attacking, they did not attack.

The time of the confrontation passed very quickly, when a breeze blew, a sharp sound of breaking the air sounded, and the dense stones turned into black shadows from the sky and fell towards the berserker, it turned out that the action of the jackal was only to paralyze the nerves of the berserker, in the blind corner of Hayar's vision, where the gnoll body in the front row was occupied, those gnolls in the rear had untied the belt around their waists, turned into an oval stone bullet, wielded such a rudimentary catapult, and shot the ammunition at the enemy, the reason why the stone bullets were ground into an oval shape was also so that these stone bullets could reduce the resistance of the air when flyingto make it fly faster.

Dense jingling sounded continuously, the berserker danced the iron sword in his hand in front of him into a gray shadow, in the air in front of the berserker, the fire of the iron sword and the stone colliding with each other appeared from time to time, and the broken stone powder was scattered everywhere, and because of these powders, the gnoll's vision was completely obscured, but in such a chaotic sound, a few muffled sounds could still be clearly heard, it was the sound of the stone hitting the flesh, and this was enough for the gnoll people to throw stone bullets more frantically。

The heavy rain composed of stones has stopped, the stone bullets carried by the jackal man have finally been successful, the gray shadow has also changed from a new sword to a long sword held by the berserker in his hand, the breeze blows away the smoke and dust, and the berserker who appeared in front of the jackal man again is much more embarrassed than just now, although only a few stone bullets broke through his defense and hit him, although the sweater made of bear skin on his body slightly blocked and reduced the power of the stone bullets, but still left five or six cyan and purple marks on his skin, and judging from the pale face of the berserker, these injuries were not just superficial flesh wounds, maybe also wounded the bones and internal organs in the bodySuch an injury can have a certain impact on Hayar's battle.

"Bastard!"

The berserker who stood in place gulped in the cool fresh air, wiped his eyes with his hand that was not holding the weapon, the warm liquid flowed in his palm, and the cold feeling on his forehead made him know that it was his own blood even if he didn't confirm it with his eyes, and the continuous pain in his stomach like a wave also told him that the attack just now caused him internal bleeding damage, as well as a dull pain in his bones, and he didn't need to think about it to know that there was either a bone crack or a fracture.

He didn't expect that these gnolls, these jackals who had killed countless people who were cut melons and vegetables by him in the Scandinavian battlefield, would actually cause damage to themselves in this place, in this land called Karelia, and it was not a flesh wound, but an injury that could affect his combat effectiveness and even threaten his life.

"Bastard!"

The berserker roared again, he shook off the liquid flowing in his palm, held the hilt of the long sword with both hands, and stepped on the ground with both feet, leaving a cobweb-like trace on the spot, the whole person flew towards the enemy like a cannonball, in mid-air, his body had swelled in a circle, every muscle was bulging outward, the white and rough skin was jumped tightly by these muscles, as if the next moment the skin would be torn apart and exposed to the air, and those cyan red blood vessels were like high mountains and hills rising from the ground, hideous and terrifying, as for the bearskin coat outside, has long been reduced to pieces and left in the place where he was standing.

This is madness, injured by the humble gnolls in the eyes of these berserkers, this berserker can no longer suppress the anger in his heart and the mania that wants to kill the enemy, and he began to go berserk within a few minutes of the first battle, as for what retains strength, what conserves physical strength and the like, he was unceremoniously thrown into the deep sea of the North Sea just now.

Berserkers who can go berserk, whether in the Northern Continent or Scandinavia, can be called nightmarish beings, they enjoy the grace of the gods, use the blood inherited from their ancestors in their bodies, tap into their latent abilities, and finally become a berserker after hard training and brutal battles.

These berserkers, before they went berserk, can only be called powerful warriors, although they can defeat tigers and leopards, can hunt white bears, but after the madness, their strength has increased several times, to the extent that they can challenge the dragon, just like Beowulf, before he became a legend, he used the power of madness to successfully kill a white dragon entrenched in the mountains near Yeat.

Of course, there is no such thing in the world that only has to gain without giving, and when they start their madness, these berserkers are indeed able to gain several times more power than themselves, but at the same time they have also lost the most important thing as a warrior, the thing that distinguishes them from other animals as intelligent beings, some people call them reason, and some people call them wisdom.

Without reason, then what is left in the body is beast, the red-eyed berserker in mid-air, with a strong body, ate the second stone bullet attack, because of the loss of reason, compared to the first time just now, he received more damage, and the swollen body was full of red and purple marks.

The berserker, with the wind, descended from the sky to the ground, and the power and wind he carried directly made the nearest three werewolves become blood mist, and the ground shook violently like an earthquake, and then the shadow dyed red by the blood mist began to show a straight line to split the jackal crowd in half.

Wherever the shadow passed, there were stumps and severed arms in his wake, and those who were not completely dead, who were cut in half, wailing and struggling on the ground, the gray sword was completely covered in blood, and the blade was stained with a mixture of red and yellow blood, grease and flesh, but unfortunately, this was the end of Hayar's killing, and he was not able to extend the results further.

The berserker had only advanced about twenty paces before he had to stop, not because his injuries had reached a certain level, nor because all the enemies around him had been killed by him, but because the surviving gnolls had already begun to retreat...... No, the word retreat is not appropriate to describe the gnolls at this time, because now these gnolls, except for those who were killed by the berserker at the beginning, the rest of the gnolls who were able to move were already about fifty paces away from the berserker, and at this distance, the berserker could no longer withstand the gnolls.

Of course, if the berserker had not gone berserk at this time, and there was still reason left in his body, the result would have been a different story, and those heavy short axes hanging from his waist would have taught these gnolls to face a berserker without leaving the arms of death at a distance of fifty paces.

It's a pity that there may be a lot of things in this magical world, but there is one thing that doesn't exist, at least not in the body of this berserker, and that is the so-called if.

Lost reason, gained power

This plus and a minus did not allow this berserker to defeat the enemy at this time, but instead made him fall into passivity, which is also extremely ironic, at the beginning on the battlefield in Scandinavia, the first to lose their minds were these jackals who were released [Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy] and could only charge, trying to drown the opponent with crowd tactics.