"Huh?"

The Berserker felt a little strange. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were scorching crimson flames all around, but Lawson, who was at the core, exuded an extremely calm aura, like a piece of cold ice in the flames, which made people feel jealous.

He tried to withdraw his hand, but Rosen's seemingly slender skeleton of bones gripped his fist firmly, and the Berserker felt a sense of blockage.

Could it be that the other party's strength is stronger than your own?

In the fight just now, how much strength did he retain?

The flames attempted to incinerate the Berserker's fist, but were blocked by the black cuticle armor, but despite this, the Berserker felt the temperature of his palm rising.

Then, Rosen moved.

He gripped the berserker's fist tightly in his left hand, and the wolf knight's greatsword in his right hand swung out suddenly.

Without any skills, without any cover-up, it is a straightforward narrative and a sword that returns to the basics.

Just as the Berserker's fist is unadorned, Lawson's sword is just as simple.

But it's breathtaking.

When the Berserker was alive, he had fought with more than one swordsman, but none of these blade-relying guys could give him the satisfaction of fighting, and even the sword he swung was a little less bloody, it was all carving and calculation.

But Lawson's sword made the berserker see the core of the most essential swordsmanship.

The so-called swordsmanship, in the final analysis, is nothing more than a killing technique.

Thousands of changes, summed up in one word, that is-kill!

The blade of the Wolf Knight's greatsword headed towards the Berserker's heart, but collided with his fist halfway through, creating a subtle deviation that eventually pierced the Berserker's flank.

The indestructible armor was pierced by the burning blade for only a moment, and the filthy black blood dripped down the blade, and in an instant, it was evaporated by the heat, making a sizzling sound.

Flames poured from the wound into the Berserker's body, turning the flesh of the greatsword into charred carbon, and a disgusting stench filled the air.

But then, there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha......"

It was the Berserker, he grinned and let out an insolent laugh.

"Hahahahaha!!ha

Then, his upper arm suddenly swelled several times, and the unstoppable force was difficult for even Lawson who used the embers to match, and hurriedly drew his sword and left, but the berserker did not attack, but took advantage of this to distance himself from Lawson.

The Berserker gasped, his searing breath filling the air with a white mist, and he covered the wound on his flank, where the flesh was rapidly recovering, closing the wound that Rosen had left behind.

"You're probably the best opponent I've ever faced. ”

Whispering, the Berserker clapped his hands, and the tense muscles of his body trembled slightly.

"You're not bad either. ”

Rosen replied, in his field of vision, the magic around the berserker was condensing a little into his body, unlike before, he was now mobilizing all the magic power he could control, but instead of attaching it to his body as a barrier like Lawson, he was compressing the magic as much as he could.

The huge magic power was gradually condensed to the size of a bean, and at this moment, beside the berserker, a space without magic was formed.

And the highly compressed magic is converging in the berserker's chest.

Gruul had only heard Berserker talk about this move when he introduced his abilities, it was a means that was close to the ultimate trick, and he couldn't imagine what form it would take, but what Gruul saw now was indeed beyond his expectations.

Crystals of magic emerged from the Berserker's chest, tiny specks of light, but with enough energy to destroy an entire hill.

Only a silver-level mage can achieve such a control power, but the berserker in front of him has clearly not improved his strength at all.

Not to mention that he is still a martial artist who has reached such a level with his combat skills.

Reaching the form of a demon god in the form of a mortal, Grull thought of what people said about berserkers, about Diorestoi.

And for Rosen, this is quite a red flag.

This has been condensed into the magic power of the entity, no matter how it is used, it is extremely threatening, if it was possible to rely on the power amplification of embers to fight before, then now it cannot be confronted head-on no matter what.

"Ahh!!h

The berserker roared, shaking in all directions.

His eyes were red, and then, his right hand jerked out, clutching the magic crystals in his palm.

Turning sideways, Berserker clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it next to his lower abdomen, his left hand covering his right fist.

Hum -

Almost substantial fluctuations of mana came from his palm, knocking Langton directly to the ground, and even Grull took several steps back to stabilize his body, he looked up and saw the Berserker's palm, a pure white ball of light was gradually lighting up.

Between the two hands, the ball of light composed of pure magic power rotated at high speed, and it was already the size of an egg, and its light also changed from the original faint to as dazzling as a small sun at this time.

"Witness, this is the strongest blow that is condensed by refining the body to the extreme with martial arts. ”

Berserker roared, his muscles bulging, his muscles bulging, and his expression hideous, as if he was enduring great pain.

"I'll name it - Silence!"

As he spoke, the Berserker pushed forward with both hands, slowly pushing the ball of light out.

Hum -

The ball of light quickly disintegrated and deformed, turning into a thick beam of light, which shot straight in the direction where Rosen was.

The world has turned black and white.

The white one is the beam, and the black one is the rest.

Facing this beam of light that could destroy everything, Lawson raised the wolf knight greatsword in his hand.

He turned off all perception, and of course, under this surging magic, all perception was also useless, so Rosen did not try to find a flaw in this beam.

He just gathered his consciousness and condensed it on his long sword.

Just as the Berserker entrusted himself to Fist, Lawson entrusted himself to the Wolf Knight Greatsword.

For a while, the world was silent, only staggered light and shadow swayed.

Then, in the dim world of Rosen, a long sword appeared.

"Please. ”

He nodded, reached out, and grasped the sword.

Then, endless sword intent surged from the blade of the wolf knight's greatsword.

Rosen opened his vision again, and a pure white beam of light was reaching in front of him.

Unhurried, Lawson swung the long sword in his hand.

A flame burned from heaven and earth.

It is like the primordial flame of the goddess when she created the world, like the torch of human beings overcoming obstacles to open up the wilderness, and like the last flame of countless civilizations struggling in the face of chaos.

The flames collided with the beams, and the forces and powers converged, bursting out with a shockwave that shook the earth.

And in this shockwave, in the collision of the two forces, Rosen saw that the berserker was covered in scars and was swinging a punch.

Rosen lifted his sword.