Chapter Twenty-Three: Berserker

"Haha, he wants to hold the sword in both hands to meditate! It's useless, the person who has absorbed the damage of the thunder attack in full can't move at all!"

"It's already good, it's the first time I've seen someone who can still retain consciousness in this situation, and the people who have been attacked by thunder in the past can only wail!"

"This kid is a paladin, I went to the goddess temple where he fought for the first time with the head of the regiment to observe, and the hard marble floor was destroyed beyond recognition by the power of his holy light!

"Yes, on the way here, I heard from the head of the regiment that this kid can trigger the power of the Holy Light out of the body and cause huge damage, but unfortunately he hasn't received the orthodox Paladin training, so he won't let the Holy Light fuse perfectly with the body. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"No wonder the head of the regiment wants to restrain this kid's actions and not give him a chance to attack with the power of holy light!"

"Why didn't he directly use the power of the Holy Light in the first place, but instead rushed forward with his sword?"

"You stupid, we don't have hostages, so for the safety of his companions, he can only resist desperately, but he can't take the initiative to attack with all his strength. ”

"I don't have a chance to use the Holy Light now, hey, hey, it's a kind of righteous guy, but it's a pity that I'm going to be electrocuted alive!"

A few of the soldiers beside him whispered, everything was heard by Becks, and he looked at Sarion, whose face was distorted in pain, and tears suddenly moistened his eyes.

"Companions, I also have companions, I have always been ridiculed when I was young, and I never knew what friendship was. How I want to play with my peers, but I am always rejected ruthlessly. After entering the academy county, he dreamed of learning a skill to win people's respect, but his fat body shattered all expectations. I am still snubbed and despised by the people around me, and I have been in tears for many nights. It wasn't until Sarion came that he made me feel cared for by my friends and rekindled my hope for this cruel world, and I was no longer alone, because I also had companions. Becks thought back to his previous unhappiness and the bond of friendship with Sarion, and tears finally welled up in his eyes.

"My companion has now become a powerful paladin, but he still doesn't dislike a good-for-nothing guy like me! He endured endless pain for me, it was I who caused him, I became a stumbling block for him to move forward, no, no, I shouldn't, I finally have a friend, how can I let him die because of me, it's you people who want to kill him, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The anger expanded endlessly, and his consciousness began to blur, and Bakers's heart was gradually filled with anger.

"What's wrong with you, it doesn't matter. Morgan noticed the strangeness of his companion, and saw Bex fall to the ground, his body convulsing and growling from his throat.

The warriors who were holding the hostages were watching the one-sided battle between the mages and the paladins with all their attention, and no one noticed the anomaly behind them.

Nothing was known, nothing could be seen, and the only thing he could perceive was the pained wails of his companions who never ceased in his ears!

The screams regained the attention of the warriors, and they turned to see the fat hostage's hideous face, grinning and roaring, his eyes bloodshot, and the green tendons on the fat of his neck were so obvious. The stunned warriors didn't know what was happening, so they hurriedly drew their swords and surrounded the fat man who seemed to be possessed by a beast.

"Not good!" said one of the six old men in the magic array of Merdes City, one of the six magicians, suddenly in shock!

"What's the matter, Mirosius?" asked Rocky.

"Located in the southwest of the magic array, the elemental elves are exceptional!" Mirosius carefully perceived. "They seem to be driven away by unknown forces!"

"Although the summoning magic circle is more sensitive to the elements in the same direction, it will not be affected too much, what kind of power can cause the distortion of the magic circle?" One of the magus saw that Mirosius's phantom in the magic circle began to ethereal, coming and going.

"Can Mirosius control it?" Seeing that the summoning spell was about to be completed, Rocky very much hoped that his old companion could stop the anomaly.

"No, no, we are in the southwest direction of the magic array, the summoning array has reached the final stage, my trace has already walked in the plane of time and space, and the movement of this wave of elemental elves in the middle is like a pair of scissors, cutting the line connecting my main body and the magic array, and I can neither return to the main body nor teleport to the array now. I'm going to.. I'm going to be pulled into the rift of time and space!" Mirosius's words became clearer, and the phantom in the magic circle disappeared completely.

Also affected by the anomaly of the elemental elves are the mercenary mages in the village. "What, how? The electric elves are leaving my body!" he increased the output of his mana again, but he still couldn't hold the electric elves away. The magician watched incredulously as the effect of the lightning attack waned little by little.

At this time, Becks' eyes were already red, and streams of transparent liquid flowed out from between his teeth, sticking viscously on the corners of his mouth. To the greatest surprise of Morgan and the guards of the warriors, the fat that had covered Bakers' body had completely disappeared, replaced by strong, muscular muscles. Not only that, but the lines of the blood vessels can be clearly seen, expanding on the muscles as if they were about to burst.

The sturdy rope that had been tied was a little loose because of the disappearance of the fat, but it still maintained a certain binding force, but in front of Bex it was like a piece of paper, and I saw that he broke the rope without any effort, grabbed the warrior who was away from him, and pressed him to the ground with a burst of punches and kicks, the speed of which far exceeded the reaction speed of everyone in the room. The warriors, caught off guard, hurriedly swung their swords and slashed at Bex.

All of a sudden, the sound of the walls cracking, the tables and chairs collapsing, the bottles and cans shattering, and the bones breaking resounded in the room. Looking at the warriors who fell to the ground, Morgan couldn't believe what he saw. All he saw was that the berserkered Bex first beat the warrior to death, and then let out a roar, and a huge wave of qi erupted from the berserker's body, blowing all the warriors who rushed up to him fly. And Bex did not stop because of this, switching to an attack target, and another violent beating. The Berserker rumors Morgan had also heard about it. Once they go berserk, they will be like beasts that they don't recognize, with only destruction and killing in their eyes, and all living creatures are the targets of berserkers.

"Help, help!" one of the fighters came to the door on his knees, weakly calling for help, although he was only blown away by the air waves, but the huge impact and impact made him completely ineffective. Most of the fighters except him were unable to move, lying on the ground gasping for breath in agony, and what awaited them was the deadly fist of the enraged Bakers.

The mercenaries who rushed to hear the sound were shocked. A man whose body was stained red with blood was ruthlessly venting his anger with his fists, and under his fists, and not far from him, several mercenary warriors were already beaten into a blur of flesh and blood.

"Berserker!" the priest of the mercenary group said the identity of the bloody man with a serious expression, he hurriedly removed the staff behind his back, and shouted, "I will calm his angry elves, you will help me contain him and buy me time!"

With that, the priest bowed his head and began to chant a prayer, and the rest of the mercenaries entered the room, and began to move closer to the berserker in a small circle with shields in front and spears behind. At this time, the berserker finally lost interest in the prey that had become a meat puree, and he picked up the warrior's two-handed sword, and swung it at the approaching shield.

The mercenaries' shields formed an impenetrable circular shield array, sealing off all of Becks' attack paths. Berker's Berker, on the other hand, simply slashed at his shield with his two-handed sword. At first glance, the berserker was suppressed, but the speed was extremely fast, and the powerful berserker slashed wildly at the shields in all directions, and the huge impact force made the hand holding the shield numb for a while, and all the shield-bearers showed a difficult expression on their faces.