213 – Linked Chains-3
The Berserker
He’s the most threatening guy out of all the warrior-type enemies I’ve dealt with.
No, maybe the word warrior is not suitable for that monster.
Befitting his name, he has a huge body different from ordinary demons and has stronger muscles and skeleton than demon beasts.
Surely, they engaged in hand-to-hand combat like warriors.
But that’s what scares cowards who don’t know the true power of berserkers.
The real strength of a berserker lies in the fact that you must never fight in large numbers, even when the enemy is so threatening that you have to fight in large numbers.
In front of him, ordinary soldiers will no longer be friends.
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Red steam flows from the berserker’s mouth. The hard Gallo Weed’s limbs were ground and ground by the fangs in his jaws, and had already been absorbed into the body.
It may have been a cruel sight, but it wasn’t surprising that the demons were cannibals.
Cannibalism is the simplest way for demons to accumulate power.
Humans create a sense of despair that is greater than simple death in the sense of being eaten.
On the other hand, since the mana in the human body can be absorbed into the body, there are many unethical advantages.
[…That… Makes sense…?]
Ameri, who was assisting while sensing the inside from the outside, made a mistake without realizing it.
No one could point it out even though it was not helpful at all in the war situation, and even though it could even lower morale.
“…Unbelievable…!”
Because everyone outside and inside had the same idea.
“…Not enough…”
Divinity shone in the berserker’s body, which had grown larger than just before. Even though the magic was shining between the two sides of the berserker.
A contradiction beyond common sense showed off its existence as madness.
“…Tasty but…”
The Berserker was not satisfied with the taste of the mana he exhaled. I can tolerate it.
“I want to eat more…”
The prey around is the highest quality I’ve ever seen.
Compared to the idiots who ate in the perishing world, you will probably be able to taste the finest gourmet food and high-quality nutrition from a perfectly grown mature body.
Huh…!
The berserker moved. Some people couldn’t keep up with their vision, but they could perceive that they were moving.
The wind pressure rose just by jumping and moving forward. The fusion of magic and divinity, which cannot exist together, achieves explosive body strengthening.
Quaaang!!
The direction he rushed towards was the mortally wounded Galoweed. It was only natural to aim for injured prey in hunting.
Especially if it is prey with oily parts such as the head and body remaining.
“Don’t come close…!!”
Sharlian hurriedly raised his shield and mace.
Quaaa!!
In an instant, the right arm holding the shield is torn apart. There was definitely a sense of being blocked.
Aura and divinity were classically combined, and the strength and angle of the shield were given.
“Quaaa!!!”
Nevertheless, he suffered. Even the divinity weakens in that despair. From the moment I saw that monstrous bastard use his divinity, my emotions were already disturbed and my faith weakened.
“…Well…”
I couldn’t eat Galo Weed’s head, but she liked the texture of the mana she ate this time.
“…Not Divinity…”
Soon the berserker’s vision turned elsewhere.
As the explosions of magic, fire, electric shock, freezing, and even rocks erupted toward him, his gaze naturally had no choice but to turn toward that direction.
“…Anything else…”
The berserker jumped in with the sense that he would taste it. Even a simple rush can’t stop it. Even if the movement trajectory is visible, divinity is added to the already strong collection and regeneration ability.
“aaa!! Help me!! Please…!! I’m going to do this… To the magic tower…!!”
Wizards crush and chew the head first. Intellectuals have more taste and mana stored in their heads.
“…No way…”
Eileen said so after the wizards died.
I didn’t despair at the wizard’s death.
In the first place, they were all prepared to die and came to this place. Despair is only an added shame.
But
“…That’s all…!”
The fact that he ate the wizard showed a completely different sense of despair. It creates a feeling of helplessness that they do not feel at all as a stepping stone to victory through their sacrifice.
[Fireball]
The 1st circle flame magic is manifested from the berserker.
It is 1 circle, but a clear magic circle is formed and ejected.
It’s 1 circle, but flames come flying in a size that can’t be thought of as 1 circle.
Now even a fool can tell.
“Brain cells have many wrinkles and are large. That’s why magic is good.”
Berserkers grow each time they cannibalize.
In a way that uses the abilities of a cannibalized human.
“Eileen Temperius! Wake up!!”
Eileen was also on the trajectory of the fireball. It is a situation where she can only despair, but she shouldn’t fall into despair.
Because he fell into despair to the point where he couldn’t even block an attack that could have been avoided.
Faraeraerack…!! Chris holds Eileen upright and spins her twin swords. The twin swords containing the aura rotate and disperse the flames as they are.
The defense technique of the twin swords that I developed through training with Leo.
“…Chris Reinhardt…”
f*ck!!
In time, Chris stopped the flames and kicked Eileen in the face. Eileen, who was cold, couldn’t help but stare at Chris with her swollen, swollen face.
“Don’t sit down recklessly!! The fight is not over yet!! I can’t see people still fighting!!”
There were not a few people who were as desperate as Aileen.
No, on the contrary, most of them were in despair.
Confusion about the death of a colleague, the threat of an existence beyond their common sense
There are still people who fight.
People who do not succumb to despair fight.
From the hero of Reinhardt to the master of the mage tower and the saint of the temple.
And trust them to fight.
“That monster is not even the Demon King! You know someone who fought endlessly against monsters like that and won!!”
Eileen’s eyes come into focus again at Chris’s remark.
Eileen knows that too.
The dark executioner who found the same way any demon or black magician could destroy and put them all to death.
“…Yes, Leonardo would fight. You showed ugliness.”
“If you know, fight. Now…!”
The Berserker let out a scream. By eating dead corpses, the body has already surpassed its size and its senses have been strengthened in proportion to it.
And such a monster’s hearing clearly detected a word even in the field in such a melee.
I can’t forget that word, that heinous name.
“Leonardooooo!!!”
The Berserkers charged Eileen and Chris as they were. Just by calling Leonardo’s name, the madness exploded fueled by anger.
“Where is Leonardo?!”
Even though the devil confirmed that Leonardo was not there, the berserker shouted while creating a shock wave.
The fundamental enemies are the hero and Reinhardt, but to a berserker, there was no enemy as hateful as Leonardo.
Kwaaang!!
“Chris!! Stay in line!! The alter ego is already gone!!”
Marken barely blocked the berserker’s fists with his mirror shield, and held onto his shaky hand.
The attack must have been reflected, but that monster’s fist offsets that and puts in an additional blow.
If Gladio hadn’t helped, his arm would have been crumpled like a tin can two seconds later.
“…Eileen!! You have to mix unique magic!!”
Rios, who manifests his own magic, asked for help. The scales covered by the berserker could not be pierced with his own magic.
“…I see!”
“…I get it!”
With the answer, a pincer attack began.
“Adult!! Please help!!”
“Okay!!”
{Concentrate on internal injuries and treat them!}
With the help of the two adults, Ariasviel charges forward again. The side effects of the bloody battle still lingered, but if only the divinity was injected, he could endure more severe pain.
‘…Surely Leo is a berserker…’
Leo caught the berserker. Even in a weakened state, he was able to catch it by himself.
The victory was possible because he had the upper hand in both strategy and psychological warfare.
What’s more, now I can’t even use the strategy I saw then.
‘…Then…’
Arya Spiel attracts aura and divinity to his feet.
The berserker was transcendent in most of his physical abilities, but he had the upper hand in speed, albeit weakly.
Kaang! Kaaang! Kang!
Obviously all of the attacks went in. It cuts vital points along its human-like body, but never thinks of being eaten.
‘…Hard…! These aren’t normal monster scales…!!’
The holy sword is harder than any material in the world. Perhaps even the hardness of those scales was weak compared to that of the holy sword.
Even so, the reason why the attack doesn’t work is that it’s soft with a piece of paper.
‘…Even the cut scales are healing.’
The scales are also regenerating. That wasn’t just borrowing magic power.
A monstrous result of the intensive healing of the divine and the technique of defending the wound with a magic barrier.
Considering that even when Leo struggled and fought, the berserker’s skin was in the form of a human, victory is even more distant.
‘…Then…!’
There is only one way left.
His best technique is to blow away his entire body with a divine discharge.
Even if instant death by diarrhea fails, it can certainly create a gap for others to inflict fatal wounds.
Kwaaang!!
But there is no time for that. Each time the remaining flesh is torn apart and eaten, as it is digested, the monster grows and becomes stronger.
That gigantic figure has already grown three times larger than when it first appeared.
“Aria!! Step back!!”
Marken drew the giant’s attention by emitting flames with Hwacheong. The fact that the flame stayed white instead of blue was due to a fracture in his hand.
“…Hwacheong…! Leonardo…!!”
The berserker’s rage against Hwacheong overcomes the causal pain. Now, the berserker’s body was strong and strong enough to withstand even blue flames.
“Father…!!”
In order to stop the berserkers jumping, Gladio also held the Hwacheong together. The temperature and range have already exceeded the usual several times, but that monster is enduring more than that.
“Please destroy it!!”
That monster was more interested in destroying Hwacheong than Marken and Gladio. The humiliation of being torn and mangled by that sword fueled his madness.
“Hold on to me, both of you!!”
As the reaction of the two was delayed, Chris’ alter egos helped the heads of households to evade. While the alter ego becomes the bait, the main body Chris throws countless copies of the Alter Blade.
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You can tell just by hearing the sound.
His own swords don’t even scratch the scales.
‘…But…!’
I am not just playing around. The two swords, guided through the gap between the blades like that shower, were directed to both eyes with a howitzer.
Pachang!!
His left eye was cut, but the blade did not go through. This was an expected result, as it barely pierced even with a normal stab.
“This sword…!!”
The berserker turned his head as if he had a seizure. Even the speed of the berserker’s head turn was already running fast,
f*ck!!
With that power combined, an Alter Blade could be implanted in his right eye. At least from the point of view of the blind spot, that monster also had a gap.
“…With eyes…!!”
The monster pulls out the dagger stuck like a toothpick with one of his massive fists.
“Now!! Rios!! Eileen!!”
Eileen’s Circle 6 water magic pours like a waterfall towards the wound.
The destructive power of water magic was on the low side compared to other elements, but this magic focused on creation rather than attack.
“Please…!!”
According to Rios’ unique magic, the waterfall is compressed into a single spear and rushes into the berserker’s body tearing his right eye apart.
The sight of a giant snake crawling through its body.
‘…Enough! Brain like this…!!’
But that’s all. It doesn’t go any further. Only lumps of liquid remain in the eye sockets.
‘…Too hard. And besides… Even playing…’
Creates scales in the eye sockets with the regenerative power of magic and divinity. The serpent of fusion magic cannot even pierce the scales.
In that case, breaking it down into small pieces and absorbing them is enough.
‘…If you touch the bloodstream and burst it…! If it explodes…’
Not even this. Clearly, moisture has infiltrated the inside of the blood vessels. If this is transformed into steam or solid, any living thing will die instantly.
‘…That’s ridiculous… How could the god of pure love…!’
However, the blood vessels hold the blood so that it cannot even transform. Repeatedly regenerating and strengthening, as if using bloody combat.
“…Hold on!! Brother!! Just slow down your movements!”
Ariaspil charges before that. A blind spot appeared and Rios’ unique magic slowed down his movements.
Poouk…!!
Ariaspil jumped up to the monster’s back as it was. The Holy Sword, which was slashed down vertically, was pierced shallowly into the back plate.
As far as strength goes, the holy sword has the upper hand. It is an opportunity that everyone has created. Can’t throw it away
Quaaa!!
The back of the berserker, through which the light of the holy sword penetrated shallowly, gradually cracked and melted in the beam.
The berserker struggles and tries to get Aria off. It was the size of a cat riding on a human, but all its senses were screaming to rip that warrior limb from limb.
‘I can win…! I can win…!’
A sharp pain that cuts through the body follows. Even the divinity used to heal the body is focused on this blow. It overcame even gnawing and regenerative powers, revealing its spine.
You can win. Victory is right in front of you.
“…………..!!!”
When I noticed the roar, it was after tinnitus developed in my eardrum. The Berserker let out a roar instead of a scream as the spine was exposed.
‘People…!’
Aside from Reinhardt, some paladins and priests, and wizards who used soundproof magic, something went wrong with everyone.
“aaa!!”
“Ah! Evil! Aww!!”
Insanity to the extent that symptoms such as ruptured eardrums or fainting seem ridiculous.
Starting with self-injury that he couldn’t stand, he goes mad and hurts his colleagues.
“…No…!!”
I lost my concentration. I sold my eyes at the thought that I might live if I used the Red Sanctuary.
“Four years…! I won’t kill you gracefully…!!”
The berserker slams his back as it is. I feel like my body is about to collapse under the weight and gravity.
The earth spirit managed to form a hole in the ground, but even that was a makeshift solution. When the flesh cut into its back regenerates and even fills the empty space, it will be crushed to death.
“I will crush all the bones with only a lifeline left…!!”
The notice of the berserker, the demon king’s instructions have already been half eaten by madness.
The word ‘how’ resonates repeatedly in this closed space.
[Not that there is no method at all.]
‘The Holy Sword…!’
There is no time to think.
For some reason [This situation is very familiar.]
Even if the berserker didn’t fight, he did fight the [Demon Lord].
Squeeze everything out [Put it into the holy sword.]
[Not just mana, but everything you can bet.]
The rays are emitted again. Now, both divinity and mana reached their limits.
In a cave like this, you can’t even get Lumine’s help.
[On the light beam] You can use Holy Blood Artillery.
The blood-filled beam burns red. The flesh that was filled in gradually pushed up the body of the berserker. Even the ribs and spinal column melted away.
‘My hair is weird…’
All blood flow in the body is used as a catalyst for divinity.
Even if you win, you die[But you can win.]
‘I’m sorry… I’m sorry…’
The people I need to apologize to linger in my head.
Mother, father, older brother, aunt, grandfather, adult Lumine.
[“…Sorry…Leo…I asked to fight with you…”]
He himself dies in the end. Leaving Leo alone.
As you please, alone… Painfully… Left with guilt…
“Don’t apologize with such a whine. Because I don’t want to hear it.”
Awesome!!
Arrows are flying. Even though it is inside, the berserkers lifted up as a colony are pushed out as if reminiscent of a cannon.
“…Le…Oh…?”
Not just arrows. Ameri-made panels are built around a soldier who has gone insane, soaked in divinity and blood.
Red sanctuaries are formed at the center of the magic tool. With the principle of stealing mana, it neutralizes and absorbs even the demonic energy that causes madness.
“Leonardo oh…!!”
“Leo…!? Memory…!”
Leonardo enters the battlefield wielding a bow with infinite arrows.
“Who is Leonardo?”
He said that while wearing a black mask.
“I am Raynald Graves. Before I kill you all, shut up and call me that.”
The wise man looked away from Leo, who claimed to be Reynolds, without saying anything.
Even Ain could not correct himself and had no choice but to hold the wise man’s hand.