417: Chapter 91: Dual Madness Battle_4 417: Chapter 91: Dual Madness Battle_4 At this point, Berserkers were progressively nearing the five-hundred ter range of the Red Earth Highland.
As they passed through the trampled bamboo forest, their steps left bright red marks on the jaggedly cut bamboo shards.
Spilled blood only fanned the Berserkers’ fervor, not affliction.
Blood-red halos danced across their bodies, all Berserkers, in this fleeting mont, officially entered into their Berserk state.
Unlike the Beamon high-ranking warriors, Berserkers from Tel Aviv showed an even more extre and crazed transformation.
As each two-ter-tall Berserker beca Berserk, their rock-hard muscles tensed, their veins bulged out into thick, audacious, purple lines due to excessive blood flow, inflated to a point that caused onlookers to worry they might burst.
At the next mont, anything blocking their path would be torn to shreds.
In the center of Red Earth Square, next to the massive clay spires, stood over a hundred equally shirtless, buff Beamons, so even squatting on the ground playing with bamboo sticks.
Even the Berserkers, now in their full frenzy, felt their will to kill slightly compromised at the sight of the Beamons.
Under the lead of their chief, all Berserkers tightly gripped their long-handled battle axes.
The axe’s notches and green reflections hinting at the amount of blood it has spilled and souls it has claid.
With their singular eye completely blood-red, all Berserkers, let out deafening roars, attacking the Beamons with an indomitable charge.
anwhile, two groups of human cavalries waveringly held position a mile away, unsure whether to join the fight or wait and watch.
Berserkers are known for their indiscriminate attacks and rushing into their midst could easily lead to chaos.
After a grueling internal struggle, both cavalry leaders decided to join the fight; they reasoned it was better even just to hover near the conflict rather than stand idly at a distance.
They very quickly regretted their decision.
Seven massive Magical Beasts, radiating dazzling light, appeared at the bottom of the steps leading to Red Earth Square, among them a terrifyingly massive Komodo War Beast.
Its appearance reminded all the human rcenaries of the Base Dragon that once pulled carriage.
By gods!
Seven gigantic Magical Beasts!
This tiny Bimon Territory actually has seven Bimon Shamans!
Misgivingly gasped the leaders of the two cavalry troops.
Bull-hide drums began beating fiercely.
Amid the enraged roars of the Komodo War Beast, Helen’s red ribbons flew in the gusty winds, stirring wild emotions amongst the crowd.
All Scepter Shamans have also begun beating their instrunts, yet there were no battle songs sung.
There was no need for battle songs this ti.
It was ti for the brave to take the stage.
This ti, the shamans were truly reduced to minor figures.
“The Sanggan River runs wide, the winds blow the scent of aloes from both banks…”
The Song of Feilengcui began echoing in unison, hundreds of voices blending into an earth-shattering anthem.
Liu Zhenhan led his troops courageously full-on against the Berserkers of Tel Aviv.
Two groups renowned for their ruffianly charges collided today in the fervor of battle on the red hot earth, setting off sparks of unparalleled brilliance.
The Overlord took the lead, in confrontation with the chief of the Berserkers of Tel Aviv, a giant standing around two-ter-thirty.
His height almost matched the formidable Hippo warrior, and his large axe crafted out of rare tal gave off a dim blue glow.
“Berserker Nikos!” The Berserker chief called out his na in the old combat tradition.
“Idiot.” Liu Zhenhan also bellowed a na, but it certainly was not his own.
The giant axe and the curved blade, the symbols of the strongest fighters, collided fiercely.
The sparks that spewed out were blinding to the eye.
The one hundred fifty-pound tiger head hook that was made of Kongo, wielded by Liu Zhenhan, was shattered into three pieces in the collision.
Berserker Chief Nikos’ giant axe almost slipped from his hands, as both of his palms burst open under the impact.
“Aah…” Liu Zhenhan initiated Self-instigated Berserk, picking up the Dense Array hook from his back and fiercely swinging it towards the Berserker Chief.
With a thunderous crash, the Berserker Chief’s giant axe, raised in defense, was hamred into his neck by Liu Zhenhan, and before the Berserker beast could let out a roar of agony, a heavy hook sliced him into two pieces, causing a fountain of blood to spurt sky-high.
Vieri, adhering to his follower’s role, fought ferociously by the Overlord’s side.
The Berserkers maybe held huge axes, but Vieri’s axe was even larger.
Both sides had turned Berserk, yet the difference was quite clear, Vieri was able to evade the enemies’ attack, though he never chose to.
He always t the enemy blades head-on, chopping the Berserkers and their axes into pieces.
After the Overlord defeated the Berserker Chief, he used the tiger head hook to catch the giant axe made of rare tal and threw it to Blackie.
Blackie casually threw it away, claiming the axe was too light.
The Mammoth Strongn, keeping up close behind the Lord, took the lead to break a hole in the enemy lines, perhaps because it was their first ti rushing forward faster than their boss, so they fought exceptionally hard.
No Berserker could withstand the two colossal blades of the Mammoth Strongn, their strength didn’t account for much here.
Apart from the Giants, no other races from Aegean Continent could directly clash with the Mammoth Strongn.
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