Frenzy Troll

The Berserker glances at the rune sword in my hand. You hear thunder approaching towards this side of the car, about to laugh.

Monsters are rushing this way. Maybe he's trying to take his commander in the middle of a crowd.

The commander's monster was also watching this way.

As the giant creature breathes, blood flows through its nostrils, making strange noises. A knife through the nose stops breathing.

Humans must be in terrible agony, even for those monsters. The giant creature is in agony and does not glow. I'm just staring straight at it.

He's a warrior. The Berserkers have decided.

Now, those warriors and the rest of the farmers will attack.

Any chance of getting out?

There have been quite a few. Monsters rushing in to rescue the commander, they should be able to dive through the bridge. There are a lot of dead bodies, so even if you run away from them, you'll be able to escape the siege.

However, the Berserker ran forward. To the monster you just judged as a warrior. Because he was staring at himself.

A huge monster rushes in, shaking his head. The simple gesture also filled the sides and sides of the giant ivory.

You bloom from the ivory as if you were surrounded by a psychotic force. Something blurry and faint. You see a monster rushing towards you, waving its ominous weapon at you.

The Berserker runs and throws the bronze sword in his left hand. The sword, of course, carries its own impulse.

A ferocious bronze sword strikes the monster in the eye. As soon as the beast closes its eyes, the rush pauses.

The Berserker stabs Valisada without missing his chance. Aim for the grain of that ivory.

Soon the ivory was cut off.

The Berserker runs forward with his running sword in succession. I drove it through the creature's neck and into his throat once. He quickly slips out of the boat with a huge knife.

You hear the sound of falling behind you.

The Berserker doesn't know if he really killed him. Without looking back, the Berserker turns his attention to the other hunters around.

You rush towards the nearest creature.

The one who pushes out an ivory to prepare for the cavalry's assault. I saw the back of it.

The Berserker buries beneath it before it even notices it. Then I stabbed him in the stomach five times.

It's too late when the monster notices something. The shock of the visceral stabbing was delayed.

“To Roland! To Roland! ”

The cavalry lunges as the monster kneels. Following the collision, the creature bled from its face and died.

At that time, the Berserker was smashing the nose of another monster.

Now the Berserkers have attacked and killed them in front of them. I could. Because the thing in your hand is different.

The Berserker swings his sword twice to disable the creature's nose and ivory. You slash the throat of the biting monster and make it spill blood.

The moment the monster dies, you rush to the next monster without delay. And I repeated the same thing.

Fighting monsters without stopping. In the front.

Not a very smart thing to do. No matter how thick the skin of the monsters was, it was a burden to cut them down. Every time I cut it down, I felt terrible.

I cut and cut, but every moment my muscles burst and my blood vessels burned up. But it didn't matter. I'm a berserker.

The body wound was left to pray for a healing miracle, and the burden of health was left to the future self. You continue to kill and kill the beast, and the Berserker screams loudly.

“Kill! Kill your enemies to please your gods!" The gods are watching us! ”

The shout echoes brightly, even as the ground rumbles and screams fill every corner. Response from the knights has returned.

“Thor!”

“Lord Valdur! ”

The names of Heimdall, Thyr and Freya resound.

Each of them favored a god they believed in. And so I gave them this battle.

I don't know if the gods are really watching, but may their glory be in heaven. At this moment, the knights desperately wished.

For the souls that will die and scatter into the air.

However, the expression of the Berserker suddenly solidified. They have not been called the name of the greatest god. You will be disappointed.

So the Berserker shouted instead. As if he was going to shout for a share that had never been called.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

I shouted out loud as the blood spattered from my mouth. The sound of the surrounding monsters stifling is enormous.

Maybe it's the noise, but they're scared anyway. I couldn't miss it.

The berserker rushes in, and kills and kills the sacrifice to his god again.

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The group drifts apart. As the acceleration accelerated, the distance to the cliffs became rapid.

It's far away right now, but the ground is coming anyway.

But Moji kept his mouth shut. Without chanting his floating spell.

Jason was furious with the silence, even as he thought he was going to fall in horror. You shake your limbs as if you were about to defy gravity and shout.

“Son of a bitch, spell! ”

But Moshe remained silent.

It was shortly after his lips sprouted. Mozi quickly memorized the spell and chose the target.

Soon Jason felt his body slightly released from gravity. At last, it was a floating spell.

As his body slowly drops out of the air, Jason looks down at the other colleagues falling at a rapid rate.

Many have already fallen. Why did you write the spell just now?

At this rate, one or two will not be able to fulfill the spell. Eventually, it will crash into the ground and die. My whole body was shattered.

But there was nothing we could do.

There was only one thing I could do. I had to close my eyes, and Jason just prayed. To his god.

Meanwhile, Moshe was still falling. I look at my comrades falling down next to him.

I couldn't put a spell on him. It was difficult or impossible to write the same order in succession. There is a so-called cooldown when you play a game.

As soon as I felt that I could use the spell, Mozi immediately said.

First, I lifted Alonso in the air. Not Mozzie herself.

You must be some distance from the target to place the order. If the caster's own drop speed differs from theirs, the distance will be too long, so you won't be able to cast the spell.

You continue to fall. Next, you cast a spell on Amaric. He seemed smarter and more important than the other lepers.

Mozi herself continues to fall, and her comrades are slowing down and drifting up.

The cooldown of the spell felt a lot like this. The moment you cast the spell, the light of the rune turns off, making up the spell in your head. Once the light is restored, I can write the spell again.

Moji thought, just waiting for that delay to pass.

Did he do a good job?

I thought I'd have to stay away from the dragons before I could cast a floating spell. I would have stopped falling in front of the dragon and been hunted.

So I placed an order a little later, and as a result, the ground was already so close.

Finally, the rune in your head is bright. Mozi put a spell on another leper.

All that was left was Mosquito and the other leper.

‘If he does, he will die too. ’

I'm sorry I left you till the end. The moment Mozi looked at the sick to make an apology, Mozzie twitched his eyebrows.

The last remaining leprosy patient's eyes dim. In addition, the body was just shaking and not even shaking.

Is he dead already? Fear of falling, heart attack?

Then may I not put a spell on it?

I didn't have long to think about it. The ground was already that close.

Within moments, Mozi selected the target of the next order.

The leprosy's fall slows.

Our relationship with the ground is now as close as it gets. Moji was able to count the tiles on the ground.

Can I do a spell before I rub that tile red? It was impossible to see at first glance. The cooldown was never going to end.

It was all right, though. Mozi chanted.

Spell something else, not a floating spell.

Self-ordered.

It was a special spell for the Wizard in game Mediah. It was an effect of creating the identity of the caster, like its name, so the identity created was not a fantasy, but a reality. When the body dies, the body becomes the body.

It was a very good spell. It was a spell that doubled the chances of action and doubled the chances of survival.

But here, I tried not to use it.

An identity, not a fiction, but an identity. Why are you calling me here because you're nervous?

There were other concerns. The self that appeared was wondering whether the Gamer King had a self as a letter or an ancient Wizard's Mosque.

In the latter case, the new mosque will realize that the souls of the allies were occupied by a group of middlemen. The ancient wizard might finally unleash a heroic wrath.

So I tried not to use it unless it was a moment of crisis, but now was the time. Judging that, Mosi quickly constructed a rune in his head.

“Spirits are ubiquitous, flesh is also · · · · · ·”

The self-immolation will occur in a position not so high on the ground. And soon, Mozzie will be dead, and the alter ego will survive and become the body.

As such, the team's power will be maintained.

Now, will imminent self-immolation really help? I wish I hadn't.

The king, who was passive and unable to change his duties, was too useless in reality. I really hope this helps.

I don't know what heroism is, but please.

“In good standing · · · · · · ·"

It was almost time to complete the spell.

The light rises from above.

Death is the imminent light, angel?

It did. It was a Valkyrie that flew to Moshi.

An angel with the wings of a bird hugs you like a pet on a sheep's armpit of fur.

At the speed of this fall, the movement broke his armpit, but the Valkyrie hugged the fur really gently. And it flew up. Up, up, up into the sky.

Mozzie feels a sudden rise, rather than chanting a spell. I was about to die, but I couldn't stop shaking.

I looked at the woman holding me. The Valkyrie, no doubt.

I suddenly wondered.

"Can't a summons Valkyrie fly? ’

But it was flying. How did you do that?

Isn't that what Jason summoned you to do? Then, is this Valkyrie an angel who came to harvest souls? Then will she take Morse to Valhalla like this?

No. Valkyrie dictates that his companions in the air remain close at hand.

“Wizard, recite the incantation to secure your body into the air. I have to fight like this. ”

Moshe did as he was told. As soon as Mozi recites the floating spell, the Valkyrie tosses the mosquito aside and flies away.

Mozi looks up at the sky.

There are colleagues nearby. And I saw dragons flying towards them.

The winged Valkyrie points a rune at the dragon.

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