Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 722 Berserker Legion

"I can't stand him anymore." The tall warrior squatted on the wooden stake, huddled into a small ball in the shadow of his companions, his face was covered by his own big hands, and he spoke dejected words with a weeping tone through the gaps in his muscles "I'm getting weird and ugly and obnoxious. Before, whenever I came home, my son and wife would welcome me with a smile and welcome me, the man who fought for them, whether the hunt was good or bad. Warrior. Oh, the wilderness. I don't want to recall the time when I came home in my Brandy's training suit, and my lovely child hid behind the beautiful Eloan, facing the strange with a kind of People looked at me, he became taciturn, and he became hesitant when communicating with his friends. I think now I have become his shame, a scar he has to hide."

"That's why I absolutely support Lord Alcalon. Even if I want to be an enemy of that demon, no one can stop me, even death! Or something worse..."

He raised his head, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, tears, blood and heavy makeup turned into a mess. At this time, he was more monster than monster.

They used to be hunting warriors of ancient humans, brandy's newly trained muscular maids, and now they are rebels beaten by the violent power of the black dragon Alcaron.They wore muddy and dust-stained dance skirts, covered with scars, but full of hope in their hearts.

"We don't intend to stop you, brother, the black dragon priest and patriarch abandoned us, and the tribe fell silent under Brandi's despotic power. Our unity is especially important at this moment. We are brothers who share life and death, and warriors who accept the gift of the black dragon .We need to encourage each other and support each other through the most difficult time before the dawn."

"And let the best of us beat Brandy!"

The flames of resistance chose to lurk, and this group of ancient humans educated by the black dragon returned to the tribe with scars all over their bodies.Brandy didn't suspect anything when he saw their tragic situation. He believed the ancient man's claim that he was attacked by a ferocious monster, and he just tried his best to help them recuperate and encourage them to take revenge.

In this way, the berserker used the hunting time to receive the teaching and beating of the black dragon during the day, and recuperated his body in Brandy's lounge at night.No matter what Brandy's actions are, they accept them like docile lambs and will silently remember the grievances they have suffered.

This made Brandi think that his training was successful, and the ambitious manager of the pure maid experience store is dreaming of recruiting new maids and opening a branch.Brandy has his own ideas. A pure maid shop is his ideal. The lack of manpower has always been a defect of this specialty experience store, because the technical level of employees is too high.Brandy has excellent training ability, but most people don't have excellent bearing ability.So he accepted the invitation to come to the Black Dragon Tribe, also to increase manpower.He spread the pure maid way he believed in among the Black Dragon Familia, and in a brutal and direct way, smashed the pride and shame of ancient human warriors through indescribable physical contact. A pure maid is a service industry, of course there must be a humble and obedient heart. Heart.

Now seems like the right time to teach these apprentices some maid massage skills, cute magic and gestures.

"Master, puyo puyo becomes more comfortable~clang~" Brandy clasped his hands together and demonstrated on the high platform with a pouting expression.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the warriors were sweating coldly. Under the watchful eyes of their family and friends, they clenched their trembling fists.They are finished, regardless of the success or failure of the resistance, their lives are finished, the only difference is whether they can drag the damn guy on the stage to hell with them.Hatred and anger supported the souls of ancient humans.

They did.

……

a week later.

Brandy came to the high platform as usual, holding the ancient human's pure maid graduation certificate and his own shop assistant recruitment letter in his hand.He was full of joy, and then received a slap.

The robust Brandy lay down among the scattered papers, covering his cheeks in surprise.He is a master of physical tempering, and with his nerve reflexes and speed, he should be able to dodge most attacks.

"Baby?"

The muscular warriors, with bright service industry smiles on their faces and meticulous attire, stand tall and graceful like mountains, standing in front of Brandy.

Their smiles collapsed, and their clothes collapsed together.

The muscles were liberated, and the suppressed violent breath was completely released at this moment. The pure maids all degenerated into war ghosts, grinning ferociously at their mentor.

"It's finally today, Brandy, do you know how we survived!"

"We will return the humiliation we suffered physically to you bastard a hundred times and a thousand times!!"

The entangled madness impacted Brandy's spirit, as if dragging him into hell instantly, he stood up and entered a complete fighting state, facing each other with a cold face.

"Are you going to rebel? Boy~ you know the fate of disobeying me. It seems that I have to do it again to let you understand the beauty of a pure maid."

The ancient humans roared, and the loud battle roar like a giant dragon echoed in the deep valley.Entangled with madness, it turned into a phantom of a black dragon, and the ancient human beings rose to new heights under the pressure of Brandy's aura.

"Rebellion? No, this will be a ravage. Brandy, we, are berserkers who have received the gift of the black dragon, and are the ultimate temperers of body and will. Your teaching has failed, losers, and become our prey!"

Of course, Brandy would not sit still, he bullied himself, and entered into hand-to-hand combat with the Berserker.

"Pure maid way, massage expert, heart-breaking!"

"Outburst of Rage · Revenge and Counterattack!"

Brandy's palm hit the berserker's heart, and the opponent's figure was knocked back two steps, but he was still standing tenaciously. Brandy was wondering, and a sense of crisis suddenly erupted in his mind.The berserker's fists clashed with him with unmatched strength, his anger invaded and exploded in his chest.Brandy's face was flushed, and his lips became rosy red.

"The heart has become a non-lethal weakness?"

No one gave him an answer, the berserker roared, and the monster with supernatural power rushed over again, like a giant dragon that had lost its mind.The ancient humans bathed in the blood of the dragon and shared the gift of Alcalon, the eldest son of war. Their bodies no longer had fatal weaknesses, their hearts were destroyed, their heads were crushed, and the blood of the dragon brought the recovery ability like the evil god.The tireless Berserker will fight on forever, until his rage is exhausted and his enemies are reduced to a slime.

Unrivaled power, super-speed regeneration, and extremely powerful body, the body of the berserker has reached the extreme of inhumanity.What's even more commendable is that their spirits are equally tenacious.When a Berserker goes berserk, his brain becomes a furnace of rage, and his mind will have no thought but to tear apart his enemies.The ultimate brash who turns intelligence into life force, the Berserker turns that weakness into strength.Any spellcaster who tries to mentally control the berserker will be eroded by madness, become impulsive, irritable, unable to think, prefer physical melee physical attacks, and boxing with monsters like the berserk is a very bad thing.

The berserk breath howled in the domain of the Black Dragon Familia, and Alcalon lay on the high platform of the Sahazahn Mountains, looking at his warriors.

"Peerless Legion, War Machine, this is the warrior I should have... What, are you going to punish me, my godfather, my priest, Olmheid..."

The black dragon priest glanced at the rioting ancient human race, and the black dragon's plan was not difficult to guess.The black dragon and the dragon king's priest colluded together, causing Olmheide himself and the great chief Okangas to lose their credibility. The black dragon became the final winner and the last ruler of the black dragon family.

Alcalon, proved the cunning of the black dragon.

"Strength is the only criterion for correctness..."

Ormhaide's figure was distorted, and the black dragon transformed by the black dragon priest spit out the dragon's breath in front of the eldest son of war.

"Fight with me, Al, the differences between the dragons should be resolved by fighting."

"What..." The black dragon spit out the turbid flames, the dragon flames rolled in his chest, he spread his wings, flew into the sky, and roared excitedly, "You said you could do it a long time ago! Why am I doing so much secretly! You are duplicity old stuff."

"Be my stepping stone! Immortal! I will bear the notoriety of patricide and climb to the top of the dragon!!!"

"The world will fall under the wings of my Alcalon!!!"

(End of this chapter)