You and me under the world tree

Because the flesh and blood berserker just turned his head and stared fiercely at him.

Perhaps, the behemoth that was in a frenzy before was not aware of the enemy's location at all, nor did it have a fixed target.

But when the old king's voice came out, it had an outlet!

"Ow!!!!"

He roared, and then came roaring.

But before that, the priests finally took action.

Several magic barriers visible to the naked eye were formed and blocked in front of the berserker.

However, this does not mean the end.

'boom'

'click'

Before Gevarus could feel the joy of surviving the disaster, he saw the crack visible to the naked eye on the magic barrier.

'boom'

Relying on pure brute force, the rampaging behemoth smashed the barrier directly, and continued to move forward aggressively.

one side!

Two sides!

Three sides!

……

How many are there?

For a while, Gevarus found that he seemed to be unable to even count.

All he knows is that these magical barriers don't seem to be able to stop it at all!

will die!

Something has to be done!

But what can be done?

"Bell!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

"Bell! Your Majesty! Your bell!"

Correct!

Gevarus didn't have time to identify the specific source of the sound for a while, but he undoubtedly grasped this life-saving straw.

"Bells... bells."

He remembered that he also had the bell to control the berserkers himself!

After quickly groping for the bell from his bag, he began to shake it desperately.

"Quiet! Quiet! Quiet me!"

'Jingle Bell'

'Jingle Bell'

For a moment, a clear sound lingered in the frantic camp.

The priest worked together with the two 'Bells of the Berserker' owned by the king, and the flickering magic light on the Berserker's body was like a rope that restrained his actions.

"Ow!!"

The giant beast roared, and its ferocious eyes with anger and hatred scanned those people including the king.

It stared intently at the dangling bells in their hands.

Although the speed has slowed down, it still moves forward unswervingly.

then……

'boom'

Suddenly, other external forces join in.

First, he used the heavy pressure of magic to oppress him, and then the magic barrier imprisoned his actions from all directions.

'Jingle Bell'

'Jingle Bell'

"Quiet! Quiet!"

As the bell continued to ring, the magic glow on his body even covered the bloodstains.

finally……

'thump'

The huge body finally fell completely.

"Goo... ouch."

Chapter 33: I'm here to kill you

This Berserker is different from the rest of his 'kind'.

After experiencing the chaotic runaway before, both the priest and the king who was still in shock had a clear understanding of this in their hearts.

Even, even now, it's not fully under control.

Thinking of this, Gevarus couldn't help pursing his lips.

He couldn't help but glanced at the behemoth.

Now it has been controlled by the instructions conveyed by the bell, and the huge body finally began to act according to the instructions conveyed by the magic.

However, its look is different from other transformed berserkers.

Still brutal, still hateful.

It is absolutely not subordinate to the status quo today.

Perhaps the body succumbed to its magical instincts, but its sense of that consciousness seemed to remain.

Thinking of this, Gevarus suddenly turned his head away.

He couldn't help but glanced at the other 'warriors'.

The behemoths in those cages are still very quiet, their eyes are dull, they just sit peacefully in the cage.

Under the simple command of 'quiet', the wildness in the body was completely imprisoned by magic and could not be released.

Therefore, they have no way to respond to changes in the external environment.

Their self-awareness and wisdom have long been swallowed up by the swelling wildness in their bodies, although with the killing, the wildness will gradually expand to the point of being uncontrollable.

But that is by no means now.

Thinking of this, Gevarus suddenly had a certain idea in his heart.

He subconsciously compared the berserker with his kind, and then he suddenly realized one thing:

This guy may be able to display stronger combat effectiveness.

Just like a domesticated wild beast, the wild beast that still retains its wildness is far stronger than the domesticated wild beast.

After thinking of this, Gevarus couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion in his heart.

Almost subconsciously, he compared these berserkers to the beasts he kept in the Norwegian arena.

And if this 'giant beast' can be tamed, can it also play a far greater role than the average 'berserker'?

At this moment, he couldn't help but glanced at the subdued 'muscle monster' again.

After careful observation, he found that it even had characteristics that did not belong to the life forms in conventional cognition.

Its strong body has produced a layer of 'shell'.

But unlike the hard skin and bristles of magic pigs and cows, these things look more like rocks from the outside.

A crust of rock, as if he had never seen it before.

Of course he knew that these berserkers would produce various 'mutations'.

This kind of variation does not only exist in the process of transformation, even in the process of killing, these giant beasts (warriors) will continue to evolve.

For example, it grows sharp claws, or it has fur that is not inferior to that of a monster.

In short, these 'monsters' cannot maintain a human-like posture forever, and will eventually turn into beasts.

As for the change of this kind of rock shell, this is the first time he has seen it.

The problem, though, was the look in its own eyes.

At this moment, the old king's gaze met the monster again.

Even though he already knew that this 'guy' would look like this, even though this was the second time they met each other, Gevarus still felt that his heart was being pulled hard.

That kind of uneasiness is like facing a fierce monster with bare hands.

Now, only the surrounding rune barriers and the control runes engraved on the Berserker's body can bring him a little sense of peace of mind.

Thousands of thoughts emerged in his mind, and the old king subconsciously clenched his bell.

Then, he turned his eyes away and looked at the priests.

There is no need to continue reading.

Because of just such a glance, Gevarus understood a few things:

It harbors hatred.

If it's just pure panic, or the predatory instinct of a wild beast, then there are ways to deal with it, but that kind of hatred cannot be dispelled.

Unless he finds a way to erase his consciousness... But if it is erased, he is no different from other 'berserkers'.

and so……

"Get rid of it, I don't need disobedient things."

"Your will..."

Without talking nonsense in this regard, the priests quickly agreed with the king's plan.

After all, they also want to deal with this unstable factor.

If it does any more damage, it's not a good thing.

"So what is the problem?"

Just as the priests started a series of preparations, such questions spread among the crowd.

"Looking carefully now, maybe there is something wrong with the conversion process. Sure enough, there will still be fish that slip through the net in batch conversion."

"I don't think so."

"Well, what's your take on that?"

"I think this should be a very admirable willpower. Although I don't know whether he was a civilian or a soldier before, but being able to retain his willpower is a symbol of strength."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the priests felt something was wrong.

Should it be that this voice made them feel strange?

Or is it because this compliment is not what they would say now?

But no matter what the reason was, they suddenly raised their vigilance.

"who is it?!"

In an instant, they raised their voices

But when they followed the sound, what they saw was an ordinary guard.