Calamity Crown

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This is already the time when he has the most [Blood Honor].

It also allowed him to have some capital.

And now?

"[Blood Honor] Increase the professional level of fighters!"

Chapter 31 Promotion: Hellblood!

Ga!quack!

Amidst the crow's cry, Goethe, who had started to advance to the third-tier warrior profession [Prisoner Blood], was in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the sea of corpses and blood.

All around are stumps and broken arms.

The shattered banner shook slightly, the horse that had lost its master neighed softly, and the remaining flames emitted black smoke.

There are no living people!

Goethe can confirm this!

But the battle didn't stop!

'He' is still fighting.

People die, horses live.

Then chop the horse up.

The horses are dead, and the scavenging crows.

Then chop the crow to pieces.

destroy!

Total devastation!

Any moving creature in front of him has become the target of 'his' attack.

Goethe wants 'he' to stop.

But it didn't work at all.

Goethe is like a bystander watching a movie, the 'protagonist' at the moment is not him.

"This kind of phantom has not been discovered by other people who have been promoted to 'Berserker'."

Goethe believed that the Grand Duke's family would not hide such information from him. The reason why they didn't tell him was that even the Grand Duke's family didn't know that [Warrior] would have illusions when he was promoted to [Berserker], and this illusion would continue until Afterwards, he was promoted to [Prisoner of Blood].

As for the reason?

Naturally, it was because when he was promoted to [Berserker], he passed an additional judgment: killing a Nemea with bare hands—although he did not kill in the true sense, but the magic of [Blood Honor] made him and the real Kill the same!

This made him stronger when he obtained [Berserker].

It also made the follow-up [Prison Blood Man] stronger.

Goethe was thinking while watching 'him' go crazy.

That's right!

Just crazy!

When everything in front of him was killed, 'he' started roaring, smashing the ground and chopping trees, as if he wanted to release the endless power.

However, the inflated muscles began to shrink.

The exaggerated size began to shrink.

Goethe could see that 'he' was starting to burn out.

If it continues for a while, it should die.

And at this time!

A girl appeared!

A girl with an ordinary face, even a little naive, appeared on the battlefield, completely ignoring the horror, madness, and hideous appearance of 'him' covered in flesh and blood, and hugged 'him' just like that.

Seeing that silly gesture, Goethe couldn't help being dazed for a while.

He thought of Sheila.

Although Xila is more beautiful, she is very similar to the other party's silly look.

Especially after Xila ate the big chicken drumsticks, her eyes narrowed comfortably, which was very similar to the other party.

"Is that guy okay?"

Goethe couldn't help thinking.

But the 'he' who was hugged by the girl raised the battle ax in his hand, and slashed at the girl who was hugging him tightly.

wide awake?

No!

It's still a crazy killing!

'He' doesn't care who it is, as long as it is alive, it will be killed!

Woo!

The battle ax slashed viciously with a whistling sound.

The girl was trembling with fright, but she still held 'him' tightly and did not let go.

Goethe squinted his eyes, his cold eyes were like the cold wind from the north, freezing the souls of others.

'He' stopped.

Ji Ling shuddered.

Just woke up.

'He' looked around blankly, and then found his wife in his arms.

The tomahawk was thrown down by him, 'he' hugged his wife in his arms tightly, with a look of fear on his face, 'he' recalled everything just now, 'he' was about to do something that made him extremely regretful.

fortunately!

'He' rejoiced secretly, and swore that he would never use such power again in the future!

'He' swears!

then……

A new enemy appeared.

Do not!

To be precise, this is 'one of my own', a group of noble gentlemen who coveted 'him' meritorious deeds and believed that 'he' should die in obscurity, appeared with their own soldiers.

The ordinary 'he' is no match for these people at all.

'He' was knocked to the ground and begged for mercy.

Those people didn't want to let 'him' go, and aimed their swords at 'him' and 'his' wife.

What should 'he' do?

Eat the mushrooms, continue to fight, and kill these people, but in case...

indecision.

Those noble soldiers did not, and the arrows aimed at 'him' and 'his' wife fell directly.

'He' didn't hesitate anymore and went to get the mushrooms right away.

But, it's too late.

'His' speed is too slow, even if he eats mushrooms, he can't reverse the fact that 'his' wife is about to be shot by an arrow, but just when 'him' is desperate, 'he' suddenly discovers that 'his' speed has changed Soon.

'He' ate the mushroom before the arrow hit 'his' wife.

"Roar!"

With a roar that shook the sky, 'he' became like a little giant again, and he opened his hands to block his wife. Those arrows that were deadly just a moment ago became limp at this moment, as if scratching an itch.

The aristocratic lord and his personal soldiers were killed by him.

The town can't go back either.

'He' took his wife away and flew away.

Along the way, another group of noble lords sent out their pursuers.

Said it was revenge, but always peeped at the power of 'him'.

It's very ugly, and the methods are even worse.

'He' had to be more careful.

Because, 'he' is more than one person.

He survived several times, but 'he' always miraculously survived, and 'he' believed that 'his' wife had brought 'him' good luck.

Actually?

Also like this.

In order to completely avoid hunting, 'he' took his wife to the depths of the swamp.

Unbeknownst to 'he', a dragon lurks deep in the swamp.

Not only is it huge, but it is also poisonous.

His ax slashed at the opponent's body, and the blood spattered was corroding his body.

However, the final winner is still 'him'!

When 'his' wife was about to be affected by the poison, flames ignited again on 'his' battle axe, and thunder erupted, beheading the dragon's head in one fell swoop.

'He' and his wife are safe.

There are no more pursuers.

Although the environment in the depths of the swamp is harsh, 'he' has the confidence to take his wife and live happily here.

"not bad!"

Looking at the life of 'him' and that silly wife, Goethe suppressed the envy and jealousy in his heart, twitched the corners of his lips, and gave a duplicity evaluation.

Obviously just watching.

Goethe, however, felt exhausted.

'He' is just an idiot.

He had to remind.

And this is quite energy-consuming, or...

Consume [Bloody Honor]!

Fortunately, the harvest is good.

['Berserker' promoted to 'Prison Blood', judging...]

[1, 'Heart' 5 (Complete)]

[2, 'body' 20 (completed)]

【3. Possess the preposition of 'Berserker' (Completed)】

【4. Thoroughly release the 'madness' in my heart 3 times, and then regain my sanity (3/3)】