âToo formidable! Even head Adam Menlo and his super rank magical creature were taken down. Too horrifying!â
âJust what kind of skill did he use? Why couldnât I identify it at all? He definitely has the power of a sacred swordmaster, otherwise he wouldnât be that powerful!â
The small powers in the Valley of Sunshine were all hiding in the valleyâs periphery. They were trembling and cowering as they watched the chaotic battle unfold, and whispered exclamations.
âAowuuuuâŚâ
In the end, chief Laureton of the Cairo mercenary band remained behind by himself after escaping the encirclement. He emitted wailing battle cries as the battle axe in his hand emitted layers of silver light under the moonlight.
The muscles on Lauretonâs bare upper body were now sparkling with silver light. His eyebrows and thick chest hair had changed from black to silver. Cracking sounds ringing out from his two meter tall body, his frame seemed to be stretched by some force as he grew  another half meter taller.
He now clenched the battle axe with both hands instead of one. There was an enormous presence exuding from the weapon that now madly sparkled with silver light. Laureton was roaring as he ferociously chopped the battle axe down towards the Rainbow Sickle mercenaries who were pursuing him.
Piercing silver light shot straight forward and crackled as it swept the ground. The several Rainbow Sickle mercenaries simply had no way to defend against the invasion as their bodies were it sliced neatly through. The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, cutting through several mercenaries without impediment. It then continued to close in on the horrified Florida with incredible momentum. He fled frantically into the air, his forehead now covered in cold sweat.
âA thrice berserk berserker? Oh my gawd! Laureton is crazy!â
âThat must be the divine weapon of the berserker tribe, the Berserker Battle Axe. No wonder his power has become one notch stronger. What a terrifying fellow!â
âNo shit. How could he hold sway in the Valley of Sunshine if heâs not strong enough!?â
The people watching the fight in the dark couldnât help but exclaim as they saw Laureton go berserk once again and reach a legendary status that almost no one could attain.
âShoot him!â
Arrows, axes, and spears shot straight at Laureton in accordance with Floridaâs shout.
In addition, lightning bolts, as thick as an arm, cleaved violently down at him from the sky, dancing like fire snakes. A dense mass of whizzing arrows and erupting earth spikes blasted towards Laureton.
An intense series of attacks descended. A large patch was charred, the earth cracked, and every plant was disintegrated to ashes. Arrows and spears were scattered all over the ground, dust filled the air that the wind was slowly dispersing. Laureton remained in the center of it all with his battle axe in hand, proud and tall.
Laureton seemed to fear no pain after becoming thrice berserk. Even though the skin of his singed body was cracked in many places, they were all minor skin injuries. For Laureton to stand firmly after facing such an enormous number of physical and magical attacks from experts, his power was truly, extremely terrifying.
âAowuuuuâŚâ Laureton howled at the moon. He unexpectedly still had some spare energy left as he charged at the Katar orcs and Rainbow Sickle mercenaries.
âWhat a powerful man. A thrice berserk berserker is truly, exceptionally powerful. His body was unexpectedly immune to a majority of both physical and magical attacks!â Han Shuo stood in the air, stunned. He involuntarily praised Laureton as he watched his actions.
Laureton once again threw out the battle axe that was flaring with radiance in all directions. The weapon emitted dazzling silver light as it flew in an arc. Several archers in hiding immediately had their flesh and blood rended, the gore spewing around messily.
The battle axe returned to Lauretonâs hand after flying a full circle. In fact, it seemed to have a bit of the essence of the Law of Activating Magic. However the battle axe returned to Laureton only after a short flight. It wasnât able to float in the air and follow his wishes like the Demonslayer Edge.
Han Shuo let out a sinister laugh. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was still focused on Laureton, he suddenly released the Demonslayer Edge. A purple light blade shot out and made its way towards the thunder archmage Asa with a howling sound.
Asa resented Han Shuo the most. It was only because Han Shuo had exploded into four clones earlier that he was unable to easily kill Han Shuo. Asaâs head snapped to Lauretonâs howl for only a second when he saw Han Shuoâs attack unexpectedly close. He was immediately frightened out of his wits.
âLast time I only managed to sliced off your right arm, but this time, Iâll cut off your head!â Han Shuo leered ferociously and rushed towards Asa.
At the moment, both the Rainbow Sickles and the Katar orcs were giving their all to deal with the thrice berserk Laureton. The experts from the House of Menlo were carefully protecting Adam Menlo. Only the light grand magus Ferguson was near Asa.
As Asa dodged in fright, Ferguson suddenly turned around and chanted the spell âRadiant Protectionâ. A translucent layer of light appeared and firmly wrapped around Asa.
Asa heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing his body wrapped in the âRadiant Protectionâ. As he was about to cast a lightning protection spell, he suddenly cried out in alarm, âMister Ferguson, be careful!â
As it turned out, the Demonslayer Edge, that was originally aiming for Asa, suddenly changed its direction as it drew closer, whizzing towards Ferguson whoâd just cast âRadiant Protectionâ. At the same time, Han Shuo also turned around and followed closely. He didnât even spare a glance at Asa as his eyes stared coldly at Ferguson.
Ferguson suddenly realized that Han Shuoâs attack at Asa had only been a feint. Han Shuoâs real goal had been Ferguson from the start.
When he understood this, a strong dread shrouded his heart. He hastily chanted the incantation for âRadiant Protectionâ to thoroughly cover his body.
Clang! Clank! Sweet metallic sounds of the Demonslayer Edge colliding with Ferguson rang out. Crack after crack appeared in the layers of âRadiant Protectionâ. From within, Ferguson quickly focused his mental strength to mobilize the light element and desperately repair the cracks.
âHeh heh, old fart, I had warned already you the last time you pursued me. Yet you still stubbornly took action and almost killed me in the river. You didnât think this day would come, did you?! You just cast Radiant Glory, so your mental strength is already exhausted. Now after two Radiant Protection spells, letâs see how long you can hold on for!â
Han Shuo closed in like a ghost. He didnât withdraw the Demonslayer Edge into his body. Instead, his magical yuan furiously circulated and coalesced itself into two attacks. Han Shuo gave an odd chuckle as he unceremoniously mobilized his fists to violently assault the surface of the âRadiant Protectionâ.
The sound of the violent bombardment was like a loud drum. Cracks in the âRadiant Protectionâ spread rapidly beneath the relentless brutal attacks. Ferguson almost had an impulse to vomit blood inside the protection. Heâd never felt so lacking in light elemental energy as he did now. He was giving it his utmost efforts to exhaust his mental strength.
Extreme dread branded Fergusonâs heart with Han Shuoâs continued pummeling. Only now did he realize how unfathomable Han Shuoâs heart was. He finally understood why the latter released the Canopy of Necromancy and so many dark creatures in his presence.
He had been Han Shuoâs original target from the start! Everything had been to take revenge for the last time Ferguson and Maxine had chased him down at the small river! This time, Han Shuo expended quite a bit of effort on this plan. Heâd first forced Ferguson to cast âRadiant Gloryâ in order to expend a large amount of his mental strength. He then pretended to attack Asa and made Ferguson exhaust his mental strength in casting âRadiant Protectionâ, before finally closing in for close quarter combat.
Han Shuo had also expended a great deal of mental strength to cast the Canopy of Necromancy and summon the large amount of dark creatures. However, he was also a powerful melee attacker with a strange weapon, in addition to being a mage. Although both sides wasted a similar amount of mental strength, Han Shuo could still launch an offensive with his weapon.
If all of this had been within Han Shuoâs calculations, then his unfathomable heart and his deep, sophisticated scheming were all beyond imagination. Now that Ferguson understood, heâd never feared anyone as much as he did now.
âChase me now why donât you?! You motherfecking S.O.B.! Who do you think you are to decide my life and death? You old fart, you only know to protect your own. Iâll make it so that you canât chase me in the future!â Han Shuo cursed loudly as he assaulted the âRadiant Protectionâ.
Being smashed in both spirit and body, Ferguson finally couldnât help vomiting blood. An immense arrow of blood sprayed out onto the âRadiant Protection, dyeing its pure white color crimson. The cracks became increasingly wider.
âFlorida, what the hell are you still chasing for? Your grandfather is going to get beaten to death!â Asa was casting lightning magic nonstop to attack Han Shuo. However, the latter was constantly changing his position to evade while each of his blows still ruthlessly smashed into the âRadiant Protectionâ. Asa finally couldnât help but yell out upon seeing Ferguson vomit blood.
The thrice berserk state couldnât last for too long. Laureton had already turned to escape. Florida was chasing him in high spirits when he heard Asa curse loudly. He suddenly panicked and involuntarily looked back.
âOld fart, buh bye!â As Florida looked on in deep shock, Han Shuo grinned as he dealt a blow aimed at a crack in the âRadiant Protectionâ. This spell had long since been overwhelmed by the brutal attacks and finally shattered, collapsing in a burst of purple light.
The body covered in blood of Ferguson suddenly emerged, then fell listlessly on the ground. He was deader than dead!
âKekeâŚâ
Han Shuo flew higher and higher with his round of creepy cackling. He left arrogantly under the gaze shot out from Floridaâs eyes that ached to rip him in half.