Chapter 19 Miserable Failure

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Berserkers, no magician's gorgeous skills, no warrior's clear mind to master the cold view of the war, but Berserkers all apply the cooperation of light attack and heavy attack to the level of perfection, high attack speed, high critical strike output, violent and disdainful attack,

Berserker is a handed down profession. It is the characteristics of dwarf warriors. They lose their self-awareness and thinking feelings, gain strong strength and spirit, and are not affected by pain and fear. They are warlike machines that only know how to kill. The probability of this kind of rage is very small, unless it is the dwarves or their blood flowing. Descendants...

Louis the Great squinted at all this, Lei Ben. Garcia could actually evolve into a Berserker, and the northern part of the Conqueror Empire was close to the Dwarves's Craftsman Mountain. More than a decade ago, the Conqueror Empire had to buy tens of thousands of dwarves' weapons every once in a while. This transaction has been handled by Thunder Garcia, but the Dwarves refused to trade weapons with the Conqueror Empire for 14 years. This made the supply of the imperial army in short supply, which caused huge war losses, and the dwarf side did not give any reason, and Lei Ming Garcia did not give a reasonable explanation. Now Luigielun seems to understand everything...

The dwarves attach great importance to the pure blood of the race and never allow their sacred blood to be stained. In the past ten years, the dwarves have been unfriendly to the conqueror empire. They seem to be plotting something. Because of racial differences, Louis Ye Leng can't find out. There is no progress in sending multiple messengers, and gradually After that, the matter was stranded and no one paid attention to it anymore.

Atre stared at the hugely changing Lei Ben and looked at Louis the Great, who was still standing on the side calmly, but his inquiring eyes did not get any answer from Louis the Great. Atre looked at Lei Ben approaching step by step. His body slowly changed, and his body began to rise slowly. The muscles on the body have become bigger and stronger, and there is a faint layer of red light around the body...

"Ky, you are still playing evolution!" Although Atre said it easily, he felt the difference between the changes before and after Lei Ben. Now Lei Ben definitely has the strength to crush him. Atre stared at Lei Ben, and his fast-turned brain thought about how to deal with this big guy.

Atre's legs were in the shape of I-zig, his upper body leaned forward, his arms were raised high, and the hazy black fighting spirit gradually rose all over his body. He poured all the dark fighting spirit in his body on his fists, waiting for the opportunity to make the first fierce attack. Louisier smiled coldly. Atre was finally about to attack and looked at The hazy fighting spirit around him said to himself, "It's the bottleneck of trainee black martial arts. It's good."

Just as the thunder was only about one meter away from him, Atrai suddenly shouted, and his body rushed over like a black cannonball. This is the meaning of the black bull boxing. It does not need too long to sprint distance. In an instant, the strength of the whole body is concentrated on the fists, and the speed and blasting power to win.

"Double Horn Top!" Atre's long roar, his fists had hit Lei Ben's chest, opened his big mouth with fangs, and howled back half a step. Atre felt that his fists were numb, as if they were hitting steel. The sharp strength of his feet did not have any effect. Atre secretly shouted that it was not good, and he was about to retreat. But the crazy thunder grabbed his left shoulder, and then grabbed his right shoulder by another mistake. He raised Atre easily, swung him a few times in mid-air like a thousand years old, and then pulled him fiercely like the first one, with a sound of Atre's buttocks on the ground, smashing a hole in the ground...

"Ouch, I'll do your mother! The anus is cracked!" Atre quickly got up and howled while touching his buttocks. It seemed that Louis the Great was ready to stand by. He was really a qualified referee. Atre was helpless in the face of the crazy thunderbolt. After seeing an ancient tree the size of his arms, he rushed up with strength, like a dog jumping over the wall. In one breath, he stood on the thick branch and looked at the distance of four or five meters from the ground. He couldn't help saying, "I, why did you come up!"

Lei Ben looked at the scream of Atre standing on the branch and rushed to the ancient tree. There was a wild collision. Seeing that the ancient tree could not support it, Atre clenched his fists together, and suddenly condensed the remaining little dark fighting spirit again on the clenched fists. This time, the fighting spirit was more pure and thick than last time. Atre He pinned all his hopes on this last blow. He knew that whether he succeeded or not would be his last punch. His strength no longer allowed him to make a third punch. At this moment, he was more eager to gain strength than ever, which also intensified his determination to leave with Yanawei!

"The downhill cow!" Atre roared crazily and jumped up from the branches. After flipping 360 degrees in the air, his head rushed down, his fists were clenched on his head, a little like the Buddha's palm, and he swooped down towards the thunder, exuding a thick black gas all over his body, which seemed to merge with the night sky. Only the bright red eyes were black. At night, it looks strange and evil...

Boom...

The dust on the ground rose everywhere. With the bright moonlight, it could be seen that the two bodies collided. Atre's downhill cow fist hit Lei Ben's left shoulder heavily. A big pit appeared on the ground. The ancient tree fell to the ground. Atre lay on the ground gasping heavily, and the thunder beside him. The huge body shook his head and stood up. He looked at Atre on the ground and smiled obliquely. The smile was the joy of victory. The silver armor on his body had completely lost its shape. ** With his upper body, the violent muscles made people embarrassed and couldn't help but shudder...

Lei Ben punched Atre's body fiercely,

One punch...

Two punches...

Three punches...

Atre was like a lamb to be slaughtered. He had no room for resistance. He endured it sullenly. He stared at the night sky, as if Lei Ben had nothing to do with other people's bodies. It seemed that the pain did not belong to him...

"When my life goes to the ultimate, my goal is very clear. When my pride is trampled on, my mission is to be powerful. When my thoughts stop at this second, my soul will take me to the next reincarnation, but not now! It's not the muscle maniac in front of him, not the arrogant noble Lei Ben!" Atre kept saying to himself in his heart,

"Louisier cold! How long are you going to stand by!" Atre roared hoarsely with little strength left...