Man Mos is very brave, but today he was really scared. Was he scared by that terrifying face? No, no.

Manmos was frightened by himself. It was the first time he could not control his madness since he was promoted to a senior berserker, and that was why he was afraid.

The profession of Berserker can bring their bodies into a crazy state of madness. In this state, they are like blood-devouring beasts that are not afraid of pain, and their attack power, speed, and defense will be improved several times or even dozens of times.

But this kind of crazy will make them have no feelings and relatives, and will make them have nothing else in their eyes except killing.

Only when they are promoted to advanced berserkers can they learn the mad fighting spirit unique to the Berserker profession. This mad fighting spirit can make the Berserker's spiritual platform clear and keep their minds awake when their bodies are crazy.

Only at this time can the berserker be called a real berserker. This infinite power that can be controlled is what their berserkers are obsessed with and pursue.

They worked tirelessly to have and control this power and suppressed their anger at any time, because before they were promoted to high school, their anger would make them crazy and out of control, and for this, they paid some price.

Just now, Man Mos felt that he had once again returned to the terrible time before he was promoted to a high-level berserker. After awakening, Man Mos was covered with the bodies of the members of the Mad Sword Mercenary Group.

And his left hand was still pinching the neck of the unlucky mercenary. The mercenary's face turned purple because of suffocation was terrifying and unbelievable. He could not imagine that he would die at the hands of the commander he respected the most.

"Bang!" Man Mos was so scared that he quickly let go of his left hand, and the battle axe with his right hand was thrown on the ground in panic, "Why is this happening? What's going on?!!"

Man Mos couldn't believe that all the members who accompanied him were killed by him. Looking at the bodies lying down on the ground, he remembered the experience of killing all his good friends when he was young because of his crazy life.

That incident was unforgettable, which made him deeply blame himself and made him unable to sleep for many nights, because of that incident, he locked himself in a cave for six years until he was promoted to a senior berserker.

That time was like a nightmare. Manmos originally thought that the dream had passed, but he didn't expect that it would reappear again today.

Manmos muttered: "This is impossible! Why is this?" He thought repeatedly in his heart. All this was too weird. When he raised his head and saw that the oil lamp on the wall was still bright, he suddenly woke up.

"The oil lamp has not been turned off? What is the darkness I just saw? And that terrifying face? Is it all my hallucinations?"

Manmos walked to the oil lamp, and his years of experience told him that there must be something wrong with the oil lamp. Manmos stretched out his finger and dipped it in his lamp oil, looked at it, and then put it in his mouth and licked it, "Damn it!! This is not lamp oil at all!"

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At the same time, another place in the underground passage.

Onim led his younger brother Brent, the thief Louise and another intermediate swordsman. The four of them had just broken through a trap, and at this time, the few were resting in safety.

Brent pulled out a bow and arrow stuck in his left shoulder and sprinkled a little powder on the wound. He frowned because of the pain. After the pain passed, he calmed down and sighed, "When I first came down, there were twelve people, but now I didn't expect that there were only four of us left..."

At this time, Louise, who was sitting at the wall, shook his head and said, "Oh, boss, I said let's not come down, don't come down, you don't listen. We have been here before, but we know how powerful it is. Look, we are now being destroyed and harmed by these traps and mechanisms..."

"Shut up!!" Onim yelled.

"Uh...Boss, just make a little less, otherwise Robin would hear it..." Louise said carefully, curling his lips.

"Fart! He has long known our every move. You can be a little bit of a fart when you whisper!"

Onim was now full of anger. He hammered the wall and said fiercely: "I didn't expect that I underestimated that thief boy, hum! I have lost so many brothers. I have calculated the account!"

The various dangers that they face at any time along the way have made Onim team suffer from physical and mental fatigue. Those simple ones, such as bows, arrows, crossbows, flying knives, darts, etc., are nothing. In addition, there are many extremely dangerous and powerful traps that they have never heard of.

"All up! Let's go!" Onim kicked Louise hard, and asked them to get up and continue moving forward.

The four of them were no longer as reckless as they were when they first came in. At this time, they all held the weapons in their hands tightly, formed a defensive formation with their backs against their backs, and were concentrating on their minds, moving forward step by step and slow.

They were forced to be so cautious, because the traps here are really hard to guard against, and if they are not careful, they will die on the spot.

"Deputy Commander! There is a trip rope in front of you!"

Louise shouted at this time. As a thief, his eyes were still very sharp. Along the way, he found many pedals or tripping ropes that triggered the trap, and he hid far away and never touched them once. This is the fundamental reason why he can survive until now.

"Stop! Don't move around!" Onim pressed his body and slowly leaned over, and saw that there was indeed a black line as thin as hair on the ground. The light in the passage was dim. If it weren't for Louise, they would not have noticed this black line.

"Louisf, see if this is a bait?" Onim was so angry that he had no fighting along the way, but he had always been a mentally consuming battle of wits and courage.

Although Louise could detect dangers with his sharp eyes and remind his companions, he still died several people, because some pedals and tripping ropes were fake and mysterious. What's even more terrifying is that many traps are tied one by one. You avoid one trap, but you find that you fell into another trap.

"Boss, I just understand the fur. I really can't tell if it's a bait." Louise looked aggrieved. If he had understood these traps, he would have seized Robin's territory long ago. Can he wait until today?

Brent was unhappy when he heard this. His brothers were almost dead and he had lost his fortune, but this Louise had nothing to do with it!

He said, "Stop telling me! You have not been hurt at all along the way. Can't we see that you are just avoiding traps? You said you have been here before, so you must have an impression of these traps. You know it in your heart but don't tell us, what are you thinking about?"

Because of repeated setbacks, the members of the League were almost broken. At this time, they finally couldn't help but have internal strife...
Chapter completed!