Chapter 255

My Villains Episode 255

50. Mayhem (9)

When I think back to when I was enjoying this world as a game, ‘Berserk’, a skill that is no different from a berserker’s symbol, was very effective.

When basic berserk is activated, it is a very excellent skill because it has basic strength gains, as well as agility and health corrections, but acquiring related skills adds special effects and adds to its power.

To name a few examples,

‘Unbridled Madness’ that removes all status ailments and grants strong resistance when using Berserk, ‘Burning Heart’ that accelerates HP recovery.

‘Endless Rage’, which extends the duration of berserk whenever an enemy is killed, ‘Deep Delight’, which lowers the skill cost during berserk.

If you use berserk, which becomes a more powerful skill the more you dig into it, you will end up in trouble if you use it without thinking. The penalty is as great as the effect.

The most representative of those penalties was ‘not being able to use a shield’.

Is it because the hypertrophied aggressive instinct suppressed the survival instinct? The Berserker who activated Berserk throws away even the shield he was holding.

Also, consumables such as magic scrolls and potions, as well as ranged weapons, cannot be used.

In the midst of going berserk and rampaging like a beast, it is impossible to read the incantation written on the scroll, choose and drink the one that suits the situation among several potions, and measure arrows in the crossbow.

There were several other penalties, but the most serious of them

was... ‘out of control’ itself.

A berserker who has gone berserk will attack an enemy he can never face, turning his eyes away. No matter how unfavorable the situation is, never run away.

In a word, it means that even if their berserker character jumps into the dragon’s mouth naked, there is nothing the user can do except suck their fingers and watch.

However, there was a skill that compensated for this shortcoming by saying that there was no law to die.

It was called ‘Guidance of Mother Goddess’.

Acquisition of this skill gradually reduces the effect of berserk while gradually regaining control of the character.

At first, it was only enough to specify the approximate direction of movement, but once you master the skill, you will be able to control it without much difference from usual. So it was considered an essential skill among general berserker users.

However, some users, including me, preferred the opposite skill rather than ‘Mother God’s Guidance’.

If ‘Guidance of Mother God’ reduces the effect of berserk and reduces the penalty, the opposite skill increases the penalty of berserk and strengthens the effect.

So, if you master that skill, you become a ‘berserker’ in the true sense of the word, not just not being able to control your character, but losing the distinction between enemies and slaughtering everything in sight.

In a word, it means that what is in front of you will attack without mercy, whether it is your partymates, the number of summons summoned by magic tools, or the NPCs that play a key role in the scenario.

...okay.

That is the skill ‘Ecstasy’ that Lenka activated in front of me.

“Athar Marta—!”

With a sharp shout that seemed to be mixed with metal, Lenka’s eyes emitted a pitch-black glow. Before me and Utequai could exchange glances, the berserkers, who were in a state of ecstasy, spurred the ground and attacked us.

“Kiya -ah —!”

“Jegi-”

he cursed and as soon as he lifted the Hrunting, the two knives/blades struck the sword almost simultaneously.

I forcibly gripped my hand, feeling the handle slipping out of my torn grip. Fortunately, Permal got caught in his fingertips and didn’t miss the knife.

“Kkeuh”

Lenka let out a strange sound, confused whether it was moaning or fighting spirit. In the meantime, her two longswords continued to attack like a storm. It was an unmatched, violent swordsman’s sense of delicacy.

The berserker swung his two heavy longswords around like a drummer handling drumsticks.

I was in a hurry to defend myself by backing away, and the three rare famous swords collided with each other and made a tricky/noisy noise.

He twisted his shoulder and spilled the black ice while removing the morning star that was stabbing him. Then, the black blade that was aiming for his neck turned roughly and rushed right in front of his eyes.

“Ugh”

I couldn’t keep my senses from the endless offensive, but in fact, not even 5 seconds had passed since Lenca entered the ecstasy. In that short amount of time, this crazy berserker closed the distance of 15 meters and poured out nine sword strikes.

Squeak!

“Great!”

I quickly bent my neck back, but the black blade blew away several strands of hair and flesh from the tip of my nose.

Originally, when cut by a blade, one would feel the heat as if it had been burned, but the black ice, true to its name, poured a terrible chill into the open wound.

“Khehehe.”

“Fuck-”

There was no time to control the pain.

As I stumbled back, Lenka relentlessly followed me with a madman’s smile.

“Aqun!”

Utequai pounced belatedly and swung his hammer. But Lenka didn’t even look back and threw her body forward as if doing a front roll toward me.

A dark green mass protruded from the torn scroll with a somewhat unpleasant sound. The unidentified lumps split among themselves, and in an instant, seven arrows were fired.

It was an ‘acid arrow’.

Lenka, who had instinctively sensed the danger from that figure, quickly stopped and swung her two swords vigorously. Awesome! The two swords, swung fast enough to make a noise, knocked out five of the acidic arrows fired in front of them.

But

chiiik!

“Hehehehehe!”

Two arrows of acid hit her arms and thighs, and the arrows of acid hit her with a knife and exploded in the air.

“Hhhhhhhh!”

Even while in ecstasy, it seemed that he could not overcome the pain of melting his flesh.

Lenka momentarily raised her arm to cover her face, but the splattered dark green liquid melted down her nose. White smoke rose along with an acrid smell that made me confused whether it was the smell of gunpowder or urine.

“die-!”

Throwing away the torn scroll, Baron Innomen swung his longsword with a loud shout. As he was also a knight who had reached the level of a superman, the blade full of miasma was as fast as lightning.

Kwagak!

“Keep it off.”

Lenka, covered in acidic liquid, quickly shrugged her shoulders even as she stumbled. Baron Innomen’s sword attack was blocked by the blade that sprouted from the side of the plate armor’s neck.

“Ugh”

The baron quickly retrieved his sword and tried to wield it again, but Renka quickly swung his left arm and entangled his longsword.

and the next moment.

Suck it!

With a cheerful sound, the helmet with the antlers soared into the sky. To be precise, it was not a helmet, but the severed head of Baron Innomen.

“Uh-”

“......What is it?”

In the sudden situation, the soldiers could not accept the reality for a while.

But that’s for a while.

“That savage—”

“The baron...

his mutterings in disbelief gradually heated up into shouts of rage.

“Kill!”

“Revenge the baron!”

As some sergeants and soldiers rolled their eyes and shouted, other soldiers also shouted in unison.

“Revenge the baron!”

Before that furious chorus could burst, a terrifying roar came from behind. It

was

a sound coming from the dimension door. A gigantic demon was climbing up from the dimensional portal that vomited red flames and lit the night like day.

“...What is that?”

“Don’t stop!”

Soldiers with consecrated swords spurred on with vigor, but the gradually closing portal spewed out dozens of monsters along with fierce flames.

Roaring!

The soldiers withdrew from the tremendous heat, and soon a huge demon appeared.

A gigantic body over 4 meters tall, with a forked tongue like a five-horned snake and wings that spread smoke.

A familiar look.

It was ‘Lasaldeha’, one of the predators of the flame system, a huge flame demon.

“...there’s no such thing as real mayhem.”

Between the berserker Lenka, Baron Innomen’s soldiers rushing toward her like mad, and the demonic army appearing in front of the Shaenna soldiers, I let out a sigh while holding on to my stomach.

After looking around the battlefield for a while, he brought out the last move he had endured.

Tsutsutsu.

The blood that was full of blood rushed up to the top of the head. A terrible thirst welled up as the eyes were dyed red.

At the same time, the other me who had been suppressing it for a while raised my head.

“Whoa.”

It’s the artist’s time.