That bard is such a charmer!

Chapter 158 Exchanging Trump Cards

Just now, while Berenga was telling her story, Richard was also preparing.

Based on the principle that speed is the ultimate weapon in martial arts, he opened the system panel and added two free attribute points to Agility.

then----

Your agility attribute has reached 20 points, surpassing the limits of human beings. Your movement speed has been greatly improved, and your fingers are so flexible that they seem to have a mind of their own. In battle, you can launch a sprint like a whirlwind or dodge attacks in incredible ways. Moreover...

After receiving Richard's hint, Grace whispered an incantation and activated her enhancement ability, further strengthening both herself and Richard's attributes.

Therefore, at this moment.

When Berenga felt that enough time had passed and it was time to start the fight, Richard's side was also riding high on momentum.

He immediately unleashed a flurry of movements, first casting a Vajra Shield on himself, then charging forward to reach Berenga and unleashing a double-speed flurry of slashes enhanced by his swordsmanship genius!

He was so fast that even Grace, who was prepared to cooperate, couldn't keep up.

Not to mention the members of the Killing Order on the other side.

The two henchmen were also level 8 professionals, but they didn't react at all.

Berengar, at level 12, fared slightly better. At the last moment, he drew his short sword from his waist and barely managed to parry Richard's attack—though his left sleeve was still ripped open, and a finger-length gash appeared on his lower arm.

More importantly, his control over Werner was interrupted.

The latter regained its mobility and, carrying the needle that had appeared inside its body, quickly floated away from Berenga.

"Hahaha! So fast! It's really hard to believe this is the speed of a poet! No wonder he could face those vampires head-on!"

Despite this, Berenga did not panic; instead, she sincerely exclaimed in admiration.

Then, with a single glance, he froze Werner in place again. He then let out a low shout and used a combat technique similar to a clone technique, creating an almost identical copy of himself beside him!

The clone stepped forward, blocking Grace who was close behind, while the real body grinned maliciously and charged towards Richard, saying, "But your strength doesn't seem that great. You got to me so quickly, do you really want to fight me one-on-one with your sword?"

In Berengar's view, although Richard's agility far surpassed that of ordinary poets, his close combat ability was still inferior to that of himself, a high-level professional.

Richard winked and chuckled, then retorted sarcastically, "Idiot, if you're only focused on the tip of my sword, you're in for a world of hurt!"

Before he finished speaking, a ring appeared on his left hand, which was not holding a sword.

It's the commemorative ring for the 100-man kill!

Although Richard hadn't used the ring much since getting it, he hadn't forgotten that it came with a daily refreshed Otto Dance!

At this moment, he and Berenga were within three meters of each other, which perfectly matched the casting range of Otto's Dance. Therefore, he decisively seized the opportunity and released this level 6 spell!

"What?!"

On the other side, Berenga had no idea that Richard had this.

Because of the close proximity and his focus on Richard's sword, he was caught off guard and took the spell almost without warning!

In the blink of an eye, his body began to move uncontrollably, waving its arms and legs in place.

One moment he's scratching his ears and cheeks like a monkey, the next he's walking like a pregnant woman, looking utterly ridiculous and completely lacking the demeanor of a high-level professional.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ghost Werner once again broke free from his control and dashed behind Dorian.

Grace also successfully dispersed Berenga's clones and swung her sword at the latter's two level 8 followers.

Miss Red Copper Dragon lived up to her name as a dragon. Even when fighting two opponents at once, she still managed to suppress them completely. It is estimated that she could kill one of them in another half minute.

For a time, the situation was very favorable.

However, Richard couldn't help but frown.

He noticed that in just a few seconds, Berenga was beginning to break free from Otto's control.

Logically, this spell should last for a full minute!

Realizing something was wrong, Richard quickly focused his attention and concentrated on maintaining the spell.

Unfortunately, this only delayed things by two seconds.

Two seconds later, Berenga broke free from Otto's control and burst into laughter.

"That felt great! Much better than guiding a useless ghost! Fighting against strong opponents like you is definitely more fun!"

With laughter, his muscles writhed, his body grew larger, and blood gushed from under his skin, covering his entire body.

In the blink of an eye, just like Harald under the Stone Fortress back then, Berenga also transformed into a butcher form that was over two meters tall, with dragon horns and claws!

But compared to Harald, his transformed appearance is stronger and more ferocious. In addition to the short sword in his left hand, a terrifying chain burning with flames also grows out of thin air on his right hand.

To Richard's further surprise, Berenga, disguised as a butcher, still wore a smile and did not act in a mad manner.

After driving Richard away by brandishing his chains, he did not attempt to pursue the poet, who was almost flying, but instead turned and charged at Grace.

Chains flew, creating a scorching storm on the spot.

Even though Grace was not afraid of fire, she still had to avoid the force that could split an ordinary person in two, thus missing the opportunity to eliminate Berenga's two henchmen.

After doing all this, Berenga stopped and stood in front of the group, giving her two henchmen time to drink the potion and recover.

Damn it.

How can your thinking be so clear?

Richard's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "You don't lose your sanity even when you become a butcher?"

Berenga bared his fangs at Richard and explained patiently in a deep voice, "It seems that the fellow believer you met before wasn't very good."

"The reason we go berserk after transforming is because the endless killing intent contained in the killing power will flood our minds. If we cannot control it, we will naturally become its slaves."

"But I'm different. I'm constantly immersed in intense killing intent! I neither control it nor become its slave; I've long since become one with it!"

"Now, it's time for you to taste my killing intent!"

My god, this guy is way crazier than Harald!

Richard felt the overwhelming pressure and immediately started playing an inspirational tune, frantically buffing himself and Grace.

.

But then—

bump!

With a savage grin, Berenga shattered the ground and charged forward like a battering ram, but his target wasn't Grace or Richard, but Dorian, who was standing at the very back!

Dorian's face turned as white as paper. He retreated while shouting, "No, no—don't come any closer!"

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