Parallel Vol. 5

Chapter 31: Berserkers

Several feet above the battling armies, Absalon's brows furrowed as he surveyed the situation. As a seasoned general, he could tell the momentum was rapidly rolling away from the allied forces. At this rate, they could only hold on for about fifteen to twenty minutes before someone made a mistake from fatigue. Once the undead breached a hole in the defensive wall, their larger numbers would quickly overwhelm the allied forces' defenses.

Unfortunately, the allied forces had used up all their trump cards. Absalon could not think of anything that would alter the current situation. Except...

Absalon glanced at Lunette, or more accurately, the skyboat she stood on. His brows furrowed but a moment, but he stopped and shook his head. He would not sacrifice the future for a momentous victory.

The General turned his attention to the trees behind the undead army. "Stryke. You must succeed no matter wha—!"

Absalon's eyes widened in shock when a green stream suddenly surged out of the forest. Compared to the ocean of undead, the stream was like a minor puddle that trickled to the undead's backline.

BOOM!

However, the impact that followed was anything but minor! The stream surged into the undead's backline like a tsunamic tide! The green tide scattered the undead's formation as they surged forward, causing untold panic and fear to spread across the undead's ranks.

Above the armies, Absalon could scarcely hide his shock as he took in the most unlikely of rescuers. "Th—the orcs!? What is going on here?"

Absalon was not the only one shocked. Somewhere along the frontlines, Durst and Ragnar paused their rampage to glance at the distant south. They could not see beyond the dense undead, but their throbbing blood informed them of their kin's proximity.

Ragnar and Durst saw the doubt in each other's eyes. They could not understand what Renark was thinking. Why would he help the Maggots? Furthermore, they could sense something that shocked them even more.

"Hahahaha! Die, you sack of bones!" An orc chortled with joy as he grabbed an undead mage by the skull. His massive hand completely encased the shiny skull as he lifted it off the ground.

Desperate to preserve its undead life, the undead's jaw clacked open. A magic circle suddenly formed in front of its 'mouth' and fired a concentrated flaming beam at the orc's exposed chest.

Boom! Hit at such close range, an explosion predictably rang out, scattering many nearby undead. The undead mage experienced a momentary relief, but it soon realized something was wrong. The hand clasped around its head had not loosened at all!

"Haha. That actually stung a bit."

The undead mage stared in shock as the smoke cleared, revealing the orc grinning in all his glory. The orc's chest was only slightly burned by that mega attack, and even that tiny injury had begun rapidly healing at visible speed. Most shockingly however, was the red, explosive, savage, yet contained aura wrapped tightly around the orc.

Furthermore, the orc's muscle mass had almost doubled in size with thick, pronounced veins bulging against his skin.

"B-Berserker!" In the sky, Absalon exclaimed in shock. The forums had recently gone crazy about the latest unlocked Berserker class. Unfortunately, no one knew how to obtain the class, but Genaco had kindly released a few pieces of promotional videos to showcase Berserkers in action.

Several gaming experts analyzed every microsecond of these videos and reached some conclusions about the Berserker state. First, they confirmed that Berserker was both a class and a skill. To differentiate between the two, the forums on calling the class Berserker and the skill, Berserker State.