1059: Chapter 619 Divine War_3 1059: Chapter 619 Divine War_3 With fiery berserking cries, streaks of blood mist shot down from the Blood Sea, falling among the Monster Army.
A mix of agonizing and excited howls emanated from within.
One after another, figures grew at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Extra arms sprang from where the original ones were, similar to that of the Plunderer’s Chosen—just not as exaggerated in either size or number of additional limbs.
Most doubled in size, akin to having cast the Enlarge spell, with typically one extra pair of arms protruding.
Many grew several dozens of centiters taller, their eyes turning blood-red, burning with endless rage and berserk desire to shred everything to pieces, their hearts harboring a primal thirst for blood.
Encircled by a shroud of blood mist, from afar they appeared cloaked in blood, indicating they had entered the Berserk State—a unique skill of Blood Plunderer Kallargos’s dedicated Sacrificers.
This ability not only induced a Berserk State similar to that of a Barbarian but also granted immunity to various Control Spell Abilities such as Charm Monster, hypnotism, Intimidate, and Command, among others.
Killing an enemy would secondarily enhance the bestowed strength and prolong the spell’s duration.
The only flaw…
…presented itself the mont they gained the Blood Berserk Ability.
They acted swiftly, cleaving down nearby monsters untouched by the blood frenzy, with copious amounts of blood spraying from the corpses.
This was no natural effusion but siphoned forth by a powerful Magic Force from outside.
Indeed, a portion of the spurting blood was absorbed by the Blood Plunderers, bulging their muscles grotesquely, their veins popping like serpentine hoses under their skin.
Their eyes blazed like hot coals as if they were about to erupt, and though most blood gathered behind them, fortifying their Blood Cloaks to almost tangible states.
Had this ability been executed by the Blood Plunderers alone, it would never seem so demonic.
But now, perford by Plunderer Kallargos at no small expense, it was imbued with plunder and destructive Divine Power.
Thus, the Divine Blood Fury only endowed them with extre bloodlust and control over blood, without turning them into Bloodthirsty Beasts that lose control at the slightest scent of blood.
As they continued their slaughter, the Blood Plunderers cried out, “In the na of Kallargos, this is a sacrifice unto you.
Believe that peace belongs to the feeble and the foolish.
War strengthens all participants.
Only face-to-face combat can be considered honorable.
Cowards are those who flee, deserving scorn for ambushing or attacking from behind.
Retreat is never an option.
Prove with your actions that you’re no weakling, that you are strong and worthy of the holy Strength Kallargos blesses you with.
Charge, and dedicate all your souls and glory to Kallargos.”
Now, these freshly transford Blood Plunderers served as the driving force within the Monster Army, urging those not touched by Kallargos’s transformation to charge once more at the Conqueror Army’s lines.
Observing the distribution of these Blood Plunderers revealed that Plunderer Kallargos was not entirely a brute lacking intelligence.
They were divided into two groups.
One ford a massive semicircle surrounding the entire Monster Army, preventing them from fleeing should their rear collapse.
Their killing was comparatively restrained, targeting only the visibly weak or those attempting to escape.
This was a classic example of execution amidst battle.
The other group ford a dense line at the front, mostly executing those grievously wounded and exhibiting fear, clearly to bolster morale.
As prior clashes with the Conqueror Army led to significant casualties without progress, their spirit was already wavering.
Stirred by the stark reality of blood and death, the Monster Soldiers were utterly dominated by fear of the Blood Plunderers and Plunderer Kallargos.
Roaring loudly, they launched an even more ferocious and reckless attack on the Conqueror Army, as if each assault was deadlier than the previous.
With the Blood Plunderers interspersed among them, joining in the charge, those who lagged were swiftly cut down.
This was Plunderer Kallargos’s usual tactic: combating fear with fear.
Plunderer Kallargos had never cared for the life or death of his cohorts, neither in the past nor now, especially since few of them were devoted followers.
They were rely weapons deployed against the followers of Lady Strategy.
As long as they inflicted enough harm upon her followers, they fulfilled their greatest life’s purpose.
Regardless of the outco, those infused with Divine Blood Fury were dood, for the ability relentlessly burns blood until none remains—if it could not be drawn from others, it would consu the user’s own until fully depleted.
While Plunderer Kallargos was marshaling his forces, Lady Strategy, recently elevated to the status of a True God, was not idle, beginning to fortify her own troops and followers.
A divine radiance descended from the heavens upon Gaven, announcing with a voice that resonated through the skies, “Gaven Nort, you have embodied the Path of War through your actions.
Though you’ve never chanted my na nor revered as your Main God, your achievents cannot go unrewarded.
I now formally acknowledge you as one of the Chosen, bestowing upon you the privilege of drawing upon my Strength without the need to worship as your Main God.
Do you accept this offering?”
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