Abe the Wizard

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

“God’s warrior, before you is the city of evil. We must take back everything they have. Today I will lead you and charge in. Glory to the Lord!” Mad Knight Mead yelled at the 5000 armored Holy knights.

“Glory to the Lord!” The 5000 Holy knights and the 9 mad knights roared back.

The barrier circle blocked their voices. Pure white Holy energy blasted out from their bodies.

Mad knight Mead took out a golden crystal and gently placed it on the ground. The crystal blast opened, sending a golden shockwave outwards.

“Warriors of god, we have 2 hours to wipe this clean this evil city. Charge!” He lowered his voice and waved his hand.

They were only 10 miles away. For holy 5000 charging holy knights with the support of auras, they would be arriving at Battlecry city like an arrow.

2 Barbarians guarding the city gate were casually chatting with each other. It was the year of the holy light. In a month, the most important day of the Barbarians would arrive.

“Your son is old enough to join the holy light shining right. Is he coming this year?” A Barbarian asked.

“Of course. I even asked the captain to organise my son in one of the front rolls. The more holy light you get, the more likely you will become a professional!” The other Barbarian replied.

“I’m so happy for you. It’s too bad I have a daughter!” The first Barbarian sighed.

“Don’t worry, my son will marry your daughter once he successfully becomes a professional!” The other Barbarian laughed.

“What’s that?” As they were laughing, one of the Barbarians pointed to the raging dust in the distance.

“Evil knights! Alert the city!” An armored Barbarian saw the glowing aura and yelled in horror.

The 2 Barbarians stuck their hands in their pocket and took out a signal bomb to alert this defenseless city.

However, just when they were about to press the trigger, a scary suppression force emerged.

Even from miles away, the knights’ formation could lock down the movements of those Barbarians.

“Brother, alert!” One Barbarian’s eyes became bloodshot as he turned to his fellow before his entire body began to shake.

“No!” The other Barbarian knew what his fellow was about to do, so he couldn’t help but yell.

His body kept shaking, and his heart rate speeded up. His eyes grew crimson red, and blond began to drip out from his skin and soon gushed into his mouth, nose, ears.

“Ah!” He roared as his body, and his body expanded. His clothes blast open.

Madness. It was the special ability of Barbarians, a suicidal move. However, for a slight moment, they could disregard everything.

That Barbarian blocked in front of the other Barbarian. He was only an intermediate Barbarian. Even in the face of 5000 holy knights and 10 mad knights, he stood in front of his comrades.

Blood danced around his body. The energy he had been gathering since his youth was unleashed at an instant. It was not like other spells. It was a primal source of energy.

He knew he was hopeless against so many knights, so sacrificing himself would buy his comrades a little time.

Another barbarian quickly moved to throw a signal bomb in the sky.

The signal bombed a curve and blasted into a blood-red ax.

It was at that moment, the Barbarian stepped up and hugged the mad Barbarian. His life force was drained, and his eyes were fully red.

“Ah!” Madness was the instant of Barbarians, so he also did his final move. The blood within him told him dying in battle was the only way to go.

At that moment, the 5000 Holy knights were about to make contact with the 2 Barbarians. Mad knight Mead gently waved his sword, and a white beam sent the head of those 2 Barbarians flying.

“Ants!” He said coldly.

He then turned his gaze towards the open city gate. He felt his heart lift. As long as they could enter the city, everything would be up for grabs. The city was helpless.

Suddenly, the headless bodies of the 2 Barbarians blasted outward. Although this destruction was not a strong one, a few drops of blood landed on Mad knight Mead.

“Destroy the city!” Mad knight Mead roared when he saw his pure white armor being contaminated.

Their mission was to bring that thick totem pole back to their kingdom to honor their god. They didn’t need to capture any prisoners since that would only drain more energy from the Teleportation circle. That thing was draining the energy of god, after all.

If they hadn’t failed their mission with the elves, Mad knight Mead would not act this crazy. This was his only chance of redeeming himself, and he could sense that every knight was laughing at him.

Therefore, he was furious when he saw the blood of some intermediate Barbarians landing on his armor. It was a huge embarrassment to these new troops he was leading.

After they penetrated the gate, the 5000 knights divided themselves into 10 teams, with a mad knight leading each team.

Meanwhile, a clear horn sound emerged.

On a tower far away, a ground of Barbarians began to throw flying axes towards the Knights.

However, breaking the defense of 500 knights and a mad knight was not that simple.

Mad knight Mead’s team lead and surrounded the area with the Holy Freeze. All the frightened Barbarian civilians along the way immediately turned into ice blocks.

Soon, the shock wave of the Holy freeze arrived and blasted them into pieces, sending blood flying everywhere. The scene was chilling.

Those normal Barbarians, young or old, male or female, helplessly dropped dead in the face of the Holy Freeze aura.

“No!” A professional Barbarian was frozen immediately as he saw his wife and children turned into ice blocks beside him.

He roared, and his madness brought his body out of the ice block. His eyes were blood red, and his body was dripped with his furious blood.

For a moment, he felt invincible.

He gathered all of his power of the will into one strike.

His target was his closest elite knight. When the knight saw what happened, he smiled.

He was laughing at the Barbarian’s arrogance as he unleashed a ‘sacrifice’ combo strike.

An intermediate Barbarian against 500 holy knights. The result was clear.

The Barbarian almost couldn’t see the move of the sword, and he was almost chopped in half.

However, he did not stop his ax. He was engulfed in madness. Life and death no longer mattered to him.

He still had half of his body. All he could think about was to avenge his wife and children.

Bang!* his body viciously exploded as his ax struck towards the elite Holy knight.

Although the blast almost did nothing to the knights covered in aura, a ‘knock out’ skill pattern emerged from the ax and landed on that elite knight.

Suddenly, the knight paused.

It was at that moment, an arrow flew towards him and penetrated his heart.

“My lord, please take me back to the Holy Kingdom,” That elite knight felt his life force quickly fading away as he mumbled. His face looked very peaceful, without a trace of paranoia.

Afterward, a pure white soul beam shot up. The first knight to die was an elite one. None of them was expecting that.

The barbarian was not the most powerful profession. they were usually backups for other professions in the Central Continent.

However, as a race, they would not stand getting trampled on. They were one of the most battle-thirsty races. If the Wizard Union did not suppress them, they might have invaded other races already.

Barbarians were constantly at war with their environment, and all of them grew up with pain and hardship. They were all living on the edge.

They needed to climb the harshest mountain to find water, head to the furthest grasslands to find food, and fight beasts and other tribes.

They lived their lives in battle. If they did not have a common enemy, they would fight among themselves in order to keep their population low.

After all, the god they worshiped was the god of war.

With the invasion of the Holy Kingdom, they could finally fight together for their loved ones.

Just like the knights, they thought of themselves as the warrior of God, and death was not a factor.

If they died, they would just return to the arms of their god, to the holy land of prosperity, and leave this torturous place.

Mad knight Mead waved his long sword and wiped out all the archers 100 meters from him.

His face began to twitch. He thought everything in this city was up for grabs, but a man was lost right from the start.

Although an elite Holy knight was not much in the grander scheme of things, the fighting style of Barbarians still sent a chill down his spine.

They fought with a yearning for death, and they would not hesitate to attack a holy knight, including mad knights.

Not fearing death and the yearning for death were different things. The knights were not afraid of death because they knew their spirit would shine in glory and return to their god, but making a knight sacrifice himself willingly was not easy.

“Focus, be careful of their suicidal moves!” He lowered his voice.

From then on, he added a sword strike on every frozen professional Barbarian, giving them no time to go into madness.

The battle was a bloodbath. Barbarians glowing in crimson red would charge towards the knights with a ‘knock out’ skill pattern on their axes from time to time.

The ‘knockout’ skill pattern could separate a knight from their formation, opening them up to the attack of those countless flying arrows.

Soon, Mad knight Mad realized one thing. They were all intermediate Barbarians. The mad elite Barbarians were nowhere to be seen.

He looked forward. Maybe the elite forces were yet to come.

The battle was reaching the climax. Perhaps the Barbarians realized how powerful the holy knights were. As the knights made their way forward, angry roars emerged from time to time, and a blood-red body charged out to give out their last glorious strike.