Chapter 147 - 146 Life is Full of Ups and Downs
The Elf Ranger fired the first shot.
Seeing this scene, the Barbarians, who had been impatient, let out a roar and entered the Frenzy State.
He followed the path of the Berserker, trembling in the chaotic pleasure of battle, abandoning all regard for his own safety, pursuing a path of blood and unrestrained fury, fearlessly jumping in front of the Fire Melt Salamander obstructing his attack on the Dragon Vein Mage, lifting his huge axe and launching a reckless attack—a fierce assault that cast aside all defense.
Offense is the best defense, the Barbarian’s fierce attacks caused the Molten Salamander Contract Mage to flee in panic and the Molten Salamander Knights riding Striders to be somewhat at a loss, but fortunately, they quickly reacted, pulling the reins to urge the Striders to launch a lethal Bite while simultaneously lifting their curved sabers high.
One of the Molten Salamander Knights, standing a bit far away from the Barbarian, on the outskirts, even stuffed a spherical object made of sulfur, ore, salt, and paste into his mouth, then chewed frantically until his mouth generated a huge amount of heat, and spit out a small fireball.
The Barbarian was simply dressed in cloth without any Armor, which did not mean his defense was weak. Decades of hardening had made his skin exceptionally tough, tougher and more resilient than any cowhide. Most of the Molten Salamander Knights’ attacks hit, but the majority only left white marks on his skin. Although the Barbarian was surrounded, he did not fall behind.
A Molten Salamander Knight’s arm was chopped off by the Barbarian.
Another Molten Salamander Knight was pulled down from the Strider by the Barbarian, who then stomped on his chest, smashing it, and even causing the Strider’s head to be smashed askew.
The air began to fill with the salty scent of seawater and the stench of blood.
The Molten Salamander Knights finally stopped the Barbarian, allowing the Molten Salamander Contract Mage to escape to a distance, where he first cast Mage Armor on himself, and then lifted his hand, preparing to throw a Fireball Technique. Just as he raised his hand, an arrow flew towards him, he quickly dodged to the side, avoiding one but not the other. Struck in the chest by an arrow, he no longer cared about anything else and quickly jumped into the sea, disappearing into the foaming waters.
Bards are not just eloquent; they often excel in close combat, ranged attacks, and magic, as versatile as they are in their music-making - truly a jack of all trades.