On the battlefield, the Primal Witch merely raised a Magic Shield, and everyone's attacks immediately became ineffective.
Meanwhile, the Blood Demon clashed with Basaka. With just one strike, the massive Basaka was sent flying, his greatsword knocked away. The two identical blood auras collided, becoming even more violent.
Both sides were gradually losing their minds, slaughtering each other again and again. By a berserker's nature, the heavier their injuries, the greater the combat power they could unleash.
Rather than slowing because of their wounds, the battle only grew more intense.
However, there was ultimately a difference in level between Basaka and the Blood Demon. Using Hall-level strength to fight a Legendary-level enemy was simply too difficult.
But Basaka did not give up. Before he lost consciousness, he had to keep fighting.
"At last, I've found an interesting toy! It seems you haven't developed a berserker's true power at all!"
Both gripped their greatswords as they collided heavily, and Basaka was knocked back once again.
The blood aura around the Blood Demon surged in black waves. His ink-dark pupils were gradually consumed by killing intent, while blood-red patterns slowly appeared across Basaka's body. The patterns flickered erratically, as if they had not fully awakened.
"Hahaha, again!" The Blood Demon lifted his greatsword and gave chase. With a single downward slash, he smashed a fissure more than ten meters long into the ground.
"Ahhh!!!" Basaka had already lost consciousness. His body had been completely taken over by Berserker's Blood, and every living creature that approached would be attacked by him.
He madly destroyed everything around him. The forest was devoured inch by inch, and beneath the sweep of his greatsword, nothing seemed capable of resisting.
Watching this scene from the sky, Mel could not help but sigh.
If he had used a