Divine Skill: Berserk!

"Berserk?" Long Yun asked in confusion. At the mention of berserk, he thought of the Berserker Squad from the original story. One of their support-system Soul Masters possessed a berserk Soul Skill. After activating it, they would temporarily become as frenzied as beasts, knowing only how to attack and losing much of their instinctive awareness. Yet in exchange, their strength would rise tremendously. During that time, their combat power would increase by several levels, and they would not feel pain. That was rather terrifying. In a sense, this skill could be considered a divine skill.

"Old Poison, can you explain it in detail?" Long Yun asked. Although the two Soul Beasts were currently fighting with great enthusiasm, Long Yun was in no hurry. With Old Poison present, he could end their battle whenever he wished, and there was no need to worry about them escaping. Since he still had time, he wanted to learn more about this Purple Winged Mad Lion. Besides, he was quite curious about its berserk skill.

"Berserk's specific effect is just as its name suggests. It can make the Purple Winged Mad Lion fall into a brief state of madness. In that state, its attack, defense, and speed will all increase by more than half. The exact degree depends on that Purple Winged Mad Lion's talent, but it will rise by at least half. Moreover, this skill does not have the side effects of ordinary berserk skills!" Du Busi explained.

"An increase of more than half in every attribute! Doesn't that amount to increasing its combat power by more than half? That's way too overpowered! Purple Winged Mad Lions are already Super Soul Beasts with formidable combat power. If their attributes rise by more than half again, wouldn't that make them practically invincible?" Long Yun thought in shock. This berserk skill truly was absurdly powerful when used by a Purple Winged Mad Lion.

"Wait, Old Poison. Isn't this berserk skill basically a Soul Beast's Innate Skill? Doesn't that mean only some particularly lucky Purple Winged Mad Lions can awaken this Innate Skill? And shouldn't they only have a chance after reaching ten thousand years? Also, what did you mean when you said it has no side effects?" After his brief shock, more questions arose in Long Yun's mind.

"Haha, Young Master, you're not wrong, but Purple Winged Mad Lions are rather special. Their berserk ability seems to be inborn. Every Purple Winged Mad Lion possesses the ability to go berserk; there are simply stronger and weaker versions," Du Busi said with a smile.

"There's such a thing?" Long Yun grew even more curious.

"Yes. The weaker forms of berserk cannot increase all attributes. The weakest can only enhance one attribute, such as speed or strength. Stronger ones can enhance two, with more being added in sequence. The strongest can enhance all attributes, and by an extremely high proportion. Only that counts as true berserk," Du Busi said.

"I never expected Purple Winged Mad Lions to be so special. Innate Skills can actually be classified like this," Long Yun remarked with some amazement. "Then what did you mean by no side effects?"

"Just as you thought, its berserk state will not cause it to lose consciousness. It will only become somewhat more battle-hungry. In other words, after using this skill, they can remain completely clear-headed," Du Busi said.

Upon hearing that, Long Yun's pupils contracted. This Purple Winged Mad Lion's skill was incredibly fierce! It truly deserved to be called a divine skill. His desire for this Purple Winged Mad Lion grew stronger and stronger. He was determined to obtain this Second Soul Ring.

After his brief shock, a delighted smile appeared on Long Yun's face. He hurriedly looked toward the Purple Winged Mad Lion and asked inwardly, "Old Poison, how old do you think this Purple Winged Mad Lion is?"

"Around two thousand three hundred years," Du Busi said.

"Damn! This really is fate! This Purple Winged Mad Lion was practically tailor-made for me. Old Poison, I want this Soul Beast. Keep a close eye on it and don't let anything happen to it," Long Yun said hurriedly.

As he spoke, he turned his gaze toward the Purple Winged Mad Lion. There, the Purple Winged Mad Lion and the Mandala Snake had already begun fighting. Making use of its advantage in flight, the Purple Winged Mad Lion repeatedly tore at the Mandala Snake's body with its Sharp Claws, like an eagle hunting a snake. Although the Mandala Snake's body was as tough as cast iron, the Purple Winged Mad Lion's claws were clearly sharper. Every time they struck the Mandala Snake's body, they left several claw marks behind.

Some of the claw marks were shallow, while others were deep. The shallow ones had only barely broken through the Mandala Snake's defenses, while the deep ones sank several centimeters into its flesh, blood flowing from them.

The Mandala Snake seemed rather helpless against the Purple Winged Mad Lion's attacks. Whenever the Purple Winged Mad Lion swooped in, it would rapidly bite at it. That speed would likely be too fast for even many Soul Kings to react to, but the Purple Winged Mad Lion's speed was extraordinary. Every time the Mandala Snake bit at it, it dodged with lightning speed. At the same time, it would circle around to the Mandala Snake's body and slash fiercely with a claw.

After landing a successful strike, the Purple Winged Mad Lion would immediately pull away and prepare for its next attack. This left the Mandala Snake with nothing but passive punishment and few effective attacks. After more than a dozen exchanges, the Mandala Snake was already covered in wounds, while the Purple Winged Mad Lion had not suffered the slightest injury.

"What an intelligent Purple Winged Mad Lion!" Long Yun muttered. Its approach was indeed clever. Using its speed and flight advantage, it gave the Mandala Snake no chance whatsoever to touch it, while it could attack the Mandala Snake without restraint. If this continued, the Mandala Snake would undoubtedly die.

The Purple Winged Mad Lion surprised Long Yun somewhat. Though he was not powerful himself, he could still tell that the Purple Winged Mad Lion was much stronger than the Mandala Snake. Although its cultivation was nearly four thousand years lower than the Mandala Snake's, its Super Soul Beast bloodline gave it combat power far beyond the Mandala Snake's. A two-thousand-three-hundred-year-old Purple Winged Mad Lion was enough to contend with a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.

Yet it had not chosen to confront the Mandala Snake head-on. Instead, it chose this method of slowly wearing its opponent down. Though somewhat time-consuming, it was the safest approach. This made Long Yun regard the Purple Winged Mad Lion more highly.

I wonder whether the Mandala Snake's venom can do anything to the Purple Winged Mad Lion. Long Yun remembered that the Mandala Snake possessed a skill that sprayed poisonous gas. The Mandala Snake's venom ranked among the strongest of all Soul Beasts and was not easy to deal with. Perhaps the Purple Winged Mad Lion had adopted this strategy because it was wary of the Mandala Snake's poison.

If it was struck by the Mandala Snake's venom, even the Purple Winged Mad Lion would have a hard time enduring it. Soul Beasts had far greater resistance than human Soul Masters, but they were not invincible. They could still be poisoned, and they were equally wary of toxins.

"Pfft!"

A spraying sound instantly caught Long Yun's attention. Did the Mandala Snake spray poisonous gas? Long Yun's heart tightened at the sound. He was somewhat worried for the Purple Winged Mad Lion. Could it handle it?

Just as Long Yun had guessed, the Mandala Snake had been continuously attacked by the Purple Winged Mad Lion while being unable to do anything in return. This completely enraged it. The dark green scales on its body began to emit a pale yellow glow, as though its entire body had been shrouded in yellow light. The Mandala Snake continuously flicked its tongue, and its vertical pupils were filled with icy malice, enough to make one's scalp tingle.

It opened its massive jaws, and pale green poisonous gas spewed from its mouth like a water column suddenly bursting from a well, surging forth with blinding speed. As soon as the poisonous gas emerged, a faint stench filled the surrounding air. Some leaves close to it withered instantly, showing just how potent the venom was.

As the Purple Winged Mad Lion watched the poisonous gas rush rapidly toward it, its blood-red pupils narrowed and its expression grew more solemn. Then its body rose upright, taking a stance somewhat similar to that of a human. Once upright, its pair of purple feathered wings began flapping rapidly. With every beat, powerful gusts formed before it and blew toward the poisonous gas. The surrounding leaves rustled violently, and fierce winds swept across the area.

"This... this works too?" Long Yun was dumbfounded at the sight. The Purple Winged Mad Lion's response had truly exceeded his expectations! He had originally thought it would use its speed advantage to evade the poisonous gas. He had never expected it to dispel the Mandala Snake's poison this way. The Purple Winged Mad Lion was indeed intelligent!

The wind generated by the Purple Winged Mad Lion was immensely powerful. The instant it came into contact with the poisonous gas, it scattered it apart. Before long, the Mandala Snake's poisonous gas had been completely dispersed.

Seeing its poison so easily neutralized by the lion, the Mandala Snake's pupils contracted. Fear began rising in its heart. That poisonous gas was its trump card, yet it had been so easily countered. It no longer had any will to resist and only wanted to flee as quickly as possible.

The Mandala Snake did not hesitate. The moment it realized it could not win, it turned and ran. Though massive, it was not slow in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, it had appeared a hundred meters away. Seeing the Mandala Snake turn and flee, the Purple Winged Mad Lion revealed a disdainful expression, as if it were saying, You think you can escape from me? Can you really outrun me?

The Purple Winged Mad Lion returned to its original four-legged stance, beat its wings, and prepared to give chase. This was its prey for the day; it could not let it get away just like that.

However, the instant its body moved, it felt an immense force acting upon it. The force was so powerful that it could not resist in the slightest. It was frozen in midair, and no matter how it beat its wings, it was useless. The Purple Winged Mad Lion's expression changed drastically. It knew it had been trapped by someone, and a sense of danger rose in its heart.

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