It's Reasonable for a Priest to Know Berserk, Right?

Gui Wu gripped his spear in both hands, a golden light flashing at its tip as he thrust it at the bald Priest.

Light Thorn was really just a spear version of Light Slash Sword.

At the same time, the Red-Armored Earth Dragon beneath Gui Wu had charged right up to the bald Priest.

It stamped its forelegs hard against the ground, unleashing a War Stomp, a move favored by strength-type magical beasts.

The powerful shock wave not only caused the surrounding ground to cave in, but also threw the bald Priest off balance.

Yet to everyone's surprise, even in such a predicament, the bald Priest showed no trace of panic. His expression remained as fierce as ever.

Still, ferocity alone was useless. His unsteady footing briefly interrupted the flow of spiritual power sustaining the Holy Light around his body, causing it to thin out and sharply reducing both its defensive and offensive power.

With a simple Light Thorn, Gui Wu pierced the Holy Light surrounding the bald Priest.

But...

Thud!

Without even looking at the spear Gui Wu thrust toward him, the bald Priest raised his oversized staff and slammed it into the ground, instantly neutralizing the Red-Armored Earth Dragon's War Stomp.

Not only that, his strike left the nearly five-meter-long Red-Armored Earth Dragon unable to hold its ground. It stumbled back several steps, forcibly interrupting Gui Wu's follow-up attack.

"Ha!"

Seeing his strike succeed, the bald Priest swung his thick staff, took a great stride forward, and brought it down toward Gui Wu.

Gui Wu was furious that this bald fellow actually dared to attack him. He immediately countered with Light Thorn, thrusting at that iron... magic staff.

A deafening clang followed.

The bald Priest's blow actually knocked Gui Wu's spear aside. Moreover, seemingly due to some additional effect on the staff, Gui Wu's right hand, which held the spear, was now trembling uncontrollably.

Gui Wu: "???"

Yue Shen: "???"

Just how terrifying was this guy's external spiritual power for him to pull that off?

Yue Shen was utterly bewildered.

At least as far as he could tell, his own external spiritual power, currently below two hundred points, would never allow him to take on a Red-Armored Earth Dragon with physical strength alone.

"Why aren't you helping?" Gui Wu quickly recovered and shouted to the others around him. "Are you really going to let this Priest who can't even heal go to Holy City and disgrace Xiu City?"

Accompanying the two of them were two Warriors, an Assassin, and a Mage.

Hearing this, the others, who were also on Gui Wu's side, joined the fight between the two.

The two Warriors moved to either side of Gui Wu, then charged the bald Priest together.

The Assassin in their group crouched down and circled toward Sima Xian's back.

As for the Mage in fiery-red robes, he raised his magic staff high and chanted under his breath, preparing a spell.

At the sight, Long Haochen could no longer sit still.

Seriously? Attacking a Priest was shameless enough, and now you wanted to gang up on him?

This time, Yue Shen did not stop Long Haochen and simply let him intervene.

He remained seated on the hillside, watching the fight below. They were only a few small fry, after all. With Long Haochen taking action, there was nothing left for him to do.

Besides, Yue Shen did not know why, but for some inexplicable reason, he did not particularly want to have too much contact with Sima Xian.

Below the hillside, a hint of gravity appeared on Sima Xian's face when he realized everyone was ganging up on him.

Just then, the Assassin had circled behind Sima Xian and closed in on him with a few quick movements.

Everyone could imagine what would happen when an Assassin got within striking distance of a Priest.

Sima Xian roared, and the pale-gold gem at the tip of his staff suddenly burst with a milky-white halo, which condensed into the shape of a hammer above it.

"Ha!"

Sima Xian abruptly turned and swung his staff at the Assassin behind him.

Bam!

"Aah!"

The Assassin who had circled behind Sima Xian cried out in pain and was sent flying, crashing into the trunk of a large tree.

Holy Light Hammer, the most powerful offensive skill available to Priests before the fifth tier.

So far, Sima Xian had used four skills in total: Holy Light, Holy Light Hammer, and the Holy Light Blast he had used earlier to neutralize the Red-Armored Earth Dragon's War Stomp.

Well, damn! You didn't look like a Priest no matter how anyone looked at you, but all the skills you used certainly belonged to one.

Still, taking out that one Assassin was far from enough. He still had four opponents to deal with, not to mention Gui Wu's fifth-level mount, the Red-Armored Earth Dragon.

"Aah!"

Sima Xian suddenly roared, and an even fiercer aura erupted from his body.

With a loud pop, his tight-fitting Priest's robe burst apart, revealing his powerful, bronze-colored muscles.

Strangely, his muscles now shone with a distinct red glow, and blood-red heat steamed off them.

On the hillside, Chen Chen, who stood behind Yue Shen, stared wide-eyed at the sight.

"Holy shit, Berserk!" As a Berserker, Chen Chen naturally recognized the skill Sima Xian was using at a glance. With a very peculiar expression, he said, "He's using the Berserk skill of our Warrior Temple's Berserker branch."

Berserk. Although the skill imposed no tier restriction on its user, very few Berserkers in the entire Warrior Temple knew how to use it.

That was because learning Berserk demanded an exceptionally strong body, and its side effects were severe as well.

For instance, the bloody vapor currently rising from Sima Xian's skin came from his burning blood essence. Moreover, once Berserk ended, its user would be left weakened for a long time.

On top of that, Berserk was a secret technique of the Warrior Temple. Without enough merit, learning it was impossible.

Which brought them back to the question: how on earth could a Priest use Berserk?!

Stay calm. Stay calm.

Yue Shen took a deep breath. Everything happening before his eyes was clearly within his expectations, so why was he still so shocked?

Below the hillside, the Mage in fiery-red robes had finished casting. Two fireballs the size of millstones shot from his staff toward Sima Xian.

Gui Wu and the other two Warriors did not remain idle either, immediately surrounding Sima Xian.

At this critical moment, white light flashed. Long Haochen activated his Holy Guidance Spirit Furnace, redirecting both fireballs toward himself.

Long Haochen slashed repeatedly with his heavy sword, instantly cleaving both fireballs in half and scattering them into a shower of sparks.

Boom!

As the flames dispersed, Long Haochen landed beside Sima Xian, his entire body shining with golden light. With a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, he kept his gaze fixed on Gui Wu a short distance ahead.