Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 68 Fighting Berserkers Again

Carl, who was lying on the ventilation duct, felt as if ten thousand mud horses were galloping past.

(Hey guy, how did I forget this one.)
But looking at the berserker below, he didn't panic.

Carl is not what he used to be.

He knows very well that staying rational and calm is the most important thing in any situation.

After carefully analyzing the current situation, he finally decided to test himself.

As mentioned before, he still has some resistance to violent power and the like.

After all, there are uncertainties in these external forces, because these forces come from "the alms of the gods", not the strength of Karl himself.

Therefore, when the situation is still under control, Karl's first choice is not to pray for the gods.

Taking advantage of the gap between the berserker's stupefaction, he turned over and jumped down the ventilation duct with the dagger in his hand.

In this battle, he is not without chance of winning.

Compared with the group of Khorne believers who can drain Karl dry by exhausting their physical strength, a berserker without armor seems to be much easier to deal with.

The reason why the berserker I met in the slave shop was difficult to deal with was mainly because the opponent was wearing a suit of unyielding armor.

And looking at the almost naked berserker in front of him.

Karl said that he wanted to fight me, you are still a little tender.

If Karl can use long-range weapons, he can easily take away this naked berserker with only a few explosive bombs.

But this time, because he didn't want to make too much noise, Karl decided to challenge himself with the bloodletting dagger in his hand.

Anyway, with the power of rage at the base, he wasn't afraid of overturning himself.

Holding the bloodletting dagger tightly in his hand, he put the bag and bolt gun behind him aside.

Because he knows that flexibility will be his only advantage.

Seeing Karl's challenge, the Berserker waited until Karl put away the package with "Khorne etiquette" before making a move.

After all, the battle of Khorne pays attention to being upright.

Those sneaky victories are neither honorable nor "loyal".

After Karl assumed a fighting posture, the berserker rushed straight towards Karl.

Accompanied by a gust of wind, the berserker swept away with the spiked sticks in his hands.

But it's a pity that this kind of open and close moves can be said to be full of loopholes in Carl's eyes.

Just like the famous scene of dodging bullets in The Matrix, Karl easily dodged the berserker's first blow with a straight back.

But it was easy to say, when Karl saw those bloody rusty iron nails rubbing against his nose, a few drops of cold sweat still fell.

But that's all.

With the help of the berserker's blow, there was no gap to put the stick in.

Karl took advantage of his speed and used the strength of his back to roll directly obliquely.

With the strength of the side roll, Karl stabbed the berserker's right knee.

It seemed that this knife excited the berserker who hadn't tasted the smell of blood for a long time, and the berserker in the excited state instantly increased his speed again.

But in many cases, it is not cost-effective to fly bricks with great force.

Even if the berserker uses all his strength, if he misses a hit, he will be completely useless.

And Karl's tactics are very simple.

One knife at a time, absolutely not greedy.

As long as he deliberately walks to the edge of the berserker's attack range every time, and deliberately seduces the berserker to swing the first blow, Karl can take advantage of the opportunity to stab the berserker after dodging the first blow.

Gradually, there were more and more knife marks on the Berserker.

But to Karl's surprise, facing the thick muscle group of the berserker, the bloodletting dagger in his hand can only scratch a shallow layer, so these knife marks can't hit the berserker very effectively.

On the contrary, to some extent, it really angered the Berserker.

Watching the berserker swinging the spiked iron rod faster and faster, Karl finally felt a little tricky.

(No, I have to do better.)
This time, Carl began to review everything from the beginning of the battle in his mind.

Every club swung by the berserker was reproduced in Carl's mind.

Gradually Karl realized.

As long as he can see through the attack patterns of berserkers, he can really break through the berserkers.

Act as soon as you think about it, this time Karl started pulling deliberately.

The only purpose of this pulling is to let him enter the berserker's attack range at the same angle every time.

In this case, the berserker who attacks almost entirely by instinct will make similar attack movements every time.

And this means that Karl can also use the dagger in his hand to attack the same part of the Berserker every time.

The accumulation of a little makes a lot, and a drop of water wears away a stone.

And this time, Karl aimed at the Berserker's right knee.

It is better to break a leg than to hurt his limbs.

One cut, two cuts... When Karl cut No.20 three times, the quantitative change finally led to a qualitative change.

Karl finally severed all the tendons in the knee of the Berserker's right leg.

Looking at the berserker kneeling on one knee, Karl knew he had won.

Facing the berserker who lost his mobility, Karl started a siege in circles.

Due to the difficulty in turning around, the berserker holding the spiked stick, most of the time, had no time to attack, and Karl had already completed one blow and escaped.

And Karl's targeted attacks can further weaken the Berserker's attack speed.

Aggrieved - if the Berserker has a brain, this is probably what he is thinking at the moment.

But it's a pity that the berserker who has lost the ability to think will only follow the body's instincts to make meaningless swings again and again.

But at this time, Karl couldn't feel better.

Quick maneuvers and a lot of dodging actions consumed a lot of his physical strength.

This is not a unilateral crush by Karl, but a contest of wills between the two sides.

Fortunately, when it comes to willpower, Karl has been specially trained by the Four Gods.

"Roar!"

That was the last roar of the berserker.

With the final roar of the berserker, Karl also successfully inserted the bloodletting dagger into the berserker's throat.

Looking at the immobile berserker, Karl stepped aside.

At this moment, a large amount of blood was slowly flowing out of the bloodletting dagger stuck in the berserker's throat along the preset groove.

Rubbing his numb hands, Karl admired the tenacity of the berserker.

Throughout the battle, he chopped at least hundreds of knives.

Not to mention Karl's numb hands from the shock, Karl, who was panting heavily at the moment, felt that his lungs were about to explode.

With his hands on his hips and panting heavily, Carl seemed as if he had just finished a marathon.

The burqa that was originally covered with viscous liquid was almost washed by his sweat at this moment.

But despite being so tired, Karl, who knows the common sense of sports, didn't sit down immediately.

At this moment, Karl was slowly walking around the Berserker.

Feeling the gradual recovery of physical strength, Carl went to the backpack and poured a whole bottle of water.

"MD must wear a full set of power armor next time."

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(End of this chapter)