Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 25 Reflection

Heart of Savagery, the most different feature of this profession from other barbarians when initiating berserk is that the entire process of initiating berserk can be completed silently and instantly.

There is no need to make additional actions, as long as the totem is still on the body, the wild spirit can complete the possession instantly.

If the chain demon hadn't just caught Nohir's violent break and prevented him from activating the bear totem immediately, he wouldn't have even been injured at all.

The situation at that time was really very dangerous. The cunning devil chose a time to attack that no one would have thought of. Even Nohill did not expect how this guy could bear it.

The iron hook was completely hooked into the flesh and blood of the wings, and the strength of the chain was also astonishing. When the chain bound his whole body, Nohir thought he was going to die.

But the devil pulled the hook out of the flesh and hung it in front of his eyes to threaten him.

From that moment on, Nohill knew that this idiot had a big problem.

He even wanted to recruit himself. Nohir saw this idea, so he deliberately brought up any possible topic about hell to delay, just to allow the blood in his body time to flow quickly to relieve his body's fatigue.

But what I didn't expect was that this guy actually had such a deep hatred for Raphael.

While he kept chattering, Nohir had already completed a relatively short recovery. Even if he started going berserk immediately, he would not fall into an overly exhausted period of weakness.

At this time, Nohir was already certain of killing him head-on, but starting a fight at this time might cause unnecessary casualties, so he was still waiting until the idiot pulled him into the attack range.

This seems to be a common intimidation tactic used by the devil, to break down the opponent's psychological defense through face-to-face fearful stares. This method may have worked well in the past, but now it has become the root cause of his defeat.

The bear totem instantly possessed him, and the high power increase and powerful defensive aura made him dare to smash his face with his head!
  Although I don't know why he was stunned, but even if he was not distracted, with the strong defensive ability of the bear totem, the battle was over the moment his hand grabbed his head.

Three bad habits cost him his life: arrogance, irritability and not wearing a helmet.

"Remember to wear a helmet, idiot."

Generally, chain demons are equipped with an iconic full-coverage helmet to protect their almost defenseless face, but this guy may be arrogant, or he may want to intimidate the enemy with his hideous ugly face. He wasn't actually wearing any protective gear.

"Pooh."

Nohir spit out a mouthful of blood. His injuries were not serious, but the second violent attack in a short period of time put his body into a very exhausted state. Even with his amazing physique, he needed at least two or three hours of rest. Only then can you relax.

He staggered back, leaned against the wall of the chariot, panted and sat down slowly. The other three seemed to realize what had happened.

"Tear is on top! You kill him! You win!"

"What a bastard, Heim! I thought we were dead!"

"Are you okay, brother? Are you seriously injured?"

The three of them were completely frightened during the ups and downs. They had experienced too many frights in the past few days. The city where they had lived since childhood suddenly disappeared. After several days of running away, they were violently chased, rescued, and then returned. Once again, they were in danger, and then they watched the person in front of them show off their power and once again save them from danger.

They were a little incoherent at first, but under the leadership of the calmest person, they immediately stepped forward to check Nohir's injury.

"Hardy! Is Mr. Nohill seriously injured?"

Hardy is a doctor, Rufus was an adventurer 20 years ago and now runs a tavern, and Farr is the chef of the tavern. The three people turned out to be good friends in the outer city and knew each other well.

Hardy immediately stepped forward to check. He originally carried some belongings with him when he left the city, but he had lost them all along the way when he escaped. He now does not have a single first aid tool on him, so he can only judge by his appearance. Sad.

"Wings, there are several big holes in the wings, but it shouldn't be fatal. There are no obvious injuries on the outside. It should be caused by the use of some supernatural abilities. Maybe it will recover after a natural rest."

Hardy was a well-known local doctor in the outer city of Eltoril. Many professionals had seen him, so he had seen similar symptoms.

"It feels more like, um, the end of the barbarian rampage?" "Barbarian? Him?"

"Well, I know, just by looking at his appearance, I would have thought he was a warlock, or a paladin, or he might even be a druid, but I really didn't think about... a barbarian."

"Ahem, I am a barbarian. I thought my fighting style just now should allow you to recognize my profession at a glance."

Nohir finally breathed a sigh of relief. There were several holes in his wings. He could not fly for the time being, otherwise he might aggravate his injuries. He cheered up and told them.

"That devil should be the last danger. The people they captured should be hidden under the deck of this tank. Your relatives should also be inside. But wait for me for a few minutes. There may be some others below. It’s dangerous, so be careful.”

Rufus: "Understood, sir."

Hardy: "Thank you so much, you saved us again!"

Farr: "We will definitely repay you when we return to Baldur's Gate!"

They said to Nohir gratefully, but at the same time, they also had uneasiness hidden in their hearts.

Their relatives were also imprisoned in the chariot, but despite the loud noise during the battle, there was no sound coming from the carriage. There were only bursts of miserable wailing in the pool at the rear.

Could it be that they had been killed by the devil who just came out!
  They could hardly control their trembling at the thought of this possibility, and no one wanted to go down first to see what was going on.

Nohill waved his hand. He really needed to take a good rest now. This raid exposed some of his shortcomings, and he had to think hard about how to make up for it.

"As the communication between me and the spirit gradually becomes harmonious, after my professional level reaches level 4, the Bear Totem will give me a self-recovery skill. But now I don't have any self-recovery ability. If I am injured, I have to force myself." You have to carry it, otherwise you have to spend money to have it treated by a priest."

"And if I am attacked, without a weapon in my hand, my combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

"There are also these devils. I don't know their characteristics. To me, everything about them is unknown. This is the most fatal in the next action."

These problems are very urgent and must be addressed.

"I still have three motivation points that I haven't used, and now it seems it's time to use them."

"Panel, I want to spend two incentive points to exchange for monster knowledge and specialty skills: [Proficient in Improvised Melee Weapons]."

Yes, in the past two days, Nohir discovered another function of incentive points. It can be exchanged for some knowledge that he did not have originally. Any knowledge is acceptable, but it only contains his own skills and some special independent skills. Knowledge is useful.

The skills and knowledge of other professions are useless to me.

Among them, monster knowledge is the most useful knowledge that Nohill has found so far.

[Ding, exchanged for: Monster Knowledge, please check it yourself when necessary. Exchanged for expertise: Mastery of Improvised Melee Weapons. This expertise will be gradually mastered in several battles from now on. ]
  Some fragments of inspiration suddenly flashed through his mind, and he knew that these were the knowledge of improvised melee weapons.

He suddenly seemed to understand how to maximize the use of surrounding environmental objects in an instant to inflict maximum damage to the opponent, but he had not experienced actual combat, so the memory was still just a memory.

Actually learning expertise in this way, well, this is pretty good, and monster knowledge seems to have directly become a skill similar to true knowledge. As long as you see the appearance of the corresponding creature, you can immediately think of it in your mind. Corresponding features and characteristics.

Okay, very useful.

Nohir looked at the panel again, trying to find something useful for the current situation, but suddenly found that he had another motivation point.

[Timely rescue]: You saved several broken families, and you did so in a timely manner.

"...not bad."

(End of this chapter)