Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Chapter 2476 - 1091: Berserk Divine War (Part 3)

This was not an ordinary flame, but a soul flame, burning not only his body but also his soul.In the raging blaze, the Berserk Blue Bear couldn’t maintain the stability of his body, quickly transforming into a cluster of blue divine light.

But he soon tasted the benefits within, threads of berserk divine power mingled with the flames, automatically gathering into him during the burning process.

No need to ask, it must have sprouted during the refinement of those Jackalwere souls, the largest share being from the divine nature incarnation of the Jackalwere King imprisoned inside Skeleton Flame Mountain.

The Berserk Blue Bear typically experiences pain and joy simultaneously.

"Great Father of War, please descend upon the Bottomless Abyss once more. Yenogu’s cowardly behavior has desecrated the berserk priesthood. He is unfit to rule; please seize and guard this honor..."

As the prayer proceeded, an immense force surged skyward using the Berserk Blue Bear as a medium, tearing through the layers of the plane barrier, linking to another world—a world brimming with endless wildness and hormones.

In sight was a massive army stretching beyond the horizon.

Muscle!

All robust muscles!

Seeing this army, one is immediately drawn to the sheer muscle. Though they aren’t exceedingly tall, they exude a robust presence, especially with arms nearly as thick as their legs, making them resemble towering Dwarves.

Their attire closely resembled that of the Father of Combat, wearing a bull-horn helmet, a combat harness around their upper body, a short war skirt below, clad in heavy steel combat boots, wielding either a two-handed battle axe or a two-handed greatsword, their eyes filled with intense fighting spirit.

They are the Uthgar Barbarians, the race sheltered by Uthgar.

However, a closer look reveals distinctions among them. Their body paint displays various colors and styles, totaling twelve in number, representing twelve tribes.

"Haha... I have waited a long time for this moment... I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me..." Father of Combat, Uthgar, laughed heartily, stepping forward.

"Uthgar... Uthgar... Uthgar..."

The massive Uthgar Barbarian army followed closely, shouting excitedly.

Their formation pattern was very similar to the Jackalwere, with groups of varying numbers of Uthgar Barbarians gathering to form small battle squads, eventually assembling into a massive army.

That’s just how it is.

Their berserk ability determined that this tactic was the most suitable for them.

Even if the Goddess of Strategy personally intervened, it wouldn’t significantly change them unless they refrained from using their berserk ability.

But without utilizing the berserk ability, they wouldn’t even compare to ordinary warriors.

Gaven didn’t waste words with the Father of Combat, directly revealing his overall strategic tactics: "I have weakened the King of the Jackalweres to the extreme. What you need to do is challenge him, using berserk priesthood to force his troops out of the fortress. Whether he comes out or not, we’ve already won this battle."

"Good! Good! Good!" Father of Combat repeatedly praised, "This is the first time I’ve encountered a war where we’re undefeated before it even starts. The Father God values the Lady Strategy for a reason! If you keep progressing at this rate, the future War God Faction will have a place for you."

No one dislikes someone who frantically showers them with gifts, including the True Gods.

If one dislikes it, it means the gift wasn’t valuable enough or wasn’t appropriately given.

"To avoid unnecessary delays, let’s begin!" Gaven urged.

"Good!" Father of Combat responded readily.

Then he started striding towards Yenogu’s Siege, loudly declaring while walking: "Yenogu, I challenge you in the name of Combat Guardian. Let’s see who is truly qualified to wield the berserk priesthood!"

"Despicable! Shameless! Bastard!" The Jackalwere King’s divine nature incarnation in Yenogu’s Siege raged, cursing.

The enemy’s various tactics were completely unexpected.

Instead of launching a swarm attack, they invited others to contend for the berserk priesthood.

If he held any other priesthood, he could avoid fighting. But he possessed berserk, and avoiding battle is a cowardly act, a dereliction, especially when facing a challenger, in front of countless petitioners.

Previously, they stubbornly defended without venturing out, especially after forcing down the Shadow Flying Device, still holding firm, they already sensed doubt from those Jackalwere petitioners, the berserk priesthood subtly shaken.

The consequences of this were no less than previously having his right arm taken away by the Father of Combat.

"Don’t you want to avenge your severed arm? Don’t you want to reclaim your own divine artifact? Or are you already incapable of it? From now on, you’re not fit to be called the bloodthirsty beast, but only the cowardly beast!"

Father of Combat knew exactly how to provoke his enemy. Series of taunts and insults, even ordinary people couldn’t stand it, let alone the Jackalwere known for their berserk nature.

Many howled and directly jumped down from Yenogu’s Siege, bouncing and rushing towards the Father of Combat.

"For Uthgar!"

Those Jackalwere didn’t even get a chance to approach Father of Combat; one after another, Uthgar Barbarians leaped out, exhibiting Blue Bear traits, Black Lion traits, Golden Eagle traits... some even transformed into them.

Uthgar Barbarians not only believe deeply in these beast ancestral spirits but also integrate their powers into themselves, mimicking them and becoming them.

This trait causes their combat styles to vary greatly; whether it’s berserk offensive, agile, or cunning type, one wrong move and they’d be knocked to the ground. In the face of these berserk Barbarians, the Jackalwere had no second chance.