Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic
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Loser System and Berserker Me Chapter 38: The Reenactment of a Classic

Pasha Callerga struggled to comprehend what had just happened. It felt like the Khitan Caesar had merely tossed a spear… then their formation was suddenly bunched together like a skewer of candied hawthorn?

This was ridiculous!

Is that even the feat of a human? A spear tossed by a human actually has the strength of a ballista?!

Shu Yichao soon proved that he was different from a ballista—his attacking speed was much faster than a ballista.

Shoosh!

Yet another black blur whizzed forth, followed by screams and splattering blood. Another column of soldiers collapsed.

The Morean spearmen couldn’t believe their eyes. They had positioned themselves close enough to the Khitan Caesar and his troops so that their arrows would have limited destructive prowess, but the latter was still able to exert the force of a ballista with his spear?

The person before them was clearly a monster!

The third, fourth, and fifth spear followed in close succession.

It sounded as if a furious storm had fallen upon them. After the deafening gale died down, a soldier wiped off the fresh blood splattered on his face with trembling hands. Where his eyes could see, he saw comrades who had died with their eyes open in indignation.

In just a few seconds, he was the only one left standing in his platoon.

“Gulp!”

The Morean soldier watched as the Khitan Caesar raised another spear.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!”

His bravery vanished without a trace. Unable to suppress his fear anymore, he let it all out in the form of an unrestrained scream.

He had served in the military for a decade now, but never had he seen anything as terrifying as this. This was not warfare; this was a massacre!

Overwhelmed by fear, he dropped his weapon and staggered backward.

This was the first domino tile to fall.

Following his example, his comrades also dropped their weapons, tossed aside their armor, and began fleeing frantically toward the entrance gate. The tight spearmen formation collapsed like that.

Honor? Glory?

None of those mattered to them in this instant. The only thought in their

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