Chapter 1017: Temple

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

The wind around Barbarian Ruin intensified and a hurricane formed within the 40 holy knights. All their attacks were defused.

He faced 40 holy knights by himself, but he also knew that he could carry his attacks into the hurricane (damaged) for a short time.

The downside of the hurricane (damaged) was that it could only be used when there were many enemies without the ability to break your defense.

Since those knights were drained and the Battlecry weakened their defense and offense, it was perfect for the Hurricane (damaged).

Barbarian Ruin yelled. He could no longer control where the hurricane was going, so he jumped out and threw the hurricane forward.

He felt his body getting numb, but all the knights were still standing.

The out-of-control hurricane then blew a few holy knights towards the sky. They landed on the ground defenseless. With the other Barbarians waiting for them, their only fate was death.

The 2 stunned Barbarians quickly stepped up and carried Barbarian Ruin away from the battlefield.

They knew very well how valuable that skill was to Barbarian, so they couldn’t let anything happen to Barbarian Ruin.

The still standing Holy knights turned their gaze towards Barbarian Ruin. They also knew what the Barbarians were thinking.

However, just when they wanted to go for a kill, more professional Barbarians charged towards them.

“I’ve finally grasped the real hurricane (damaged)!” Barbarian Ruin was laughing stupidly as he mumbled to himself.

Seeing that stupid smile, the 2 Barbarians carrying him almost wanted to throw him on the ground if his skills weren’t so powerful.

Those 40 knights were just a side dish of the battle; the main dish was still Mad knight Mead.

The energy of god from the crystal shield off the hundred knight formation from all obstacles as they kept charging forward.

The Battlecry city’s war machines were on full attack. Although they looked brutal, they still gathered many powerful works from the dwarfs after countless years.

The arrows kept going, and the Barbarians kept going mad as they charged towards the knight formation.

If it wasn’t for the energy of god, perhaps the only ones left standing would be the 10 mad knights by the time they made it through.

“The temple is near. I can feel the energy of the devil!” Mad knight Mead’s eyes flashed with excitement as he yelled.

In front of them was a giant structure with an open garden. It was the area of the nobles.

Mad knight Mead felt his heart lift. As long as they made it in the noble area, the rate of attacks would drastically decrease since Barbarians were less concentrated and nobles were less willing to die than those born from the common world.

Of course, this was only a generalization. There were still noble professional Barbarians charging out and self-destructing in the name of glory. It was just that their attacks could no longer do much to Mad knight Mead.

Soon, Mad knight mead saw a temple covered in delicate engravings.

It was the temple for the god of war, which was odd compared to the minimal and brutal style of the Barbarians. The walls of the temple were built with blocks made out of white pebbles of all sizes. White pebbles were not the product of the Battlecry plateau, so they had to be sent from afar. Considering the size of the temple, the work must have been back-breaking.

Also, Barbarians were not known for engravings. Cutting all the pebbles in the blocks and engraving the legends of the god of war on it could only be done by the most loyal followers.

Mad knight Mead couldn’t help but show a bit of respect. They were invading a temple, which was basically picking a fight with a god.

All a warrior of God wanted was to have glory and fight for their god.

Headmaster Bree stood inside the temple with his hand on the totem pole. He roared, “Unleash the energy of god!” And strange energy shot out from the totem pole.

He knew what was happening outside, and he knew it was not the time to hold back.

The totem pole’s energy was slowly derived from the prayers of Barbarians. Every couple of years, they would have enough for a spillover. This process was known as the holy light shining, and it could turn all the young gifted Barbarians into professional Barbarians.

What Head Master Bree was doing immediately drained all the energy from the totem pole, which meant they could no longer have a holy light shining this year.

But he had no choice. If he couldn’t protect the temple, there would be no more holy light for the future.

The Barbarians had the totem pole for thousands of years, and their research allowed them to understand how to use its energy.

But of course, their understanding was only on the surface level, unlike Mad Knight Mead’s crystal which could be used according to his will.

The energy from the totem pole slammed towards the knights’ energy of god. As the 2 energy of god collided, both of them vanished.

The defense of the temple was not strong with only 8 mad Barbarian warriors and 30 elite Barbarians. It was far not enough to go against the 10 mad knights and hundreds of elite holy knights.

However, a temple was not called a temple for no reason.

If you wanted to break into one, you had to drain all its energy.

Headmaster Bree roared, and a golden shockwave blasted out from the totem pole to all directions.

It disregarded the walls and continued outward.

Mad knight Mead knew he could not block the golden shockwave, so he could only rely on his golden energy shield.

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Chaotic sparkles filled the area as golden energy from both sides quickly drained from each other.

The golden shield around the knight formation could no longer sustain a golden shockwave after so many vicious attacks. In a few shakes, it vanished into thin air.

Just when Mad knight Mead and his knights nervously held up their shields to counteract the golden shockwave, the shockwave somehow passed straight through them without any damage. How was that possible?

Headmaster Bree sighed. Since they could not communicate with the god of war and their understanding was too one-dimensional, they could only use the totem pole energy to counteract one element at a time.

Therefore, the golden shockwave was no longer effective to the knights as it was already focused on the other golden energy.

“Mad warriors, I’m depending on you!” Headmaster Bree sat down next to the totem pole with a weary look as he lowered his voice towards the 8 mad Barbarian warriors.

Headmasters Bree was not a professional Barbarian. He was just an ambassador of God, a servant of God.

Since the god of war disappeared, he could only serve the totem pole without the ability to do any holy tasks.

If the god of war was still around, the knights would definitely not be willing to invade. As soon as the god of war showed its grace, those knights would be wiped out at an instant.

“Headmaster Bree, don’t worry. We won’t let the temple down!” A mad Barbarian warrior bowed.

The 8 of them were willing to die for the temple. They were not the only mad Barbarian warriors. There were still some serving for the front line and the wizard union.

Normally with 8 mad Barbarian warriors and countless professionals, the battlecry city should be very safe.

No one expected the Holy Kingdom to send out such power with 10 mad knights for the totem pole.

“Mad warrior Church. I need you all to stay alive. The Barbarians can’t live without you!” headmaster Bree lowered his voice.

As the headmaster, he understood the status of Barbarians in the Central Continent more than any Barbarian. Also, the temple had always been suspicious if the disappearance of the god of war was due to the Wizard Union.

It was just that the wizard union was so powerful. Even the gods would not intervene, let alone the Barbarians in their current state.

The Barbarians needed to maintain their top-level forces for the Wizard union to see them as valuable. Once the Wizard Union stopped caring for the Barbarians, they would be swallowed up by other forces.

Warrior Church kept quiet and stepped out into the open with 2 giant battle axes in his hand. The totem pole was right beside him, representing the spirit of Barbarians.

“I wonder how long these mana gems can last?’ Headmaster Bree looked at the thousands of gems in the energy box. Most of them were intermediate gems with only a few top-level gems.

It was all the temple had gathered after countless years. There were not many gems in the Battlecry city, so all of them were rewards for Barbarians going on adventures.

They were used for exchanging food and resources. After years of food shortage, the temple didn’t have many gems left to sustain its defense of the city against the knights.

“Send out an order command to all professionals and get them to protect the temple. We will bury those knights alive without numbers!” Warrior Church commanded after he left headmaster Bree.

Since Mad knight Mead had locked up every teleportation circle in the area with the crystal’s energy of god, their system of command was disrupted.

This was why most Barbarians were focused on the knights and did not know that the mad knights had arrived at the temple.

Therefore, only the small number of Barbarians who saw where the mad knights were going knew about it.

Warrior Church and the other 7 mad Barbarian warriors knew they could only hold down the knights for some time. Once they were killed, the temple would be over.

They needed the help of every Barbarian in the city. An order command could not be rejected. Any Barbarian who saw it would need to do so accordingly.

5 mad Barbarian warriors nodded and formed a 5-star formation. They unleashed their energy at once and roared.

It was not a spell roar, and it did not cause any damage, but their voices spread throughout the city.

All the Barbarians without a target immediately turned towards the temple. They knew it was an order, a command to help the temple.

They desperately charged forward. All of them turned mad in an instant. The holy temple was under threat. They had to give everything they got.