Tyrant 153 Fadall's Chosen

The Warring Tribe pa.s.sed through the portal and arrived in an area to the west of the territory that was extremely close to the limits of the land designated as the Warsong Valley, the moment they came out they could see the giant dome of mana behind the portal.

The sword in the Barbarian King's hands was called the Sword of the Conqueror and it was the weapon of the G.o.d of War Avatar Set.

The Sword of the Conqueror was a 2h Sword that had a very peculiar condition for its owner, The owner of the Sword had to take every single challenge that came his way from any fighter up to five Levels above him. The Sword only served the victorious so every duel was not only a fight to the death but it was also a fight to become the master of the sword which also meant becoming the owner of the the other pieces of the Avatar set.

The owner of the Sword of the Conqueror was Fadall's Chosen and only the chosen was worthy of the G.o.d of War set.

The Sword of the Conqueror was the legacy of the oldest Ogre tribe in the Realm, they were a race created by Fadall himself and love conflict and War. Even after the Shattering, the sword was brought back to the tribe where it was given to winner of their king tournament. The king of the Ogre tribe was the strongest and anybody that wanted to replace him had to defeat in a one on one match so they could be recognized by the sword.

As the owner of the Sword of the Conqueror, the king had the duty to conquer other tribes and expand their dominion and that meant looking for other groups to go to War. For 5,000 years the Ogre tribe was the Hegemon of a vast area until one day, a young king decided to expand his territory even more and hit a stone wall.

Vulcan, the Barbarian King was a freak of nature, the moment he was born was the moment he had his awaken ceremony and Fadall accepted him as his follower. Strength, and stamina was amplified with each pa.s.sing year increasing his combat power to levels never before seeing in any Barbarian Tribes.

Since he was 3 years old, he was already fighting other children and by the age of five he was already hunting for first evolution creatures. At the age of 15 he was already undefeated in the village and by the age of 20 he was crown king. Fadall had given him extraordinary tasks during each and everyone of his evolutions and every single time he ask for only 2 things a stronger body and a boost to his strength by as much as his body could take. This meant that during his first evolution his strength was increased by 3 fold equaling the strength of a warrior at Level 18, during his second evolution it was increased by 6 fold rivaling the strength of a level 27 as a Level 20 and during his third evolution his strength was increased 9 fold rivaling the strength of a level 35.

As a warring Barbarian tribe, they always seeked war and when the Ogre's came knocking at their door, they didn't hesitate to defend their lands and it was then that Vulcan defeated the Ogre king in a dual of leaders and claimed owners.h.i.+p over the Sword.

After holding the sword for the first time, Vulcan discovered a very peculiar skill which was its ability to point in the direction of another potential owner and the next challenge. Challengers were not without rewards as a victory meant the usurpation of 10% of the defeated person's strength.

The moment the tribe moved through the portal the Sword went crazy, it felt the present of many strong individuals worthy of a challenge and this made Vulcan Happy. Vulcan was level 39 and his Fourth Evolution task on difficult mode was to defeat all the challengers in warsong Valley until there was none left, however, he would pa.s.s if he defeated just 10 but he wouldn't be happy with just that.

To the undefeated Barbarian king, it didn't matter in which direction he went so he chose to head north from his location where a town of Asuras stood and for better or worst it was a strong one. The Town of Galway was the town of demons and the stronghold of the Temple of the Dreadnought where the Havoc, Demonic, and Abyssal chambers stayed.

The Barbarian King's tribe moved in cells of 5 people and spread out covering an area of a mile from their leader who walk in the middle with leasure. It was kind of an organized chaos that cut down anything in their path without any finesse, they were brutal when it came to attacking but unlike other tribes they never killed children and the elderly, their biggest fear was not to be killed by a child in revenge but to one day lack enemies to go to war with so they always left seeds that could raised back up and come looking for a fight.

The closer to the town they got, the stronger the creatures they started to encounter and soon they had to group up with their king as some of the groups fell into traps and died in Chaos Fire.

It was the Abyssal Chamber special, they loved creating Chaos Marks that acted like land mines with different effects which created and advantage for the Havoc Chamber members to follow through with the kill.

The Temple of the Dreadnought warriors were extremely organized and unlike the Barbarian King's tribe that were used to a frontal confrontation, they employed underhanded tactics to win without any problems to their pride.

The moment some of the groups died and the tribe went from 200 to 150, they quickly converged towards their king that moved forward to be their Vanguard. It wasn't that they were afraid of dead but to die to traps was disgraceful and in front of their king everything was useless.

Vulcan walked slowly and Chaos fire rose in columns 6 feet in diameter but as a berserker all the fire did was feed his Rage.

"ARE THERE ANY REAL WARRIORS AMONG YOU OR IS IT HIDING LIKE RATS THE ONLY THING YOU ARE GOOD AT?"

The Barbarian King grab his sword and swung it Horizontally while activating Pulverizing Wave very nonchalantly.

BOOM!!!

The Waves of Energy reduced anything in his path to powder and changed the terrain to better suit his tribe's fighting style.

The fight changed too drastically and the acting leader of the Temple who was a fourth tier and the brother of Rahz's opponent during the exhibition match was force to send his best fighters to the front. The formation they adopted was very simple, the demonic chamber with transformations specialized in close combat took the vanguard while the Havoc Chamber was spread among them and the abyssal chamber elites were at the back.

"I guess the mighty demons from the abyss have some fighting spirit after all … Come let's enjoy this battle!!"

RAWR

The Demonic Transformations went off and ma.s.sive beings appeared in front of King that smile and took a machete out from the back of his waist and ran forward.

The fight was on, 150 Barbarians vs 500 Demons ran towards each other without fear and as the first fighters of the demonic chamber reached the front, a machete flew towards them at speeds that their eyes couldn't followed. The machete travelling at bullet speeds went through the body of the demon at the very front and struck the person behind him right on the chest.

The Barbarian King then jump high of the ground and thanks to his Herculean strength he was able to cover 50 ft falling on a poor demons head crus.h.i.+ng his skull. The Havoc Styles pract.i.tioners immediately used CHAOS RUSH followed by Blade Dance attacking 100 times in a second but it was futile as they could barely created some Paper Cuts on his skin.

It was the biggest and last mistake the fighters of the Havoc Chamber committed, it was common knowledge that a Berserker loved to get small damage that allowed them to use their most powerful skills a lot faster thanks to the way Rage worked. The more Damage they took the more Rage they had and the faster they could activate their bread and b.u.t.ter skill….

BLOODl.u.s.t!!

The Barbarian King strength and speed increased even more and he started to kill people with only one punch.

"Brother!! you need to stop their leader or we are going to lose…"

"I Know"