27: Chapter 27 Upgraded Unit - Storm Warrior

"Woo-woo~"

The horn sound of the Kobolds was like the howling of a stray dog before death, making one's scalp tingle.

Loren suppressed the Bloodline Power in his body and immediately ordered the coachmen to form a semicircle with the twenty-plus carriages.

The Barbarians who were still changing classes were at the opening of the semicircle, while the human slaves brought from the Jasmine Chamber of Commerce huddled inside the semicircle.

This way, they only needed to guard the front, while sending a small number of people to watch the rear to protect them.

These slaves were all his private property, worth millions.

The long roars coming from the Kobolds made the crowd panic, especially the women who began to scream loudly, making the scene look quite chaotic.

"Shut up! Everyone be quiet!"

The cold voice made the crowd in chaos feel as if a pause button had been pressed, and they all looked at Loren with fearful eyes.

Loren had no mood to appease these guys and looked at Fiana, who was guarding closely by his side.

"There is a Bloodline Mage among those Kobolds. You should suppress your aura first, and once the opponent appears, capture him directly."

Loren was not worried about ordinary Kobolds; compared to Barbarians, the Kobolds, known for their cowardice, were pitifully weak.

Only the Spellcaster made him vigilant.

On the battlefield, mages were the first targets to be neutralized; one absolutely could not let the opponent output damage recklessly.

A Silver Rank Spellcaster could play a role at a critical moment that was even greater than a Platinum Expert.

Those guys who controlled elemental power could not be underestimated.

Fiana had suffered quite a loss from a Spellcaster while fighting Lizardmen before, so she was fully vigilant against these guys.

But her worry was not about this; she looked hesitantly at Loren, whose face was pale and whose body seemed as if it could be blown over by the wind.

"Your safety..."

"No matter, as long as you can catch that Bloodline Mage, this battle will be over."

Loren looked at the Barbarians who were about to wake up, full of confidence.

"Ding~ Barbarian Berserker class change successful."

"Ding~ Yas Frost reached Gold Rank level, gained further insight during the class change, and promoted to Barbarian Storm Warrior."

*Whoosh~*

The moment the system prompt sounded, all 120 Barbarians on the ground opened their eyes.

The momentum of these guys, strong as bulls, suddenly surged, like a violent tsunami rolling up ten thousand layers of waves.

Their eyes were like burning charcoal, containing terrifying heat and explosiveness.

Loren laughed out loud.

He looked at the Barbarian Chieftain Yas, who had the strongest aura.

Yas Frost

Level: Gold Primary

Bloodline: Barbarian Bloodline (Not Awakened)

Loyalty: 90

Class: Barbarian Storm Warrior (B Rank), Class Skill — Furious Berserk (B Rank): After Berserk, the angrier one becomes, the stronger the combat power and recovery ability.

Bond: Barbarian Strength, automatically activated when the number of Barbarians exceeds 100, strength increased by 10%, morale never wavers.

Evaluation: Born warrior, a Barbarian with great potential.

"Gold Rank can promote to Barbarian Storm Warrior? Does this mean that as long as Barbarians reach Gold Rank, they can automatically promote to the second-tier troop class?"

"The class skill obtained after promotion — Furious Berserk, the angrier you are, the stronger you become; the characteristics of this skill are remarkably similar to the Hulk from Earth."

Loren was extremely satisfied after checking the attributes of the Barbarian Chieftain Yas; this guy had gained an unimaginable improvement.

"Lord Loren, I feel like I've become very strong, very, very strong!!"

After the Barbarian Chieftain Yas stood up, his face with the hideous cross scar was full of excitement.

Then, in his excitement, he knelt on one knee before Loren again.

"Thank you for your gift, great master."

Strength is the capital for survival on the wasteland.

Loren bestowed upon him powerful strength; for Barbarians who value strength above all else, this favor was greater than heaven.

The other Barbarians who woke up also knelt and saluted with excitement.

"Thank you for your gift, Lord Loren!"

Loren looked out, and the loyalty of most of these Barbarians had risen above 80 points, with two even reaching 90 points like the Barbarian Chieftain Yas.

It was evident how exaggerated the impact of this class change was on the Barbarians.

Barbarian

Level: Bronze High

Bloodline: Mountain Barbarian Bloodline (Not Awakened)

Loyalty: 80

Class: Barbarian Berserker (C Rank), Class Skill — Berserk (C+ Rank): Activate the power within the body, significantly increasing strength and recovery, after Berserk fades, will fall into a one-day weakness period.

Bond: Barbarian Strength, activated when the number of Barbarians exceeds 100, strength increased by 10%, morale never wavers.

Evaluation: Born warrior, worships the strong.

The Berserk obtained by ordinary Barbarian Berserkers was not as powerful as the Furious Berserk of the Barbarian Storm Warrior, but this skill combined with the physique of the Barbarians could unleash strength that was absolutely domineering.

"Woo-woo~"

At this moment, the eerie horn sound that made one's scalp tingle, accompanied by the low growls of a group of beasts, came from the grass again.

Those Kobolds finally could not suppress their inner anxiety and greed and were ready to make a move.

Even though Loren was exhausted all over at this time, the fighting spirit in his chest was rising step by step.

Demons were never a peace-loving race.

Killing is eternal.

"Prepare to fight!"

A command full of murderous intent made the atmosphere on the scene change suddenly.

*Whoosh~*

This group of Barbarians, completely conquered by Loren, immediately picked up the short-handled giant axes in their hands, looked with burning eyes at the withering yellow grass shaking around the convoy, and revealed hideous murderous intent on their faces.

A group of Kobolds actually dared to challenge the great Barbarians!

They were truly courting death!

Accompanied by rustling sounds and the low roars of beasts, finally, after a few breaths, the grass was parted to the left and right.

"Kill!!"

A large group of roaring Kobolds surged out.

The upright-walking Kobolds were about 1.7 meters tall, with thick legs, a hyena head, wide-open mouths, and drool dripping from the corners of their mouths.

Their sharp teeth and claws were as sharp as razors, capable of even biting through a warrior's armor.

The dense number formed a tide, and the eyes filled with violence and greed were chilling.

The sharp-toothed and clawed Kobolds looked terrifying, but facing them was a group of even more powerful Barbarians!

The Barbarians, wearing armor and holding sharp axes, had an average height of 1.9 meters and were as sturdy as calves; standing still, the hundred-plus people were like a solid city wall.

Even a storm of ten thousand blades could not break through.

The Kobolds were high in spirit and had no fear when facing the powerful Barbarians; each of them grinned with mouths full of fangs, eyes vicious and greedy, charging towards the convoy.

The will of the gods was favoring them!

The great Chief Sim would lead them to kill these stupid humans!

Long live the Kobolds!!

Kobold

Level: Bronze Intermediate

Bloodline: Kobold Bloodline (Not Awakened)

Loyalty: -100 (They will tear you into pieces without hesitation!)

Bond: Strength in Numbers, when the number is more than twice the enemy's, morale is boosted.

Introduction: Common life on the Endless Wasteland, likes to bully the few with the many.

After checking the attributes of the Kobolds, Loren's expression was stunned.

No wonder the Kobolds, famous for their cowardice on the Endless Wasteland, were so ferocious; the "Strength in Numbers" bond was simply amazing...

In a dozen breaths, four or five hundred baring-toothed Kobolds surged out from the grass.

The number of enemies, several times that of his own side, was now emitting low, muffled roars, which couldn't help but make one's spine chill.

Loren's gaze swept quickly through the charging Kobolds, wanting to find that Bloodline Mage.

But unexpectedly, the scene looked clearly advantageous, but that Kobold Spellcaster did not appear.

Loren raised an eyebrow, murderous intent overflowing in his eyes.

"Everyone, listen to the order!

The 20 Barbarians behind the Barbarian Chieftain Yas guard the convoy, the rest immediately launch an attack!!

Barbarian Chieftain Yas, kill through them!!"

The strong tone made the Barbarians immediately excited.

Fighting is an instinct engraved in their bloodline.

Barbarians never retreat!!

The Barbarian Chieftain Yas roared and led the charge!

His sturdy body, like a bull, rushed fiercely towards the Kobolds dozens of meters ahead.

His fierce posture was like a mad bull.

The hundred-plus Barbarian Berserkers behind him followed their Barbarian Chieftain Yas and slaughtered their way out with roars.

*Bang~ Bang~ Bang~*

The charge of the Barbarian Berserkers made the earth tremble.

The first war for Loren in this world had begun.