"Ahhh!!!"
The battle cry filled with anger seemed to contain some invisible energy, stirring faint ripples in the air.
From the tribal priest, the deep blue tattoos seemed alive, glimmered with light, squirming and twisting as they climbed up from the collar, covering half of the face.
With the mixed race of barbarian and dwarf, Iron Grid not only had the sturdy and powerful physique of a dwarf but also gained the ability of a barbarian to harness anger and invoke the heroic spirit totem.
Using the battle skill, his skin surface shimmered with a metallic sheen, making him seem as if forged from solid iron, with a shoulder bump flipping over a four-armed Fishman Elite Guard in front of him.
The heavy giant hammer in his hand came crashing down fiercely, causing the ground to quiver slightly from the sheer force.
Until the corpse beneath him was unrecognizable, with skull fragments and blue-white goo melded together, dead beyond resurrection.
