Loser System and Berserker Me C.104: It’s Headbutt, Not Anything Else

Wuuu!

Charlemagne hurriedly staggered backward to build distance between her and Shu Yichao, fearing that the latter would follow up with other attacks. Her head was ringing so much that it felt like a thousand people were arguing inside her.

She wiped her face and found blood. Shu Yichao’s fist had nearly bashed her face in.

“What’s with that fellow?!”

Charlemagne was certain that Shu Yichao was late to react to her assault.

Rather, it felt like he had positioned the red-tasseled spear in advance to seal off her attack before doing a slight twist to redirect her force elsewhere, causing her to stagger forward. Then, he swiftly released his spear and sunk his fist into her face…

And all of these were performed through sheer instincts.

Just how many life-and-death battles has this fellow fought?! How can someone who looks like he’s only fifteen possess such adept skills?

Is this trial… really a trial?

No, it can’t be!

Charlemagne was further shaken up.

After knocking Charlemagne back once, Shu Yichao grabbed his red-tasseled spear once more and slowly approached her like a hunter trying to take down a tiger alone.

He was not worried about Charlemagne’s stats being higher than his.

A boss, no matter how long their health bar was, would only be whittled down if one could outmaneuver them. This boss had clearly taken that into account, judging by the boss’ superior agility and the lack of a fixed attacking pattern.

This meant that this battle was highly demanding on the player’s reaction and experience. Furthermore, the boss’ life bar was short, which made it seem like a true showdown.

This is fantastic!

Shu Yichao didn’t rush to attack. He knew that he needed to control the tempo of the battle, so he chose to focus on defending and counter attacking for the time being.

“GAHHHH!”

Charlemagne refused to give up and launched another attack. Her sword reflected a cold light that brightened up the dim cathedral.

However, Shu Yichao leisurely dodged Charlemagne’s furious onslaught, not receiving the slightest damage at all.

“How can this be?!”

Charlemagne couldn’t believe her eyes. She could tell that her strength and speed were superior to Shu Yichao, and she was a veteran who often fought with the Holy Warriors to hone her skills.

Yet, it felt like she was punching into a bed of cotton fluff; her attacks fell short every time.

Somehow, Shu Yichao was able to unravel her attacks by exerting force from difficult angles, whether with a piercing attack or a flick, and from time to time, he would launch a furious counterattack to wound her.

Her back, thighs, and arms were covered with wounds of different depths, and they ached whenever she moved.

I can’t continue like this!

Charlemagne leaped backward to create some distance between her and Shu Yichao. While gasping for air, she retrieved a golden bottle from her waist and gulped down its content.

“Woah—” Shu Yichao was bewildered. “Isn’t it too much for the boss to have a second form?”

It made sense in a fantasy mod, but it was an overkill in a historical mod.

Name: Charlemagne (Berserk)

Melee Damage: 230-250 (Armor break)

Charge Bonus: 95-105

Armor: 80

Defense: 30

Speed: 250-300

Grar!

Charlemagne’s head was splitting, but at the same time, her mind was inexplicably clear. Everything moving before her suddenly slowed down, allowing her to perceive with sharpness like never before.

She felt a massive rush of excitement, but amidst it was a tinge of bloodlust that induced a strong desire to whip out her sword and draw blood.

“Die!”

Shu Yichao couldn’t dodge her attack this time.

Bam!

He was smacked flying by Charlemagne’s scepter.

“HAHAHA!!!” Charlemagne laughed frenziedly as she watched Shu Yichao twirl across the ground. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you the Scourge of God? Is that all you’re capable of?”

Charlemagne charged forth once more.

“What the fuck! Her speed is ridiculous!”

Shu Yichao used his rolls to offset his momentum and hurriedly leaped to his feet. Without any hesitation, he thrust his red-tasseled spear forth.

But this time, the red-tasseled spear was no longer elusive to Charlemagne.

Pah!

The scepter smashed down on Shu Yichao’s spear.

Shu Yichao instinctively realized that the force pressing down on his spear was beyond his means to deal with and dropped it, causing it to slam into the ground with a loud clang. A cloud of dust was raised.

He quickly took this chance to charge forward while whipping out his metal cudgel.

“Don’t keep trying the same tricks! They won’t work on the Eternal Emperor!”

Had it been before, Charlemagne would have been smashed in the face, but now…

Bam!

Shu Yichao received a punch to the face and collapsed to the ground.

“Hahaha! Scourge of God, where’s your weapon?!” Charlemagne sneered. “How embarrassing it is for a warrior to lose his weapon! Can someone as incompetent as you even be called a warrior?”

“This is so exhilarating!” Shu Yichao, who was knocked to the ground, felt a rush of adrenaline.

This is what true combat is like!

Exhilarating!

Much thanks to the developers of this mod! You’re angels!

From the ground, Shu Yichao’s leg shot up to kick Charlemagne in her wrist, which sent her sword flying. Then, he leaped to his feet and smashed his metal cudgel into Charlemagne’s face.

However, the berserk Charlemagne’s reaction speed had reached a ridiculous level.

She lurched forward to grab Shu Yichao by her neck. His counterattack had only created a gap for her to launch the decisive blow.

“Scourge of God?” While grabbing Shu Yichao by his neck, Charlemagne began taking off his helmet and mask. “Look at how weak you are. You aren’t worthy of being a great conq… Ah…”

B-b-b-beautiful! How can he be so beautiful!!!

Charlemagne was taken aback.

It’s such a pity to kill him. Should I lock him up and raise him in my dungeon?

That beautiful face suddenly swiftly approached her as if he was about to kiss her.

Charlemagne’s heart was thrown into disarray.

W-w-w-what? Aren't things progressing too fast?!

Bam!

Shu Yichao’s head smashed into Charlemagne’s head, causing her already injured head to further ring. In her shaken state, she unwittingly released Shu Yichao and staggered two steps backward.

“Damn it! You brat, just you wait!”

There was nothing to wait for.

While Charlemagne was still holding him up by his neck, Shu Yichao tossed his metal cudgel toward the red-tasseled spear. When he was still in the air after headbutting Charlemagne, the red-tasseled spear was already jolted into his grasp.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he thrust his spear forth like a venomous snake toward Charlemagne’s thigh.

Bam!

Charlemagne fell to a half-kneel position.

Shu Yichao withdrew his spear and thrust it once more with incredible alacrity.

Pshing!

Charlemagne’s armor provided her with no defense against Shu Yichao’s terrifying strength. The red-tasseled spear pierced into her abdomen and emerged from her back.