75 Spirit Possession

Life was much more peaceful when the world was covered by thousands of miles of ice and snow, but none of them idled away their time. Moxinke, Cessacioun, and Sunier had all started to practice their own skills. The Charm of Spirit Refreshment, released by Han Jin, provided them with an unparalleled safety net. Nothing could make them more excited than achieving progress within one day while the same advancement would usually cost them several days. Moreover, such a charm only cost Han Jin several dozen Yuan of energy, which he did not mind spending at all, for that his energy reserve had far exceeded the required amount, and was gradually growing.

It was quiet here, as few villagers came in or out. Occasionally, loud sounds would occur and resound through the whole village. The sound was from Moxinke, who had a habit of letting out a roar before releasing his strength of fighting.

Sylner, on the other hand, acted in a completely different way. God knew what Moxinke had told her, but her actions were beyond understanding. She often mustered her men, the members from her Brilliant Rose Mercenary Team, to do some strange things.

Since their escape last time, most of her teammates had quit, and only three had stayed with her. But she insisted on training them in battle formations, spear forms, and shield operation. It couldn't really be considered training, but more like a child's play. What's more, she insisted they call her 'General'. If they did as she said, she would light up with pleasure and curry favor with them, or even make fascinating eyes at them as a reward. Otherwise, she would get very angry and stop talking to them, no matter how hard they tried to please her again.

Certainly, she had her own petty tricks. As the old saying goes, sharing your happiness with others is much better than enjoying the happiness by yourself. She knew it as well, and offered to share this title with the others. She called them "General Moxinke", "General Cessacioun", and even Steelberg was granted the honor of "General".

Time unceasingly passed by, regardless if life was hard or easy. As several months went by, it was once again the season of melting ice. Nothing changed in the village they had been living in. But elsewhere, the meat mincer of war had been running during all those months and had taken countless lives already. Eventually, the troops of Black Raven City won the war and occupied the main tunnel. They had forced troops of Holy Crown City onto the ground.

But now, the situation of Black Raven City was not very optimistic. The tunnel connected directly to Holy Crown City, which meant, for Dismark, enemies could appear at any time from under his ass. He sat there, as if he were sitting on a volcanic vent. How could he sit there silently knowing that! Thus, he was sure to launch an all-out counterattack sooner or later.

At the same time, the diplomatic tone of Beitman also turned increasingly harsh. It intensely demanded Black Raven City to retract all troops from its territory and to hand over the rights to control the tunnel. It was a colossal joke, but unfortunately one that had to be taken seriously!

Compared with them, the lives of Han Jin and his friends passed by much more leisurely. This day, when the warm and bright sunlight was shining into the mountain woods whose white covers had faded, Sunier, Cessacioun, and the others were standing in a circle, whereas Han Jin and Moxinke stood in the center.

"Ready?" Han Jin asked lightly.

"Are you a man? If you are, why not allow me to use my sword?!" Moxinke yelled.

"I will, one day." Han Jin laughed. "Now, I am going to start..."

"Damn it!" Moxinke seemed a bit nervous. "Sunier, act quickly this time. If he can't control himself anymore, release that damn spell as soon as possible! Don't be as late as last time!"

"Shut up! How many times do you need to repeat yourself?" said Sunier helplessly.

"I'm repeating myself?" Moxinke was really enraged. He shouted with his hand pointing at his own face, on which there was an obvious strip of a bruise. It must have been left after being beaten by someone.

Just then, Han Jin's temperament suddenly changed. He was gentle and polite before, but just now, he suddenly turned wild and fierce. His pupils shrank into two dots, like two sharp needles. His fists were clenched tight, on which his blue veins visibly stood out, as if he was going to explode.

"Here he comes again!" Moxinke exclaimed. He released his protective strength of fighting without delay.

Michelle and Steelberg immediately retreated dozens of meters back. General Slyner ran the farthest. This was all because Han Jin had recently come up with a berserker spell that could put him into a wild state, during which he would totally lose control of himself. He was probably willing to fight gods in that state, let alone these ordinary human beings. They had learned that lesson rather quickly.

Even Sunier and Cessacioun also retreated more than ten meters away. Cessacioun released a Magic Shield for himself. The mad Han Jin was so brutal and aggressive that it made all of them nervous and afraid from depths of their hearts.

Moxinke picked up a wooden shield and held it in front of his chest. In the meanwhile, Han Jin was clenching his fists tighter and tighter with his cold and sharp eyesight fixed on Moxinke.

In reality, it was not a berserker spell at all, but the Art of Spirit Possession among the thirty-six special arts, which according to folk legend, could make the user's body invulnerable to attacks from both knife and gun, and enable them to mount a hill of blades and to swim in a sea of boiling oil. Anyone who practiced this art would be peerlessly valiant, and could resist thousands of armies on his own. But the truth was, this art was just a kind of self-hypnotism by the use of a Daoist charm. The mechanism behind it was quite simple, and Han Jin was acquainted with this art. However, he had never bothered to actually learn it, and was, at most, only half-familiar with its casting.

He now practiced this just for the purpose of acquiring one more skill of fighting, but somehow it had turned out to be different from his expectations. His body became more agile and tough, and while his strength greatly improved, his consciousness was also completely deprived. These effects seemed to completely match the kind of berserker spell Cessacioun had mentioned.

Moxinke nervously moved a step back. "Be careful!" Han Jin shouted before shooting ahead. His movement was so fast that the instant the word "Be" left his mouth, he rushed forward, and when the word "careful" was shouted out, he had rushed in front of Moxinke and had heavily kicked the wooden shield.

"Boom!" Moxinke was pushed backward several steps despite his stature and his released strength of fighting. The moment he stabilized himself, Han Jin had already shot out again like an arrow, and as soon as he landed on the tips of his toes after a somersault, his fists kept fiercely pounding on the wooden shield.

"Quick, he lost control again!" Cessacioun exclaimed.

Sunier heavily swung her arm and threw out the charm given to her by Han Jin beforehand. A white light flickered across the air, and Han Jin stiffened all of a sudden.

"I quit!" Moxinke threw the wooden shield away, crying, "What the hell was that? You promised you could manage it this time!"

"I..." Han Jin looked at his reddish fists and gave an embarrassed smile. "I still had control when I kicked the wooden shield, but then I suddenly lost my consciousness again."