Adventurer of Many Professions-Chapter 95: Berserker!

Raymond froze as a panel suddenly appeared in front of him:

"Learnable skill detected: Berserker [Warrior], learning cost: 3 skill points."

"What...?" he muttered, still trying to process what he was seeing.

At that moment, he had no idea that the mad baboon before him had just unlocked the powerful skill ’Rage’!

The baboon let out a thunderous roar, its massive mouth wide open, fangs bared in a menacing snarl. It raised its muscular arms and slammed them into the ground. Its yellow eyes began to glow a deep red, and its muscles swelled, almost as if they were being pumped up. The wounds across its body started to shrink, but Raymond knew these weren’t true healings. The baboon’s violent rage caused its muscles to tighten so much that the injuries appeared to close, but they would reopen once the rage wore off.

As Raymond stood stunned, the baboon’s body suddenly trembled. The red in its eyes began to fade, and steam started to rise from its body. The swollen muscles shrank, not in size, but they tightened further, becoming even more concentrated. To Raymond’s surprise, the wounds began to heal for real now, with no sign of returning.

"What’s happening here?" Raymond thought, confused. The changes he was witnessing were far beyond the usual effects of the ’Rage’ skill he had read about. This wasn’t just about rage anymore.

A new panel popped up:

"Awakening skill detected: Blood Rage [Warrior], learning requirements: Kill a monster that has mastered ’Blood Rage’; Master the skill ’Rage’; Kill more than 100 monsters."

"Learning cost: 8 skill points."

"Learning will automatically awaken the profession: Berserker."

Raymond’s eyes widened in realization.

Blood Rage! Berserker!

These were words he recognized from the Temple Library, where he’d read about the possible class promotions for Warriors. If he learned Blood Rage, he would automatically unlock the Berserker profession, the ultimate form of a Warrior!

"So, to become a Berserker, a Warrior must first learn Blood Rage?" Raymond thought. He recalled the brief mention of the Berserker in the Temple Library’s profession book. It was described as the true fighter’s class, and only Warriors who mastered Berserker were considered ’real’ Warriors.

The crazy baboon before him had just gone through the transformation Raymond had read about. The red hue in its eyes had intensified, and its once bulky muscles now looked leaner, more powerful. It had truly become a force to be reckoned with, its wounds fully healed and its body now radiating strength.

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Raymond now understood: the transformation was a result of the ’Blood Rage’ skill. He realized that to learn this skill, it wasn’t just about killing monsters, it was about understanding the balance between ’Rage’ and ’Blood Rage.’ And perhaps this was the key for others who sought to unlock this powerful path, too.

Raymond realized that mastering the skill of ’Rage’ was a prerequisite for unlocking ’Blood Rage’. But the real shock came when he understood that once ’Blood Rage’ was comprehended, a warrior would awaken into the powerful ’Berserker’ class!

He stared at the baboon, now glowing with an intense scarlet light. It had truly transformed into a ’Berserker’ in his eyes.

However, despite knowing that learning ’Blood Rage’ required him to defeat a monster that had already mastered it, Raymond couldn’t gauge the full extent of the baboon’s newfound power. He was unsure just how much stronger it had become, so he decided to stay cautious.

"Hoo~"

The baboon let out a series of guttural roars, its neck twisting with a sickening crack as bones popped. With its blood-red eyes now locked on Raymond, the baboon lunged forward with a deafening roar.

In a flash, it closed the distance between them, using all four limbs to propel itself toward Raymond, claws aimed directly at his eyes.

Instinct kicked in. Raymond’s trained fighter’s reflexes warned him just in time, and he dodged, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Despite the baboon’s increased speed, Raymond noticed it was still slightly slower than him, which brought him a sense of relief.

But then, the baboon came at him with a powerful punch aimed at his face.

Raymond decided not to back away this time. He gathered his strength and threw a punch of his own.

Bang!

The two fists collided with a resounding thud. Raymond felt the impact reverberate through his arm. The strength of the baboon had clearly increased, it was enough to push him back a few steps, though he quickly regained his footing.

To his surprise, the baboon wasn’t as lucky. It stumbled back several paces, grinning and shaking out its hands.

The fistfight had injured it!

Relief flooded Raymond for a moment. Even though the baboon had unlocked the power of ’Blood Rage’, it was still slower and weaker than him.

But then, unease crept in. Something didn’t feel right. The improvements brought on by ’Blood Rage’ shouldn’t have been so small. Its effects seemed less potent than ’Rage’ itself!

This felt... wrong. The situation was too abnormal. Raymond couldn’t shake the feeling that something deeper was at play.

But even with his doubts, Raymond decided to act swiftly. He would exploit the baboon’s weaknesses and finish it.

With a burst of speed, he charged forward, crossing the distance in mere seconds.

A whistling sound filled the air as Raymond’s right fist, now coated in blue frost, became nothing more than a blur.

The baboon’s pupils widened in shock as it tried to react, twisting its body to dodge. But it wasn’t fast enough. It only managed to avoid a lethal blow by turning slightly.

Boom!

Raymond’s iron fist collided with the baboon’s sternum, a deep roar ringing out from the impact.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The force of the punch crushed the baboon’s sternum, sending bones flying in all directions. The creature was sent hurtling backward before crashing heavily to the ground, the fight finally over.

The crazy baboon lay on the ground, blood and internal organs spilling from its mouth in a horrifying mess. Raymond’s punch had shattered its sternum, driving jagged bones deep into its organs and causing severe internal bleeding. Without a healer, it was almost certain to die from the damage.

But for some reason, the unease in Raymond’s gut grew stronger with each passing second.

’Kill it quickly!’

Just as Raymond moved to finish the job, a strange sound broke the silence.

Hiss!

To his shock, the sound was coming from the baboon itself!

Steam billowed from its shattered chest, much like when it had first tapped into the ’Blood Rage.’ And, to Raymond’s horror, its chest began to repair itself, little by little.

"What...?" Raymond’s heart raced as he watched.

With a defiant roar, the baboon struggled to its feet, steam still pouring from its chest. It didn’t seem to care about its fatal wound. Instead, it locked eyes with Raymond and roared again, its eyes now glowing an even deeper shade of red.

Before Raymond could react, the baboon was upon him, charging with lightning speed.

’What?!’

Raymond’s combat instincts barely had time to register the attack. The baboon was too fast, and before he could fully react, it had already launched a punch, aiming to return the favor for the one he had landed earlier.

Bang!

Raymond’s punch collided with the baboon’s in a deafening crash. This time, though, the force of the blow pushed Raymond several steps back. His arm went numb from the impact, but he quickly regained his footing using his training.

As he stood there, breathless, he saw the baboon had not budged an inch. It was still standing firm, its strength clearly greater than before.

Raymond’s mind raced. ’The baboon is stronger!’

But something wasn’t adding up. The heat from the baboon’s chest had stopped, and its injuries, though severe, weren’t fully healed. There was still a large, gaping wound from the broken bones.

This baboon was still badly injured, yet it was somehow moving faster and stronger than before!

Raymond realized the heat had helped the baboon heal its most critical wounds, but it wasn’t fully healed. It was still badly hurt, but now it was far more dangerous.

And worse; Raymond’s magic had already been drained by his previous attack, the ’Bone Crusher.’

He was facing a serious dilemma. The baboon, though clearly wounded, seemed to be in top form, and Raymond’s resources were running low. Things were getting tougher by the second.

Before Raymond could come up with a plan, the baboon lunged again.

With no time to think, Raymond relied on his reflexes, dodging and weaving as the baboon attacked again and again. But eventually, he ran out of room to avoid the strikes and was forced to fight back, knowing he couldn’t keep dodging forever.