Chapter 193: [Bonus chapter] A Worthy Rage (1/2)

Chapter 193: [Bonus chapter] A Worthy Rage 3

Bonus chapter for getting olden ticket and powerstone rank 20! ________________________________

Aldrich roared in exertion as he unloaded a barrage of attacks They were sloppier in execution than before Thrown out ether with as much uid motion, but did that even matter when Aldrich threw out attacks that were several tier and several times the speed?

Techniquepower achieved just the same, if not more At the end of the day, technique was an optimizer It made you use what you had eciency

But if what you had was not enough, you would always lose

That was a lesson that Aldrich knew deeply well in his ghts against stronger

Alters

It was Aldrich this ti force

Each of his attacks sounded like high ordnance bo o Bursts of ame accompanied all of his hits, and because of how quickly they were thrown out, it looked like Aldrich was just completely covered in a pillar of red re that roared up and down to the chaotic rhythm of his hits, like a snake char

The boo echoes of iain thundered through the Arena The wall shook with each hit as Aldrich drove

Volantis in deeper and deeper into it

Hit after hit after hit Aldrich kept going on and on Every single punch he threw out, more and more of his body , a, starting to melt out of their sockets

Each ti blood poured out of his ue spilled out of hisup before it even hit the ground

Aldrich's Materius still felt pain and nor it opti Agony]

Pain, however, was an old friend, and if it was just pain, he could handle it

But now, the pain had faded away, turning into soony]: it rendered aected units Berserk, but Aldrich had been condent he could control it

And yet, this was an intoxicating sensation that he felt hi hiain

The urge to destroy The urge to tear The urge to kill

This was not an urge his norrasping at the heels of his ression The world around hiht red

He did not knohat he was hitting any "Never hit ain Aldrich's ht he could feel a familiar, cool touch on his back That was father's voice His father's hand

He felt another hand on his back A softer one War warmth "When they're down, you help them up" His mother's voice