"First the Six-Star Demon Annihilation Formation, and now Berserk Potions — the Scarlet Feather really doesn't hold back on costs." The moment Shi Feng saw the blood-red potions in the six players' hands, he knew exactly what they were.
Berserk Potions were something players couldn't brew at their current crafting level.
Moreover, the recipe for Berserk Potions wasn't obtainable by current players either — it could only drop from bosses in team dungeons, and even then the drop rate was dismal. According to statistics, it was roughly 2%, meaning you'd need to kill a thousand team dungeon bosses to possibly get two bottles. Without considerable strength, a guild couldn't even produce six Berserk Potions.
When a player drank a Berserk Potion, their physical potential would be temporarily unleashed, causing their Strength and Agility to skyrocket. Beyond that, the player's physical limits would be pushed past their normal ceiling, allowing them to accomplish things they normally couldn't. It was an incredibly overpowered potion.
"Black Flame, we admit you're strong, but the game ends here." A short assassin called Gray Rat Plays Knife chugged his Berserk Potion. His skin flushed red, his veins bulged across his body, and waves of searing heat radiated from him. His aura was completely different from before.
The moment Gray Rat Plays Knife finished speaking, his figure blurred. The ground beneath his feet cracked as he left an afterimage behind, and in the next instant he appeared behind Shi Feng. His gleaming dagger transformed into a streak of white light aimed straight at Shi Feng's spine — his speed was incomparably faster than before.
"Fast!" Shi Feng immediately spun around and met the attack with his Abyssal Blade.
Bang! Sparks flew in every direction.
Shi Feng was forced back half a step, while Gray Rat Plays Knife stumbled back a full step. In terms of raw Strength, Shi Feng still held the edge.
But this was enough to make Shi Feng take the situation seriously. After just a single exchange, he could already sense that the stats of the six after drinking their Berserk Potions weren't far behind his own. They had reached a level disturbingly close to his.
Facing Gray Rat Plays Knife and the others while unable to use any skills, his stat advantage was essentially nullified. Killing them one-on-one would be extremely difficult now, let alone facing all six at once.
But Gray Rat Plays Knife and his crew were even more stunned.
They knew exactly how powerful a Berserk Potion was after drinking one, yet their stats still fell short of Shi Feng's.
The terror of this man had completely exceeded their imagination. It was absolutely terrifying.
"What kind of equipment does this Black Flame have?" Gray Rat Plays Knife stared at Shi Feng, his expression grave beyond measure. He turned to the other five. "Let's attack together!"
The remaining five nodded in agreement. If Gray Rat Plays Knife tried to handle Shi Feng alone, the winner would likely still be Shi Feng.
When all six charged at him simultaneously, Shi Feng stopped holding back. He pulled a Basic Frost Grenade from his inventory and hurled it at them.
Skills were locked, but items in his inventory weren't restricted — though it paled in comparison to the absolute time manipulation of the Seven Stars Ring.
The Frost Grenade detonated, catching the six off guard. They were all frozen solid.
Realizing the danger of being controlled, the six immediately used Vanish to break free from the freeze. They were about to rush forward again when they saw Shi Feng pull something from his inventory — something all too familiar.
A Berserk Potion!
"How do you have that?!" Gray Rat Plays Knife's eyes went wide, horror flooding his gaze.
"Why should your Galaxy Alliance be the only ones who can get them? Our Zero Wing guild can't? I'm a guild leader, you know — at least have some limits on how much you underestimate us." Shi Feng held the blood-red Berserk Potion and gave a faint smile, then downed it in one gulp.
Instantly, Shi Feng's skin turned a deep crimson. A faint blue-green glow enveloped his body, followed by an intense blast of heat that the six could feel even from seven meters away. It was far more violent than what they had experienced after drinking their own potions, and the boost was clearly greater.
Berserk Potions scaled their effects based on the player's existing physical potential.
Since Shi Feng surpassed the six in every stat category, the potion's effects were amplified even further.
"Now then — shall we start round two?" Shi Feng clenched his fist. His entire body was brimming with power. Simply standing there, the ground beneath his feet cracked open. This strength far exceeded what the Hellforce mode could provide. He turned his gaze to the six panicked players.
They stared at Shi Feng, who now resembled a demon god, and involuntarily swallowed hard.
Shi Feng took a single step forward and vanished from their sight. Before they could even react, he was already standing in front of Gray Rat Plays Knife, and the silver-gray Abyssal Blade was already descending.
Gray Rat Plays Knife tried to block with his dagger, but then he realized something — his blocking speed couldn't possibly keep up with the speed of Shi Feng's sword strike. His survival skill was already spent. All he could do was watch as the Abyssal Blade cut into him. His HP, just over two thousand, dropped to zero instantly. A damage number of 2,641 popped up above his head — and it wasn't even a critical hit.
The other five were horrified.
That sword strike was simply too fast.
They had finally witnessed the truth behind the old saying: of all martial arts, speed is invincible, and raw power crushes all technique.
Before they had drunk their Berserk Potions, they could still hold their combined ground against Shi Feng's speed and strength. Now, after drinking their own potions, they were completely powerless to resist. If they had known this would happen, they would never have touched those potions in the first place.