Su Ming's long hair danced in the wind as he stood in midair. His face was pale, but the brilliant shine in his eyes made him into the most eye-catching existence in the world.
At that moment, it was as if Su Ming had turned into the beloved child of the entire world of Berserkers. All the land was trembling because of his will, was hateful because of his dislike, and was roaring because of his intent to kill.
This was a divine ability that stirred up the entire world of Berserkers, and it was the first time any of the tens of thousands of people in the land saw something like this in their lives. A cold chill rose in all of their hearts, and they suddenly had a feeling that they did not fit into this world.
