[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian":3,"chapter-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-141":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Surviving the Game as a Barbarian",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1327761,1764,"Chapter 141 Awakening (4)","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-141",141,"\u003Cp>Awakening (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awakening (4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hector Ludwig.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A respected high priest of the Leathlas Church, but a tragic old man who was kidnapped by the Dragonslayer in his later years and forcibly became a follower of the evil god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May the star that rises at twilight guide them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stops as he habitually makes the sign of the cross.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s because of the evil god’s voice echoing in his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hypocrite, do you still harbor futile hope?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knows without having to be told.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what excuses he makes, all of this is the result of his choices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If, that day…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…he hadn’t succumbed to evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had stood by his convictions and shouldered all the sacrifices like the heroes in legends…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…that man wouldn’t have reached this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless people wouldn’t have disappeared into despair, and the explorers he met today would have also finished their expedition without incident and returned to the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ludwig clenches his wrinkled fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a meaningless assumption and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he went back to that day, he would definitely make the same choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as if to prove it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…he’s still standing in front of the shimmering portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To follow the Dragonslayer’s single order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, to protect his precious grandson, whom he can’t even bear to look at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s guarding this place in case they try to escape here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While thinking inwardly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I hope they don’t come here.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…that’s his only hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a meager hope, a mere fragment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even this, the evil god is not satisfied with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Mature further.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His will, worn down by prolonged despair, has been chipped away, and now he’s even lost the will to solve problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a slave rejoicing that he was only whipped once today, he’s resigned to this miserable reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose the lesser evil and consoles himself that it was the best he could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deliberately ignores the fact that he has the means to end all of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as if it’s still not enough, the evil god speaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hypocrite, watch. This is the despair and pain caused by you.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single voice that echoes as if engraved in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a scene appears beyond his tightly closed eyelids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A barbarian and his companions are fighting against a great evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a situation where there’s no chance of winning, no matter who looks at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike himself, who submitted to fate…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, you’re not running away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughs mockingly as he looks at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I force the corners of my lips up, not wanting to lose the battle of nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geez, it’s not like he’s going to let us go if we run away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation is simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Survive using the mage until the Soul Exhaustion status effect ends.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were a kind game, a message like this would have appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The duration of Soul Exhaustion is about 20 minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have to endure until then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah, for reference, running away is impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because there’s nothing easier to bite than prey that shows its back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protect Dwarkey!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shout with all my might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tadat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he’s not going to give me any time, he kicks off the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure accelerates in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s holding Viper’s Fang, which he took from Misha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tsk, even if he was going to steal something, why that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I suppress my frustration and focus on his every move until the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I block the sword with my mace and make a judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My feet slide back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It means I’m being overpowered in terms of strength, which I was most confident in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword swings again, drawing a smooth curve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hurriedly retreat, but it’s not enough to keep up with his movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It means he also has the upper hand in agility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acidic blood splatters from the open wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, even [Iron Hide] doesn’t work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought there might be a chance since he doesn’t seem to be able to use the Akro longsword, but well, it’s a skill whose effectiveness increases with higher physical resistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I dismiss my complaints and swing my mace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It doesn’t even reach him, and I just get another wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I swing my mace again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To buy time for my companions by taking hits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s my role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dwarkey, when’s the magic coming?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s ready. But, you two are too close—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just shoot it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ice Spear I’ve been waiting for is finally shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, he quickly retreats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must have judged that it would be disadvantageous to get hit along with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How kind of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tadat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I also retreat quickly, getting out of the Ice Spear’s radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, without even taking a breath, I reach behind me and take out my shield from the backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can’t even use [Gigantification] anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless it’s the Akro longsword, having a shield is much more helpful in battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although I want to put on the breastplate too…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He won’t give me the time.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I try to let go of any lingering thoughts about things I can’t have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not out of resignation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but to focus everything on what’s more important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discard what needs to be discarded, and take only what’s necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that sense, there’s one piece of information that I need to check first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened to Misha?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems like she broke a rib and punctured an internal organ. She’ll be fine soon, I gave her a potion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, so I have to fight 1:4 until then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a cold comfort, but it’s a good thing that the one who’s down isn’t Dwarkey. If it were Dwarkey, we wouldn’t even have a chance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Watch out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charges towards me again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s not going to give me time to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a positive factor, at least.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Right, you’re in a hurry too.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was expecting it, but now I’m certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s not under any short-term status effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s charging at me as if every second is precious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s pushing himself to finish the fight before Soul Exhaustion ends. In other words, if we can just hold out for 20 minutes, we’ll have a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it, 20 minutes?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time is not on our side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might not know this, but we only have four potions left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Excluding the top-grade ones, one medium-grade and one high-grade.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this rate, they’ll all be used up in a few minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Behel—laaaaaaaaaa!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shout with all my might and push my shield forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I quickly dash and swing my mace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I judged that I couldn’t endure for 20 minutes just by playing defensively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, only for the first few minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tadat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I chase after him as soon as he creates distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And I focus on offense rather than defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Rotmiller’s arrow support arrives or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Dwarkey shoots a spell or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Are you trying to die together?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swing my mace relentlessly, clinging to him as if I’m trying to drag him down with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s Barbarian Leech Mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironically, this tactic actually reduces the damage I take, and it prevents him from even thinking of approaching Dwarkey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if to prove that the best defense is a good offense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stops stabbing me with his sword and twists his body to dodge the Ice Spear. Unfortunately, he’s now in the path of the crossbow bolt that was shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a monumental first hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it didn’t go in deep because of his Physical Resistance, it’s his thigh, so his mobility must be slightly hindered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But did he realize something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So much for freeloading.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The look in his eyes changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, I quickly retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone who has learned to give up on something to gain something else is dangerous in any field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You persistent bastards…!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick killing intent emanates from his swinging sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s as if he’s released his shackles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword, which was limiting its attack range for defense, now draws a free trajectory with a single purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, the biggest change is something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t even flinch as the arrow grazes his shoulder and continues to push me back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as a result…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…his blade pierces deep into my abdomen after a few exchanges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s an injury that could be fatal if left untreated since my natural regeneration is gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「Body regenerates due to [Moderate Healing] effect.」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another potion is used at Rotmiller’s judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now we only have one high-grade and two top-grade potions left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And to make matters worse…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tadat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…I failed to restrain him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He steps on my swinging mace and jumps over me as if performing acrobatics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quickly turn around and reach out, but it’s too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushes off the ground once more and instantly closes the distance towards the backline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf blocks Dwarkey, but it’s meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could he possibly block that monster head-on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when his core skill, [Counterweight], is unavailable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dwarf is sent flying like a soccer ball from a single kick, even with his shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller throws away his crossbow and swings his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there’s no way it would work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He easily deflects Rotmiller’s sword and stabs him in the abdomen with his green blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he’s about to pull out the sword…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is our item.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller grabs his hand and stops him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, an Ice Spear is shot just in time, and he lets go of the sword and retreats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotmiller, losing his support, collapses to the ground. But the sword that was embedded in his abdomen is gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s the Mimic’s skill, [Treasure Vault], which doesn’t consume Soul Power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that he can’t use it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that he can be of at least some help to this team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If we just give him a potion in time, we can save him.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I maintain my composure despite my companion’s injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not everyone can do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You, you did that to Rotmiller…!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha, who was recovering while leaning against the wall, swings her sword at him, even though she can barely move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing that it won’t reach him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For one purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You won’t get to Dwarkey… Keugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Misha’s body is kicked away and crashes into the wall again. But instead of going straight for Dwarkey, he quickly moves towards the unconscious Misha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His intentions are obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s planning to finish her off and steal her remaining sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This damn thief bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you, it’s our item.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He readily leaves Misha as I swing my mace at him like I’m swatting a fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he chuckles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Barbarian, are you still trying to fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is this idiot talking about? Of course, I am.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I charge towards him instead of answering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He easily dodges and retreats, saying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell me you’re relying on that trash? He’s just a guy whose only skills are curses, Ice Spear, and Cold Burst.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, I am.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what if they’re low-level attack spells?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they hit his head, he’ll die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just need to buy time until then, somehow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dwarkey!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shout with all my might, thinking it’s about time for the magic to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic doesn’t come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_____________________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liol Wobu Dwarkey, a mage recognized by the royal family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a coincidence that he submitted an application to join a team with only two warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to seem special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he chose the easiest place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought a mage would seem more valuable if there were two warriors. However, it didn’t take long for his true nature to be revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hahaha! My name is Liol Wobu Dwarkey, an 8th-grade mage officially recognized by the Lafdonia royal family—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I thought it was something, but you’re just trash.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A being who’s not even considered a mage by other mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hahaha! So our team is a gathering of misfits? That’s good then, we don’t have to feel inferior to each other anymore.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, they told him it was okay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They said they understood because they were the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even thought that maybe his 25 years of life existed solely to meet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Don’t tell me you’re relying on that trash? He’s just a guy whose only skills are curses, Ice Spear, and Cold Burst?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…in the end, his essence didn’t change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment came for him to shine, but he couldn’t do anything properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much his mana increased…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…he was still a half-assed mage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A half-assed mage who couldn’t even meet the expectations of his precious companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But on top of that…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Get back!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…he was protected by his best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This is our item.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t save his companion who was smiling with a sword embedded in his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You won’t get to Dwarkey… Keugh!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t protect the woman he loved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind went blank at that realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t breathe from the overwhelming sense of powerlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could, he wanted to run away from this cruel reality right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems like he’s already given up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…he can’t give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were alone, it might be different…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…but his precious companions are still fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone, to protect everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Barbarian, you know too, don’t you? That it’s already over.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his taunts, he keeps swinging his mace, spitting the blood in his mouth at his face…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…fighting back until the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your face has brightened up. Do you like your companions that much?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled a conversation from one day as he started chanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a conversation he had with the instructor of the Magic Tower training center after the troll battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[What? You want me to teach you a spell that can defeat a troll? Hmm, well… it’s not like it doesn’t exist.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That day, Dwarkey paid a huge sum of money to the instructor and learned one spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, to be precise, he learned a ‘spell combination’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instructor told him to never use it, even though he taught him…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Thought Acceleration.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perception improves dramatically, and time slows down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Mana Amplification.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heart’s inherent mana is stimulated, temporarily increasing output.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Heart Acceleration.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It forcibly increases the heart rate, spreading mana throughout the body, and it’s also infamous for its severe side effects. He combines these mental and sensory magic spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump, thump, thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart pounds as if it’s about to burst, circulating mana throughout his body. But his mind is clearer than ever, and his vision is sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It feels like he can do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[What’s the name? There’s no official name. It’s a combination that people know about through word of mouth. But if I had to give it a name…]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hmm, well, ‘sacrifice’ sounds a bit too strong.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dwarkey reaches out his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And just from that…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Right, ‘awakening’ seems appropriate.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…dozens of arrows of light shoot out from the basic attack spell, Magic Missile.\u003C\u002Fp>",2507,"2026-06-05T19:32:49.064Z",1,"novelbin.me","1aeaa314b3109c3d44a91411045f9f1a9e7f5982760e1b984ff550777d75eb69","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-142","surviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-chapter-140",807,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsurviving-the-game-as-a-barbarian-cover.jpg"]