Berserk Chapter 124 Novels & Stories

she added, sounded despair, yet amuse for these strongest creatures. The berserk infront blink, his mouth kinda open. His bloody eyes flickered as he blink, and he panted the harder. Then he sigh, and no one knows what in his mind as he said, as if bewitch by the witch, “You are such a waste to sacrifice. Why not cross the withering place and wait for the greatest escape?” This man infront smiled for the first time, and his berserk of form slowly disperse into a bloody cloud. When its gone, the bloody-robe youth reveal, and he said, “Wait for me there, and prepare for the greatest cause, my lady...”

Bold. Now his hands are itching to kill this Persia. END OF CHAPTER 13

Chase looked at the vibrant spirit of the Black Turtle before him and felt a strong sense of affection. He let the Black Turtle spirit continue licking his finger. Lars was now completely reduced to nothing, but the Basalt Armor was nowhere to be seen. Chase grew curious. Why was only the spirit of the Black Turtle present, but not the armor itself? Chase extended his consciousness to interact with the spirit. Instantly, the Black Turtle spirit coiled around Chase's fingertip and then transformed into a streak of light, rushing into Chase's body.

He fired a shot into the air which traveled into the berserker's throat. The berserker turned its attention to Lucian, his eyes glowing red with fury. The massive brute charged at the golden-haired man, his jaws snapping inches from the man's face. Lucian dodged with ease, slashing his sword down to sever the berserker's arm. Mason let out a howl of pain but didn't slow down, continuing to attack with reckless abandon. Distracted by Lucian he failed to notice the lycan beast which crept up behind him and plunged his fist with claws into the berserker's guts.

Absolutely! Here's an intense, emotional, and captivating Chapter 10 from Zara (Zara’s POV) Dawn the gates of our pack was opened. I stood between two worlds—the one I had rebuilt from ashes, and the one waiting at the edge of destiny. Every heartbeat whispered the same word through my veins. Thorold. “Are you ready?” Seris asked, her eyes glowing faintly with power. I nodded once. “I’ve been ready since the moment I remembered his name.”

No longer the ruined coliseum. This was the Nightmare. And it had claimed them all. ☠️ End of Chapter 12

“No, Prese. You’re not his. You’re stronger than him!” She screamed, shaking, her voice breaking into two tones. “I… can’t hold… he’s too—” “Then I’ll fight for you,” I said, standing and turning as ten wolves charged at once. My claws ripped, my body twisted, blood dripping from my arms and chest, but I refused to fall. Prese crawled forward, trying to rise. Her hands glowed with faint light, but the black smoke wrapped her fingers like chains. “Berra!” she screamed, her voice echoing with fury. “Get out of me!”

"Drop him, you piece of sh*t. Now." Joshua’s voice didn't shake. It was a flat, metallic rasp that cut through the wet sounds of the swamp. He stood ten feet away from the massive, grey-furred Berserker. The rogue was a nightmare of matted fur and scars, his claws buried deep in the meat of Richard’s throat. Richard was pinned against a rotted cedar stump, his heels digging uselessly into the mud. He couldn't shift. The silver-laced saliva from the rogue’s bite had locked his joints, leaving him a gasping, human target.

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As the giant trunk started to go down, the berserker ape’s exhilaration was reaching its peak. Then it hits. The sound of wood splintering echoes in the woods. Then the berserker feels a tough object strike its chest. It backs away in pain unable to release it in the form of a roar. It vomits blood. It was hit by something. Opening its eyes, the berserker sees the Draco’s claw clenched into a fist. How did it know to do that? It simply copied the berserker’s attack except that it was supported by a far more powerful force.