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Only beasts can do this to their owns. Eren's hand is trembling as those dark memories are flashing in his head. He quickly rubs his eyes and speaks again. "They thought that after all those beatings, I've finally understood and changed into one of them. They changed my name to Erden Roar, just like the surname of their fake one. So their last issue was my face. They didn't want anyone to recognize me and would not risk that I could go back to my life with you." I sniff, swallowing down this sensation climbing up my throat. They are definitely inhuman.

Tyr asked as he felt a chill down his spine. In reality, even if he did not ask this question, he already had guessed the answer in his head. It was terrifying. Professor Mark replied carefully, “This is just my guess. If the berserk blood manages to devour all the normal blood cells, you may turn into another person. A crazy person, a berserker type of monster!” Hiss! Even though he had already predicted this, Tyr still took a deep breath after Professor Mark’s confirmation. “Then, what can I do now? Is there any medication that can control it?”

It was amazing craftsmanship and Aegeus was mightily impressed. The blue potion was for healing wounds of all kinds in less than ten seconds! No matter what kind of injury it was, the blue potion was the answer. While they didn't know the names of the potions, Aegeus and the others called the Blue Potion a Quick Heal Potion. The Red Potion had a different effect. The Blue Potion was a healing potion alright. The red however, was a Power Boosting potion. The main reason the Silver Wolves called it Berserk Potion because that was exactly what it wa. Gulping down the Red Potion increased the user's strength - but at a cost. As time wore on the user would become increasingly violent and soon sli

"What?! How can Berserkers be in this place?" asked Tristan in a bit of a panic, knowing that there were Berserkers in a private place like this. Bersekers were wolves transformed by a witch's curse, and they tended to never transform into humans at certain times like other werewolves, but they were still able to maintain their rationality. They tended to hide in the middle of the forest, along with their pack, and had very little familiarity with humans. They almost never had any contact with humans unless a human intruded on their territory.

"Berserk, your arm… It's…" Berserk smiled. "It's just an arm, it’s fine. I'm just glad you're okay." Ridge took a deep breath, his eyes becoming slightly red. Lena said, "Berserk sacrificed an arm to protect you, Ridge." Ridge lowered his head and felt a lump in his chest, not knowing what to say at that moment. Berserk patted him on the shoulder as Adrian asked, "How are you feeling?" "I'm all right, sir. I'm sorry for troubling you guys."

Elizabeth knew that she wouldn't be able to harm the creature with her attacks. So she focused all of her efforts on dodging. While Elizabeth was dodging for dear life, David was intensely studying the evolved ape. He decided to name it the berserker ape. Berserker Ape Classification: Animal Description: A monstrous ape-like creature that was used to battle and combat. They are very aggressive and their thumbs are well-developed unlike their ape cousins on Earth. Possible Effects: Blood may have a large concentration of steroids. Evolution Number: 2nd Iteration: After a solid beating from a superior creature, it spontaneously evolved into a physically stronger form with a bigger frame and ta

However, as the wolf blood inside him burned and boiled, he once again entered that berserk state he experienced upon emerging from the source of the Water of Remembrance. Furthermore, the wolf blood had evolved. This time, the berserk state was even more thorough and fierce, granting Andrius power comparable to heaven and earth. Boom! Bam! Thud!

"Berserk, Level Eighteen—Immortal Demon Emperor!" As Ketta seamlessly escalated from the twelfth to the eighteenth level of his Berserk mode, he underwent a complete transformation. His body was covered in a terrifying aura of spiritual armor adorned with ancient runes, giving him a mysterious and majestic appearance. Most notably, Ketta had manifested four additional arms made of spiritual energy, each wielding a different weapon. Witnessing Ketta's transformation into what seemed like a demonic warrior, Wilbur began to speculate. It seemed likely that Ketta had obtained these special abilities through the power of faith, or perhaps, like Erin before him, he had made pacts with certain spir

I tore off the pearl earrings that Eric had given me as an engagement gift and tossed them into the trash can with a smile. At once, the heat in my body suddenly dissipated. I then quickly sent out a message on my phone. A number of the disgusting men then tried to pounce on me, but I was now fully sober, and I kicked them all to the ground one by one. They grabbed their crotches and howled in pain, their eyes filled with resentment as they glared at me.

He knocked once and received a gruff response. "Come in." Christopher opened the door and looked at his commander and friend. "Beast," the older man said. "Come in." "How'd you know it was me?" Bruce scowled. "Who the hell else would it be? Nearly seven feet tall with a bandaged face…" Christopher entered and closed the door. He was having a hard time breathing as he took in Bruce's injuries. He had a bandage similar to Christopher's covering half of his face. He was banged up pretty good; black and blue. But that wasn't the worst of it.