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Xiao Long also nodded at Huo Yan's words, but he also disagreed with him at the same time, the Berserk state of a Level 5 Demonic Beast was not that simple. The Berserk state, was an ability that Demonic Beasts could release when they had peaked emotions. This state allows their strength to double. But this ability is quite risky because when in this state, Demonic Beasts will just be like crazy animals that attack whatever is around them. The Berserk that a Level 5 Demonic Beast has is indeed different from that of a Level 4 Demonic Beast and below. Level 5 Demonic Beasts were at the level of Spirit Manifestation Cultivators. If someone in the Spirit Manifestation Realm could manifest their

Under the effects of berserk skill, his resistance to physical pain and his appetite for carnage had reached a point of no return. He started wreaking havoc all over the field. When the people saw this reckless transition of the overall situation, they couldn't be more aghast. They knew that a berserk is an individual's final lifeline. It's not something anyone could just use on a whim. Berserk skill is a horrifying boost of strength that lasts for just a couple minutes. They couldn't determine if he was a ballsy team leader or the century's greatest buffoon, primarily because he wouldn't be able to crawl on the ground after this.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

Madison, who had been trailing behind Stuart, snatched the phone with trembling hands and quickly scrolled through the patent documents sent by Kaylee. "Veronica, how can you take back something you've already given away? Where are your manners?" Madison questioned. Stuart was so furious that his eyes became bloodshot. "As long as you re-sign the contract with me, I'll let everything go." He held out the newly revised electronic contract in front of me. I glanced at it and saw that the price was still just a couple of hundred dollars.

No rounded wolf ears. Instead, his hands stayed human, but the bones lengthened. His fingernails didn't just grow; they transformed. They became jagged, four-inch blades of shimmering, organic silver. They hissed as they met the humid air, a "Trauma Mutation" forced into existence by five years of isolation. His wolf hadn't died; it had turned into a weapon. The Berserker finally looked up. His yellow eyes widened as they locked onto the metallic glint of Joshua’s hands. "What the f**k? Omegas don't—that's impossible. You're a glitch."

Alabruz stopped Deniza, but Deniza asked his permission to talk, “Allow me my lord, my daughter needs to know every truth since she wishes to know.” Deniza hold Akshara’s hand and took her to Alabruz, “Since you know our identity, Axe, I am reminding you that this man, your so-called Uncle Bruz is the king of Ukada, a true alpha, a mighty warrior. (She moved to Karen) this young man who is begging your love is beta, no one could withstand his witty mind and strength, he is also the prince of Ukada. (She took Akshara to Nuraz) Do you know who this is? He is Berserkers, a warrior werewolf, to make you clearer; berserkers are savages in battle with no mercy. I hope you know who they are when I

She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit. "Oh." Then it clicked cause her eyes lit up. "Wait, that guy who's into the fucked-up minds of serial killers, like you?" She said it like it was a hobby, like collecting stamps or something, not delving into the twisted minds of psychos. This guy had claimed all the theories about serial killers, like Bundy and the like, were bullshit. No connection between the evil they did and their grey matter. Just monsters who got off on hurting others, nothing more, nothing less. Sounded like an arrogant prick, but I'd let him keep thinking whatever he wanted. He didn't know shit about my world, about why I really left Russia. A secret I kept cl

Looking at its rampage after it slammed on the ground, Kirou guessed that this must have been the last skill he saw for the Swampland Crocodile King, Berserk Mode. It was unknown when, but if one was able to look at Kirou's face currently, they would notice that while his smile from finding the boss monster never changed, there was a blazing fire of excitement within his eyes. It seems that the Swampland Crocodile King's berserk mode stimulated something inside of Kirou.

Meanwhile, Edmund blocks Berk's energy waves with his magic shield. "If you don't want to die today, then you have to kill me," snorted Berk as he launched his next attack. "Why Berk? We just want to ask. We didn't mean to hurt you. Why are you acting so strange today?” Radcliff asked in protest. “I attacked you not because I wanted to but because I had to. Kill me if you still want to live,” Berk replied, gritting his teeth with a grim face. Berk's face tightened. Gradually his entire body turned into a silver steel body, and his body tripled in size. He was like a giant golem made of silver-plated steel.

However the opposite might lead to a catastrophic domino effect. The actual problem here was numbers of beasts pitted against a limited stamina of the party members, and yet their numbers kept increasing. Although the fact that Berserk skills increase a user's strength by 2.5 times is indeed alluring, they also send users into a weakened state. Nevertheless, even if they all decided to turn berserk, the simple math would tell them that it was still far from enough. Their rate of killing was lower than the rate of new beasts appearing out of the shadows.