Berserk Mc Novels & Stories

This guy was just too skinny and light for Kalen to struggle to bring him down. Bam!! Bam!! Bam!! The fall disoriented him, so he couldn’t react as Kalen unleashed a flurry of blows at his face. The Berserker Battle Mode is a very straightforward and easy divine battle art, but don’t dare underestimate its strength. This series of calculations by him was all it took to kill this troublesome fellow. His flurry of blows blew his opponent’s head off, as his brain matters scattered all over the floor. The spectators were slow to react but as soon as they understood, cheers erupted everywhere.

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?”

“Just a scratch.” “We need to fall back to the eastern line. Rowan’s trying to regroup.” “No time,” he growls, eyes darting toward the hill. “They’re bringing the berserkers.” My blood chills. The berserkers. Rowan told me they are Nightowl’s most unstable fighters. Feral. Rabid. Uncontrollable. “Kaia!” Rhea shouts from the rooftop. “We need you, NOW!” I see her then, surrounded by three berserkers, each the size of a tree, foam dripping from their jaws.

~ROAR! The berserker ape roars in triumph as the Draco’s head is slammed by the club. As the Draco is staggered, the berserker ape continues its assault. Raising its club, it slams down on the Draco’s front knee, forcing its body’s front to fall on one leg. The berserker ape then strikes the Draco’s head with its empty hand. It slams the club once more, striking the Draco’s chest which causes the beastly apex to release air. The berserker ape continued its assault as the Draco is slowly pushed back.

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

Crimson Fangs - Intact! Mystic Howl - Minus Main fighter. Wild Fang - Intact! Volatile Berserks - Minus 4 support, substitute fighter. Cruelcrest - Minus main fighter, 3 supports. Silent Inferno - Intact! Lunar stone- Minus 4 supports. Blazepaw - Minus main fighter, 2 supports, substitute fighter. Moon's Paladin - Intact! Real Fangs- Intact! Erion- Intact!

Sure, they may not be as flashy as the system-given skills, but trust me, they come in handy when you least expect it. Especially the berserk skill. [Berserk - Unique rank] Increase all stats by 200% for 600 seconds You cannot differentiate between enemy or ally. The sensation of pain eludes your body. Aura consumption during this skill duration will be reduced by 50% After the skill duration ends, you will be unable to move for 48 hours.

After that, he chose a weapon and prepared to rely on the container for cover. He then noticed the communicator inside the box and instantly became excited. After quickly assembling it, he switched to a frequency often used by Wyvern Peak before yelling, "This is Berserk from Battle Warrior Steel's unit. I need help. We have a man down and are in need of urgent medical attention. Please respond. I repeat. Please respond!" But nobody replied… Berserk, close to tears, continued to yell, "I need help! Please respond! Please!!!" Crackle!!!

And it looked wilder, it’s eyes more bloodshot and it’s movements animal-like. “I see, a berserker and a support mage. Good combination” I look at the support mage, thinking of how to get to him first. A sudden blow to my side, sending me flying into a nearby hill reminds me of the berserker demon. “Ow, that hurt” My fortification was broken immediately, I couldn’t even react this time. “How much longer until this damn thing starts working?” I touch my the back of my neck again, this time feeling a faint magical energy. “Fuck this, I’m jump-starting it.” I close my eyes and start chanting “othala ehwaz perthro naudiz”

I typed 'Berserker' and a lot of meanings appeared but there is one thing that caught my attention. Although similar groups have been found around the world, berserker generally refers to the small class of Nordic peoples who could be found preforming inhuman feats on the battlefield. When in combat a berserker would fight nude and/or completely unarmored, sometimes taking the skins of bears, wolves or other beasts to heighten his appearance. Uncontrollable rage is the signature of the berserker. To enter this rage many would have pre-battle ceremonies in which they would consume alcohol, and work themselves up into a violent, bloodlusting mood through dance and similar actions, and then oft