Berserk Mc Novels & Stories

Stuart's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was terrifyingly cold. Madison flinched, and the guardian angel figurine fell from her hand and shattered into pieces upon hitting the floor. I was absolutely enraged at the sight of this. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Tears welled up in Madison's eyes as she waved her hands frantically. "Stuart, I was startled by Veronica. I'll apologize." But Stuart shielded her behind him without hesitation. "It's just a cheap ceramic doll. You don't need to apologize."

000 Meter Nine other slaves were the same as Ertan, but don't have Berserk mode yet. Xiao Wan gives the order at chat guild, if there is a spy, they can't know the information. "First order, make potion 1, potion 2, and potion 3, health potion, cultivation potion, and longevity potion. Second-order, sell it by auction or normal transaction. Third-order, upgrade all Mortal maids and manager to level 1, to defend them self at our base. Fourth-order, build a wall around our territory. Fifth order, wipe out Curt Sect, but don't kill them."

Vyin’s POV. - “Finally! The moment you’ve all been waiting for! Up next, Lucifer! It’s unfortunate his opponent, Stinger had to forfeit the match due to his condition however, there’s no need to be disappointed! For tonight’s ‘Berserk match’, we’ve got something specially prepared for you!” ‘Berserk...match?’ I seethe to what that loose-mouthed commentator keeps blaring out there. Either way, it’s still a fight-to-death match anyway.

Max stupidly asks him. "Sorry, BroMax, seems you're glitching, you're breaking up, I can't talk to you right now, bad signal," Troy responds in haste before getting up and walking over to Simo to order his favorite ice cream -- 'bland' flavored ice cream, his words, definitely not mine. Max shakes his head before glancing at Bell and I in bewilderment. "Am I dreaming? I was talking to him face-to-face, right? How can I be glitching?"

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

If someone in the Spirit Manifestation Realm could manifest their 'Spirit', then some Level 5 Demonic Beasts could manifest their Berserk. This Black Demonic Bull in front of him had yet to manifest his Berserk which was a red aura, but it was still a Tier 5 Demonic Beast's Berserk which could not be underestimated. Plus, a Tier 5 Demonic Beast would have a bit of awareness when using Berserk. That little bit of awareness would make it extremely powerful. “Don't let your guard down just because he entered the Berserk State. He has little awareness and it can make us lose our lives if we let our guard down for a second.” Xiao Long said seriously.

Derek was nearby too, watching us fight — no — he was coordinating the whole fight, controlling every ultima. I heard a chuckle. “Enough playing around. We don’t want our audience to get bored, do we?” Derek’s voice. “Last command. Go… berserk… Damen!” I widened my eyes and started looking around frantically. The ultima who was standing in the middle of the crater lifted his dark eyes to me. I flew in the air and hovered above him, feeling the blood cool in my body. I just had a feeling — this really sad and strong feeling that —

{“I will be your slave, I’ll die for you, no… I'LL LIVE FOR YOU! OWN MY ALL GREAT MAJESTY!” The male’s lovely voice booms across the place. “Fuck, he’s choosing the second option?” a young boy with a template written ‘15’ on it said in shock. The Competition for the companion of the great Berserker, the greatest and most unique of all kings ever had and the last ever Beastdom would ever have.

"The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it." Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. "I'll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we'll bow and I'll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet." His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn's mammoth head lowered to avoid it. "Yeah make us," Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.

The space wasn’t a basement—it was something deeper, like an underground system that had been hidden under the building all along. Alexander pulled me to my feet. “Are you hurt?” “I’m fine,” I managed, though my legs trembled. “What is this place?” He looked around, jaw tight. “The core. Project Eros runs from here.” The words made my stomach twist. The air smelled of iron and oil. There were machines humming somewhere in the dark, like something alive and waiting.