Berserk Mc Novels & Stories

Even if her father hadn’t told her the truth of the history of the Dragon Moon festival, these people seemed to know and were eager to see Beelzanborg fall and the dragons restored to power. Before her, a mass of dragons came into view, many of them with human warriors on their backs, using bows and arrows to hit their targets as the fire from the dragons lit Beelzanborg troops and weapons on fire. The dragons swooped low to hit their targets and then flew around in a circle to come back in for another go. On the ground and even atop the castle there were hand-to-hand battles going on. Nya tried to find Slate but didn’t see him from this distance. As they closed in, she did spot Gavin, atop

Grace's POV “Prez,” Bunny said, his tone filled with anger. “They’re MCs! They’re definitely MCs! I can see their bikes! They look like the same ones that have been tailing you and Cracker!” Say what?! “See what club?” Prez replied, sounding not so surprised, while I made a mental note to torture ‘what the hell is going on’ out of him later! “No clear visual!” “Anyone got a visual on their tags?” Prez tried again and finally, the gunfire seemed further away than it had just a second ago.

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.