Berserk Of Gluttony Light Mga Nobela at Kwento

Unknown to many Jeremy's desire for blood and battle was an addiction he sometimes fought back, the taste of blood, the cut of flesh, the screams of agony, and the risk of death were as addictive as sex to the Lycan. Jeremy was born into the berserk pack of Lycans known as the most unstable and violent kind of Lycans in existence, however, unlike most of his kind, Jeremy was called a genius for his rare ability to suppress his battle desires. With a smirk and wink to Matilda, he spoke "I accept, you sick twisted fuck," "Fuck he's going berserk," Liam spoke nervously chewing on his fingers "What do you mean berserk?, wait...does Jeremy belong to the berserker class?" She asked frantically, sh

The creature’s mouth, filled with uneven yellow teeth, oozed countless strange black fluids emitting a foul, putrid odor. Another level-eight pinnacle stage monster had emerged—a Glutton. Gluttons, known for their large bellies, relied on constant feeding to maintain their strength. And their bellies secreted a corrosive slime, their most potent weapon. The simultaneous appearance of two level-eight pinnacle stage monsters added to the intrigue. Observing this, Adrian smirked. "You two want to attack me together? Two aren't enough. Bring out your stronger companions, if you have any. I'll handle them all at once."

Following the unsheathed Dragon Scale Sword, a wave of black-colored cold radiance rushed into the sky, shooting towards Lucian. Berserk. This black light was unusually wild and violent, as if it could tear apart the world. * Bang! * Lucian's eyes widened. He wanted to dodge, but the black shadow was too swift, not giving him any breathing room. “Puchi~~~” After being struck by the black light, Lucian wailed in anguish. He spat out a mouthful of blood and immediately sprayed it onto the white snow. “Berserk sword intent!” Yang Xiao was surprised a lot.

No, it was not just the three of them as the few remaining experts in their forces also surrounded Gluttony. “Bloodstained Sea!” Furious, Gluttony immediately used his powerful secret art. A fierce Gluttony blood shadow appeared in the air, swinging its claws at the experts. However, to his surprise… “Dragon’s Roar!” “Fiend King’s Daylight Curse!” “Purple Sky Thunder!” The three leaders did not hold back with their attacks. Under their continuous bombardment, even Gluttony could not withstand it. In less than five seconds, he was blown away, heavily injured, and coughing up blood.

Gravland fired quickly watching the enemies fall to the ground whilst nocking his next arrow picking his next target, Krona blocked a blow from one COG (cults organisations and groups) to the left of him and slashed another to the right, before the enemy to the left of Krona could recover from hitting the shield, Lengo stuck her two blades through his shoulders The COG members fell from all directions until they heard a click from Terribor’s fingers; they drew back into the shadows of the corners of the room. The group watched in confusion as the fight came to a halt, the men silently put all their attention on Terribor “Now you’re warmed up It's my turn” he said, a grin on his face. He too

🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032 'Desire is so sinful and delicious. Some desires are seen as acceptable, and some are not. So society will brainwash us. And will make sure that we do not pursue these desires. But the temptation is forbidden fruit, and sometimes you need to take a bite, even if you cannot go back to the light. The shadows are my home now. And thanks to the beast inside of me, I love it. I always wonder if I can ever be normal again. But I don't really care.'

He spun on his heel in a roundhouse kick that slammed into my jaw with the force of a siege hammer, spattering thick saliva and blood across the black ash. A tense murmur rippled through the Northern spectators. I wiped my chin on the back of my forearm, baring my fangs in a savage grin. Pain did not deter me; it only fed the berserker tide burning through my veins like Greek fire. “Is that all your star‑pack teaches, pale dog?” I rumbled, voice rising from the depths of my chest. Varek howled in fury, shedding his aristocratic composure. His body cracked into a terrifying partial shift: jaw dislocating into a lupine muzzle of frost‑white fur, ears sharpening, and thick freezing mist billowi

Vyrelen protested. "I know and just one percent of my strength will do," Erezhul said, and then his dark eyes started to glow. They were not glowing gold like they used to. Now they were glowing with a dark red light that looked like lava flowing in the darkness. "That just makes it more interesting." The first wave of warriors reached Erezhul, and what happened next was absolutely incredible to watch.

General Abtez was lucky because as one of the Berserker generals, he was popular with women, and he didn't risk losing his immortality if he had sex with someone. Berserkers were sexual beings and loved the challenge of convincing a virgin to bed them. They were the strongest warriors in Odin's army; they wore the furs of wolves and bears and when they went berserk, their muscles would grow and they would become bigger and ten times stronger, with claws shooting from their fingers and fangs protruding from their mouths, taking on animalistic qualities. Their eyes would glow an ice blue, which gave them the ability to see in the dark. Some of the stronger Berserkers could even shape-shift int

Disgusting. "Awesome! Can I attack now, Ari?!" Light shivered in excitement. I chuckled in amusement. "Go!" In a flash, Light dashed toward the pack of phantoms and wreaked havoc like a mad demon. This little cat! In just a second, Light already devoured hundreds of phantoms. The more Light devoured those phantoms, the fatter she got. Before I thought Light would explode, her body instantly shrunk like nothing happened, and devoured the phantoms again like crazy. The process repeated again and again.