Berserk Of Gluttony Novels & Stories

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

What he saw then had left him speechless. Pavan had partially awakened a dormant physique—something incredibly rare. The Berserker Physique. A brutal, chaotic body-type known for unmatched strength, terrifying stamina… and mindless destruction. According to Danial’s inheritance scrolls, the Berserker Physique was almost mythical. Usually only seen in monstrous warriors or heavily muscled body refiners. Pavan was… well, Pavan. Smart-mouthed, lean, and occasionally lazy. How he had that physique was a mystery.

The bloody army flow so fast, leaving the flashing afterimages to fill the glowing darkness. These afterimages are bloody, and while it spreading, the glowing darkness is shaking miserably. The bloody army's united voice mumbled, “Berserk, head to the order... Search the priestess!” In an instant, the berserk flash their eyes open, and the bloody eyes slowly engulf with glowing gold. They vanish in their position, causing the repressed golden flame to burst into open!

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.

“This is who we serve?” “Shut the fuck up, Pride,” Wrath barked. “Gluttony, help him.” Gluttony dragged his feet forward lazily. Ashiel pulled a dagger, but Gluttony raised his hands. “Relax. I don’t bite… unless you ask.” Cris signaled Ashiel to lower the blade. Gluttony pressed a heavy hand against my chest, and energy surged into me. My body steadied, the burning in my veins cooling. “I’m giving you a taste of strength,” Gluttony muttered. “Sloth could drain the poison out completely, but he’s asleep. And he doesn’t like being woken up.”

You bitch! Faith's face turned as white as a sheet with every word Felix said. She couldn't defend herself, so she could only glare at me with a hateful look in her eyes. I simply smiled at her. The truth was, Faith did give birth to Felix's pup. However, I had switched out their pup for another one a long time ago. Felix was beyond furious. He struck Faith directly in the chest with his massive claws. Faith's agonized cry echoed around the room as she soared through the air and crashed onto the ground in a heap.

As I watched Daniel Miller devour an entire bucket of fried chicken on my phone screen, a heavy wave of fullness hit my stomach. The feeling made no sense. I hadn't even had a sip of water all day. It seemed I had been right. Even though I had been reborn, nothing had actually changed. Whatever Daniel ate still transferred straight into my stomach. While I was still frozen in shock, Daniel took out a giant plate of spicy aglio e olio. A half-gallon bottle of soda sat beside it.

*Gulp* Aegeus downed the entire potion in one swift gulp. His eyes quickly transitioned to the red of Berserk, and his aura grew vastly stronger. “Ahhh!” he screamed as the potion travelled through his bloodstream and filled every part of his body. He could feel his blood vessels being destroyed and healing simultaneously at a very fast rate. As he slowly sank into another period of insanity, there was only one thought running through his mind. “This isn’t a simple Berserk Potion! It activates the latent power in you. It is a Potential Awakening Potion!”

He roughly shook off Nyla's hand and snapped coldly, "Get lost." But Nyla clung to him like a piece of bad gum, blocking his view of me and shamelessly continuing her defense. "Mr. Fuller… Mr. Fuller, please calm down. This man is clearly just trying to con you. His injuries may look serious, but they're really nothing. I'll have the staff clean this up right away. Don't let him dirty your eyes!" "Are you deaf? Didn't I tell you to get lost?" Uncle Eric thundered. "If anything happens to my nephew, I won't spare any of you!"

thanatos asked so as to confirm. "the gift makes me seem emotionless because once much emotion is shown will cause a state know as Berserk mood in which all my actions will be rarely controlled by me and my abilities greatly enhanced, i also always thought i was introverted but just found out it may have always been the gift," Isekai said as both him and thanatos immediately remembered the occasion where he had shown much emotions before. "well i guess i could at least confirm my thoughts on why my consciousness can affect your other actions before but hardly affects your poker face aspect," Thanatos said with a smile as Isekai only turned to look at him before shaking his head.