Berserk Of Gluttony の小説・ストーリー

With the odds constantly stacked against him as a leader in this dungeon, how can he lead his team out of these floors? Goblin brutes were tougher than hobgoblins. They were physically stronger and had more stamina, even if they weren’t very smart. Goblin brutes were specialised goblins with a bloodline gift to ignore all injury and fatigue in berserker mode. They were more dangerous than regular hobgoblins because goblin brutes could take down catapults with sheer force. A group of brutes could easily break through the tough stronghold stone wall, compromising Stoneberry Keep’s defences.

Benitez erected and took two small steps towards him, his hands on his pockets with his head down, "You recognize me, that's a good thing." "You wicked being. To hell with you!" Bagwis exclaimed with contempt. He slowly looked at him with eyes red as burning coal, cheeks swollen and peeling off, and black liquid oozing slowly from his nose. He is intimidating him with terror to test him. He wanted to see if this guardian was the same as the rest he encountered before, the unsubstantially valorous. Guardians who fought for one battle, for one goal, for Bulan alone and nothing else. Bagwis snatched his knife and pointed it towards him. The brave soldier did not even flinch. His exclusive fearl

It was the first time, after knowing him for so long, to see him this way. The Dongyue she had known was an incredibly calm man. But today, he resembled a barbarian in berserk mode. Barbarians were melee warriors who had a unique ability, the war cry, which enabled them to enter a stage of insanity and cut everything down in their path, including allies. Hence, it was called the ‘berserk mode’ by her elders. Xiyu just stared at Dongyue without uttering a single word. Probably he also sensed her discomfort because instead of admonishing her, he took her in his arms and deposited her back on her bed, where he stayed vigil at her bedside, contemplating his thoughts seriously.

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

“Four berserkers. Their wolf forms are hideous, just as you wanted.” Zykos laughed, clapping once with genuine delight. “They’re perfect. You did well this time, Fitz.” His eyes darkened as he looked at the berserkers. The sight inside the cage made Liliana’s chest tighten. Four wolves snarling, broken beyond recognition. Bones pushed out from their joints, their bodies carved up by deep, unhealed wounds. Flesh was rotting, barely clinging to them, like it could fall away at any moment. They were hardly alive, trapped between constant pain and madness.

Stuart turned to glare at me furiously like I were some hysterical woman making a scene. He scolded, "Veronica, look at what you've become! What's the point of throwing a tantrum now? What's done is done!" His cold words made it sound like my grandfather, Alfred Gallagher, was just dealing with a common cold and not waiting for brain surgery. I stared at the man I'd been married to for over a decade, feeling my heart sink drastically. "Have you forgotten how Creed Group was built from the ground up? Have you forgotten it was Grandpa who took a knife for you when you were kidnapped? The wound from then still hurts from time to time for him!

Kaelen swallowed. Gluttony growled, actually growled, shadowy purple energy coiling around his shoulders. “He goes with me.” “With us,” Lucifer corrected sharply. Gluttony bared teeth. “With. Me.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Jealousy is unbecoming.” “It’s not jealousy,” Gluttony hissed, pulling Kaelen closer, “it’s possession.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Not interested Gluttony, fuck I have my Amor Meus, fucking asshole."

Something like blue slime can be seen around his abdomen causing him unable to move. “Shit! I forgot that his sword is venomous! Not to mention that it has infiltrated my body because of the open wound from that slash. Shit!” Varz can’t move his body. “TOLD YA! THE MORE YOU NICE TO PEOPLE, THE WEAKER YOU GET! COME ON, AWAKEN THE BEAST INSIDE YOUR BODY, AND GO BERSERK! JUST KILL ME SO THEY WILL HATE YOU MORE AS THEY WILL PUT THE BLAME ON YOU AS YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE LEFT FROM AAL OF US!” Sunekuo slowly approaches him.

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

Senior Milky Way couldn't stand Lucas' arrogance any longer. "Kid, since you want to die so much, I shall grant your wish!" As soon as he finished speaking, Senior Milky Way raised his big hand. Then, the spiritual force condensed into a big hand and attacked Lucas. Lucas' smooth and delicate face was very calm. Then, he'd fused with the Apocalyptic Legion. Subsequently, he used god-ranked Berserk! In an instant, his combat strength increased by 50 times! "Well..." Everyone present could sense the changes in Lucas as they couldn't help the shock on their faces.