Berserker Deku Novelas e Histórias

As they did, a transparent barrier formed around the duo, giving them a battle area of roughly thirty meters. On his side, Davy Jones held his large Warhammer in his hands as he waited for the duel countdown to reach zero. As for Kirou, he still maintained a casual expression as he retrieved a large Warhammer from his inventory as well. It was the details for this hammer that Kirou had sent to Davy Jones earlier. Weapon Name: Berserker's Fury Warhammer Weapon Level: 20 Weapon Type: Rare Weapon Requirement: Traits(Hammer Mastery/Master-At-Arms), 110 Strength

The spiritual armor on Ketta's body seemed to contain an extraordinary power. Even though Wilbur could not determine the source of this power, the violent aura within it seemed closely related to Ketta's Rampage battle moves! After stealthily donning the Golden Armor, Ketta did not rush to attack again. Instead, he continued to brew up the next stage of his battle moves. "Berserk, Level Twelve—Four-Handed God!" "Berserk, Level Fourteen—Bewitched Gold!" "Berserk, Level Eighteen—Immortal Demon Emperor!"

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.