Novel & Cerita Berserker God

Dimitri muttered as he yawned, while some of the werewolves glared at him, chemical junkies, is a forbidden word for the berserker in the werewolf kind. Gale took a sigh, although he hated it when Dimitri was mocking the berserker, he knew that it was very much the truth about the berserker. A mutant that comes from an unnatural selection by drugs, makes them perfect soldiers but also curses the user of the drug to be dependent on the substance.

many of the races of elves, demons and dragonoids who witnessed the incident are still alive today. The god nurian who should have judged them for committing such a grave sin, instead supported and protected the human race with his blessings. Since losing the leader and god of the beast races to being enslaved by humans, they don't hesitate to torture and rape the beast races they catch. finally the prayers appeared, as the god of vengeance ernes got a lot of prayers and hopes from the beast race. The power of the god ernes reached the peak and exceeded the power of the god keisar who was the god of war. ernes intervened directly and raised the beast race as his vassal, it made ernes god's b

His choice. Njord would never have allowed himself to lose control like that. It wasn’t in his nature. But, unlike some, he didn’t feel contempt for those who did. Men and women had their reasons for behaving in certain ways; he knew that better than most. Also, there was no chance Har would come anywhere near. He himself was fond of the kind of woodland mushrooms which his fellow berserker was trying to quit. His own stomach was strong, given what he had witnessed in battle. Recalling how he had jested with Beyla made him close to smiling, something he rarely did except in this company. He supposed they were misfits like him which suited him fine. Except when it came to her.

I’m not sure the impression Sage is trying to give out but no matter what shit he throws my way, I wasn’t going to bow to his egocentric undeserving self. He may be the pack’s Alpha but to me, he’s not but a pain in the ass which I have to tolerate for the meantime, at least till I figure my way out. “Thank you,” I say paying off the Uber driver before stepping out. He dropped me off a few walks to Sage’s territory where humans aren’t to be allowed. Werewolves lurk around humans, and our identities have to remain a secret to avoid endangering the lives of the humans as well as the wolves.

Prince Bruess shut his eyes and leaned against his seat. I continued. “The young werewolf transformed into a terrifying form, and violet flames followed him wherever he went. His giant wolf form could swallow the rivers and the trees. The other werewolves of his pack trembled before him and bowed down. They called him the God Emperor, and with his might, he slaughtered his enemies. He forced other werewolves into servitude, and they made several golden halls, pillars, and temples that were consecrated in the name of Sigard, the God of Many Eyes and Ears.

I typed 'Berserker' and a lot of meanings appeared but there is one thing that caught my attention. Although similar groups have been found around the world, berserker generally refers to the small class of Nordic peoples who could be found preforming inhuman feats on the battlefield. When in combat a berserker would fight nude and/or completely unarmored, sometimes taking the skins of bears, wolves or other beasts to heighten his appearance. Uncontrollable rage is the signature of the berserker. To enter this rage many would have pre-battle ceremonies in which they would consume alcohol, and work themselves up into a violent, bloodlusting mood through dance and similar actions, and then oft

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!

"You must be careful, he has the best luck in the history of gods of his master's level. And also... I just remembered that his aura is slightly similar to the aura of the people from the world that his master just swallowed, so..." "I understand! Dark Star Goddess, I want the information you got from your subordinates. I'll try to make something interesting when the forbidden land they consider to be their treasure and ancestral inheritance!" It was clear that Cerberus realized that the gods of the upper realm would open a secret land also known as the Battlefield, containing all the treasures from the ancient god wars. Indeed, that place was the Battlefield, but the treasures the people re

A thunderous wolf howl shook the air. In the distance, clouds of dust rose as a massive wolf pack came charging in. "Supreme Snow, this is Berserk Wolf Tribe. They carry the berserker gene, capable of unleashing 120% combat power. We selected the most aggressive, unrestrained wolves to form a 100,000-strong Berserk Wolf Troop. "Flamingo Air Troop and Berserk Wolf Troop await your inspection, Supreme Snow!" Gideon smiled broadly, turning to the champions and saying sincerely, "You've done exceptionally well. I owe all of you—every mech warrior and every killer tribe—a deep debt of gratitude. Your efforts have made it possible to build this formidable force in such a short time."

Who the fuck is this bastard. ‘Who is this jackass Duron?’ I link him and hope he has a clear enough head to respond as he can see the damage he is causing. ‘Fenrir son of Loki the god of mischief.’ Duron links back, growling. Great this asshole comes from the gods. Cyrus