Berserker Mc Novels & Stories

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 Berserker raised his ax and swung it to the side summing a powerful hurricane that sucked the demons in as they were torn asunder by the razor plasma-infused wind. “You think a little power boost can stop me a champion of the Dark gods then you are sorely mistaken!” Nerro boasted. The king charged at the now half-Demonized berserker despite only having one arm he was able to stop Nerro with a single kick. The sheer force of his kick was enough to break every bone on his arm and smash the Titanium shield into pieces. Nerro jumped back to put some distance between him and the berserker, Khorn unleashed a powerful roar as he grabbed him by the leg and threw him through several columns until

He let out a deafening roar. The brothers however refused to back down as Lucifer launched and speared Mason into a room, through the windows, and crashed down into the ground. The berserker however wasn't fazed with his attack and threw a heavy punch that sent Lucifer flying and tumbling down. Tumbling down Lucifer shifted into his brown lycan beast which equaled Mason's berserker creature in both height and size. To lure the berserker from his home, the lycan beast ran at full speed into the forest with the berserker trailing behind him.

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."

Tyr asked as he felt a chill down his spine. In reality, even if he did not ask this question, he already had guessed the answer in his head. It was terrifying. Professor Mark replied carefully, “This is just my guess. If the berserk blood manages to devour all the normal blood cells, you may turn into another person. A crazy person, a berserker type of monster!” Hiss! Even though he had already predicted this, Tyr still took a deep breath after Professor Mark’s confirmation. “Then, what can I do now? Is there any medication that can control it?”

Weapon Name: Berserker's Fury Warhammer Weapon Level: 20 Weapon Type: Rare Weapon Requirement: Traits(Hammer Mastery/Master-At-Arms), 110 Strength Weapon Attack: 90-110 +85 Attack (This doubles when Berserker is at 30% health or lower) +5% Fury regeneration per 3 seconds (while in combat) +3% Health Recover per second (outside of combat) Weapon Description: A weapon designed by the player . This weapon was designed to take advantage of a Berserker's strengths and give the user a much better chance when in prolonged combat. Because it was made with inferior materials, this was the result.

Concurrent chills drilled into her spine when she realized that both of them had activated their berserk skills. Unfortunately, this wasn't an act of assertion of dominance, but seemed more like an act of last struggle before their bodies crumble on the ground. Activating berserk skill at this moment seemed like a rational choice, but it wasn't. Malaka had injured Agenor pretty badly during the last moments, so Maira and Falco both decided to turn berserk just to give him a leeway. Also, she wasn't oblivious to the fact that the berserk skill only lasted for 4-6 minutes. However, there was no way they both could kill the beast, even if the two of them combined forces now.

Wrath said. “ Shut up little witch.... ” Belphegor said with his golden eyes glittery. “ I said I'm not a witch.... ” “ Silence her ” Wrath said and Mammon quickly silenced her as he didn't want Wrath to harm the girl yet. “ How can you tell....” Leviathan asked. “ Her eyes.... Her eyes are all black and larger...Witches also have glittering skin ” Belphegor said. “ How come you noticed all this in a few minutes ” Mammon asked.