Berserker Titan Mga Nobela at Kwento

Their Alpha, a massive beast named Titan, stepped forward on hydraulic hind legs that hissed with every movement. "You carry the scent of the organic," Titan rasped: his voice a distorted, metallic growl that lacked any melodic resonance. "But the organic is weak. The 'Clockwork Necrosis' takes the flesh, but the iron endures." Even as he spoke, Titan’s metallic chest plate buckled, and a thick, black fluid—a mixture of oil and infected blood—leaked from a seam in his shoulder. He collapsed: his hydraulic limbs locking up as the mechanical components began to reject the remaining, dying marrow in a systemic meltdown.

I glanced at it and saw that the price was still just a couple of hundred dollars. Stuart was being ridiculous. "Sorry. I've already sold the patent," I said calmly. Pin-drop silence ensued. Stuart glanced at Max, who was standing nearby, with a vicious expression. He shouted, "Veronica, how could you sell it to him? Are you insane? Cancel the deal right now!" He glared at me with eyes that looked ready to devour me whole. But I just stared back coldly, feeling nothing. "Why would I give up a one-billion-dollar offer for you?"

{“I will be your slave, I’ll die for you, no… I'LL LIVE FOR YOU! OWN MY ALL GREAT MAJESTY!” The male’s lovely voice booms across the place. “Fuck, he’s choosing the second option?” a young boy with a template written ‘15’ on it said in shock. The Competition for the companion of the great Berserker, the greatest and most unique of all kings ever had and the last ever Beastdom would ever have.

I roar ferociously in my Lycan form before I black out and fall to the floor. Slave Startled, I wake up from the smell of cedarwood. It’s the most amazing scent I have smelt. My nerves instantly calm as I continue to breathe in the scent. Suddenly I hear a group of men arguing outside. Alpha Tate, Sam and four other pack members struggle to carry something down the stairs and toward the cell. I squint my eyes to see, and my mouth drops open in horror. It’s the Lycan! And he is massive! At least seven feet tall, maybe more, his chest is broad, and his muscles are huge. He is covered in shiny black fur.

The only thing yond t knoweth is to killeth and swallow whatev'r cometh in its way. I'm afraid yond this titan is something yond coequal the king couldst not defeat, n'r thee can talketh with it. This is the only titan who's diff'rent 'mongst the rest. Whatever it swallows, it nev'r returns. Once did swallow, it's market of defeat and death.

This man was clearly aiming to utilize this strategy, and it seemed to be viable as the spectators already went wild with cheers on seeing his provocative gestures. Alexis wielded 2 sharp light swords, while her opponent wielded a long and broad great hammer. The Titan didn’t waste any time, as he was a man that spoke with action rather than his words. As soon as he heard the gates slamming shut, he rushed forward while executing his divine battle art, Berserker Battle Mode. Kalen was not too surprised that this guy practiced the same divine battle art that he practiced, as it was one of the most common divine battle arts out there.

The silver ash erupted. From the shadows of the obsidian statues, the Real Shadow Alpha began to manifest. He didn't use beetles or smoke this time. He used the ash itself. A hundred-foot-tall titan of shimmering silver rose from the valley floor, its face a hollow void that pulsed with a gravitational pull so strong it began to drag the warriors off their feet. "THE MOTHER... HAS SPOKEN," the titan roared, the sound vibrating the very marrow of my bones. "Celine, now!" I shouted.

Men like Mason don’t know diamonds when they see them. The mere thought of what she may go through being his mate had inexplicable anger surging within me and I struggled to keep Titan at bay. Yes, I named my beast Titan. He was different from regular wolves. Instead of a full shift and standing on fours, he stood on two paws like a man. His body was ripped like a giant man with a twelve-pack and toned big legs that are covered in long black fur. He is a Lycan and I can’t always say my Lycan and so on so I gave him a name. That and he gave me a hell lot of problems. He was unhinged and uncontrollable. He could lead me in a blind rage and once I come to, several innocent people would have fal

Adrian said quietly. His eyes were locked on the rising disturbance. “The problem is what it was built to fight.” The sand exploded upward. A massive structure breached the surface. Metal. Dark. Layered in thick, reinforced plating that looked nothing like the guardians currently on the field. Those were precise. Efficient. Controlled. This waras war made solid. The Titan-class guardian rose slowly, its enormous frame unfolding from beneath the desert like a relic dragged out of a forgotten battlefield. Its limbs were heavier. Bulkier. Designed not for defense, but annihilation.

01) BASE POWER LEVEL: 10,500,000,000 PEAK POWER LEVEL: 1,000,500,000,000 (This cap can be broken when using your Soul Weapons) WIELDER TYPE: Multi Wielder (Body Wielder; Energy Wielder; Spiritualist; Scholar) SPECIALTY: Strength; Intelligence; Speed GLOWS: Takeover; Aftershock; Endless Wave; Basileus; Son of Lightning; Absolute Darkness- Evasive Killing; Brimstone; Titan’s Descent; *Titan’s Rage BREATH: Self-time Acceleration; True Flames; The Dark Times; Time Share; *Basic Elemental Harmony