Berserkofgluttony Novels & Stories

Serena smirked, "I'm standing right here today. Let's see who dares to lay a hand on me..." Just then, Marcus returned to the company, he had been out for a meal with a client and had a bit to drink, though he wasn't drunk.

“Did you feel that?” Before Lyra could answer, the wall behind them groaned — and shattered. A monstrous wolf exploded through the stone. But it wasn't a regular wolf. It was a thing. Twice the size of any werewolf. Eyes glowing red. Mouth dripping black ichor. Chains dragged behind it, melted into its flesh. Nyra screamed. Riven sprang up, blades drawn. “*What the hell is that?*” Lyra shouted. “A berserker,” Riven snarled. “Celeste’s pet.”

He'd done this. The urge to turn demonic seized him. Gritting his teeth he fought down the instinct, his body shaking with the effort. His muscles bulged and his fangs elongated, aching to tear and bite through his enemy. He slammed his fist into a pillar, the stone crumbling under the force. He could not afford to turn demonic now. Even if doing so would increase his strength, it would also seal his fate. Berserkers were the strongest among the demon clans, known for their brutality and aggression. When fully demonic their strength increased tenfold, their demonic form perfectly evolved to strike fear. He despised it, a growling and vicious monster.

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

Crimson Fangs - Intact! Mystic Howl - Minus Main fighter. Wild Fang - Intact! Volatile Berserks - Minus 4 support, substitute fighter. Cruelcrest - Minus main fighter, 3 supports. Silent Inferno - Intact! Lunar stone- Minus 4 supports. Blazepaw - Minus main fighter, 2 supports, substitute fighter. Moon's Paladin - Intact! Real Fangs- Intact! Erion- Intact!

The windows are open from here you can see the whole manila bay. While Akira was lying on the dining table I lifted her dress. She was wearing red thongs, I took them off and I could see from here that Akira was soaking wet. I knelt and licked Akira's clit. Akira's juice was very sweet and didn't smell bad. I immediately sucked it and Akira was shocked so it hit me. I grabbed both of Akira's thighs and opened them so that I could freely eat her pussy. I lick slowly and firmly this clit. I heard Akira's every growl and tweaked. I licked it as if it was my favorite ice cream.

So this is slightly making me cringe. “Let’s just eat before the food gets cold.” He suddenly exclaimed. “Okay. Help me finish this. You bought too many food.” I said and we eat silently. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 3RD PERSON A week from now, huh. Hercules thought as he clean the guns that he have. What is Black Dragon thinking? A duel. Hmm… Are he really that convinced that he will win? Against me? He wish. “Boss.” One of the gang members called him. “Apollo and Bacchus are requesting a video call to talk to you.” He said.

[Warning] [Glazed Kaizu: Berserk Mode] All stats have been considerably increased and movement has changed from slow to swift. Attacks deal 300% more damage. "Uh, oh." ........................... "Thud" " I can't believe I had to carry the both of you." "Sorry..." "Nevermind, hahaha finally I get to see the first human city!"

This guy is really testing me. I know for a fact that as a Psychology student, I should learn how to control my temper but I can't seem to hold it when it comes to Maze. It's as if everything he does has a big effect on me and I don't like it. He's pissing me off. And I am Gabriel Solzeek Thornton. I can't lose without a fight. The war has only started. I meed to make sure that I could get even. And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get.

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.