章節 180: Guardian of the Northern Sands

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Kieran stood amidst the desolate scene drowned in blood and mutilated corpses while staring off into the distance. Why did it feel like something inside him was being crushed, purified, and molded?

As Predator Hunt faded, Kieran's bloodlust dissipated along with it. However, some remnants outside of Kieran's control remained. 

'Was I fated to obtain this class?' Kieran wondered.

Although he heard rumors of the original True Berserker in his past timeline because they belonged to one of the most reputed guilds to arise inside Zenith Online, it didn't amount to what he experienced now.

The user in Kieran's memories was only feared on the battlefield, but other than that, they didn't administer any sighs of waning empathy or episodes of extreme emotionlessness. Was this something unique to his circumstances?