Chapter 677: Berserkers? Dragons? (1/2)

”…at least the 'Crystal Sky Eyes' are working.” Little Tiger muttered as his eyes blossomed with a rainbow colored light. ”Unfortunately, I don't have enough supply of energy to have it on for even a minute.”

Little Tiger sighed and collapsed on his bed. He stared blankly on the ceiling while in deep thought…

This place is the territory of the Blue Mountain Tribe. The tribe is strategically built and is hidden to Demonic Beasts which gives the tribe some sort of safety. That being said, they are in a mountain range, and just beyond this mountain range is a massive jungle filled with all sorts of demonic beasts.

Even though the tribe have some sort of security, it only due to sheer luck that it's still standing right now.

According to Little Tiger's Memories, the tribe worships the Berserker God and as descendants of this god, they too could harness the Berserk Power of the World in order to strengthen themselves. In a sense, this is their cultivation inheritance…

Little Tiger is an orphan, so is Fatty and Rosa. Orphans aren't rare in this tribe, in fact they have the biggest population here. This is simply due to the fact that the demonic beasts are too strong for them to handle. In order to provide for the new generation of the Tribe, the adults has to hunt in the Mountain Range which is crawling with Demonic Beasts. It isn't really surprising for them to have casualties in every hunt. Still, it is tragic…

Little Tiger's parents died very early, in fact as soon as he was born, his father got a little to eager to provide for his child that he volunteered to join the hunt. He didn't return after that. Little Tiger's mother died no long after than since she was left severely weakened from child birth and she also terminal disease.

The one that took care of Little Tiger was a kind old lady but she only managed to live until Little Tiger could understand what's going on before dying. Since then, Little Tiger always did things solo. It wasn't until long ago that he met Fatty and Rosa.

Little Tiger got up from the bed and looked around his house...if you can even call it that.

Compared to what he was used to, this place is nothing worse than a pig's pen. It looked like the carpenter was drunk or hallucinating when he made this. It was just a bunch of wood slammed together and a rusting roof. The floor was filled with holes, everything smells like shit, and he could even see chicken poop here and there.

He felt a headache from looking at his current state. At least the houses of his neighbors were proper Straw Huts, this is just...

'Living in a cave would be much better compared to this.' Little Tiger groaned helplessly. 'The problem is, there are no known caves here in the tribe, I am but a mere mortal. One step out of this tribe and I'm dead.'

'Screw this! Let me check my body first. I'll see if this body is truly a waste as they say...”

Little Tiger closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. His cultivation base might be sealed, his soul might've been suppressed, and crown might've been disabled, however his intelligence remained sharp. Plus, he has his ocular technique and a the Spear of Wisdom. He still has some capital with him and he plans on taking full advantage of them.

After a couple of minutes, Raven released a long sigh and ended his meditation. He grimaced as he felt his legs cramping but inwardly, he feels a bit jubilant.

”As expected...” He grinned, ”This body isn't a waste as they said, they're just ignorant.”

Such a thing is truly something that cannot be helped. This tribe is isolated from other human civilizations, in fact they don't even know if there are other humans out there in first place. Their luck is already good enough that the tribe still stands to this day with how much demonic beasts surrounding them. Little Tiger couldn't expect anything more out of them.

”The energy I sensed...they call it Qi don't they?” Raven muttered as he massaged his legs, ”It is the dominant energy here, probably because of the sheer amount of Demonic Beast around this area.”

”From what I learned, cultivators here are called Berserkers. And the Berserkers are divided into several stages Mountain Berserker, Heavenly Berserker and Berserker God. This stages are divided into sub-stages as well.”

”Mountain Berserkers needs to consume the flesh and blood of Demonic Beasts in order to temper their body. Heavenly Berserkers needed to consume even more flesh and blood of higher quality while also understand the Heaven and Earth. Finally, Berserker Gods are the ones that transcends the Heaven and Earth and rules the world.”