ALL MY WIVES ARE BEAUTIFUL ELVES



[Berserker activated]

All stats tripled

•Body enhancement complete

•Blood lust - 200

•Rage - 200

•Numbness to pain - 200

[Profile of the lust system]

[Name: Kanakan]

[Race: Elf]

[Alliance: Errose]

[Stats]

Strength: 52 × 3

Stamina: 60 × 3

Agility: 55 × 3

Vitality: 60 × 3

Charm [lvl 2]: 46

Luck: 20

Mana: 5

Skills: Arousal [level 2 ⬆️], Singing [Level 3], Pheromone [Level 5]

*New*

•Berserker (active)

•Alpha presence.

The screen displayed this information, but Kan was in a different state entirely to fully comprehend what was going on.

He felt a rush in his body, akin to pouring hot oil into his blood vessels. His pupils dilated into ovals, and the veins around his eyelids bulged and became more pronounced.

The three men surrounding him were unaware of the changes occurring as they continued to stomp on him relentlessly.

Kan was sure of one thing; he was losing consciousness, and it wasn't just from the beating he was taking. Something sadistic was creeping through his mind.

His senses began to blur together, and his eyesight became hazy. He knew he was on the verge of passing out, but it wasn't the physical pain that was causing it. It was something else entirely, something dark and sinister.

Kan's ears picked up the distant sounds of the men beating him, even though they were still right there. Time seemed to slow, and his perception became distorted.

"I can't believe this idiot passed out from a few stomps!!" One of the men expressed his disappointment.

The others clicked their tongues in agreement, but then they noticed that Kane and Silo, their leader, were locked in a fierce battle. To their surprise, it appeared as though Kane and Silo were evenly matched, even with Kane having only one arm.

"Let's go help Silo. Leave this chump," one of them suggested, and they abandoned Kan's seemingly unconscious body to assist Silo.

However, just a few steps away, one of the men heard a faint groan behind them.

"This idiot is up again," he called out to the others walking ahead.

"Well, take care of him!" one of the two replied. The man approaching Kan smiled with satisfaction, grabbed his glow bat, and started making his way back to Kan's body.

Kan's arm twitched, and he slowly regained consciousness, struggling to stand. His body swayed unsteadily, as if he were drunk. His eyes appeared aged, with prominent wrinkles around them, but the most striking change was the eerie glow that emanated from them.

The approaching man noticed this unusual transformation. "Wait, yellow eyes for an Elf?!" he muttered in confusion. Then, in the next instant, his bewilderment turned to shock as Kan, who was at least five feet away, closed the gap between them with what seemed like a single step.

With a ferocious headbutt, Kan sent the man sprawling to the ground, groaning in pain. The man's glow bat was dislodged from his grip and fell right in front of Kan.

"What the?" The other two men, who had been on their way to help Silo, turned to see their comrade on the ground, writhing in pain. The most shocking part was that the unexpected assailant was the least likely person - Kan himself.

"Didn't we just knock that chump out?" one of them asked, incredulous that Kan was back on his feet and had already incapacitated one of their men.

"Yeah, unless he tricked us," the other replied, still fixated on Kan. There was an unsettling aura emanating from Kan that made him feel uneasy.

"Screw that, let's get him!" the attackers concluded, rushing to the aid of their fallen comrade, who now found himself at Kan's mercy.

The scene was a maelstrom of intensity simply because everyone was blissfully unware of what was to come next.

Kan glared down at the man who was bleeding profusely from his forehead. The man's terrified eyes darted around, occasionally locking with Kan's, and he could see that there was something unnaturally different about him.

"No...leave me alone!!" the man begged, his voice quivering with fear. But Kan paid no heed to his pleas. With ease that defied belief, Kan bent down and plucked the man up by his neck, lifting him off the ground. The man dangled there, his feet not even touching the floor.

Up close, the man could now scrutinize Kan's features properly. Kan's eyes were a disturbing shade of yellow, and his pupils were shaped differently. But what unsettled the man the most was the raw, feral strength emanating from Kan, coupled with the constant low growl that rumbled deep within him. It was like facing a nightmare brought to life.

"Fuck, I just peed on myself. What the fuck is going on?!! Why does his aura remind me of the Blood Moon gang?!! But he is an elf?!" The man's thoughts raced in panic as Kan's grip tightened around his throat, suffocating him.

"Hey!!! Let go of him!!" The other two attackers rushed forward, brandishing their weapons, their voices trembling with a mix of concern and fear.

With an almost casual disregard, Kan tossed the choking man aside, and he crumpled to the ground, gasping for breath. Kan's predatory eyes shifted to the remaining two, who were still determined to challenge him.

"Bro, something doesn't feel right," one of them muttered hesitantly, sensing the palpable danger that Kan now embodied.

But the other attacker was less cautious. Fueled by anger and desperation, he hurled his glow bat weapon at Kan with blinding speed, aiming for the yellow-eyed elf's head. It should have been an impossible shot to evade.

Yet, to the attacker's shock and horror, Kan disappeared from where he had stood moments ago. It was as if he had been there one moment and gone the next.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Kan reappeared beside the man who had thrown the weapon. Before the attacker could react, Kan struck with lightning speed, delivering a devastating punch directly to the man's jaw.

The force of the blow was catastrophic. It shattered half the rows of the man's teeth and sent him hurtling backward, blood and saliva spraying from his mouth. But Kan was far from finished.

With surgical precision, he followed up by launching a powerful kick aimed at the man's groin area, hitting right where it counted most, his white yoghurt company.

The result was nothing short of excruciating, a brain damaging scream from the man erupted. The man's anguished screams pierced the air, echoing through the desolate surroundings.

"He broke my eggs!!" the man wailed, writhing in agony on the ground, clutching his injured nether regions.

"How?! How is an elf able to move this fast, this strong?! It doesn't make any sense!! Or is he on it too?!!" The other one's mind raced as he struggled to come up with an explanation.

He was the last one who had miraculously escaped harm so far and stood there in disbelief. His mind raced, struggling to comprehend how an elf could move with such incredible speed and display such astonishing strength. It defied all logic, leaving him to question if Kan was somehow under the influence of a substance, just like his fallen comrades.

However, more importantly, he needed to come up with a plan as he was seemingly next. Kan was heading towards his way.

As Kan advanced toward him, the man couldn't help but feel his confidence wavering. It was hard to maintain bravado when two of his allies had been dealt with so effortlessly.

Yet, hope often finds a way to emerge from the darkest of moments. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the man whom Kan had tossed aside signaling to him, silently urging him to remain quiet. Seizing the opportunity, he gingerly retrieved his weapon from the ground and wiped the blood from his forehead, which had been blurring his vision. Stealthily, he inched closer to Kan, all the while keeping a close watch on his friend's cautious approach.

"Come here, you bloody fucker!! I'll end you myself!!" the man taunted Kan, his heart pounding in his chest as he beckoned him forward. It seemed as though Kan was taking the bait, rushing toward him with a fist clenched tightly.

But just as Kan was about to strike, a sudden flash of red caught the man's attention. The glow bat that had hit Kan's hand moments ago now lay at his feet, emitting a sizzling sound as it burned through Kan's shoes and the skin beneath.

"What the hell? Isn't he going to react? Does it not hurt?" The man's thoughts raced as he watched the unbelievable scene unfold. Kan's hand, which had absorbed the impact of the thrown glow bat and the subsequent rebound, appeared unaffected. His horror deepened as he witnessed the bleeding wound on Kan's hand miraculously stop bleeding and start to close right before his eyes.

"Wait...a werewolf elf?" The man muttered in astonishment, struggling to grasp the incomprehensible reality before him. It defied all reason, yet the evidence of Kan's newfound abilities spoke for itself.