Apocalyptic Beast Novels & Stories

Tyr became particularly worried when he had become a God and could sense the position of another God in the world. “I’ll go there now. You guys can catch up with me later.” After he finished, Tyr stepped on the golden dragon and turned into a stream of light as he flew in the direction of Mount Rospids. Back on Mount Rospids, Apophis had been fighting the massive Chimera that had evolved from the Ragnarok Formation for several rounds. Chimera was an ancient sacred beast, and it was known as one of the four auspicious beasts. If it happened to be an actual Chimera, perhaps it would have a chance to fight against Apophis.

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

It is an apocalyptic vision, a dark portent of what could be the end of them all if they fail to stop these abominations. "¡I demand the Senior Archon!" resonates a powerful and authoritative voice from the heights, tearing through the air with its demand. Everyone present looks up, their faces paling at the sight looming over them. Baut, a figure already known for his cruelty and ambition, stands beside another figure that leaves them astonished. It is a god they believed lost in the mists of time, a being whose existence had become nothing more than an echo of ancient legends.

It was a hatred so boundless that it reached the sky. If not for her mate being injured a month ago—if he hadn't protected her and helped her escape tonight—he never would have been killed so easily. Chase was a demon! Humans were all filthy creatures! The apex overbeast's hatred and killing intent surged like a tidal wave, wild and uncontrollable as it spread in every direction. In the vast mountain forests, countless beasts sensed the energy and trembled uncontrollably. The full might of the apex overbeast erupted. Samson, Gideon, and Orabella were blasted away, completely unable to resist. Was another supreme-level battle about to break out?

“When I collapsed this morning, I had a vision. The monster behind the attacks revealed himself to me. His name is Thanox, and I've seen him before in the first nightmare I had of him many years ago. Caspian, he's truly the one behind the attacks. I had my suspicions, but he confirmed everything this morning. And tonight, he’s coming here. To Nightfall. Thanox plans to destroy the summit. To kill every leader gathered in this pack, including other innocent lives. He’s coming, and if we don’t prepare ourselves, we’re all as good as dead. You have to believe me.” “I believe you Jocelyn.” He blurts out the words on reflex, as if he had already sworn to himself to believe every word that comes f

The few Rank 5 Undead Family members could not believe it. 'Lucas the Demon has really come forth by himself. Where's his Apocalyptic Legion?' 'Where's Biggy the Zombie of Godly Boxer and Scarlet the Zombie of Polar Ice?' Throughout the past few days, they had heard lots of stories about the Apocalyptic Legion. They had heard how Biggy the Zombie of Godly Boxer could destroy the sky, while Scarlet the Zombie of Polar Ice was always covered in a cold aura and could even seal up the ocean.

Tiya gave a final jerk before she disintegrated into ashes. "No!" Nadia exclaimed in horror. Blood gushed down Beelzebub’s neck and down to his tunic staining it an inky black. He kept a hand on the wound and glared at them balefully. "You little brats," he remarked. "You really think you can take me on? I am a Horseman of the Apocalypse. I am Pestilence."

A divine beast from ancient times finally appeared in this world. "Human King Transformation!" "Evil White Ape!" Everyone gasped when they saw this. The white flames, visible to the naked eye, circled around the Evil White Ape like a halo of destruction. All kinds of violent, cruel, and bloody aura spread out in the void like a substance, making people feel that they had arrived in hell. The nearest dozens of demon race experts only felt an uncontrollable tremble in their souls, and they couldn't help kneeling on the ground!

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

They were the apex predators of the new world: faster, stronger, and possessed of a commanding presence that could make a regular human’s heart stop just by standing in the same room. Yet, unlike the myths of old, the Orcs and Humans didn't turn on each other. Bound by the shared trauma of the "Gray" hordes, they became the ultimate allies. Humans provided the technical ingenuity, the scavenging precision, and the intricate medical knowledge of the old world, while the Beastkin provided the raw power, sensory heightening, and the sheer security needed to navigate the ruins. Together, they built the Citadels' fortified bastions of steel and hope. They joined hands to thwart the final conspira