Battle Beast Invincible Comics Novels & Stories

The Invincible Guardian's eyes flashed with fierce light, a terrifying aura of Infinity Asura erupted, a world of light sparkles on its back, a light of Ten Thousand Realms passed through the spear frame, towards the black sky haunting the world sweeps by. Countless dark spell seals and chains collapsed in front of the light of the ten thousand worlds, and the entire dark world collapsed in an instant. A corpse spear tore through the void, one hit hitting The Invincible Guardian on the body. The Invincible Guardian's body was suddenly pierced directly, and countless corpse auras filled his body. The Invincible Guardian slightly let out a thunderous roar. "Ethereal Warbringer!" The Invincible

In the weapon box, there was a hooked rope that Hunter was most skilled at, a long baton that Monki was most skilled at, a silver spear that Rowan was most skilled at, and various other weapons that the others were most skilled at. This was an exclusive custom model! Aside from these weapons, battle suits had also been made. There were a total of fifteen pieces of battle suits made out of the same material and fabrics that were made with means beyond modern technology. The battle suits were fireproof and waterproof and could also resist some attacks and damage like soft armor. When Sienna saw these results, she could not help but smile and said, “That’s good. The weapon that Monki has been t

The first thing Monday morning, Christopher marched into his commander's office. "Sir…I need to talk to you about something pretty important." Bruce Koepke sighed. He liked Beast. He didn't want to lose him, but he already knew what he wanted to ask. "Beast, you're a heluva Marine. You know that or you wouldn't be on an elite force. I don't want to lose you, son." Christopher could barely meet his commander's eyes. Finally he relaxed his formal posture and looked steadily at the older man who was more than his commander, but who was also his friend.

He looked at Becky in shock, who has turned her avatar into the Goddess. With her magical wand, she hit the ground with force. Her magical wand turns into heavy chains and she looked at the beast with anger. She twists and aims towards the beast to capture him. The beast was running and pacing in the room angrily. He started throwing things towards Becky to release himself from her powerful gaze. Each time, he lifts and throws anything towards her, Becky deceives his every attack and jumped in the air to control him. He angrily hit the wall in disappointment. He wants freedom. He wants to get out of the room. He shouts again with anger which breaks the window. He found his chance to jump ou

The rest of the fox Beast Lords—those which had survived and had suffered internal damage from Chu Xun's earlier attacks—hardly dared to move. All of Jiu You's horde—the lion, tiger, and the rest of the Beast Lords—all gawked in silence. Everyone was left befuddled with amazement that two invincible Beast Lords who had reached Grade Nine of the Great Completion were so easily defeated with little resistance. Whoever this was, he had to be at least at the Immortal Level! But it delighted them that this stranger appeared to be more friend than foe. "Save them," Jiu You pleaded to Chu Xun to help her subjects.

Adrian's expression was as hard as stone, filled with murderous intent as he clashed wildly with the beast. Boom! A powerful punch sent the beast flying. Despite its immense size and strength, Adrian's physical power was superior. The beast was mighty, but its lack of intelligence made its attacks predictable. Adrian quickly realized the beast’s weakness was its head, and he focused all his strikes there. Under Adrian’s relentless barrage, the beast staggered back, struggling to maintain balance. As Adrian pressed the attack, his energy surged violently, and he stayed on high alert. He knew one wrong move could lead to injury, and the ominous void around him suggested more dangers could emer

His old eyes flick to me as I approach, but he says nothing. I take slow steps across the gravel. “Well, well,” I say, my voice low and mocking. “The old rat finds his way out of the sewers.” My eyes cut to Vincent. “And his bastard spawn.” My men push the barrels closer. One of them digs his gun into Vincent’s temple, but the boy doesn’t flinch. He just keeps staring at me, eyes burning. He’s daring me. He wants me to make the move. Vance’s mouth curls into a cunning smirk. “Hello, son-in-law.”

Japhtar shrieked from the rear lines, and I caught the look of fear on Nola’s face as the monster gripped her by the meat of her arms, dragging her to the guards standing around him before he started to transform too. I roared again, charging toward him as the bubble and snap of balls of muscle popped out from his back and chest, the ugly veins throbbing against his singed fur until he was bigger than me. A mammoth of strength and wickedness that opened the bullet of his large jaws to bellow waves of rage toward me as I sprinted to meet him, slapping his disciples out of the way like they were all but flies in my salad.

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

he taunted, landing a swift counterpunch that sent the thug stumbling. I faced off against Mohawk Guy who is in front of me, dodging his wild swings of his bat with a mix of agility and street smarts. "I've had enough of clichés for one night," I quipped, landing a solid kick that had him reassessing his life choices. The room became a battleground of fists and chaos. Amid the battle, a mysterious figure in the shadows aimed a gun at us. Before I could react, Hendrix, with his werewolf reflexes, deflected the bullets with a piece of debris.