Battle Beast Vs Omni Man Novels & Stories

The beasts were getting killed but they were equally killing and they seemed stronger. The clearing turned into a battlefield, the sound of gunfire and snarls blending into a cacophony of chaos. Blood sprayed in all directions as beasts and men clashed, and though Ashton’s men were holding their own, it was clear the tide of the battle was shifting. Newton’s creatures were relentless, their unnatural strength and magical enhancements making them formidable opponents. Ashton was a blur in the chaos, his movements precise and deadly as he cut down anything in his path. But Newton wasn’t content to watch from the sidelines.

The dead beast has four arms, just like the last monster, but its skin is red instead of being the color of bark. The next beast comes out, and I recognize the creature as another Bunte. The big champion fighting it is from Cok, and he doesn't waste a second before beheading the clueless monster. The next few fights are fast and easy. Jali was absolutely correct in saying this round is easy for the champions. Now I am not saying the different beasts aren't terrifying. They are. But the champions act like they are nothing. No matter how giant or horrifying the monster is, each champion approaches his enemy with a calm attitude.

“But I promise you will be.” I punched him in the face and felt the bones in his nose break under my knuckles. He screamed, blood oozing from his nostrils. I leaned over him again, punching his face harder, savoring the crack of bone under my fist. His screams filled the night and I basked in his terror. My fists dripped red as the fucker wailed like a dying beast. A gust of wind stirred the trash littering the alley. The sweet-spicy scent of an omega blooming into heat tickled my nose, and I paused mid-punch.

“I hear your father is causing quite the trouble up above. And his silly plans have led to all the omegas in the city being hunted down by a man people are calling the beast of judgement. He's quite strong and now all the omegas are rushing here.” I furrowed my brows, the beast of judgment? There was only one person I knew that was strong enough to be called that, or maybe there are two?... “You seem to have an idea who it is? Well, I don't care. I just want you to tell me where your father is.” “Why?” I asked through gritted teeth, “Rumour has it that this beast of judgement will come here soon and no one is safe from his wrath. Apparently, he is one with darkness and Casper is like a child

Maria said. “Maria, I will destroy Nashville, starting with the Omegas, if you do not give me a champion as it seems that your warrior, here, is afraid,” The Beast said. I stepped forward, my gaze unwavering. “I’m here, Beast. Let’s end this.” The crowd parted to let me through, their eyes filled with a mix of fear and hope. I could feel their expectations weighing heavily on my shoulders. The Beast was a formidable opponent, but I had faced worse.

Yet, the man remained unfazed. The clash began. The roughs circled him, striking out with desperate blows, their fists connecting with nothing but empty air. The creature, fueled by the relentless drive to survive, moved with preternatural speed and agility, its claws slashing through the air, tearing through the fabric of resistance. The man launched himself at the roughs, lunging forward and knocking them off balance with swift and brutal strikes. Each blow, fueled by the beast's supernatural strength, sent the roughs reeling, their bodies crashing against the unforgiving walls.

“Do you know what it feels like to have your teeth pulled, one by one? The nerves don’t die easy, Camilla.” I want to be steel. I want to laugh in his face. But I feel it. Cold fingers trailing down my spine. A clenching in my gut. If even a fraction of this is true… If Zeke did that—if he’s capable of doing that… The realization hits like a freight train. He’s a monster. That’s what Mrs. Mancini had said, right?

Now I'm standing in front of my best friend about to engage in a fight. The twelve midnight hits and my fight with Jaxon begins. Inside the tent, my bones crack and my beast takes over. Jaxon is already fully transformed and waiting outside. He growls at my sight. I sneer back. He makes the first move using his claws to target my neck which I swiftly dodge. Unlike me, Nathan abhors physical training. I very much know I will end up hurting him if I let my beast fight with our full strength. But he doesn't know it's me he's facing yet.

What the hell was the Alpha saying? “Did you say the beast changed his mind?” “Yes—” “Are you certain these men are men from The Howling Abyss Pack? The last time I checked, Alpha Caius is a man of his word. How did this happen? Are you sure about this, my lord?” “I am more than certain. I'm sure because this man who has led the rest, is a Beta to the beast. That aside, I received a letter from Aegon, through Caius who confirmed it is not a lie.”

However, the other two paid her no mind, kicking her in the chest and sending her flying. I had seen enough of this show and finally waved my hand. "How dare you come and go as you please in our royal cemetery?" As I spoke, the guards forming a circle suddenly charged toward the three males in the center. The scene immediately erupted into chaos. Though the beastmen were formidable, I had deliberately brought many elite soldiers. Moreover, I fought with all the hatred from my previous life; each strike aimed to kill. The three were overwhelmed and had no choice but to transform into their beast forms, dragging the unconscious Victoria as they fled.