Black Luster Soldier Normal Monster Novels & Stories

Its black, spiked body rippled with dark energy, and its glowing eyes locked onto him with predatory hunger. “Survive,” Malrik ordered, stepping back into the shadows. “And show me you’re more than a scout. Prove to me that you’re the First Soldier.” The beast roared, charging at Bruce with terrifying speed. Bruce didn’t flinch. He shifted instantly, his wolf form springing forward to meet the creature head-on. Their clash was a blur of claws, teeth, and raw power. The beast’s strength was overwhelming, but Bruce’s agility allowed him to dodge its attacks, each movement calculated and precise.

I look at him one last time and face the monster in front of me. The monster was white a big white monster and he had a lot of big eyes on his whole body, his horn in his head was three big and longhorns, his nose was long as well and his skin was crinkle and ugly. He has a sword in his back and it's different from the other sword because it's black. “Watch out for the monster that has a black sword weren’t the friendliest creature and his sword was dangerous, anything could be cut by that sword turns into a monster, and would be his minion, for the rest of your life.” that was what Remiel said.

Entering the clearing, and seeing the black monster of the Night Soldier laying in the ground unmoving gave Edwin some concern, would it be alive, was the question that was on his mind, with his sight he noticed the black goo that was gushing from a wound of teeth. Then he heard a whimpering, that sent shivers down his spine his vision caught sight of a massive moon white wolf lying in the ground.

“No. I will not yield to your power, I have waited years for this, you have controlled us for too long.” “Well if you won’t go to your brothers, I will just have to bring them to you.” Black glares at Aidan then glances in my direction before taking a step in my direction. Abruptly there is a loud bang and four monsters appear in front of Aidan. They stare at Black with confusion and anger. They all seem to coloured differently, one orange, one yellow, one red and one green. The green one takes a step towards Black and says with a hush voice

So the inner section was forbidden to venture for weaker fighters. On this planet, there were five ranks of fighters. In order of ascent: Soldiers; Animal Hunters; Thrashers; Predators; and Nightmares. Soldiers were the normal humans. They were humans that hadn’t consumed the New Type potion or the now unavailable Savior. Because they had no way to unlock their potential without these potions, their strength was limited, and they were only able to go against other normal humans and normal beasts of this world. Soldiers were very common, and they occupied a large chunk of a human settlement’s fighting force. They were usually referred to as ‘Normies’ by the New Types.

A normal person would have been left breathless by the sight of this number of armies, but even standing right in front of the armies, Samuel didn’t even panic for a second. “Attack!” The lich pointed its finger at Samuel. Samuel twirled his fire sword, “holy sword.” BUZZ! The orange fire sword expanded long, changing its color more refined than before. The orange slowly glitched into a more holy color. Sparkle and pure. These undead soldiers created by the lich were allergic to holy light. He had enough experience to distinguish between the lich’s soldiers and the one who held the artifact of the undead. Busaba’s soldiers were immune to a holy light but the lich’s soldiers weren't.

Bullets came from three different directions and slammed through its meaty chest, as well as its poorly assembled face. The monster let out a roar before charging at Lukas and the woman. Lopez tackled the monstrous creature, its body slamming against the shelves ahead. The Jars fell from the shelves and smashed onto the tiled floor, scattering fragments of the glass container, as well as the thick yellow liquid and the prematured infant inside. However, these were not the concern of the soldiers as they exerted all efforts to kill the Black Entity.

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

he said, nodding towards my battered silver band, "are hard to come by." "My twin and I wear a matching set," I said, spinning it with my thumb. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because you need to know what we can do." He sat up, eyeing me warily. "When I take it off, the world changes. It looks the same, but foggy, and I don't see people anymore, I see their souls. It's a pretty pointless ability really," I said, staring at my hands. "Lills is different though. She closes her eyes and sees the taken. She can interact with them and hear them speak. I can't. The ones I see are just dim reflections. It doesn't have much of an effect on me, but it takes a lot out of her."

“—and they already seen out spot. In just an instance, they all prepared themselves in combat. Saypher with his blade that have a hint of blue. Migo's arrows creating a luminescent red light. Kheina's Claymore with a vibrant brown… In this place that is as dark as my hair, why is it only me who look so lame?!?!?