Blackbeard Mantis Novels & Stories

Against nation of beasts? ‘’I Despise you, beasts! That is why I sent you here in this rotten place.’’ ‘’What are you talking about, have you lost it? After that weapon from the minims took control of you?’’ ‘’How dare you talk like that in front of a high being!’’ ‘’You lunatic human. I’ll make you eat your words.—or rather, I’ll eat your head.’’ This beast that appeared in front of Niru, is the leader of Mantis tribe, Viscor Mukha- known as the devouring head. His face is masked and a large red horn is atop of its head.

She wants to please her master and she will stop at nothing to see me dead. "You are very right." I gasp in shock and fear when I hear the icy familiar voice. My head snaps around to see the vision in black with long red hair that is Sarrtina. Her veil is partially covering her face but I could never forget her or her voice. "I live to please my master and he wants you dead." I swallow but try to keep a straight face, I can't let her see how she's intimidating me. "You already tried and you failed."

As far as I know, Tobia is always thinking of ways to kill him. "He wanted me to stop you from making a mistake. What's wrong?" That moron. As if Federico can stop me from doing something. Straightening, I smooth out my dress. Tobia is not stupid. He knows Federico can't stop me but he'll insist on coming along. So if shit hits the fan, there will be someone to take the blame for me. For some reason, that thought gives me back my confidence. Who says I'm not powerful? I have this man at my disposal. Not just him but a lot of men rely on me to put food on their table. I am the Black Queen. A failed attempt shouldn't scare me. I will scour the earth for that bastard and make him pay for trying

’ ‘No, it…’ Fafnir began to say, as the ground beneath them opened quickly and a black beast burst from the crack it created in the ground, roaring as it did, knocking Fafnir back and causing Rex to fall from his place on his shoulder, rolling as he hit the ground to prevent any broken bones. ‘What the f**k is that?’ Rex asked, staring at a jet-black horned beetle that was now staring them down with small red eyes. ‘He has seemingly tamed a royal lava beetle, I thought them on the brink of extinction, even during my time,’ Fafnir replied, ‘Judging by its size, it is fully grown so its armour is practically impenetrable.’ ‘So we can’t attack it from the top, so from underneath might not be ar

All of a sudden, an angry roar broke the originally solemn atmosphere, which made all the disciples who had been holding their hearts panic. "Roar!" A bloodthirsty roar also sounded on the black sea. It was a huge black monster. Its body was as large as a snake's, at least twenty meters. The other party suddenly jumped out of the Black Sea. Its terrifying and ferocious head was exceptionally clear. Its sharp fangs ruthlessly pounced toward a Six Winged Heavenly Wind Beast. It was the Six Winged Heavenly Wind Beast that Axe Peak's disciple was riding on.

Eyes popping ; her mouth opened in a silent scream , she backed away . Malcolm's head had ejected itself , detaching itself from the body , and the creature whatever it was squirted out its head from the gaping hole , where Malcolm's head was a few seconds ago . Bits and pieces of flesh and blood spattered on the dome , drenching Chelsea in a shower of blood . And emerged a Spider the size of an elephant , eight-eyed, eight-legged, black, hairy, gigantic. Clicking its pincers. Its appearance was similar to that of a tarantula but only a lot bigger and dangerous , and the most funny thing -

The ceiling didn't just crack; it pulverized. The diamond-tipped Mantis-Borer—a segmented, robotic centipede designed for deep-crust mining—shrieked as it ground through the final layer of basalt. It was a masterpiece of the Iron Mind’s engineering: a relentless, unfeeling predator that didn't need to breathe, bleed, or think. "Flares! Now!" Siren screamed.

Just an order. I stepped out, closed the door behind me, and shifted back into my beast form. Stone blurred beneath my paws as I tore through Blackreach, past its gates and straight for the edge of the Whispering Woods. By the time I reached Brammon and Rhydan, the forest line was already crawling with movement. Manticores came first. Dozens of them—their humanlike faces fixed in those eerie, empty expressions. Lion bodies, scorpion tails arched high, each one moving in perfect, unnatural formation.

It was almost absurd how these two monsters could battle like this and not level the entire house in seconds. Her wind tattoo and owls were still at work, searching the bone enclosure for any vulnerable point they could exploit... any crack, seam, or weakness that might give them a way out. The mantis pivoted sharply, its armor deflecting two tentacles with a metallic clang. Another tentacle managed to latch onto its side, suction cups finding purchase between armor plates. With an ear-splitting crunch, the mantis snapped its free claw down and sheared the tentacle in half. Jeric’s shriek was deafening, a keening squeal that rattled Arah’s teeth. Green blood sprayed across the floor.

Swish! A flash of steel slice them into half, like an army they descended swiftly from the mountain each wanted to fornicate with the softness of his skin enticed by his blood. Allan held his sword and charge towards them, slicing anyone that got closer to him like a one-man army Allan slice and so he killed all mantises remaining the boss. He sat atop a hill of dead praying mantis when he hears a growled. The king of praying mantis descended from the mountain taking him by surprise. He was 15 meters tall similar to a mid giant.