Class Monsters Novels & Stories

“You really think you can just walk into the Afolayan territory and dictate who bloodlines with who, Ronan?” I gripped the handlebars of my phantom-black combat cycle, my wolf pacing aggressively beneath my skin as the digital display flickered to life. The engine thrummed, a low, predatory growl that mirrored the tension vibrating through the entire perimeter of the Moonveil Grand Hall.

Roland thought briefly, gestured and said, "OK, you're right, with our ongoing local army power to monitor the entire city wall, isn't extremely practical." Van'er felt exceptionally pleased, His Greatness really… concurred with his view? Be that as it may, he didn't expect the following words the sovereign said, "Wicked Monsters are as it were just a variation of typical monsters, they don't turn out to be more shrewd, right?"

Debby asked curiously. “Land of monsters.” Answered Rio who was beside her. “Bigger and crueler mystical beasts live there. Dragons, Krakens, and others inhabit that Realm.” He continued. “Nope. Not on my list of destinations.” Debby said shaking her head. Lilly chuckled. She thought werewolves and Lycans were monsters. But after hearing the creatures from earlier, she withdrew that thought again. “Then this? Debby asked pointing to the last one. The roll of paper was smaller and older. And almost everywhere seems to be covered in black ink. Lilly frowned when she saw it.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

"*grrrr..." Several monsters immediately directed their intimidating gaze towards us. There were about two hundred monsters ahead of us. As I observed, they resembled black-skinned Minotaurs, each wielding a large axe in their right hand. They stood at around two meters tall, clearly stronger than the group of skeletons we encountered earlier. It seemed they also had the attribute of darkness—a Minotaur with the attribute of darkness. "*Slash..." "*Whoosh..." [Wind Arrow] [Light Arrow]

You can see Liem and his three new friends talking. "We're going to enter the forest," said Liem "Yes, Monster Forest" said Andy "Monster Forest" said Liem "Yes, that's right, the forest is full of various monsters. Beasts and also many ancient ruins," said Khan. “Ancient Ruins and Beast Beasts,” Liem said "Take it easy, I have a plan, but first I want to know where your Spiritual Strength level is, Liem." Asked Roberto. "I am at the first or early level of silver," Liem said

He sneered. "Now you are acting bossy, huh!" He said while running towards a trainee fighting not too far from him. Nonetheless, he noticed the monster rushing towards him. Yman doesn't know if what was the name of these monsters. Above their head, only the health bar in red color and the numbers inside it were displayed. Above the red health bar, the three question marks could be seen. Since their system deity was from the earth above, the monsters registered on it were limited only from the monsters on earth above or Outerworld. So the monsters in this world were unknown to the system deity.

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)

Their long and thin tongue is stuck out as if they are already craving human flesh. The hole emits miasma nonstop as it stands as the portal to hell. Every moment, other creatures were materialized and given life. Goblins, Golems, Ghouls, Orge, Imps, Lich, Warlocks, you name it! To make everything short, everything related to the corrupted souls of Tartaro. I look at Phelan, and I see no fear on him despite the innumerable foes. Neither anyone in my pack shows fear. Instead, I see their excitement in their hazel orbs.

The monsters are the ones who lose their children and sit down to cry. I do not sit. I take back what’s mine. Yes, Veronica, the spoiled girl, is dead. Crimson Rogue has taken her place.