Fantastic Beasts Beast Names Novels & Stories

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.

“She is no queen of ours when her beast has no rank.” In the North, beasts are ranked according to the color of their eyes, with come in five different colours. The bottom of that rank are omegas who have blue eyes, then just above them are the gamma beasts who have emerald green eyes which is identical to the beast that Ilena had shifted into. Just above the gamma beasts are the beta beasts who have Amber or golden coloured eyes and then at the top is the alpha beast who has crimson red eyes. It’s rare but a few beasts born from the original bloodline, can transform into a modified form of a beast but much more stronger and faster, they are called lycans and are identified by their pitch bl

“How strong is this liking?” I bit my lip. “Strong enough.” She squealed and scribbled something dramatically. “I’m giving him a gold star and a bonus point for cuteness.” “He’s not cute!” I protested. “He’s wolf-level cute. Different classification.” I shook my head but couldn’t stop smiling. Vivia’s list now had: Ares – Good wolf. No biting. She tapped the next name. Gunner. We both fell silent. “Oh boy,” Vivia muttered. “Oh boy is right,” I groaned.

“The world of magical creatures are hidden within yours. It’s for their own protection.” “So, you believe in magical creatures?” “Yes, ones that I’ve seen. I’ve heard of these werewolves and vampires but I’ve never seen them. I have seen a fairy but that was so long ago. they were like the size of my hand.” “So, fairies exist too?” “You sound like they wouldn’t. do you want to go for a ride?” Jace started to step back and turn around. Before he could get to what he assumed was the barrier Andi grabbed his hand and pulled him back. “I named his Minos. Another name for Cerberus.”

The Four Mythical Beasts responded in unison, their voices echoing across the entire meadow, causing the surrounding grass to tremble slightly. The Azure Dragon's roar was majestic, the Phoenix's cry was lively, the Northern Cosmic Protector's bellow was deep, and the White Tiger's growl was fierce. The four sounds intertwined, forming a powerful force that filled all the beasts with a strong sense of security. After explaining everything, Amelia looked at the beasts once more, her gaze full of tenderness and reluctance.

Fear flashed across her eyes. Darryl frowned and asked, "What?" She rolled her eyes and glanced at Darryl, as if she was looking at a fool. "You didn’t even know what it is? And you’re the Nine Heaven Sage?" After thinking for a while, she continued, "After Pangu split open the universe, many enchanted beasts have been born in it. The most famous ones are the four enchanted beasts, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Red Sparrow and Black Tortoise. Although Kunmeng is not as famous as the four enchanted beasts, his is no weak beast."

Hunter youth Zhang Fan recognized the five beasts. The five Ominous Beasts were called Foxy Wolf Beasts. They were a hybrid of ferocious fox and wolf. Their bloodline was not pure, leading to their limited demonic power. They were in large quantities and were slightly stronger than normal wild beasts. Moreover, they usually hunt in groups. Judging from their sizes, they were not fully grown yet. Usually, a beast's level could be distinguished by its Demon Aura.

Besides, as more beasts were killed, the battlefield was going to become a foul smelling damp. “Three Middle Class Magical Beasts? How would he deal with them?” Frowning Tiger noticed that Samoa was surrounded by three Middle Class Magical Beasts. Samoa was a Thrasher, so he was strong enough to handle every Middle Class Magical Beast, and average High Class Magical Beasts. High Class Magical Beasts like the Giant Black Mamba were outside his capabilities.

There, beyond the thicket, are the evil witches’ enchanted flying horses. They hover among the ancient pines, their wings folded close, their coats shimmering with an unearthly light. Each horse glows faintly—silver-blue, rose-gold, smoky gray, and deep obsidian—like pieces of the night sky given animal form. Their eyes gleam with magic, and my heart races with caution. These aren’t ordinary horses. They are creatures of darkness, bred and bound to witches. I expect them to be fierce and dangerous. I glance at Roxy. Her gaze is steady but curious. “Stay close,” I murmur.

"So, any questions?" I thought for a moment, before deciding to ask that thing I wanted to clarify first. "What are we called?" "We are the Feralis. The descendants of The Four Godly Beasts," she answered almost immediately. We soared up higher into the night sky, which made me glance at the crescent moon that seemed so close, yet so far. When I turned my eyes ahead, I ran into a cloud which made Morris laugh. "By The Four Godly Beasts, do you mean the vermilion bird, blue dragon, white tiger and black tortoise?" I wondered and shook off the dew I got onto my wings by accidentally going through a cloud.