Final Fantasy 11 Beastmaster Novels & Stories

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

"I finally got my path, I decided for the golemancy branch, it's not as cool as being the heart of the abyss and whatnot, but yeah, this is nice too." "Ohhh, what did you choose?" "Spirit beast summoner. I can summon spiritual beasts to fight for me. But I need to get materials to make their cores, but that's something that money can resolve…" then, the dog started looking at him with a disdainful gaze. "Envy me, puny mortal." It was David's turn to roll his eyes. "Yeah, fuck you." "Likewise"

Humans lacked inherited memory, so even if dark immortals obtained dark beast limbs, they couldn’t gain the beast's legacy and remained inferior to real dark beasts. A dark beast's wisdom increased with their level, matching human intelligence by level eight. However, a dark immortal’s intelligence decreased over time as they used dark beast limbs. A real demon beast would use its innate skills to attack the formation's weakest point. Jac, however, relied on physical attacks. When he realized the formation hadn't broken, he stopped his assault and began circling it.

After refining it, he could become the Baleful Devil White Ape in a short period of time and gain one-tenth of that ancient beast's power. Ou Bodang was at the peak of the congenital grandmaster realm, Semi Great Grandmaster Realm. However, as he became a Baleful Devil White Ape, though his realm did not improve, his combat strength would soar to that of the six-apertured great grandmaster. Besides, he could also use part of the ape's Magic Skills, such as great power, invulnerability muscles. He was almost invincible in physical strength, which was one of his hidden cards. Unfortunately, his opponent was Luo Lan, who was always mysterious.

Tears burned as they welled in her eyes. The world shook. His gaze snapped to the Embertaur that had tackled her. The beast tucked its shadowy tail and averted its yellow eyes. The Master’s hands balled into fists as he glared at the cowering Embertaur. Veins protruded from his neck and arms, and an awful yowl filled Amerie’s ears. Kierian covered her body and tried to get her to turn away, but she couldn’t. She watched as shadows vanished from the Embertaur one by one. Steam escaped from the beast’s body as it screamed. The yellow of its eyes dimmed to gray as its legs buckled. The Master did not look away. The beast’s yelps and screams turned to echoes as nothing but bones collapsed to the

The Mercenaries’ Guild had even compiled a dedicated bestiary, indispensable to adventurers. The Blackarmored Boar was no easy opponent. Thick-skinned and heavily built, it could achieve terrifying speed in a full charge. Though it possessed no spell-like abilities, its lethality was not to be underestimated. “Smear this across your chest,” Instructor Beff said, tossing him a black pill. Logo did as instructed. Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest.

Trapping a thousand people in a single formation, defending an entire city with a single grand formation. The beastmasters could control the demonic beasts by taming them, they could create their own army of demonic beasts. But the beastmasters were rather rare in this world. The spiritual chefs were also similar to chefs, but they could make spiritual dishes using the meat of demonic beasts and spiritual herbs. Not only the spiritual dishes tasted many times more delicious than ordinary dishes, but they also have the same effect as medicine pills but a little lower compared to the pills. Because the spiritual chefs could preserve the essence of demonic beast's meat and spiritual herbs.

He left no opportunity of chipping their flesh and crushing their bones. Unfortunately, despite being pitted against 6 hunters fighting tooth and nail, his rhythm was terrifying enough to overpower most of their group attacks. Not only was the beast able to hit Maira, Agenor and Falco, he was able to injure Phantom as well. Two minutes into the battle, and they realized something unexpected, Falco was not able to hold himself anymore. It seemed as if his berserk skill ended prematurely, 2 minutes before even the expected time. However, only Creed knew that wasn't true.

I kept my face in a cool mask of indifference as she continued, the spear that was still in my shoulder burning hotly. “Have you forgotten so soon Beast? What got you here in the first place? You are a copy of your father! A brutish beast who can never love any-” Ma Jules spewed before I wrenched her head back, snapping it messily from her neck just as I felt her spine break under my foot and the body crumple to the gritty floor. I sighed heavily, howling a guttural dirge of exhausted victory as the full moon’s energy caressed the fur of my Alpha.

Therefore, Halvir knew that Hans was a troublesome opponent. Most beastmen fight with their instincts and gut feelings alone. Only a few fights with strategies in their brains. Added experience, that's what makes beastmen able to enter the *Amethyst ranking, let alone *Sapphire. But Hans is often underestimated by those who don't know anything. It's different with the high-level beastmen. Because they are very experienced. Their instincts know that Hans is not an easy opponent if he intends to fight.