Novel & Cerita He Who Fights Monsters Book 3

A human walking along, nothing more. As soon as I find myself almost above Hafgan’s aura, I swoop down and land in front of him. Startled at my sudden appearance, he lets out a scream and leaps back, away from me. He points, eyes wide at me as though seeing me is something for him to fear. I’m not sure what he is thinking. Maybe he is worried I’ll finish him off for good? I push that thought out of my mind and lift my head proudly as I boom, “I challenge you to a battle!”

"Silent everyone - Quit the murmuring and mumbles. Two is a number, three is a discussion. We have a third person in our midst, we would like to know why, and who it is." "Yes!" The crowd cheered him. He continued after calm was restored. "Sporge - the great hunter of honor, where are you coming from? Why do you have this strange creature with you?" "Creature? Great lord general, that is a monster." That was the voice of lord Dido, an honorable member of the court. He wore a red linen tunic, a pair of leather sandals, and a hat. They murmured among themselves. "My people, this is not a good day for so much drama. I have directed my questions to Sporge - the great hunter of honor, let him sp

Kai cracked his knuckles again, a slow smile spreading across his face. “Good,” he said. “I was hoping he’d make this interesting.” I stared at them. At all three of them. This wasn’t over. Not even close. And for the first time… I wasn’t just caught in the middle. I was part of the fight now. “Tell me what to do,” I said quietly. All three of them looked at me. This time— Not like something fragile. Something… else. Dante nodded once. “Stay close,” he said.

"Zergs have corrosive blood! Their shells are hard! They are immune to bullets! Normal people can't kill them!" "Can or can't, we'll see after I try," I say, eyeing the joint between the monster's head and body. I kick off the wall, launching myself into the air. "And who said I was normal?" The Zerg opens its mandibles. I catch its antennae mid-air and swing myself onto its back. I flip the axe in my hand. Thwack. I drive the blade precisely into the gap in its neck armor. I hold onto the handle for dear life as the monster thrashes. I twist the blade. Green slime sprays out. I dodge to the side, avoiding the corrosive splash. Below me, I can feel the axe handle melting from the acid.

Another child clung to the Beta's leg as the monsters shrieked and lunged, claws slicing through the earth like sharpened steel. The Beta fought with all his strength, his blades a blur of motion, his body drenched in blood and sweat. "Get the hell away from them you creepy monster!" he roared, placing himself between the hidden survivors and the approaching monstrosities. The creature stopped, tilting its head. A horrifying, mocking smile curled across its face. "The creepy monster that's about to kill you," it said, voice smooth, cold, and calm. The Beta froze. They could speak.

What a monster. ************

Dark flames circled me like a storm. I shot the flames straight at the monster’s head. BOOM! The explosion lit up the dark for a moment. When the smoke cleared, the giant hollow was missing half of its face, but it was still standing. "Impossible," one assistant whispered in fear. I landed on the ground, frowning. "You dare resist me?" I said to the monster. The hollow spirit roared and charged at me again. This time, I stood my ground. I raised both my hands and summoned a dark chain from the underworld.

Mine own packageth shall protecteth the people from the demon's attacketh. Sushi politely responded to me. His throaty voice reverberated as it came from within. "Thank you." I thanked Sushi and after that Sushi howled and I heard howls around. Their howl is creepy and I made my downy hairs raised to no end. Immediately I noticed the footsteps running as if they were chasing each other. I didn't dare to open the window. I don't want demons to see me and attack me. But I know that among those footsteps are necromancers fighting demons. I breathed a sigh of relief because the battle between the immortal and the demons would not be intense. Necromancer's aid is substantial in this fight.

She felt badly about the fact that, in order to win the fight, she’d have to destroy them, but it couldn’t be helped. Her debating took up precious moments that allowed the horde to close in on Rex who was stubbornly guarding the deer. He worried that she was going to behave with this horde like she had with the lone zombie. Was he up to fighting the lot of them on his own? Had he realized that would be the case, he’d have been more on the offensive instead of the defensive. Taking a deep breath, he drove his knife through the nearest skull as the walking dead got so close that their stench almost overwhelmed him. He’d killed two more before Kendra was at his side doing the same.

When we reached a height that allowed me to see the span of the fighting, I signaled for him to stop. “We won’t last long here,” he said. “I’m already tiring.” I focused on the spells I’d read in Morena’s book. I knew that since it was only a ruse to throw us off that aliens created the horrific weapons that were chiseling away at my heroic supernatural warriors, she had to have gotten her magic from her grimoire. Therefore, the antidote was in there too. I memorized it before hiding the grimoire and setting off to save Gwendoline.