Novel & Cerita Immortal Blizzard Beasts

you take care of him" She replied annoyed and snatched her flute from her hands before walking away. Maya rubbed her face exhausted. "Why are you doing this, Damon?... Mira is not made for you!" Damon smirked when Dil crossed the leading horses. "That's my girl... You are made for me, just like your owner... Fiery and strong!" "His elbow is bleeding!" Durga said in panic. "Is this race more important than his life?" "You don't know, babe!"

She lifted something into the air with both hands. Brea sucked in a huge breath when she finally realized that Victoria held a baby high into the air, a bright blue blanket swathed the boy as he began to cry. The whole beautiful setting turned from a sparkling scene to a black ash color before her very eyes. Everything blurred and the once bright colors ran together, like a Rockwell painting gone wrong. She could hear a loud roaring, it sounded like that time when a tornado passed close to where she lived in town last year. Her body shook as her stomach heaved. This can’t be real! She leaned her head back and screamed, “NOOOO!”

“Then choose someone else. Find an omega to spread for you. I will not be your beast’s mate.” The words hit like iron, but I only leaned down again, letting my breath scorch his lips. “The beast won’t take anyone now,” I said. “It wants only you.” I pressed once more—hard—drawing a sound he could not swallow. “Soon, Aurelian, neither will you.” ———

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.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

"BOOM!" their conversation was cut short because of a great explosion before them. "SPLASH!" The raging waters fell off to return flooding the oceans as the tendrils of the technique casted by Old Man Ammon was forcefully crushed by the magical beast. "What kind of monstrosity is that?" Dorothy muttered without expecting any kind of response from her comrades. "It resembles a lot like the Chaos Steeds of Willowdale. But that only takes into account its appearance. No Chaos Steed would match an immortal. Not even if you put a trillion legions of them together."

Even Samuel looked at the dragon and the tiger in the sky in a daze. "This..." Xiaobai was also at a loss as to what to do.”Let's put it this way. Generally speaking, the Individual immortal tribulations are the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder. It leads to one Purple Thunder Beast and one of the Four Heavens Beast. However, I don't quite understand why you attracted two." "Am I too strong?" Samuel asked in confusion. "Maybe." Xiaobai shook his head. "Hiss!"

It seemed like most of the beast around the area would be around that stage. To Grayson and Rudy, they could probably deal with acquired stage beasts. Innate stage beasts would be incredibly difficult, however, as were spring solidifying realm ones. If they encounter a spring solidifying realm beast in the end, the other two would probably not even need to struggle. They would be killed in one swipe of a claw.

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

This had become a viable path, and after the firmament shattered, the maritime immortal region had become quite desirable to the mainland immortal region. Although maritime immortals killed countless dark beasts each year, the reproduction rate of dark beasts was astonishingly high, far beyond human comprehension. They seemed endless; the more they were killed, the more they bred. Over time, the number of dark beasts—both mature ones and those that had not fully developed—became overwhelming. Humans relied on formations to manage them. Typically, every fifty years, a minor beast swarm would occur. This swarm helped to eliminate the less capable dark beasts. In other words, when dark beasts r