Invincible Comic Battle Beast Novels & Stories

My mother, Keenan. I can't leave them, I must get back. So once again I push myself one last time and when the beast's head is close to mine, I lash out and bite just bellow his right ear. He whines from pain but still doesn't release me. He then turns his head up and howls and then soon later, six more wolves appear around us. I know that this fight is really over now. I won't escape the seven wolves, especially with my wounded legs. So I stop struggling. Now, my fight is over. But if not now, I will still find a way to get out.

It used it hand to cover his face and the fire burnt it instead. Sharon bounced on the wall and used her toe claw to slash the beats shoulder. She moaned out and the wound healed up immediately. The beast pushed the fire back and it hits Tara away. Elsa dashed at the beat as it launches a claw punch, she sides over it slashing it leg. The beast turned quickly to kick her as she rose up but Sharon bicycle kicked the Beast and he crashed unto The wall. She launch a punch but the beast rolled away and she hit her hand on the wall.

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

Indigo The beast was just as good as Sinclair. Whatever liquid he had taken had increased his already massive strength to a level I had not expected from him. He had the skills and the stamina to rival me. He was definitely on drugs. He had boosted his strength to a level which I could not imagine. When he moved like a blur towards me to smack me away, Martha came between us to protect me as she blasted him away with lightning which destroyed the land we stood on. The shockwave from that blast had me flying backwards in surprise as I had not been expecting that kind of attack, while the beast fell to the ground, his body melting from the blast.

The dead beast has four arms, just like the last monster, but its skin is red instead of being the color of bark. The next beast comes out, and I recognize the creature as another Bunte. The big champion fighting it is from Cok, and he doesn't waste a second before beheading the clueless monster. The next few fights are fast and easy. Jali was absolutely correct in saying this round is easy for the champions. Now I am not saying the different beasts aren't terrifying. They are. But the champions act like they are nothing. No matter how giant or horrifying the monster is, each champion approaches his enemy with a calm attitude.

"You are mistaken. As long as I'm breathing, it is." The beast bellowed, shaking the air. It charged, and Eric moved quicker than I imagined possible. He confronted the beast full-on, sending a tremor through the room. "Eric!" I shouted, my heart pounding as the two collided. Eric battled like a force of nature, with precise and violent moves. But the beast was no ordinary adversary. It brushed off his punches as if they were nothing, its claws slashing perilously close. "Run, Kyara!" Eric yelled, his voice strained as he battled to maintain his position.

Japhtar shrieked from the rear lines, and I caught the look of fear on Nola’s face as the monster gripped her by the meat of her arms, dragging her to the guards standing around him before he started to transform too. I roared again, charging toward him as the bubble and snap of balls of muscle popped out from his back and chest, the ugly veins throbbing against his singed fur until he was bigger than me. A mammoth of strength and wickedness that opened the bullet of his large jaws to bellow waves of rage toward me as I sprinted to meet him, slapping his disciples out of the way like they were all but flies in my salad.

Her head tilts slightly as she watches me fight through the rogues, like someone observing an experiment. Untouchable. I bare my teeth. What is this situation? “Don’t you want in on this action?” I call out, breath steady despite the chaos. Becca smiles faintly. “Rather not. I’m conserving energy,” she replies lightly. “Orion’s blood didn’t exactly leave me at full strength. Another flick of her fingers. Rogues leap at once. I drop low, sliding across the floor between them. One collides with the other mid-air. I rise behind them and slam an elbow into a spine before driving my fist into the other wolf’s ribs. The impact sends it tumbling over the balcony.

Kane landed right on his back and the beast climbed on his chest. It tried to bite his face off but he kicked it in its stomach and sent it over him with the push of his powerful legs and he got up, dusting his clothes. ‘Looks fun. Should we join?’ Melora asked. As I watched them battle, I questioned where the beast came from. It was like nothing I’d ever seen. I would say it was a hairless oversized albino wolf that looked like it needed a break from life. Where did it come from? And why did it suddenly want to attack us?