Japanese Monster Turtle Novels & Stories

“No, it can’t be.” The self-centered guitarist felt a cold, crippling shock run down his spine after seeing the mysterious image. Taylor felt a similar dread. “I saw this image the first time I got Barracuda,” Taylor in awe. The image was a humanoid Kaiju covered in purple and black armor, but with the head of an octopus. “Is that --” “Mason Black,” Soundhound answered before Taylor could finish.

Not until he saw a lizard above. “Oh? A lizard,” Wonwoo said. Looking at the lizard, he forgot his worries for a moment and then remembered the day when a big bug was caught in the Jeon’s mansion. Later on, they found out that the huge monster’s like bug are the experimental bug that was used in making the Kentoki flower. “I thought a pokemon evolved,” he murmured then burst out of laughing until he felt the intense of his stomach. A baritone laughs echoed cheerfully inside the room.

It is impossible for me to feed all the monsters alone. The monsters are spawned as newborns, which means they cannot hunt for themselves. The problem can be solved, however. It's all about traps. In the same way, as the pigs fell into the nest, I could create traps and lay bait for the monsters, which would provide me and my army with food. However, all of that could wait. [21 hours] There is only a day left until the wave begins. It's finally time. [STATUS] Name: JIN Race:Demon of Sloth(Elite)

It was one of the Four Congenial Beasts, the Giant Turtle. Darryl noticed that the Giant Turtle looked like the Black Tortoise of the Four Great Godly Beast, but the difference was that the Giant Turtle had a huge dragon head instead. Its back seemed to be the tail of a kylin. Its entire body glowed with maroon flames. It was a terrifying sight to behold. "Dude!" Just as Darryl was still stunned, the Giant Turtle locked its eyes on him and said arrogantly, "Give me your powers. Give me all of them. That would be the greatest honor for you."

Seconds later, the sound of large wings disturbing the air drew Nya’s eyes skyward. He appeared over the moon first, as he always seemed to do, pausing there, silhouetted by the silver light, his red and black scales glimmering. Looking up at him, it was hard to think of him as anything other than a magnificent winged creature, a legendary, mythological being of mass proportion. Nya’s mouth dropped open as she gazed up at him, her awe temporarily disturbing her mission.