Lord Beerus Novels & Stories

… Zikk's brow furrowed as he sensed the overwhelming aura emanating from the beastmen general. And as he laid eyes upon the majestic figure of the golden beastman, standing tall amidst the chaos of battle, the name of a renowned beastman finally resurfaced in his memory. Golden Lion Riben. Legend has it that Riben, the mighty beastman, had unlocked the elusive King Form, a power that only a select few could harness and wield at will. If the whispers were true, and Riben had truly mastered the art of controlling the dangerous aftermath of this ability, then he was undoubtedly a force to be reckoned with, deserving of a title that echoed his monstrous prowess.

I started doing odd jobs for them, stuff no one wanted to do, cleaning up messes, and working my way up to pay-to-hire gigs. The Volkovs were an ancient clan of Russian werewolves, tracing their supernatural lineage back thousands of years. They taught me all about being an alpha and they were the family I had never had growing up with my abusive father. Alex and a few others had wanted to kill my father for what he’d done to me, but I refused. I wanted the bastard alive and knowing his son hated him and would never forgive him. Now, I never wanted for friends or money. Aside from my adoptive family, I had a group of guys who had my back.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

They were endless and they seemed to have disappeared into the void one after another. It was a Buddha Demon. He was also Lord Buddha of the Great Leiyin Monastery in the Western Desert on the Land of Infinity. Ding Hao recognized him at a glance. When Ding Hao felt the power of the Buddha Light, he guessed that it must be Lord Buddha. In addition, the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region had appeared before, so Ding Hao was not surprised. What really stunned him was that he saw two familiar figures beside Lord Buddha of the Great Leiyin Monastery.

Another fox mutant—a Seventh-grade Beast Lord – fell being struck down by the tiger Beast Lord, dismembered into two by its claws and it died on the spot. Roar! The golden lion displayed his Lion’s Roar technique to its full efficacy, shaking the rings of summits nearby. His sound wave attacks hit a Seventh-grade fox beast Lord, causing it to wobble unsteadily in its steps and that allowed the golden-maned lion to pounce and rip its head off its neck. The white elephant made a more terrifying performance. Glowing from top to bottom in a blinding white radiance, the mammoth stomped on another low-tiered fox Beast Lord using its column-thick legs, turning it into minced meat.

"You've stopped me many times now, Kaiser Fern! There's no way in hell I'll let you become the ultimate elite!" A furious Kaiser reached out to grab Bahamut's head, sucking him into his body. An explosion sounded through the air the next second, with dark energy waves spreading in all directions. The Dark Lord cried out in agony as he turned to dust. "You have no right to challenge me, you imbecile!" "What about me, then?" Kaiser turned around to see Wilbur gripping his Azure Dragon Spear, driving it deep into Kaiser’s ribs. Kaiser grabbed the spear the next second, and it began to rapidly absorb the energy in his body before transferring it to Wilbur.

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

Releasing Azura, I took a step forward, knowing that he was someone I was going to need to deal with personally. “As you can see, you can’t win here. Just accept your punishment and perhaps in time you can earn your freedom back.” Slowly moving toward him, I kept my voice low, so as not to startle him. When his gaze met mine, I knew that there was no luck. He looked as if he was teetering on the deep end. His eyes flickered between half-crazed and half-freaked out. Before I could take another step forward, his body began to shift into Dragon form.

God damn this guy doesn't think, Dami thought. "Yes of course,the information first. Right now I don't know anything about him. The only intel I have on him is the one we all know... That he's a powerful man in the game,apart from that I don't know anything", Korede replied Dami while he grabbed the bottle of liquor that was next to him. He had it with him when he was coming downstairs to Dami. Even though Dami didn't notice before,he did now.

Sauntering towards the door where the voice had been coming, I quietly opened the door and peeped through it. "I don't give a fuck, Wym! Just do whatever you can to prevent the spread of this news. I don't want people to know about that woman!" Luther growled, glaring at that bald man who stood right in front of him. I couldn't see the face of that man because his back was facing me. But judging by his appearance, I could tell that he was important. He was short and sturdy, wearing a blue suit, unlike Luther's black suit men. Frowning, I took a couple of steps so that I could hear them properly.