Malzeno Monster Hunter Novels & Stories

Name : Mutant Level : 1 (Class : Z) Strength : 10 Vital : 25 Agility : 5 Lucky me, my agility is better, the slap from monster reduces its strength. I just use battle attrition then, hit and run. Need two more punch left, to defeat this creature. Stealth mode active, he runs with full speed, max strength. after hit, Xiao disappeared, maintain a distance, before the monster tries to slap him. Once more time, to kill it. Bang! After the monster dies, a small ball of crystal show up from the creature. Xiao Wan didn't use Berserk, he wants to know his own limit. System! Upgrade my State to level 1, Alchemy to Beginner 1, and storage to 5.000 Meters.

The area ahead had been cut short, so I could see the family ahead. Two gigantic monsters dominated the area behind Orlando and Ringo. The first looked like an absolute nightmare. It had the body of a dog but had glorious white fur that was bristled like echidna's spikes. The canine teeth were so long that they hung over the sides of its mouth; with the others gradually disappearing under the gums as they got smaller. Daggered bones protruded up along the spine and along the back of its arms and legs. Just looking at them made me feel insignificant compared to it. I noticed that the front hands were humanoid, like mine, but sharper in the long fingers. The claws were also white, but every se

"I'm—I'm sorry Sam. I know you tried to save him with all your might. But I, I was just . . . really furious right now!" "That's why we should stop blaming each other. We have a enemy to interrogate and to kill." Malco led the way with Alexander, Mel of the fey clan, Jason with Sam supporting in his shoulders behind him. They reached the dungeon where the the person was being chained with silver bane. A painful and very sharp weapon created by the Werewolf faction. This time he pulled the trigger and raised the gun in their enemy face. "Where is Alexandra?!" Alexander demanded as he dug the gun in his wound, causing the person to shriek in pain. But after a minute he began laughing and spat

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.

It must be fascinating to be up there watching your creations suffer yet still look for you. Lucas got to Santuario del Santo Cristo near midnight already after making sure Selene is already in deep sleep. He turned off the car engine after he parked beside the church and stepped out. When he is approaching near to Domus Malum, he felt some different energy. An ominous feeling that was very familiar to him. His eyes widened when he figured out where the energy comes from, he rushed down to the bunker and opened the door to Domus Malum. “Zera!” He yelled for her name as soon as he got inside. He ran to the lounge to find it cold empty and left untouched. He rushed to his room, pushing the doo

The sun was already overhead. The Lantian peak on the first floor of the Forsaken Fortress broke out in noise. It was early morning, and the day had not yet become noon. The sky was clear, with no clouds to block the warm rays of the morning sun. At that moment, the crowd of first-floor Hunters and Fighters left the Safe Zone, and charging towards the flat ground, they surrounded Magmar. As mentioned earlier. Magmar was a world monster whose appearance was very rare. Its body looked like a woman, but it had the body of a snake. Her health points were unreasonable - twenty thousand points.

Infact , the deep fissure that was enough to swallow Her and Ron whole was no where enough to even take a single hoove of that monster . " What in the world is that ?" said Chelsea with a deep breath , trying her best to not to freak out " Its horrible and What's this horrible stench coming in our direction " The closer the monster came to them , the closer it brought it stench of rotting meat with it . Soon the stench wafting over to their direction overcame her nostrils and Chelsea silently gagged . Gosh , when was the last time this monster took a bath ? " Its a minotauraus " said Malcolm unlike Ron and Chelsea he haven't covered his nose ; maybe being closer to the minotauraus for so lon

on my light pink gown. Who cared anyway, Well, a lot of people care about it, but I didn't, I was too awesome for that. The forest came into clear, to revealed a small circle patch without trees looming over it, stood a house. Wooden, light brown, matching the color of dry ground below it, it stood tall but barely there. I inhaled, gathered all my courage and stepped closer to the house, my guards long gone. They didn't know the way to the small shabby house of the warrior. A house where i would knock at soon. I raised my hand to knock on the cracked old wooden door. "Who are you looking for?" A deep rough voice startled me. I almost jumped three feet in the air. I turned slowly to

[Species: Newborn Imp] HP: 29/50 DEF: 15 ATK:4 (Weakened) [Skills: Scavenging*, Iron claw*, Sprint*, Play dead**, Stealth***] My HP decreases every few hours, and if I am not wrong once the HP hits 0 I'll be dead. So finding food is necessary not just to quench my hunger but to survive. I swore even the vegetables that I hated in my past life sounds delicious as hell. But I have already found a prey. In the past 4 days, I have seen one monster that was not a Warg or an Orc. And it's in my sight. [Zameleon: A lizard-type monster with little to none of Sky dragon blood. Has camouflaging abilities. Found in the upper levels of the Great Earth Dungeon. Weakness: Head]

One left. She turned, her chest heaving, her knuckles bleeding beneath the crumbling stone armor. The third monster had stopped at the edge of the mud trap. It looked at its dead companions, then looked at the human woman standing amidst the gore. It didn't charge. The chaotic purple light in its eyes began to pulse with a blinding, erratic intensity. The veins on its grey scalp bulged, glowing with toxic, unstable mana. This was no mere brawler. This was a Mana-Ghoul—a creature whose internal magic was so volatile and broken that it was essentially a living bomb.