Monster Hunter Nargacuga Novels & Stories

The convulsions stop and she is left panting. "Quickly, perform your healing spell right now before she gets attacked again!) The urgency in Mtungagore made us three crouch quickly so as to be near Tania. I do not know how, but the three of us start chanting in a very strange but certainly archaical language. Each of our left hand is on her head. In no time, a black smoke leaves through her nose and ears. Mtungagore doesn't waste time. He quickly captures the smoke and closes his pouch. I have come to know that peculiar pouch to be the demon snatcher.

He blinked up through blurry eyes, wiping at his tears, and then— His heart stopped. A monstrous figure loomed above him. "Grahhhhhhhh!" The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering, grotesque. Three times the size of a normal wolf. Its eyes burned a hellish red, gleaming with an unnatural hunger. Claws, long and curved, glinted under the weak moonlight. Saliva dripped from jagged teeth as it growled, a sound so deep it rattled through Logan’s bones.

The sand rolled about, forming weird symbols over the board. "No pall of darkness has ever before enveloped this holy land," the Hora uttered the words slowly, leaning over the board as if he was reading those signs. "You shall go on otherworldly quests, enter a fire-lit realm where no living soul has ever gone. When ashes fall from the roaring sky, you shall lead the Naga race to the Great War. The fate of the living—and the dead—rest upon you, O the great destroyer."

Tacamorga is summoned to my war room, he is my Head Hunter, and I am very proud of him, his fetes are unlike any other in my ranks, he's huge, even more so than I am at least 6 ft 8" and built like a tank, his skin is littered with scars and tattoos and he wears a Red eye patch over his right eye, he says it helps him focus and shoot better at his target, he is a man of very few words, I saved him from descending and he has been faithful to me ever since. It is obvious if he was on his way down to the depths it means he did not live a good life while he was living and judging from his skills, he was either a bounty hunter, assasssin or just a murderer for sport either which way it works out

Daftmonk was doing the best out of the three of them. His cultivation method required him to go through a variety of harsh environments. After decades of cultivation, Daftmonk had long been accustomed to all harsh environments. “We can’t stop now! If you stop here, you’ll die!” Daftmonk dragged Tyr and Gallain up against their will. The two of them struggled to move forward in the ice field with his assistance. Cacus was trailing ten meters behind them. There were numerous cracks in his body. Those cracks were left behind in the battle with those monsters along the way. He would have died a long time ago if he didn’t have a sacred body.

“Precisely. A den of Nagas had made a trade with the hiyasha in return for more Adamantine.” Nagas were yet another stuff of legend. The name referred to a breed of reptilian humanoid creatures, very tall and lithe and exhibiting a sort of savage ferocity in battle. But Aki knew from personal experience that there was truth in the rumors about the monster warriors. “A trade?” she echoed. “Why would they do that?” “Because Adamantine is the only thing on the planet that can break the shell of the Dragon God’s Egg.”

” He added. “Oh, Really? How touching.” Suddenly a weretiger walks approaching them. He wears a Byzantium thin mantle and cobalt blue shorts. He looks like a standing giant Sumatran Tiger. Jeje, Cocong, and ßenlong are vigilant. They are ready to attack it. “Cindaku, A demon half human and half tiger of Kerinci. Be careful. His strength isn’t a mere joke!” Jeje exclaimed. “Guys, let m-”

He was fine for just a while ago, then what went wrong? my heart racing as Sage pleaded with me to leave. "Lyra, please; I don't want to hurt you. You have to go, now." But I couldn't move; I couldn't tear my eyes away from his desperate gaze. "Sage, what's happening to you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He growled, his eyes flashing with a feral light. "Just go, Lyra! Please!" But I stayed, my feet rooted to the spot, as Sage's body began to contort and shift. His eyes protruded, his nails lengthening into razor-sharp claws. I screamed as he pounced, pinning me to the ground with a snarl.

Monster: Jade Forest Silverwing Wasp Monster Level: 23 Health: 27,000/27,000 Attack: 140 Defense: 70 Skills: Poisonous Stinger, Penetrating Drill, Bug Buzz, Reinforcement Call The creature itself wasn't anything special, just a half meter tall wasp that was slightly faster than average for a monster at its level. That being said, it shouldn't be underestimated as this monster has had Kirou busy for over twenty minutes now. The reason for this is due to the final skill that the Silverwing wasp possesses, .

Then, her dying in my arms. Her blood on my hands. Her voice calling me... monster. A burning vengeance ignites inside of me, and my eyes snap open. "Impossible—" they murmur. I inhale, and the restraints tremble. "Get away from me," I snarl, my healing ability kicking in. The blade clatters as my chest pushes it out and my restraints crack. My captors stumble backward. "He's regenerating! Stop him! Stop the frequency —" Too late.