Novel & Cerita Nen Beast

The Hellion whined eating a chocolate by bringing his mask down. They had been standing here for over half an hour now and it was getting on his nerves. “ You will see! ” Beast stated with a smirk adorning his lips under the mask. Seeing a figure at the start of the forest, The Hellion stood straight and pulled out his gun from his jacket's pocket. “ Tch! ” Beast tched and raised his hand to push the nozzle of the gun down that was pointed at the figure moving in the distance. “ She is harmless. ” He chuckled lightly and it dawned upon The Hellion that she was Anastasia Adams.

Even though he didn't have to go calling him in respectful terms the other ordinary wolves needed to call him with, he still did his part to respect the hierarchy set before them. "Kane," Zane said, his voice low. Baritone male, deep and heavily British accented voice, a voice that was the vocalization of smooth silk. "Yes, brother. I have news." "Speak." Zane said, then threw his cloak back on. "Well, tonight is a full moon." "Much like any other?" Zane asked, turning fully to Kane. His blood red eyes thinned a little. "No, brother. Your wolf will be taken tonight." Kane said, his voice small, as if he hated to break it to Zane.

That was a problem they would inevitably face next. Kate's charming face grew serious, and she explained, “According to Grandpa, it's divided into three parts—mechanisms, beast trials, and human trials!” Mechanisms were easy to understand. Andrius had seen and experienced many over the years. However, what were beast and human trials? Then, he asked, “Tell me about the beast and human trials.” Kate nodded and began to explain, “The beast trial is actually a rare spirit turtle raised by the Turtle Sage called Baser. According to legends, Baser has been alive for thousands of years and possesses formidable strength far beyond ordinary beings.”

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?

A big part of me feels like he doesn’t want to be here. “One time, he managed to crush the heads of 8 rogues while he was pushing through the crowd. I’ve seen it myself, and it was just pure rage,” Zeke excitedly explained with a large grin on his face as if he was talking about something entertaining. I blinked at him and looked at Amir, but he just shook his head at me. “They attack with fire, Brute hates fire.” Brute said, his voice was deep and monotone. I was surprised that he even spoke.

a hunter ordered his men to retreat. Alpha Alec? The ground vibrated with the hunters’ heavy footsteps, and the air shuddered with another ferocious howl. Even though it intimidated me, I stole a glimpse above the trench. I had to see Alpha Alec for myself, and as soon as I did, I wished I hadn’t. He was terrifying, worse than Godzilla and King Kong put together. I snatched in a gasp as the gargantuan-sized Lycanthrope pushed through the trees as if they were just weeds in an overgrown garden, leaving a trail of carnage behind him. He seized one of the deserting hunters and trapped him in his giant claws. Before I had time to avert my gaze, he bit off his head and spat it onto the ground. Th

Bella warns. “What’s a Kaiju?” Ember asks. “Giant monsters.” Casey responds. Ember makes an O shape with her mouth. “I’ve already dealt with one. It was in the prison of the damned.” I say. “It’s dead now.” “Well then.” Casey says. “Giant monsters shouldn’t be a problem then. You must have killed Gojira, the King of the Monsters. However, there is a three headed dragon that guards that temple. It’s called Onaga.”

Ronan didn’t hesitate. His body cracked and bent, the shift overtaking him in one fluid, violent motion. His skin split open like a second birth, revealing the beast beneath—taller than any normal wolf, monstrous and terrifying with fur black as midnight, hooked claws, demon horns, and glowing eyes that promised death. His roar shattered the forest. The first rogue sprinted straight at him, thinking brute force would be enough. It wasn’t. Ronan met him mid-leap, caught his skull between his jaws, and crushed it like an overripe melon. Blood sprayed across the snow in a thick arc as he tossed the corpse aside with a flick of his neck.

he asked Duke, not minding my presence. "Yes, babe, she's my steward," Duke responded dryly. If I am not mistaken, she is Marie, the second daughter of the Menejez tribe; they lived near the Criose territory, the most hard-headed tribe; they were called the black sheep tribe. They don't follow the rules; they are killed once every hundred years via poisoning or hunting. They were the main reason why we wolves were almost exposed, and now, humans do believe we exist and continually hunt us. Either to kill or to attract people for money.

He said as he began to read the system message. [Welcome Claude Grey, I am your System. You have been successfully Reborn. Due to your impressive speed, animalistic/wild tendencies and understanding of the canine species you have been given the class of...Beast Tamer, along with the Skills, "(Bestial Assistance.)" and "(Beast Trait.)". You've also been given a +5 in the Speed and Willpower stat. Further information on class and Skills can be accessed at a later time if you wish it. Congratulations on your Rebirth, Claude. Remember, you are in control of the beasts...don't let them control you.]