One Piece Sea Behemoths Novels & Stories

Said the Triniti Master who was now starting to stand up and resumed his story. "The eighth ruler is Behemoth. He is also from the Jinn who has a giant body and has 2 horns and he also has a tail like a snake and then his kingdom is in a desert in the third world." Said the Trinity Master who started to turn towards all of them who were listening to the Trinity Master speak.

"The sea of blood is the last amulet of the dragon vein. The whole sea of blood is also very strange and changeable." "If someone approaches the sea of blood, the sea of blood will immediately produce a defensive monster." "There are seventy-two types of monsters. Every single one of them is extremely powerful and savage. Not only do they possess the power of their original bodies, more importantly, they have been immersed in the sea of blood for a long time and possess powerful magic power. Furthermore, with the support of the dragon vein, their strength has increased even further." "However, even so, there are still huge differences amongst the 72 types of monsters."

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

It moved with an eerie fluidity that defied its massive size. Pelin gripped my arm, her breath shallow. “Tell me that’s not real,” she whispered. “It’s real,” I said, forcing myself to look. “And it’s not alone.” Capricorn, the sea goat, swam alongside it. Half-beast, half-fish, its spiraling horns cut through the water with terrifying grace. Its muscular upper body merged into a powerful, scaled tail, propelling it forward like a nightmare from the depths of the ocean.

The last one was the Behemoth, a giant creature with sharp curled horns with pointed canine teeth resembling a bull, and its skin was so thick that it was difficult to penetrate. The presence of the three creatures was so formidable that the ground cracked with every step they took. The Hell-hound snarled while drooling its acidic saliva and the Manticore hissed in a high-pitched voice that sent chills down your spine. The Behemoth roared in a thunderous sound that shook the ground. The entire forest crackled as it experienced a great earthquake from the Behemoth's deafening roar. Keefe's heart was beating really fast, and he realized his hands were shaking violently. He couldn't hide his fe

"It's Vee's spirit beast. She truly has divine protection..." Before she could finish, she saw the messy words written in blood on the note: [Mother, come save me quickly. They're going to skin me alive.] I saw those words as well and felt helpless. Victoria had thought that she could pit the beastmen against each other, but she had bitten off more than she could chew. It seemed her recent experience was comparable to mine from my previous life. Mother was terrified and immediately followed the spirit beast out to rescue Victoria. However, she suddenly thought of me and grabbed my hand tightly.

The growl coming out of him is inaudible but seems to shake the ground where we're standing. The beast. Caleb screams for me to get moving. Ty goes rigid with terror, unable to move as Nemesis marches towards him.

Beatrice Wilder, or GWOTOWC, ignores me. I hand over the sheaf of papers with only the first page filled in. Beatrice looks through them, huffs, and stands to her full five-foot height from behind her desk. Her short white hair is a lie, or at least I think it is. Judging by the trickle of energy she releases, she's a shifter of an unknown lesser variety. During my fifty years of visiting the human realm, there have been many changes. This realm is now a melting pot of every paranormal creature imaginable. I'm undecided if that's good or bad. Bottom line... I prefer my own realm, where dragons are lords of land and sky. I'm just old-fashioned that way.

A massive corrupted beast—something shaped like a lion but composed of bone, fog, and black water—lunged toward Alessia with fanged jaws wide. Alessia lifted a hand. “Down.” The beast froze midair and then slammed into the earth with enough force to crack the ground. Kael sliced its head clean off before it could rise again. Ianthe whistled. “Alessia’s not playing today.” “She never does,” Kael muttered. Seraphine clung to her satchel. “Th-this is worse than the Leviathan—” Rian choked, “Everything is worse than the Leviathan!”

Eren swallowed the nervousness, steadying his feet on the board and readying himself for what was to come, it was all futile though as what came out of the water exceeded all his expectations. The sea monsters which acted individually before were now closely gathered in a huge cluster, too close to the point where they could be mistaken as a single unit, a longitudinal one that resembled a giant snake, moving all at once with impeccable coordination and precision, hitting with high force, and destroying the ship he was on with a single hit.