Piglin Brute Novels & Stories

John Carl’s face went dark and kick the neck of Gigante to retreat. Bhlezy controls his needles in the air and manipulates them to pierce the different parts of the Gigante, even with sustainable mana the attack of her never penetrates the thick skin of the Gigante. Jestino takes this chance to attack and slice continuously the back of the fortress-like Gigante and just like Bhlezy his attack can't penetrate the thick skin of the monster Phil joins the barrage of attack using his hammer, he smashes sideways the feet of the Gigante with a loud bang, the hammer of him slightly bruises the foot. It was felt by the Gigante and with a wild kick. It creates a large amount of shockwave at its front

Some of the children and even women became victims because they did not have time to avoid them. Some of the Pigs were quite high-level, there was even a *Sapphire among them with some *Amethyst and Emerald, which was very troublesome. The Pig Clan couldn't move swiftly, but their bodies were very strong against attacks. They are not easily injured, nor are they agile. But their shock power is very large even though the acceleration is low. That's why when the Pig's hits, rarely the opponent can avoid it until, finally, those who are hit will be seriously injured because some bones will be crushed or broken and penetrate the organs.

“For me to crawl. Well, I’m crawling now. I’m begging. So please--please reconsider.” “Re– what?” I raised an eyebrow, voice low and unamused still facing away from him. My expression, serious, fade up. “Reconsider?” I added with a laugh after a pause. I tried pulling my leg away from him to walk away but his tight grip on my leg almost made me tumble. “Let go of me!” I growled. The doors opened— Preston and Steven, two of the best ( Latin American former Grupo GAULA—my personal army ), walked in, said nothing, pulling Winston away from my foot, as he struggled to get out of their grip– kicking and screaming. I stopped them.

Wolfgang raised the corner of his lips, and he approached Selina. When their faces were only ten centimeters apart, Wolfgang stopped moving. "you aren't human." Selina was see-through by Wolfgang, and her heart suddenly beat faster than usual. She didn't know why she was discovered, but she better not tell the truth. "Why am I not human?" Wolfgang saw that she was still stubbornly denying it, so he did not hesitate to take out the knife he always carried. Selina was also taken by surprise by Wolfgang's actions. He took a knife and cut himself into the flesh of his arm. But the strange thing was that the wound quickly returned to normal as if it had never happened.

With the odds constantly stacked against him as a leader in this dungeon, how can he lead his team out of these floors? Goblin brutes were tougher than hobgoblins. They were physically stronger and had more stamina, even if they weren’t very smart. Goblin brutes were specialised goblins with a bloodline gift to ignore all injury and fatigue in berserker mode. They were more dangerous than regular hobgoblins because goblin brutes could take down catapults with sheer force. A group of brutes could easily break through the tough stronghold stone wall, compromising Stoneberry Keep’s defences.

He rolled his eyes in anger, his beard also stood up with his eyebrows and mustache: “Who the hell are you? Fuck off!" His vulgarity and once again his whip fell on Lily. She closed her face tightly to cover the boy, waiting for the whip to hit her back hard. “Hands off!” Elias lunged forward, one arm supporting and clutching the whip. When he saw the prince, he immediately stopped and knelt down: "Hail, prince!" Everyone also knelt before the prince and said: "Hail, prince!" “Why would you hit such a poor child in the street? Do you consider the laws of the wolf kingdom any more?”

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

I wasn't going to do this until I had the new pack, but I needed my Alpha and I needed it now. My bones all clicked and twisted as I shifted, my self control gone as all I could see was red and I knew I needed to make Link pay for what he had done. I could feel the increase in strength and I could sense of every little thing around me, including the fact Blake was just about still alive.

I picked a gentle-looking roan named Penny, who snorted happily against my shoulder as I scratched her fuzzy dark ears. “Why does Ember hate me so much?” I finally asked, my voice quieter than I wanted it to be. “I’ve tried to be nice to her.” Castor glanced at me with surprise. “She doesn’t hate you.” He scratched his head. “At least, not entirely.” I raised an eyebrow, watching as he secured the saddle on his horse’s back. He’d picked his usual horse, a large one named Brutus with brown and white spots. “Then what’s her problem?” I asked. “She’s always so… prickly.”

Micah and I watch the sunset. ‘Tell me about Storm Glenn. What does it look like?’ I ask. ‘It’s very different compared to here. It’s quiet, serene and lush here. We are surrounded by nature, birds, deer, pigs, and other animals. It’s so beautiful. It’s village-like with its vast fields and forests, whereas Storm Glenn is very loud and busy in a modern environment. There are people everywhere who always seem to be in a rush. It’s full of modern houses and roads with small gardens. Large stores and many to shop in. It’s no different to a human town. I swear my pack acts more human than they do wolf,’ he sighs.