Slugterra Mecha Beasts Novels & Stories

Zane thought as he slice through the giant work with his sharp sword. The War Golem still tries to hold back the worm from passing through the barrier Lucia has made by holding it down. "Lucia! Any time now," Zane said. "It's done!"... " Explosion Technique: Devastating Exploblast!" Lucia shouted! As a huge red beam fires from her staff pointed at the Ver De Terre. "Golem, now!" Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly.

Umbra couldn't help but marvel at Gideon's remarkable fortune. The four apex overbeasts—Tonitrui Eagle, Flamenie Bird, Titan Ape, and Phantom Cat—had virtually no vulnerabilities. In direct confrontations with external foes, the Titan Ape could lead the charge, while the Flamenie Bird and Tonitrui Eagle could leverage their speed to flank and support. With its stealthy movement techniques, the Phantom Cat could conceal itself and wait for the perfect moment to deliver a lethal strike. It was an impeccable strategy! Nevertheless, Umbra, Winter, and the others were worried. If the four apex overbeasts decided to rebel, could Sylvester and the other three Supremes hold their ground?

No other organizations could rival them except the Great Whale family and Tiger family from the Northern State. Lucas, Apocalyptic Legion, and Stella arrived at the Four Weapon Forces. There was a town called Weapon City below the Four Weapon Forces. Every Gene Fighter there used weapons. Lucas and his crew arrived in Weapon City, and passersby were taken aback. "The honorable Stella?" Stella was a disciple of Four Weapon Forces' Spear Clan, and many people in Weapon City knew her. "Wasn't Stella captured by Lucas the Demon? Has she escaped?" "Hey, guys, don't you see the man next to Stella?"

I shrieked, my teeth bared in a primal, animalistic snarl as the fragile ember of hybrid fire in my chest flared in response to the blinding light below. "You aren't leaving me," he growled back, his amber eyes locking onto the dark shadow hovering directly above us. "You’re anchoring me." The gargoyle reached the limit of its drop. Rearing back on its massive hind legs, its featureless brass head tilted downward, its jaw splitting open to reveal a massive, high-pressure liquid-aether nozzle designed to flush the shaft with superheated slag. Before the mechanical nozzle could ignite, the beast lunged, its massive brass weight descending directly toward the space we occupied.

Everything was moving in a positive direction for the Behemoth. "Go forth and destroy everything in sight!" "Yes! Excellent!" The earth trembled. A hundred-meter-tall Behemoth gradually emerged from underground. It looked somewhat similar to a beast mech. Its outer appearance was very distinctive. Its head and limbs were like those of a normal mech, but there were over a dozen spikes on its back. The spikes varied in length, with the longest reaching twenty meters and the shortest only seven meters. Moldur was still adapting to the Behemoth's body. After crawling out from underground, he walked a bit unsteadily.

They generally suffered against heavier mechs, but anything lighter couldn't go through its armor before the G-H pulverized them. The G-H's design mimicked a gorilla, so it could bend down on all fours and sprint surprisingly fast in a short duration. Triceratopssss had already seen the blazing energy signature approaching him on his scanners, so he readied his posture to dodge and chase after the lighter mech. He already licked his lips as he imagined his G-H's powered arms tearing the soft Fantasia's frame apart. "Will you walk into my parlor, said the spider to the fly."

There's no need to be so harsh on her. Mother had not expected me to respond this way. Her expression darkened, but she had no choice but to watch as I made my arrangements. I waved my hand, and the mourning troupe immediately began their cacophonous performance with drums. I watched with great interest from the side. This mourning troupe consisted of beastmen I had hired. They were energetic and could cry and wail for an entire day without stopping. Moreover, they did not fear human royal authority and only cared about the money I paid them.

The dim red lights in the tunnel reflected off his four black glossy slanted eyes. It was the tunnel’s dim red ceiling lights that helped Olivia see the monster’s pitch-black eyes. Those eyes were peeking through the leveler’s gated door, focusing on Olivia and Lukas. Olivia had a Beretta M-12 submachine gun strapped to her back, but her paralyzation wouldn’t let her reach for the gun. She could sense the creature’s wrath, and she knew that shooting at him would only make him angrier.

VeiledMaxim replies. “We are heading south of Ma’Nyla, where we reside. I am PiercingGaze and my friend here is IvorySting,” PiercingGaze calls back, saying both names in the sharp syllables of Draconic. She then taps her spear on a stone, signaling her companion to mount up.