Thragg Vs Battle Beast Novels & Stories

The commander spoke as they headed out the door. Christopher grinned. "I'm not Beast anymore." Bruce cocked his head in surprise. "You do know that we called you Beast because of how you are out on the field, right? The way you went through Crucible and everything else you tackle is what makes you a beast." Christopher shrugged. "I guess I didn't know that. But it didn't bother me. I don't mind being called Beast by you guys…" He left the rest unsaid and headed out of the room.

*Boom* *Clank* *Bang* Several stomping and clanking sounds filled the battlefield. Since there were only experts and powerful Magical Beasts left fighting, even a second was enough to determine the outcome of a fight. Almost all the High Class Magical Beasts had been slain, and of the Predators, only Arthur, Frowning Tiger, Rash Tiger, Domineering Tiger and Beast Tiger were left standing. The rest were either injured and had retreated, or dead with the ability to raise a weapon no more.

Maxim lunged first. The earth shattered under his leap as his body half-shifted, claws ripping through gauntlets, bones breaking and reforming as the Beast within surged forward. He struck like a storm, fang and oath driving him. Ruby met him with shadows made solid, her arms like blades of night. The clash rang across the Vale like a bell tolling the death of kingdoms. Claw tore shadow. Shadow pierced flesh. Ash spiraled in storms around them, driven by the force of each strike.

Crystals radiated power meant for great fighters. There are different tiers of beasts and their crystals: Shard tier, Soldier tier, Knight tier, Champion, Warlord, and so on, escalating to rarer and deadlier beasts. “Don’t worry, the higher authorities have come to handle it, so for now, we don’t have any big deal to worry about, except that we can’t afford to lose our monthly ranking streaks,” Linda added.

She paused and then added thoughtfully, "Though I am still genuinely surprised that Vyrelen is almost as strong as you are. I wonder who would actually win between the both of you if you ever fought each other seriously." Tharros let out a snort at that question. "Vyrelen has ninety nine percent of all my strength, my powers, my abilities, everything. But I, on the other hand, have one hundred percent of everything. And that one percent difference is exactly what I would use in defeating him if we ever truly fought. Plus, I have the Shadow Beast Wolf living inside me and bonded to my soul, and he does not have that at all. That is a very big difference between us."

The fight lasted for a while, with both sides seriously wounded and exhausted. Angel did not know if he would win the fight since his injuries were severe, and his black fur was wet with his blood. However, when he thought about giving up and allowing the elders to win, it angered him further. So he gave it his all, grabbed all of his strength and attacked Mr. William's neck. Angel did not stop biting into Mr. William's skin even after he got bruised multiple times. He kept his teeth sunk into Mr. William's veins until the large gray wolf stopped moving.

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

"Hmph!" Gunnr swung his blade. The strike was brutal, enveloping both Ray and Travis. Ray had no choice but to use Exile on both of them, just to deflect the edge of the attack. Blade after blade, Gunnr struck with a cold, mocking grin. "I can swing like this all day. Can you keep using your powers nonstop?" He wasn't bragging. Beast-types were essentially upgraded combat-types. Their advantage was insane explosive power and seemingly limitless endurance. When Gunnr claimed he could slash all day… he absolutely meant it.

He seldomly held himself, rolling to his feet with a growl, his silver eyes piercing with precision. With their weapons gleaming in the moonlight, Garrick and the other fighters surrounded the beast and entered the battle. However, as they got closer, the beast roared in agony, and all of a sudden, the shadows surrounding it grew larger, their tendrils slashing out like whips. With a strangled scream, one warrior was flung into the night, his body vanishing into thin air. My breath caught. This wasn’t a normal creature. This was something ancient. Something that shouldn’t exist.

They weren’t just glowing, no…they were burning. How could anyone be a match for this thing? That would be impossible. Nate chuckled, as if he had already accepted our fate. “We are so…fucked.” The shadow beast let out a howl so deep I nearly lost my balance. Thorne circled above the beast, and black feathers fell from the sky right before he dove straight into the shadow’s back. Huge horns tore out of the creature’s skull, and that was when my stomach dropped. “He’s right. We are…” Trinity agreed.