Transformers Beast Machines Characters Novels & Stories

With the blessing from the kings they all start to shift. **** Species :- Beasts :- Beasts are the most strong species in the supernatural world. Beasts can do shape shifting. Their beast forms are more powerfull then their human form. They are usually above the height of 8-9 feet. Sometimes more then 9 feet depending on their ranks. They live In a pack.

His eyes were cold, his jaw was sharp no doubt a master piece had shaped him, I felt like, I had die and gone to heaven, I mean what could an angel be doing here on earth? I wish he'd buy me, I blush looking down at my feet. Suddenly everyone gasp finally noticing him, he was so much taller than most of them with board shoulders. "Beastttt...." One of the council elder shuttered frightened, dropping the microphone he was holding. Beast? He is the feared Beast? but he doesn't look like a beast, all the same I don't want him buy me! In fact I wanted to run away. *Becareful of what you wished for* A voice wispered in my ear.

They are known to see the future and screams when there is danger. *Beast Creatures ranging from low tier, mid tier to high tier. Some are domesticated while some are not. They are emperor tier and heaven ranked beasts. *Humanoid beasts are quite intelligent as humans and aree able to cast mid tier spells and high tier spells as for emperor ranked beasts. *Beast crystal Small round object in beast that keeps them alive-life force. They are used to make beast weapons and emitt the chatacteristics of the beast depending on the level of the beast.

(HOWL OF TERROR) Ding Bang growled mightily, responding to Feng Shaotian order. His figure transformed from the 5'9 human into a massive two story ferocious Magical Beast. The mercenary's including Li Qiang has mouth wide in shock, this was their first time seeing Ding Bang's transformation. Even the Dog Beastman a few meters away from them bowed their heads on the ground as a show of respect to their Sovereign. Feng Shaotian then signaled Li Qiang who was in a dazed to retreat the carriage towards the stronghold.

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

For some reason, I feel like he's going to try to sabotage again. I just know it. "I remember that Alpha Keeran had even lost an arm in this fight," she said to herself, nodding along. I couldn't help but feel my skin crawl at the thought of losing an arm. Hm. Wait. I am sure that Keeran had both arms when I saw him. They felt and looked real. So how did he manage to grow it back? As if noting my slight curiosity, Rora explained. "Strong Alphas are capable of regrowing limbs or other body parts in several decades."

/ But my body kept moving forward, driven by something deeper than logic or self-preservation. The sounds reached me before I got to his door—low, struggling growls that barely sounded human. Like he was fighting something inside himself and losing badly. Wood splintered somewhere within, followed by the crash of something heavy hitting the floor. My hand trembled as I pushed the door open, not bothering to knock. Whatever was happening, politeness seemed irrelevant. The sight that greeted me was the most terrifying thing I'd ever witnessed. Kael knelt in the center of the room, his body caught between human and beast in a transformation that looked excruciating. His clothes were shredded, h

The sound of bones snapping echoes all around the forest. "Nemesis!" I scream. "Stop." He freezes but does not immediately release Ty. When he eventually does, the latter falls on his aŕśe, crawling away from him with great effort. Standing above the lesser male, the beast is a perfect picture of divine judgment. A massive black shadow with glossy furs and claws that reflect the moonlight. He finally turns in my direction. His expression is murderous as they move from me to Caleb. "Miss Hart," the Gamma says. "We need... to get out of here."

' With a thought, Ray triggered the scene. One of the other superhumans screamed suddenly, activating their ability. A layer of vibrant feathers enveloped their body, flashing a kaleidoscope of colors. This person's ability was Beast Transformation—he could become a fierce bird of prey, even gain the power of flight. But against spatial compression, he didn't stand a chance. He raised his talon-like legs and kicked wildly, as if trying to shatter something, yet it was completely futile. The movement range of his legs shrank before their eyes, until they were utterly immobilized. Even raising a finger became agonizingly impossible.

The flawless golden tiles slid apart, revealing dark, bottomless silos. Rising from the silos were four massive, mechanical beasts. They were designed like predatory hounds, but they were the size of heavy tanks. Forged entirely from black and gold alloy, their jaws dripped with superheated plasma, and their eyes burned with an emotionless, lethal red light. These weren't the corrupted, zombie-like angels they fought in the debris field. These were pristine, perfectly functioning automated Guardians of the Golden Empire. "Engaging targets!" Jack roared.