Wulg Monster Hunter Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

He continued to stare at me until something else drew his attention away. Hunters had a strange dichotomy playing out. Their mission was to kill genetically enhanced creatures. The white wolf, a genetically enhanced creature, was their sign from God or a talisman validating their deeds. Stupid. The rest of the night was uneventful. I dreamed of running through the meadow with Ghost and Magnus and moments with my father. I thought of my friends, Gunnar, Diesel, Clara, Adam, and Uncle Harris. I pondered the coming Hunter War. Was I the match that would activate a slaughter?

Its face, gods, its face looked like a skull half-covered in flesh, the mouth jagged with broken fangs. A wendigo. A curse of the old wolves. A monster born when an alpha went insane and dared to devour his own kind. “Run, Amon.” Amon neighed loudly at my command as he ran off into the forest, leaving me alone. I drew my sword, staring directly at the grotesque creature. The monster let out an ear-piercing screech as it bolted toward me. It raised its bloody claw, prepared to strike, but just then, steel met claw with a streak of sparks.

Special Monsters Abilty: Deadly Feet Claws Intellgience: Bare [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] [Can stretch out his legs to the humans fleeing far away from him] Rewards: 3 000 000 crystal stone 1 000 gold coins Species: Four-legged Zerg Monster Age: 1 000 years old in monsters years and 100 000 000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Abilty: Deadly Feet Claws Intellegience: Excelent [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] [Can stretch out his legs to the humans fleeing far away from him] Rewards: 30 000 000 crystal stone 10 000 gold coins Species: Mini Zerg Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100 000 years elderly at human years Special Mo

They were too great in numbers. The loud chattering of the curious crowd became silent as we saw our leader Bazaar Wharr accompanied by 7 of his strongest werewolf hunters. Werewolf hunters were the ones who search for werewolves and capture them so we can learn about their weaknesses. Over the years they have managed to find one weakness of them and that was metal or the piece of iron I saw within the werewolf boy I foolishly saved years ago. It can weaken and kill them if aimed at the right spot of their body. All eyes gazed upon Bazaar a 40-year-old white hair and dark eye man. He was in his armour with his sharp sword at his side. He was quite fit for his age and looked younger.

I crossed the space to stop at the head of the stairs. Valen replied in a low, pissed voice. “For the love of gawd, get on with it.” “The Worgens wiped out two small packs. One in Bolivia and another in Uganda. And get this, they left a huge sinkhole in each region like they are searching for something. Some of the pack members were slaughtered while the rest were pushed into the sinkholes.” I concluded, “Without allegiance to an Alpha, all those thousands of wolves are rogues.” Dropping his eyes, Valen went thoughtful, processing the details. “Has Dad gone there?”

Elliot said in frustration, Amelia thought for a few moments before agreeing with a sigh, they let go off each other’s hands and suddenly ran in opposite directions leaving the monster temporarily at loss. “Hey worm-head, come catch me if you can.” Elliot shouted while waving his spear, the monster didn’t understand his words but it understood his taunting and took off after Elliot who already resumed running, Amelia took this chance and began firing arrows, like streaks of light the arrows the arrows flew but the moment they touched its exoskeleton there was the sound of colliding metals before the arrows snapped in half and Amelia cursed under her breath, she nocked and fired again, this t

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

- Yulia timidly tries to object. - No, but! Alud will rip my head off if he finds out you took part in the defense of the lair. "Good," Yulia says angrily, tossing her semi-automatic rifle on the table. Snorting again, she retired to the basement. Duk looked after her for a few seconds, and then ran to the entrance of the lair, there were already shots screaming and cursing. The werewolves were attacked by vampires from the Chimask clan, Duk ran through the spacious hall of the workshop. A fierce battle broke out at the entrance, werewolves fought with vampires. Dook stepped behind cover and took aim, the volley of shot merging with the rest of the sounds. In the thick of the battle, here an

Meanwhile, the other monsters continued to slaughter more meals for their master, while also saving for those that needed to eat. The evolved humans and elves that had decided to fight here were barely surviving these fights, they needed a lot more practice, and they didn't stand much of a chance against SSS-Rank monsters. However, the Wendigo girl, named Yuki, had suddenly found something strange as she was crushing a Black Crab King. She glanced at a large, around the ten-meter-big hole that had emerged near the castle… it exuded a lot of miasma from within. "Wait… that's a dungeon!" said an elf.