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Cultivator in the Beastworld

~No NTR/Yuri/Excessive Gore~ You've seen tons of stories about humans going to other fantasy worlds to journey through hardships and tribulations. Using whatever system, skills, tools, or whatever else to achieve greatness or infamy. There are even piles of stories of angels, demons (succubi), goblins, skeletons, and even a necromancer or two. But have you ever heard of the Beastworld? A world entirely filled with beastkin of all different shapes, sizes, and genus from the most common ratkin to fantastical ones like the Moontide Phoenixkin. Beastkin aren't the only inhabitants of this world, however. Ferocious and deadly Savage Beasts do not have the more humanoid body or intelligence that the beastkin have. But instead are terribly strong of body and still control an immense amount of the savage lands. Journey alongside a young beastkin who from the moment of his imminent death, journeys this world as one of the few, if not the only weapon cultivator in the beastworld.

Puresol · Fantasi Timur
Peringkat tidak cukup
152 Chs

Training Montage - Deadly Shadow (3)

*huff*

*swiiiccchhh* *scrrrraaa*

*pwuffff*

Dust particles floated absentmindedly across the considerable span of the rocky cavern. Smashed bits of rock of all shapes and sizes littered the ground, turning what used to be an unassuming and peaceful area into a battle-scorned mess. A few of the rare trees that managed to sprout in this rocky terrain were toppled over, while any of the savage beasts that could have fled had long done so.

The ones that couldn't escape hid within the deepest depths of the lone river running through this area or any dark cave or crevice that they could. A shadowy mass of fur, blade, claw, and fury was still chasing an incredibly large dragonkin that was way too swift for its frame.