The Greatest Beast Tamer of Earth

The night sky hung heavy with the burden of impending doom. A full moon cast an eerie glow on the outskirts of the town, illuminating the black-furred, grotesque silhouettes of the wolf-like monsters.

Their predatory figures moved with a sinister grace as they gathered like a horde in the moonlight.

On the town's old stone wall, filled with moss. Lights flashed and sent trembling shadows dancing across the faces of the townspeople who stood guard.

Fear clung to them like a shroud, each breath shallow and trembling. The desperate, whispered prayers of the men, women, and children created a cacophony that seemed insignificant in the face of the impending nightmare.

The big, high-power flashlight pointed at the forest, and terraforming monsters became visible. Their crimson eyes shone in the light. 'Roar' 

As if following the lightning, after they became visible, a terrifying roar followed.

As the first wolf monsters started moving toward the wall, their red eyes ignited like malevolent stars. Their long claws scraped the ground, sending sparks flying.

The very earth quivered beneath their relentless charge. With tails like sinuous serpents, they moved with terrible coordination, advancing as one nightmarish entity.

A woman soldier clenched the hand of the man beside her, her face pale as death and her eyes wide with terror.

The man also looked terrified; his eyes glistened in the moonlight. This couple was not alone; other soldiers also knew that this could possibly be their last night.

An old man, his hands trembling, had a stern expression on his face. He put on his cap and looked ahead confidently. He was not going to back down. Everyone depended on him.

The once-confident defenders faltered, their expressions etched with sheer horror.

The wall, a symbol of safety for generations, now felt like a frail bulwark against this relentless tide of darkness. The collective fear in their eyes was like a living entity, an overwhelming presence that threatened to crush their spirits.

"Fire!" ordered the old man.

Mages and archers used their skills. A rain of spells hit the upcoming horde.

'Boom!'

It hit many of them, but its impact was not similar to what was expected of them. It was as if they were immune to magic damage.

'Swish,' 'Swish'

The rain of arrows followed; however, the thick hide of the beasts was able to survive even that.

"Soldiers, prepare yourselves, on my command," said the old man, raising his hand.

Everyone became aware; there were many adventurers that had gathered to help, but before the horde, everything looked useless.

They could see the unstoppable force, but there was no immovable wall with them.

The first clash came with a bone-rattling impact as the monsters threw themselves at the town's defenses. The wall shook under the assault, the screams of those who fell mingling with the baying howls of the creatures.

The town's fate hung by a thread, terror-stricken eyes witnessing a cataclysmic battle between humanity and the malevolent horde.

These beasts were bipedal creatures with a humanoid wolf-like body; their claws gauged the stone walls, and they started climbing.

'Growl' The beasts jumped at the adventurers that stood at the front.

Tanks raised their shields and pushed the beasts back. The fighters also started attacking the beasts, trying to attack.

For a moment, it looked like they would be able to defend the wall and save the thousands of citizens of the town, but when more beasts climbed, this dream was soon broken.

The cries of the soldiers echoed as they tried to defend themselves, trying to attack the beasts with their weapons.

Everything looked useless against the thick hide of the beasts; even the powerful stabs only scratched their skin.

Their large claws peeled through the armor of the adventurers, taking away their lives. Their big canines dug into the necks of their opponents and tore them apart.

As the numbers of the monsters only increased with time and the humans looked helpless against them, some of the adventurers were able to eliminate their opponents and push the monsters back. However, there were just too many of them; soon, hundreds of them had climbed the wall, and the humans were in their final struggle.

A soldier slipped and fell on his back; his heart came to his mouth when he stared at the teeming beast approaching him.

He closed his eyes, giving up. A memory of his whole life flashed through his eyes.

'Crash,' he heard the sound of something crashing.

'Growl, the voice appeared in his ears. He opened his eyes in fright. What he saw shocked him further; a figure appeared standing before him.

A corpse of the monster with a black coat could be seen below his feet. The head of the beast appeared to have exploded.

The figure disappeared and appeared before the other beasts. A cur appeared on the neck of the beast, and the blood burst out of it.

Next, the figure created a hand sign and put his hand on the ground. A circular ring appeared around him.

Countless chains came out of it and started moving toward the beasts like a swarm of endless snakes.

However, these beasts were quick on their feet and dodged them; their claws broke apart the chains.

But little did they know; it was just the beginning. One by one, they were surrounded by the chains and captured.

The figure took out his spear and started flashing from one side to another. A purple glow appeared on the tip of his spear as he peeled it through the skulls of the beasts.

After eliminating the beasts around him, he again created another hand sign. Black smoke appeared from the ground around him.

Countless black-colored cannons appeared from the purple-colored magic circle with runes on them.

'Bang!' 'Bang!'

The cannons locked into the beasts and injured them.

Looking at this spectacle, everyone was surprised. The hidden belief appeared again in their eyes as they roared and started charging at the beasts.

The battle that looked impossible until now appeared winnable; in just a few minutes, they were able to push all the beasts back.