Dragon Quest IX guide / Bestiary

They pound the ground, toppling enemies all around, then, as if that wasn't enough, they clobber them with Kaboom as well.

Demons once worshipped by a long-forgotten civilisation. They granted wishes to those who made sacrifices in their name.

Mental elementals that mislead with Mist Me, and dish out Disruptive Waves and Freezing Blizzards. Afraid of fire and light.

Drawn to the battlefield by the scent of blood, they beckon warriors to the red clouds they ride on, never to return.

Woeful wales who singe foes with Scorch, and whose rancid spines are rank enough to confuse anyone they touch.

Companions of Lleviathan who made a pact with an evil god to remain in the mortal realm as monsters rather than be ruined.

Big bundles of shiny joy whose ample insides hide the ingredients for an incredible experience.

They admire a certain medal-mad monarch, and like to collect mini medals from their mini metal friends to mimic his methods.

Supreme slimes who ooze class, and whose incredible strength and insane speed are second only those of the gods.

They may see themselves as superior to slimes, but they still return to see in the new year with their bouncy brethren.

It's said that when their crystal-clear eyes shine, even the most grizzled veterans will be laid to rest. Beware their bright breath.

The shoes that guard their hooves are incredible artefacts made from the same material as platinum king jewels' crowns.

These reptilian regents can bring down bolts of lightning and exhale gouts of flame, but aren't wild about water or darkness.

Supposedly, when wyrtles' souls depart their bodies, they are absorbed by wonder wyrtles, and earn eternal life.

They wrap their victims in sticky silk, then smack them with a stinker of an attack. Firmly insulated against fire attacks.

The reincarnated souls of spurned lovers, they spend their days as poisonous spiders weaving webs of eternal woe.

As strong as steel, and with horns hard enough to hew rocks in two, only the toughest will best these heavyweight beasts.

They might look pretty po-faced, but they're actually rather amiable, even if they do like to live alone in quiet caves.

There's not a single spell that will scratch these superslimes, who crush the competition with a powerful particle ray.

They spend their days proudly polishing their faultless facets and likening them to twinkling stars and priceless pearls.

Menacing masks with mega defence who enfeeble foes with Eerie Light and Dazzleflash, then dish out some serious damage.

The first of their race was made when the mask jumped from the face of an ancient king and came alive under an evil spell.

Animated suits of armour that have high defence, don't feel wind, lightning or dark attacks, and cause bother with Bounce.

Lately, they've been getting a little tired of having to be at the beck and call of their fickle masters all the time.

Masterly mages of the reptile kingdom. They attack twice, and can bring buddies back from the brink with Omniheal.

Their mesmerising eyes, which sap the will of those they stare at and send them to sleep, still shine even in death.

Magic will make mincement of these mechanical web weavers, who mainly make use of mucus-based ammo and dazzling rounds.

Secret weapons assembled by the Empire, the flit just as fast up and down cliffs and ravines as on flat fields.

They may be made of a muddle of bits, but these fast foes attack twice, and cast Kaboom, Bounce and Feel the Burn.

They were created by the Grand Architect, Zenus, to massacre the mortals, and faithfully follow his orders still.

They await adventurers with a graceful grin, then maul them with Magic Burst. Immune to all magic.

These shining slimes were long sought by adventurers, thanks to a tale that told of all they touched turned to gold.

Reinforced robots that render attack impossible with a blast of blinding light, then slice foes silly.

They secretly scrape shavings off gem slimes to repair their gold plating when it gets patchy.

They shoot showers of arrows, slice savagely with their swords, and use any means available to annihilate enemies.

Brainchild of a scientist who made many weapons before crowning his career with these massively murderous machines.

The unrivalled experience of besting these hard-to-hit, Dazzle-dispensing diamonds makes them a dream come true.

They spend their days off with their metal king slime mates, gazing rapt at their reflections in their buddies' bulbous bodies.

They wander the world searching for souls to consume, believing that each victim's cry of despair makes them ever more beautiful.

Made when misunderstood maidens, bitter at being badly treated, sell their souls to become beautiful beasts.

They render victims helpless with Deceleratle and Kasap, then swoop in to swipe their souls with their savage scythes.

Took on their innocent, doll-like shape to lull travellers into a false sense of security. Their true form is utterly hideous.

Spine-chilling sorcerers who cast Kazam, Kafuddle and Kathwack. Face them unprepared at your own peril.

They believe that life is pain and death is eternal happiness, and love treating travellers to a taste of 'contentment'.

They stun enemies into inaction with a sickening cry, and must be whipped with wind if they cast Kacrack.

Born from the tales told to terrified children of malicious monsters who will come and munch them if they misbehave.

Countless careless kids have fallen foul of these cruel casks, which are inured against ice and wind attacks.

They love to spend their days off lolling around on the ground with their lids open, lapping up the sun and airing their insides.

Snow elementals that could freeze even fire, and will pitilessly turn all before them to ice unless taken out of play.

The souls of travellers who snuff it in snowstorms are set adrift on sleety winds to be consumed by the uncommon cold.

They emit waves of darkness which lower the agility and defence of all enemies. Hard to harm with earth or darkness.

All they feel is a burning need to slap the living into an endless nightmare. No one knows what the rest of their bodies look like.

These demonic masters of battle know no fear, and calmly await attacks, then counter them with catastrophic quickness.

They burgle the bones from brawny enemies they've beaten to beef up their bodies and get better at battle.

These fire-powered four-wheeled fighting machines will knock foes for six or fry them with Kafrizz.

The drivers are fond of their flame-retardant unitards, and are forever fighting the flab, as it spoils the flattering fit.

These heavenly horses lash out with Lightning Storm, sometimes strike twice, and read the battlefield like a book.

Some believe that the moon's craters are made by tantamounts' flaming manes as they gallop across the night sky.