Academy Weapon Replicator Novels & Stories

the subordinate called out, walking off to inform everyone else at once. Just then, Ryder opened up his briefcase. He took out its contents and began to assemble a black sniper rifle with a red bullet clip. The rifle was a sight to behold. It was longer than a Barrett and taller than a human being, making it an absolutely fearsome thing to look at. It also seemed heavier than what an average person would be able to carry. "I don't think this is included in our service weapons, right?" Elsa had never quite seen anything like it. Ryder took out another black dagger and attached it to his waist before he lifted the rifle with one arm. "It's a super cannon with spiral bullets, able to take down

It was indeed so unfair. "Yes. Always remember, life is always so unfair. But I highly doubt she barely survives after fighting against five, especially when this battle is no longer about hand-to-hand combats. There's a thrill when it involves using weapons. Deadly ones." Vladimir nodded to one of his men. Five seconds later, several weapons have dropped to the ground inside the battle cage. Those were sharp and elongated weapons that when you got slashed by one of those, it's either you could shun them or your body parts would be chopped into pieces.

If I didn’t hold my ground, Ahbaya would’ve fallen on the ground. “And you… you Omega. You piece of trash. How dare you touch my daughter, you unworthy piece of shit!” He growled, carrying a large weapon on his right shoulder. A relic I used to see at the Study room as a display. “The relic I used is an item created to make Hybrids like Ahbaya and I lose consciousness. Only the wielder is safe from the effects. Now that you’re all alone, without my daughter protecting you, your time ends here and now. You’ll soon meet your death! You… you will see the consequences of your action, omega. And you’ll be damned for it.”

said the whole Squad 97. Their weapon transformed to different ultimate form for each class. PRD-class weapon is a sword, GRD-class weapon is a bow, RTH-class weapon is an axe, SLT-class weapon is a snake blade, ENV-class weapon is a spear, SLT-class weapon is a scythe, and GLT-class weapon is a cannon but can be transformed into variety of heavy long ranged guns. “Whoahahaha! This is awesome!!” said Nathan. “So, this is Encoded Weapon …?” said Hazel.

the reaper hinted while tapping its forehead. “Makes a good point though,” Eric said “What are we suppose to call this thing?,” “Daddy dearest over here never did “designed” are name for me,” The reaper harnessed the spirit of a gorilla to expand its muscular frame, conjured a rotating machine gun with six barrels made of iconic light around its right arms, coding its left arm with ruby quarts as the hand glow purple. Around its feet was while telekinetic energy with a green and pink dragon construct rotating around the android body.

and everything to do with the void. We were in the "Chamber of Divergence," the final processing unit of the island's engine. The figure before us was a Replicator—a biological construct grown from the "raw" data the engine had been stripping from us during our descent. It wore my face, but the eyes were a flat, mechanical silver, devoid of the violet fire that my trauma and obsession had stoked. Dante stood beside me, his own armor flaring with a violent indigo light that made the mercury pool ripple in concentric circles. His Replicator stepped out from behind mine—a version of the Architect that was pure logic, pure metal, and zero heart.

“I like seeing which rats try to chew through the wires.” Shiloh clenched her jaw. “She’s alive. Why would Lucian hide that?” “Because,” Ryder said, tapping ash to the floor, “hope makes soldiers sloppy. Makes ‘em dream instead of bleed. Lucian doesn’t want dreamers. He wants killers.” Shiloh stared back at the footage, Sophie’s faint glow flickering on the screen. Her stomach twisted. “And what about these?” she demanded, flipping open a folder marked Death Machines. Diagrams filled the screen: massive silver-plated cannons, armored suits with claws like steel, crossbows wired with crude tech. “All these weapons. Are they really as lethal as he proclaimed?”

of spears that hummed when touched. Shields that were transparent but hard as diamond. And crates of spherical objects that looked like grenades. "Grav-charges," Wulfric explained, picking one up. It was heavy, engraved with runes. "You twist the top, throw it, and it creates a localized gravity well. Like a black hole the size of a basketball." "Nasty," Kai said appreciatively, pocketing three of them. "What else?" "Kinetic repulsors," Wulfric pointed to a stack of discs. "Place them on the walls. Anything moving faster than a walk gets blasted back with force equal to the impact." "Perfect for the tunnel," I said. "If they rappel down, the repulsors will slam them into the walls." We spen

“Do you have the report?” He nodded, handing over his iPad with the data taken from the ambush. “They used advanced weaponry that we have in the testing phase along with two new creations, which malfunctioned. The Rebel’s Creed has access to advanced technology, otherwise they wouldn’t have been able to create these weapons.” Christian explained, frustrated. Bjorn has access to advanced technology; they even have weapons that we were still testing. My eyebrows drew together, “Check the warehouse, I want every document regarding the supply.” I ordered.

"No matter how strong, a weapon is still just a weapon!" Lazy Soul, in the middle of the arena, was having the most troublesome time to understand what just happened. Even though this was just a virtual world and his weapon was still safe in his mind palace. The one that shattered into pieces was actually a replica created by Odin Space. Still, the shock was too great for him.