All Metal Fusion Beyblades นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yuno continued, “But the materials are alright. Galaxy Metal is the main component, but the person who made this has limited skills. If they could refine it and use a hundred percent pure Galaxy Metal, its quality could be increased tenfold.’ Jade was so shocked her mouth was left agape. However, she still collected all of these weapons regardless. Yuno might have looked down on such weapons, but the Flying Eagles were in need of these. With these, the Flying Eagles’ power could be increased drastically. Even though she was no longer part of the squad, and even if many members viewed her as a bad guy, she still cared for them a lot. Apart from the flying swords and weapons, she even found st

Within moments, four swirls of rainbow-colored liquid metal materialized before him, and he wasted no time in tossing the Oculus Blade into the liquid. As soon as the weapon came into contact with the gold, the divine sword seemed to exert an almost unseen force that gathered the four divine golds' liquid toward it. Several newer Rules of Heaven and Earth began to manifest on the surface of the Oculus Blade as if they were being engraved upon it. As he witnessed the successful fusion, Severin rejoiced and channeled his mana fervently to further turn up the flame's heat.

And then I see it. The vision takes form slowly, as though reluctant to reveal itself. A creature emerges, stepping into a silvery light that feels alive. Its body is feline, massive yet impossibly graceful, its iridescent scales shimmering like the moon’s surface. Ethereal green fire burns in its eyes, ancient and knowing as if it sees through time itself. An Ailuranthrope.

Pain erupted as the gold battled silver until both fused into blinding white. The world dissolved in agony, my soul knitting back together with threads of hollow darkness. Doppel-Lyra screamed as the merged energy destroyed her link. Her body began to dissolve into mirror dust and fragments floating away on the ash wind. Dorian attempted to flee while clutching the dagger shard. The First Blade broke its final chain, lunging with a thunderous howl. Its jaws clamped around him, dragging him into the distance with his screams fading as the beast vanished into the wasteland horizon.

“No. He won’t break you. He won’t—” Their bond pulsed violently, flaring against the abyss’s grip. Silver and gold threads wove tighter, brightening until even the shadows recoiled. The First Alpha’s wolves hesitated. The plain itself shivered. Draven’s golden fire surged, mixing with Elaria’s silver blaze. Their wolves didn’t just fight side by side—they fused again, light and flame threading into one monstrous aura. The merged blaze spread across the battlefield, searing the shadow-beasts until they howled and scattered into smoke.

It was waking up to forge. A massive, circular blast door on the ship’s hull groaned open. From the void inside, a shimmering, molten liquid poured out, pooling into a perfectly smooth, circular forge on the glass floor. It was Nanolaminate Alloy—self-assembling, programmable metal, the holy grail of alien engineering. "It’s beautiful..." Harper gasped over the comms, exhausted, her mech falling to its knees as she disconnected from the hull. [The Escape and the Prize]

I shouted. I stepped forward to meet the first armored Husk. It was a massive beast, a former Northern Alpha whose body had been fused into a suit of black iron. It raised a hydraulic fist, the pistons hissing with a freezing mist. I didn't dodge. I swung the new blade in a wide, horizontal arc.

They didn't have eyes or arms; their fronts were fitted with long, three-inch graphite nozzles that were dripping with a continuous stream of liquid type-metal, the molten antimony-lead alloy that was being prepared for the second press-run. They did not attack her heart. They targeted the silver on her spine. The nozzles opened, shooting a jet of hot metal into her side. The impact did not tear her muscle. It filled it with metal making her left side a solid block of lead that dragged her down the machine. ​"Damon!" her internal ruby text tried to flash, but the red ink-grease was already turning grey under the lye-wash. The Alpha did not come from the furnace.

The scepter pulses once, twice, and the world splits in three: Zayla and Bella, fused in a shell of ice and fire; Mariah, crawling with black veins as she channels all the Council’s stolen magic into a single stroke; and the storm above, spiraling tighter, waiting for the blood to settle. Bella’s voice is in Zayla’s head, panicked but clear. “I can’t hold it much longer, Zee. It hurts.” Zayla squeezes her sister’s hand and says, “Then we burn together.” Ari roars: “Hold nothing back.” The convergence circle glows hot enough to melt bone. Zayla and Bella, side by side now, gather the last of their strength. Bella’s ice meets Zayla’s fire and fuses into something new—a cold, blue flame that ea

"I am proof they can coexist. Proof that opposites can merge without destroying each other. Proof that love is stronger than cosmic certainty." I wore armor blessed by every faith. Enhanced by every technology. Grown by every organic consciousness. The combined achievement of twelve realities woven into protection. I carried weapons forged from impossible materials. Void-steel from Luna's people. Reality-woven blades from the Fae. Fusion-tech from Zara's designs. Each one representing a different approach to survival. But I wouldn't use them. Not if I could help it. Behind me stood my family. Mother Thea, fifty years old, cosmic-touched prophet who'd merged with an Unmaker to save everyone.