Arcee X Optimus Novels & Stories

the elite squad leader barked orders. The two melee mechs tasked with being meat shields immediately charged at Victor. These two mechs were about 15 meters tall and were wearing Epic-grade external armors which gave them really high defenses. If it weren't for the Epic-grade armors, they couldn't have endured the Death Laser fired by Victor, whose combat power was over two thousand. "Extreme Thunder Blast." From a distance, Victor swung his sword and sent a ball of light towards the mechs. When the light ball exploded, all the melee mechs charging at Victor were hit because they were close together.

"It's time to run some new simulations. System! Full conversion!" "Acknowledge, First Weaver," the Ark's AI chimed eagerly. "Unlocking the 'Ascension Protocol'. Establishing connection to the 300 Star-Forged Units." Scarlett stepped onto the central audience balcony, looking down into the massive Hangar Bay 4. Below her, the three hundred Lycan warriors stood in perfectly disciplined ranks. They had already felt the change. Their mecha-armor wasn't just humming; it was fusing with their biological flesh, the seams disappearing as Scarlett’s Origin Code actively rewrote their limitations.

Prince, Cole, and Cam run toward the arrows. Astro leaps and takes out a shooter. Maximus takes out the spotter and Jake runs for the commander. Jake- MATE!

As soon as he exited, he set off in pursuit of Ares' vehicle. Observing Grey's car tailing him from the rearview mirror, Ares, driving at a leisurely pace, recognized the distinctive features of Grey's car. Intrigued, Ares thought, "Fascinating! He's intent on a direct confrontation." As a result, Ares stepped on the gas, skillfully weaving his car through traffic. Behind him, Grey replicated the maneuver, determined to maintain close proximity to Ares' vehicle.

"I'm ready. Let's hear it System. Gimme your best shot." [Design Evaluation: CA-1C Marc Antony.] Variant name: CA-1C Marc Antony Base model: Caesar Augustus CA-1 Original Manufacturer: National Aeromotives Weight Classification: Medium-Heavy Recommended Role: Shock Trooper Performance improvement: -35% Overall evaluation: An acceptable variant of the Caesar Augustus. Though very lacking in its armor compared to the base model, it has achieved an admirable amount of cost savings over the original model. [You have received 200 Design Points for completing an original design variant of a last generation mech with significant cost savings.]

Elemental fury rained down, fire, ice, lightning, bathing the battlefield in chaos and hope. And then the Humans. Aaron didn't return but the warriors were all present. Their armoured trucks rumbled in with blazing headlights . Warriors spilt from them with grim expressions and weapons forged from both metal and artifacts. They fired glowing rounds, netting down hybrids with precision, working shoulder-to-shoulder with the supernatural without hesitation.

In the meantime, the arena was being modified so that it could withstand the scale of the incoming battles. Matthew was happy since he was able to reunite with Isaac, an old friend, and also meet someone new who hung out with him, Afro Joss. According to Isaac, Afro was an Ace ranked Hunter who was also a war general of the Shark clan during the Scarlett War. The man was more than two metres tall with short black hair and grey skin. He said that he can grow larger if he’s underwater and become more shark-like in appearance.

Mar quickly jabbed the crest upon his chest, sending him hurling to the ground, his token in pieces. [Venet out] “Two down.” Mordecai said beside Dorin with a chuckle. “Aren’t you gonna help them?” he asked the medic. “Nah... I’m more of an observer.” said the other. “I only joined to fill up the 5th position. Dorin watched the battle once more. “Now, let’s see what this Ignacius can do.” Xander said with a smile as he faced Johan. With a snap, he ignited Johan’s surrounding with blue flames that burned towards the young fire mage, but the other simply waved his bastard sword, feeding it with the prince’s flames, and leapt to the air towards Xander.

A massive, matte-black armored vehicle—The Titan—smashed through the wreckage, its six wheels crushing the mercenaries’ barricades as if they were made of glass. The vehicle’s side hatches hissed open, and the members of the Vance Resurgence deployed with a clinical, lethal efficiency. Kaelen "Wraith" Vance and Seraphina Dubois led the charge, their "Obsidian" tech neutralizing the mercenaries’ high-tech gear before they could even fire. Baron Vance stepped out of the vehicle, his presence a silent, imposing force in the chaos. He looked at Kora and her team, a faint, respectful nod touching his lips.

Jake glanced at the front of his RV—a White Spike's bone quill was still embedded in the reactive armor. That single spike had dropped his defense by 2%. He didn't get out to deal with it. Instead, he rolled up to the creature's corpse and let the Auto-Collect feature sweep the loot into his storage space. Then his eyes landed on the crippled main battle tank. Now that was a fat score. The treads were snapped, the turret was busted—but that twenty tons of military-grade armored steel? That was the real prize. Scrapping it would add a huge chunk of specialty steel to his subspace.