Armored Core Reviews Novels & Stories

What flaw? The ceramic plates do not wrap around the lateral ribs, Valerie said, her words coming fast and sharp. They left a three inch gap under the armpits to allow for arm rotation during firing. The seal there is only triple woven nylon. A standard nine millimeter round will slide right through it. Dominic let out a low, dangerous laugh, a dark grin spreading across his face. You designed their armor, and now you are going to help me tear it off. I am going to the roof, Valerie said, reaching out and snatching a spare tactical radio from the workbench. Give me a channel. I will guide your shooters from the high ground.

New technology. Ancient engineering fused with modern systems layered across centuries of occupation. And at the center is The Core. A massive circular mechanism embedded deep into the mountain itself. Metal. Stone. Rotating structures humming softly with impossible age. Enzo stared. “Oh.” He muttered, looking at what his eyes are seeing. “Oh, that’s deeply evil-looking.” The chamber wasn’t empty as dozens of armed figures already waited along the elevated stone ridges surrounding the Core. Silent. Watching. Black tactical armor unlike Luca’s men.

I can be a handful, but only because I can take care of myself and don’t need babysitters. I do feel bad for them though, hence why I like to give them breaks – which they refuse to take. Not only are these two stuck standing guard in front of whatever room I’m in, but they have to do it covered head to toe in armour. Looks amazing, but I wouldn’t want to wear it. The armour is made from graphene, it’s flexible and elastic while being strong and lightweight. The beauty of this particular armour is that it’s been imbued with makkari magic. The armour is sentient, to a degree. It can sense the species of the attacking enemy and alter itself accordingly. So, if say a sirna was attacking them, t

“Impressive. What about the electronics?” Nico grinned. “EMP shielding, night-vision cams, and a biometric safe in the trunk. Next up, the Toyota Land Cruiser 300: twin-turbo V6, 409 hp, lighter armor for agility, hits 130 mph, perfect for off-road escapes. B6 protection, blast-resistant undercarriage.” Dante and I circulated, his arm never leaving my waist, pulling me close as we approached a cluster of clients. “Señor Rossi,” Dante greeted a Milanese arms dealer, his tone warm but edged. “See anything you like?”

He took Damian’s hand and pulled him up. "But you still leave your left side open," Damian noted, tapping Leo’s ribs. "I'm working on it," Leo smiled. THE ARMORY We geared up. The Sanctuary Guard wasn't a ragtag militia anymore. Thanks to Seraphina’s funding and Ironclaw’s logistics, they were a modern army. Matte black armor woven with carbon nanotubes and silver thread. Assault rifles modified to fire depleted uranium rounds (for armor piercing) and hollow points filled with wolfsbane (for rogues). But for the Hollow Men, we needed something else. "Bone," Silas said, walking into the armory with a crate. "If they are anti-magic, metal might conduct their Null field. We go primitive." He op

“That’s right! The Willbreaker is of utmost importance to our clan. We mustn’t touch it at all.” Simultaneously, other high-ranking executives also raised their hands and stated, “It’s not only the Iron family’s Cooter Armor that can withstand the hellish lava. What about the Preitium Armor that was crafted by the forging family under us? That armor can resist the erosion of hellish lava too. If that is the case, why should we take the risk of trading the Willbreaker away?” “It’s true that the Preitium Armor may be able to block out the hellish lava, but it isn’t completely safe, whereas the Cooter Armor is guaranteed to protect the user from the lava,” Carwyn continued.

I clamped my jaws around its shoulder and bit down with everything I had. Prime roared in actual pain this time. “Emotional attachment equals weakness!” Sable limped into the chamber, blood running down her face. “Kade! The core server is behind that sealed door! We destroy it and the whole army loses cohesion!” Unit Prime threw me off and stood tall, chest heaving. “You will not succeed. I was born for this moment.” Then it went at Sable. “No!” I intercepted, slamming into its side. We rolled across the wet floor, smashing through more tanks.

A wall of fire sealed the center of the battlefield. And the real attack began. From the second-level platform— metal shattered. Twelve armored figures dropped. Heavy exoskeleton armor. Black composite plating. Each impact crushed water into shockwaves. They landed. No hesitation. No regrouping. They raised M2 heavy machine guns. And opened fire. The dock became a storm of steel. Bullets shredded air, water, and metal. The armored convoy returned fire, but it was instantly drowned in suppressive fire. “Raise shields!” the assistant shouted.

It was built for deep tundra warfare, equipped with thick treads and reinforced armor plating. Jinx threw two massive duffel bags of explosives into the back. She climbed into the gunner's seat, racking the bolt of her rifle. Ashren took the wheel. I slid into the passenger seat beside him. "If the Architect manages to detonate that synthetic shell," I said, staring out the reinforced windshield at the swirling snow, "it will not just be a blast wave. It will be a localized void storm. It will strip the flesh from our bones." Ashren shifted the rover into high gear. The massive engine roared, echoing like a trapped beast in the concrete garage.

He lay perfectly still on the jagged edge of a crumbling skyscraper, his virtual breathing slow and measured, completely out of sync with his racing heart in the real world. Down in the burning plaza below, Leo was roaring. The giant Tank had planted his boots into the shattered digital concrete, using his massive, matte-black Juggernaut power armor to draw the seraphim's aggro. He raised his heavy energy shield, soaking up a continuous, concentrated beam of solar fire that would have instantly vaporized any other player on the server. Leo’s armor sparked and shrieked, his health bar plummeting to the low single digits, flashing a frantic, warning red.