Avatar Mech Suits Novels & Stories

And what he saw was formidable. With the combat suits, they were more giants than men. From his vantage point, Joseph roughly guessed them to be 9–10 feet tall. The shape of their suits were bulky and humanoid. The black, fishbowl-like, armorplast visors further enhanced their metallic monstrosity. Turning them like those one-eyed abominations of ancient Earth myth— a "cyclop", or something like that. Most of their suits' body were painted blood-red, further giving them a monstrous demeanor.

The bodyguards would be wiped out in no time! While Remiel was occupied with the guards, Max quickly rushed to the armory. There, he suited up in the mechanical armor. "Connect to the mainframe!" "Activate the device!" "Initiate weapons!" Max donned a metal suit of armor that resembled Iron Man's, the sound of machinery whirring around him. A blue-glowing metal covered Max's body from the waist up. This was the latest battle suit developed by Finn, sent here for Max to test.

Their mechas would begin taking significant damage if they continued to tank the damage this way. "Maybe we could try to communicate with-" Tatsuya's speech got cut off when Aimi drew the first blood. It stunned everyone and caused them to take some damage to their mecha. Only Naoko who had BaoBao as her backup continued unscathed. "It's not human, go all out!" Naoko and Aimi instructed at the same time and the boys obeyed without missing a beat. The dead body of the human that wore animal skin as clothes had morphed into a lanky grey-haired monkey with human proportions. Its wide open lifeless black beady eyes had no pupils and its open mouth revealed rows of teeth that resembled a shark's.

It was white for a second before it started displaying various images. What kind of security camera is this? Anom's mind was feeling numb as he didn't remember which country invented such advanced holographic technology. He focused on the screen again and found some moving figures on one of the screens. It was a group of ten, examining a room that looked similar to the large room he had been in before. There was a man in front, wearing what looked like a black combat suit. It was one of the latest exoskeleton styled suits of armor developed by army institutes of various nations. It provided increased defense, attack power, and ease in weapon operations.

He didn't say anything else and immediately stepped on the ground, the aura inside his body bursting forth. If one were to take a closer look, the armor he was wearing was one of the most advanced exoskeletal suits. It could increase the power of a warrior, similar to the genetic drugs Country A used. Souichiro was using all the tools available to him. Looking at Souichiro, Leighton instinctively said, "Mr. Souichiro, be careful. He likes to set up ambushes!" "Don't worry, Mr. Leighton," several high-level members from Shindan Way said with a smile.

"The alternative armor is also cheaper to replace. You won't be breaking the bank with this mech as long as you don't let its core be damaged." Some of Marcella's drones flew up to unseal the container and check if its contents matched the manifest. When everything checked out, the container opened to reveal a formidable-looking mech. The drones started removing the seals that kept the mech inert and its weapons cold. "Wow. Playing around with virtual toys is one thing, seeing the real deal is another."

War fought the urge to growl at his superior as he smiled briefly at Pomelia before re-adjusting the mirror. "Where am I? We left the compound," she gasped, looking out the window with a look of fear on her face. She was shaking slightly, glancing at Alpha Khan before looking, to War, then at Trent. She was obviously intimidated by all of the male energy in the car.

"Woah!! Ivaan look, in these amours, I look like a superhero soldier. Can I try teleporting myself?" She exclaimed in delight, but then there was a sudden announcement that took her attention away. "Please follow the rules and procedures." The announcement was made for all candidates to stop talking and move forward in queues through the robotic detector corridor. All of the candidates walked through the corridor passage in a powered suit made of light-weighted metal. Their entire body, from head to toe, was encased in a suit. The suit itself was stylishly designed and was soundproof, electricity proof, waterproof and breathable. It was like an exoskeleton, which is an external device that s

he called, Vincent’s limp body cradled in his arms. The men in suits aimed their guns at them once more. “I did not say you could leave.” “Haa, I knew it was too good to be true,” Johan said in an undertone. “You take care of the metal,” Dorin whispered to him. He stood in front of his friends and gave a sharp tune, creating a vortex in the middle of the room. As he did, all the men in suits suddenly dropped their weapons. The metal glowed red and melted on the floor.

Arthur, the Eighth Brother. He looked like a man who had spent his life building bridges of steel while his brothers built bridges of starlight. He carried a cane topped with a simple silver wolf’s head, and behind him stood a legion of soldiers in "Null-Armor"—suits designed to absorb kinetic energy and ground it into the earth.