Ban Hammer Novels & Stories

"Watch the hammers! They aren't just heavy they delete the floor!" "Then we take off their hands!" Jax bellowed. The Revers President didn't back down. He slid on his knees through the slick, black fluid coating the deck, ducking under a horizontal swing of a gravity-hammer. As the hammer passed over his head, Jax drove his gear-axe upward, the Origin-Code biting cleanly through the oxidized iron of the mech's wrist joint. The heavy, singularity-laced hammer severed, hitting the floor and immediately compacting the mech's own severed hand into nothingness.

“I must kill you today. Otherwise, you're gonna be a huge threat to my Woods family members!” “Hmph! I’m injured but do you think you have the ability to kill me?” The bald man’s face was full of sweat, cold, and clammy. With one hand holding his huge hammer, he directly leaped up high and smashed down furiously at Fane.

Rumble… The hammer's power was unleashed at this time, and it was hurled at the enemy before it with a surge of lightning. Harvey calmly slammed it with his palm. Bang! Every time they clash with each other, an unimaginably powerful sonic boom would occur, causing the entire plaza to be struck with catastrophe. Bang! The ninth time the hammer was struck down, Harvey's expression turned dark and he side-stepped the attack. He instantly avoided a bolt of lightning and then slammed his palm right into Raiden's chest.

- Phil and before I finish my sentence a hologram suddenly appear in the top of the hammer -BRONZE HAMMER OF THOUSAND HARDSHIP/ RARITY: RARE- STR: 10 DEX: 10 SKILL: DELAY HIT- AFTER HITTING MANY TIMES, USER CAN UNLEASH THE CUMULATIVE HIT THAT IT MADE IN JUST ONE HIT DURABILITY: 150/150

The locomotive slammed into the junction, the iron anvil at its front lining up perfectly with the central switching plate where I knelt. I threw myself backward into the gravel exactly as Cord swung his hammer down with the full, terrifying strength of a man who had spent his life shaping the world. WHAM. The hammer struck the anvil. The anvil struck the plate. And the deep forge finally found its rhythm.

“Please! I’ll do anything! Please don’t—” Without another word, Drystan raised the hammer, landing it on the fourth man. Bone shattered. A sickening crunch filled the room. “Arghhhhhh!!!” The man screamed. Raw, unfiltered agony, his body jerked violently against the restraints. His hand was ruined. Mangled. Fingers bent the wrong way, bones crushed beyond repair. Drystan hummed turning the hammer in his grip, considering. “Let’s even it out.” The hammer fell again.

he yelled to the woman, hoping she would take his advice. To his relief, she didn’t hesitate. She darted to the side, putting distance between herself and the boar. James took a deep breath and focused on the animal before him. He swung the branch, striking the ground hard to create a loud noise. The boar hesitated, momentarily distracted by the sound. James seized the opportunity. He charged forward, brandishing the branch like a spear. With a fierce yell, he swung it at the boar, striking it on the side. The animal let out a furious grunt and turned its attention fully to him, its eyes blazing with anger.

Wearing iron gauntlets that I never knew she had, she caught the flying object — it was a hammer. “A hammer?” I mumbled. There was only one god that everybody knew back on Earth who possessed that specific weapon: Thor, the god of thunder. Mount Fort was still standing; much of the left side of his head got destroyed upon impact. From his remaining face, we could see how really, really angry he was. Marseille launched her magical hammer. Mount Fort dodged it, but the hammer’s trajectory began to change behind him. Taking a round turn, it zoomed toward his right side. The mountain brave raised both forearms for cover; chunks were broken off upon impact.

The hammer was so big that it made a thud sound when its iron hit the ground. " Feel my madness and hear his screams, Cupcake. I'm going to give you a valid reason to be scared of me. " Her blood was already frozen with the temperature of the room and his horrible act but this. This made her eyes pop out of her sockets as she heard the sliding sound as if something was kneading against the floor. Meanwhile, Kris started screaming loudly that his vocals were hurting but watching Adnan coming closer with the hammer gracing against the floor made his blood freeze.

When he saw me, he paused. “Mr Hanson! I’m pleased to see you.” I walked over with my hand extended. To be honest, I had no idea how to show this man respect. He probably deserved more from me than an outstretched hand, but considering how he carried himself—like a youngster without any care in the world—it was hard to not go overboard. Gregory seemed to be hit by realization before he switched his wine glass to the left hand and took my hand in a shake. “Anna Vendel? Wait, you were supposed to come today? Why wasn’t I reminded?”