Battle Blades Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

So he spent most of his time in the hospital with Hannah or playing Odin space as a home. During his time at home, he dived in Odin-Space for practice and fought many opponents. His proficiency with both his Soul Armas - 'Bone Scythe' and 'Flame-Trident' had increased by a significant margin. But out of all the opponents, nobody excited him more than his first one. None of his opponents so far matched Golden Butterfly's sophistication in techniques.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

"Why did you have to say that out loud?" "Opp," JumpStart says, lowering his hand. "I mean, what secret shut-off program?" "Destroy him," Dr. Cho orders. The Iron Fist armor shoots off a red blast. It heads toward JumpStart. He freezes as the red blast gets closer and closer to him. It's only seconds from completely vaporizing him but before it does, SpeedBlade runs out from the side and grabs JumpStart. He pushes him out of the way and the red blast shoots past the both of them. It disappears down the hallway.

Watching his flanks collapse, his squad get picked apart, with the calm patience of a man who'd already factored in these losses. Because I was exactly where he wanted me. "There you are," he said. He was tall in person. Taller than Valtherion. Lean, angular, with the economy of movement that spoke of decades of combat. Gray at the temples. Pale eyes that reflected the moonlight like mirrors. A long silver blade in each hand, not ornamental. Working weapons. The edges hummed with something that made my shadow bloodline recoil. Anti-bloodline steel. Forged specifically to cut through ancient power.

“Working on it! Keep that thing busy!” Unit Prime roared and backhanded Liora. She flew into a gestation tank, making the glass crack. “Mate target elevated to primary.” “Don’t you touch her!” I abandoned the panel and charged at it. Every punch felt like hitting reinforced steel. Prime was faster, stronger, and it learned from every attack that I threw at it. “You fight well for obsolete stock,” it growled, blocking my claws and landing a brutal uppercut to my jaw. “But you bleed like every other failure.”

“Destroy this brat.” “I’m interested to find out just how impressive this brat is.” The eight Sages launched their attack immediately. Whoosh! In James’ hand, a ray of Sword Light appeared, followed by a brilliant longsword. It was the Primordial Dragon Blade. The Primordial Dragon Blade was once broken. However, Sophie had reconstructed the Primordial Dragon Blade for him a long time ago. As he held the Primordial Dragon Blade in his hand, James’ body flashed. Everyone only saw a flash of Sword Light. Before everyone realized what was going on, the bodies of the eight Sages who were charging at James were cut into halves and fell from the sky, eventually landing on the ground.

his voice drifted through the ionizing air, calm as a priest’s. “The one with the pulse-dampener. Take the legs first.” I didn't answer, but my body pivoted. I dropped low, my silk maternity robe snapping like a whip as I swept the lead Harvester's shins. The Sovereign strength was a terrifying, heavy thing—the titanium alloy buckled under my strike with the crunch of dry wood. As it hit the floor, I buried the Phantom Blade in its chest plate, punching through the heart of the power core. Another surge. The smell of scorched insulation and hot copper filled the nursery.

he was kicked back a few metres. He looked and saw Rin holding on to was perceived as a high frequency sonic blade (the type that vibrates so quickly that it looks still). then he looked at himself and saw that the needles were not the only things that were detached. his entire weapons system was in shambles, and his armour was shaved off so he was pretty much naked and had not choice but to use the last tool in his shed which was to hack. "with this I could win the battle." he said as he shot a faint beam that barely bruised Rin on her forehead and seemed to have no effect.

One gold. Every person on the battlefield stared in disbelief. Even Seraphine's eyes widened. "Impossible..." Aster whispered. "The Twin Blades." Elyan slowly smiled. "So the prophecy was incomplete." The red-eyed creature staggered backward. Fear finally appeared in its burning crimson eyes. "No... It cannot be." Seraphine looked at Kael and Rhydian with quiet pride. "It is time." Kael gripped the silver blade. Rhydian raised the golden one. The two swords began to resonate, filling the battlefield with blinding light.

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.