Beyblade X Gear Chip Novels & Stories

“You’ve obtained Yianni’s Marciais Power and even integrated his Marciais Soul. Indeed, you have some strength. However, do you think this alone can withstand my Xalador Daeclon Rank?” With that, he pointed his two fingers into the void, drawing a huge Tai Chi pattern. It spat out countless dense Tai Chi Energy Balls that flew toward James. In that instant, James moved. He took several steps with the Terrastride Step, stepping on the Tai Chi Energy Balls as he charged straight at Corey. “The Terrastride Step. Interesting!” Facing James up close, Corey did not retreat but instead advanced. He immediately engaged in a fierce battle with James.

They screeched painfully, appearing utterly frightening. There was a strange wave, and something suddenly came out of the mist. Chase collected a gray bead the size of a fist and in the form of a baby's fist. This bead was a result of Nefarious Deity Energy being gathered. It contained thick evil energy attributes. Chase frowned suddenly. After he took the bead, the runes on the wall dimmed a little. Another bead created from Nefarious Deity Energy appeared. It was milky white and translucent with a soft glow around it as it floated in front of Chase.

Theo dropped into the other chair and bumped my shoulder, also saying nothing, which from Theo was basically a speech. I took the chip out of my pocket. It felt lighter than it had any right to. Or maybe I was just used to carrying the weight of it and now it was just... a chip. I set it into the housing. The runes lit up amber. Warm, not scary. Honestly kind of pretty. "Ready?" Adrian asked. "Yeah." "Hand on the housing. Direct contact for the bloodline check." I put my palm flat against the copper. It was warm. Warmer than metal should be.

Deliberate omissions. But one thing she could confirm. He wasn't lying. The post hypnotic stress response. Those nightmares. She really had lived through it. She put her phone down and picked up the chip she had taken from the rabbit. She plugged it into her computer. A password box popped up. She tried her birthday. Wrong. Julian's birthday. Wrong. Tried a few more. All wrong. She pulled the chip out and looked at it in her palm. A black chip the size of a fingernail. On the front, a triangle with a serpent coiled inside, head pointing up. The logo of Wenger's lab.

Bent down, and from the pool of blood at the yellow-toothed gambler's feet I picked up the black chip. I wiped the blood off it with the hem of the jacket. Then I lifted my head to Dante. "Mr. Castellano. Paid in full." I held the chip up between us. "This chip—can I take it to the cage for cash. Now."

One moment he was thirty feet away; the next, he was a blur of charcoal-grey alloy slamming into Xander’s chest. Xander, usually the immovable object of the Citadel, was thrown backward. His boots carved deep, jagged trenches into the obsidian floor as he struggled to maintain his Grounding Circuit. "Caleb, snap out of it!" Xander roared, his voice cracking with a pain that had nothing to do with his broken ribs. He flared his silver Alpha aura, trying to create a Pulse-Buffer to push the creature back. The thing that used to be Caleb tilted its head. The obsidian mirrors of its eyes didn't reflect the room; they reflected a streaming scroll of violet code.

If Ethan could reactivate the localized gear-grid, he could use the analog frequencies to send a message to his remaining allies inside the city and locate a safe entry point beneath the Vanguard’s noses. "Marcus, check the pressure valves on the lower hydraulic line," Ethan commanded as he stepped up to the bronze console. "Mr. Vance, this gear hasn't turned in fifty years," Marcus said, wiping a layer of thick, black grease from a nearby gauge. "The gears are likely fused together by rust. If we force the primary winding key, the internal mainspring will snap, and we'll be trapped in this tunnel forever." "It won't snap," Ethan replied coldly. "The metal used in these gears contains a high

I added, tongue-tied. His lips twitched in recreation. "Blame the chip for it was at fault." "What do you mean?" He looked up in the clear bluish sky. "That chip is created for survival to the Game." His face has always been blank but an aesthetic image of a king and his wisdom. "With the creation of this certain someone, we would be able to make use of the chips as a kind of weapon that can knock for a loop enemy by making it touch the skin and send a sudden bolt to make the enemy faint, but only it would be lasting for minutes," he explained, turning his back to me as keeps up striding.

As her fire flared, a high-frequency Static-Burst—generated by a giant, hand-cranked Tesla coil—ripped through the hallway. Jade screamed, her wings flickering and collapsing. The fire in her blood felt like it was being ground between two stones. "It's a localized disruption field!" she gasped, her vision blurring. "They're using the 'Hard-Delete' prototypes as a defense system!" The Battle of the Gears Without her fire, Jade had to rely on the training she had almost forgotten. She drew a physical blade—a heavy, carbon-steel machete—and charged.

Another thing Chris and Vitali sneered at, but Amelia has ordered them to keep their opinions to themselves. Amelia is sparring in human form against Jianyu, Vitali is sparring against the Tian pack’s head warrior – a man by the name of Hu – and Chris – technically Axel – is sparring against Jianyu’s Delta Gearoid. Gearoid’s wolf is all white, except his left hind leg, which is black. I think it’s rather cute.