Bulletproof Invincible Suit Novels & Stories

Still, he firmly believed that I had to be alive, and he was going to find me no matter what. Suddenly, a stray bullet whizzed right past him, grazing his arm. Vernon felt a sudden sharp pain in his arm as blood began seeping out of his skin and into his clothes. Yet, he never stopped. He just gritted his teeth and continued moving forward. After what felt like an eternity, he suddenly thought he heard someone calling my name. He immediately looked up and saw that I was safe and sound and still in one piece while giving out orders to the medical personnel there.

"The organization's technology is advancing rapidly. Soon, we'll have bodies identical to humans and be invincible to bullets!" "So, your current body isn't bulletproof?" Judith asked. "Who says it isn't? Only..." The man paused and then smiled sinisterly. "Enough talk. I've removed my clothes. It's your turn. Will you do it yourself, or shall I help you?" "You can undress in hell!" Judith barked, suddenly wielding a handgun. She pointed it at the horrifying mutant. "I want to confirm if your hideous body is truly bulletproof." As she spoke, she pulled the trigger.

Maybe they had a chance against me, though it's not going to make any difference. It was too late by the time they put their weapons to use; there was no way their bullets could touch a single hair on my head. I'm invincible. The shield I created using my powers couldn't be penetrated by metal or any other substances. The shock on their faces was worth watching when the bullets bounced back and hit them. We could have had more fun, but too bad I didn't have time to waste on pawns when I was aiming for the king's neck. All the commotion alerted the crew in the cabin, and they were smart enough to escape rather than stick to a fight they would undoubtedly lose.

Mitbahl nearly exploded in anger. Scarbrow trembled his lips. "How can you be invulnerable... Are you... are you really human?!" Upon hearing this, Mitbahl gave him a dumbfounded look. He quickly unzipped his leather jacket with a swish. "Haven't you seen a bulletproof vest before? Damn, you're so ignorant! Do you think I have superpowers to be invincible? You've been watching too many movies! With your intelligence, you should just crawl back into your mother's womb and let her give birth to you again!"

He wasn't erratic and perhaps I'd never see him be that way. "You see, this is the best way. You choose, give me Valiant and give me Regal. You are free to go on your own or I can assist in making you go with a hollow point." "Fat fucking chance...just stop with the veiled threats and demands. Show yourself." I heard him say while I watched from a safer distance. The truth is that while he stood there looking like a model in his fancy tailored suit, he was so skilled with any weapon in his hand. He hadn't earned his nickname for no reason. Claymore, that shit would be a testimony to his calloused conscience.

He decided to show Walter what a true powerhouse was like. Brutus managed to stabilize himself mid-air and roared. Sound waves burst out, and there was ringing in everyone's ears. Everyone stopped fighting to put up defenses around themselves while looking toward the source of the sound waves. It was Brutus. While Brutus was roaring, his fur, which had been burned and wet because of Walter, turned back to normal. This included his beloved fur around his heart, which turned back into a furry heart. "Solace Armor!" Brutus roared, and several colorful lights that looked like strimmers started moving around him. Numerous golden pillars shone at him from different angles at the same time. Petals

Only elite invocate teams had guns and silver bullets. Silver bullets were more practical than swords because the bullet would usually get lodged in the flesh of the wolf, just like what happened to Morning when I met her. The silver in their bodies would drain their energy and hinder their healing. It would poison their blood, and they were very likely to die after getting shot. So, guns were very important tools for invocates. Yet only a handful got to use them.

"The experiment has reached its expiration. We have come to reclaim the foundation." "Reclaim this!" Victor leveled the rifle and opened fire. The pulses of blue energy slammed into the lead suit, but the white armor didn't crack. It absorbed the impact, the surface rippling like water. The figure didn't even flinch. It simply raised a hand—a five-fingered gauntlet tipped with vibrating, metallic talons—and flicked its wrist. The world flipped. A gravity-bomb hit the center of the estate.

"NEVER!" Bima roared, his entire body tensing as he ignored the agony in his pinned leg and bitten arm. The Master AI Fitness Freak's eyes, once displaying a smiling icon, now flickered yellow beside Riska, projecting the bullet's velocity data. [Warning! Kevin's 'Protein Shooter' is active! Bullet speed: Mach 1.5! Destructive power: HIGH!] [System Suggestion: Evade or parry! Protein bullets can cause 'Muscle Denaturation' and 'Acute Calorie Crisis'!]

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."