Bulletproof Invincible Suit の小説・ストーリー

“But they’re also stupid. They think brute force will break a Mack shield.” “Then give them a reason to stop,” Lionel’s voice crackled in Kael’s ear. “Understood, Chairman,” Kael replied. He signaled his team to drop the shield for a micro-second. As the commandos lunged forward, thinking they had finally broken through, the shield snapped back into place, but this time it was a "Phase-Inversion" field. The commandos’ own forward momentum was reflected back at them with double the force. They were thrown back across the grand foyer, their armor’s internal frames buckling under the impact.

“Yes.” “So.” Now the second guy was talking. “This is what’s gonna happen: we go out to the SUV and you climb in. You…” He nodded at Sully. “…in the middle, next to me. The gun stays jammed in your side, and you make one sudden move, I pull the trigger. Clear?” “Clear,” Sully spat at him. “Once you’re inside, we’ll blindfold you both. No bitching and no whining about it, by the way. This part’s non-negotiable.”

Both the armor of Invictus and the void shield of the pirate vessel were ablaze with explosions. By now Invictus had managed to get halfway beside the traitor vessel all the while pounding its shields with every gun that could shoot. "Brace for hard manoeuvres!" Price ordered. "Bow batteries, load Super-Density shells. Prepare for salvo fire on my command. Helm, main engines to idle, shift ten degrees starboard. Five degrees nose down. Bow thrusters to full reverse!"

Ivan unleashed another powerful attack, showing no regard for ordinary semi-Empyrean. Just as the two guards were about to engage, a shout rang out. "Step aside!" Alexander appeared, exuding a powerful aura. He swung his fist at Ivan's incoming palm. With a collision of fist and palm, a wave of energy rippled from the contact, forcing Ivan to retreat several steps. With just one exchange, the outcome was clear. Behind Alexander, the glass curtain wall of the building's exterior was shattered below the second floor. This was special reinforced bulletproof glass, but it still could not withstand the impact.

Manik just smirk and load his gun, ranveer was shocked to see such man before himself. Ranveer look at the direction where rival team was standing while creating a terrific aura, their quantity was so large and all of them were holding different kind of gums and bombs. Manik just snatched the gun of ranveer and opening the car door, he started to shoot them furiously with constant attacks, manik ordered ranveer to drive the car with slow pace and they were also shooting in a same way and only the firing of bullets could be heard on the whole road. The breaking sound of glass attached with cars was echoing but there were no scratch on manik's car because it was bullet proof and made with spe

As the wind picks it up and sends it away, I step back when I see Silent unfazed. "This armor is made from an incredibly dense, reinforced steel," Silent says, "You're going to need so much more than your pathetic explosive arrows to put a dent it in." "Let me guess," I say, grabbing a few more arrows. "A secret, stolen formula." "For what I want," Silent says, "I need this armor to be invincible." "And what is that exactly?" "Order." SpeedBlade: "Here's my order," I say, running and jumping into the air. Pulling back my sword, I prepare to swing at the giant calling himself Silent but as I raise my sword, I see Silent's hand glowing.

Shit, I probably needed to do something about that too, if I wanted her safe on the road… “She’s different,” I confessed, smiling a little when I remembered how she’d hugged me earlier. Sure, I was built like a tank, but that’s not what had resulted in my tag name. After getting shot at close range, and the bullet just bouncing off, the men were convinced that I must be made of steel. It wasn’t until they saw me bleed that I finally convinced them that kryptonite wasn’t my weakness…

He tore open his dark shirt, peeling the tailored coat from his broad shoulders. The coat wasn’t ordinary—it held military-grade nano shielding and active thermal fibers. His right arm swept across, palm gripping Vivienne’s slender waist, pressing her against his chest. The coat, warm and tight, wrapped her completely. The internal heating system kicked in, blocking the first wave of lethal cold. His heartbeat pressed against her back. Calm. With his free hand, he retrieved a palm-sized, bulletproof military-grade computing terminal, tossing it onto the wheelchair armrest. “Forget its rules,” he rasped, seasoned with battlefield grit. “Break it.”

Auditory texture like a saw cutting through bone, amplified to a volume that made my eardrums pop. The sound made the nanoweave of Neoma’s suit vibrate against her skin. My teeth rattled. "Wolfy?" Barzil asked. His voice was a low rumble. "What is coming?" I looked at the reading. Class 5 Kinetic Entity. Nuclear Core. Barzil-Steel Chassis. "He didn't just build weapons," I whispered. My throat constricted. I couldn't swallow. "He built a champion." The smoke swirled. Two burning red lenses, the size of dinner plates, ignited in the gloom. They glowed with a steady, pulsating heat.

Not only was Souichiro a powerful martial artist, but he also came equipped with the Demonbane and the exoskeletal suit created using Country A's genetic technology. It was impossible for Souichiro not to be invincible!