Cyclops Full Power Optic Blast Novels & Stories

His human form seemed tragically diminished under the harsh reality of the flickering flames, his yellow eye glaring ominously. The cave vibrated with a sudden shrill ring, tearing through the terrified silence. We froze, not daring to move. The abrupt sound echoed menacingly along the rough stone terrain, its orchestra a heart-stopping alarm. The Cyclops, however, merely sighed and rose, his lumbering form casting gigantic shadows on the cavern walls. Karen's eyes went wide; the ring wasn't from our phones, but from the grotesque version of humanity in front of us. The Cyclops, devoid of expression, slid his hand into his pocket. He extracted a glittering device that looked absurdly small i

Elektris’s hard power which was now the lightning swirling in a ball. One look at Elektris and Viper knew what she had to do. Elektris had sensed this and had hardly gotten to use Reign when Viper set off the ball of lightning on her. It hit her in an exploding array of white and Viper had to use the Okulus to shield herself from the lightning flashes that surged and zapped at Elektris from every direction.

Rhys slammed his bare right fist down into the rising water. The stored kinetic energy from the plasma bolts, combined with the raw, untamed power of the Apex Core, erupted from his knuckle in a localized shockwave. The seawater violently atomized, throwing a blinding, fifty-foot wall of pulverized mist into the air. The sheer force of the kinetic wave hit the three rushing heralds like a falling mountain, shattering their heavy chest plates and launching them backward through the water. They slammed into the black titanium walls with bone-crushing force, their high-frequency blades clattering harmlessly onto the wet floor. The lead herald scrambled backward through the surf, his mechanized

Vance roared from the helm, his golden eyes flashing with a fierce, bloodthirsty light as he spun the heavy wooden wheel, sending our flagship skimming across the lip of the shelf. The moment our hull scraped against the outermost void-iron plates of their fortress with a deafening, metallic screech, the royal hybrid power in my blood exploded entirely. The iridescent golden-red aura flared outward in a massive, cataclysmic shockwave of raw thermal energy, instantly flash-boiling the sea water between the two vessels and sending a wall of concussive, superheated steam screaming across the enemy deck.

She lifted something into the air with both hands. Brea sucked in a huge breath when she finally realized that Victoria held a baby high into the air, a bright blue blanket swathed the boy as he began to cry. The whole beautiful setting turned from a sparkling scene to a black ash color before her very eyes. Everything blurred and the once bright colors ran together, like a Rockwell painting gone wrong. She could hear a loud roaring, it sounded like that time when a tornado passed close to where she lived in town last year. Her body shook as her stomach heaved. This can’t be real! She leaned her head back and screamed, “NOOOO!”

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

As the guards scanned the room, and cleared section by section, everything fell silent. “Found it!” we heard, our hearts sinking. Everything we had done since arriving back to rescue Carson had been captured through a small camera. How had it gotten here? When? Carson stood on shaky legs, “Still a little weak are you Lycan Alpha? Well, hopefully you will be ready tomorrow,” the Rogue King taunted, as Carson took the small camera and crushed it in his hand. “No worries, there are more where that came from,” the Rogue King promised.

Light answered like breath to lungs. A sunburst exploded from her palm: warm gold shot through with threads of incandescent white. It met the void sphere head-on. Power collided with power, neither giving ground. A concussive boom ripped outward, flattening tents, scouring loose stones, hurling corpses and broken weapons into the air. The shockwave made soldiers on both sides stagger, ears ringing.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

In response, one of the cyclops began to shake violently as white flames began to stream within its mouth. His entire body turned bright crimson, and it appeared as if every vein in his body was about to burst. "I'm also capable of making it powerful enough to instantly burn through anything." Another swarm of white flames surged towards the legs of another cyclops as if I were demonstrating it. As soon as it got to the leg, the leg vanished. The cyclops' legs were reduced to ashes before he could even feel the pain. "Additionally, they are currently experiencing pain that is considerably more excruciating than being burned alive by any other flame. My flames are one of a kind."