Gundam Statue Destroyed Novels & Stories

He couldn't stop it at all. In his extremely desperate eyes. The entire majestic statue of the Spirit-eating Divine Beast collapsed with a loud bang! In the end, it turned into a pile of rubble and no longer had any spirituality. This statue, which had existed for millions of years, completely collapsed today! "Puff puff puff puff..." After the Spirit Devouring Array was destroyed, the Spirit-devouring King and numerous Spirit-devouring Clan experts were all severely injured and vomited blood!

The statue had stood like a guardian over this place for who knows how long, but now it was nothing more than a crumbling heap. I could hear the shifters’ enraged bellows echoing through the air behind us, their growls mingling with the distant roar of another explosion. The sound was almost primal, fuelled by fury and a desire for vengeance. They were closing in, and fast. I felt a shiver of recognition as I glanced at the destroyed statue. It reminded me too much of the one we had back at the Shifters Uni. The similarities were eerie—the way the stone wolves stood tall, proud, immortalised in their fierce poses, as if to warn outsiders of the power and history they represented. Ours had be

The statue of Christ the Redeemer still stood over the way ravaged city of Rio de Janeiro, but little else looked the same. Great swaths of the once attractive downtown area had been destroyed pro to when the Navy retook the skies. Now, having been victimized by repeated submarine launched missile attacks, the city lay in ruins.

Boom! A wooden statue was exploded into tiny pieces that scattered around. Sploosh~ Another melted like liquid after being covered with dark green goo. Shing! Splash! Bam! Froom! More wooden statues were destroyed in many manners of attacks. Invisible wind blades, powerful blasts of water, earth spikes and infernos. It was not just the statues but the area nearby was also affected by these attacks.

’ Tyr walked all the way to the front, eventually arriving at the Iron Atelier. The Cooter Armor was forged in the atelier in the past, but now the entire atelier had collapsed. In the meantime, the massive Black Turtle statue in front of the atelier was blown to bits. The Scylla’s head, which was hovering above the Black Cooter, was severed. The Black Cooter’s body was completely cracked underneath, looking quite pathetic and sad.

At the moment the machines died. The plasma of the Gatling cannons is extinguished. The exoskeletons of the hounds in their Move in. The huge drills over us crashed abruptly. The Surrender Knistern of the plasma whip disappeared on the ground. All that the consortium Power lost, it became worthless junk in this one second. Kael let go of the dead Juggernaut who flipped like a rusty statue. Heavy breathing, sown with dirt and blood, but unbroken, he looked over to me. The

All I wanted was for all of this to end quickly. The moment our photo was taken, a crack was heard coming from the bronze statue behind everyone that represented the family history of the Colombos. "Look out!" Adrian dashed toward me the moment the statue fell, and he grabbed me. The giant statue brushed my back as it crashed to the ground, causing a huge swirl of dust in the air. Cecelia had been standing on the other side of me, and she suffered from the impact of the crash as the pieces of broken stones flew at her.

Under everyone’s continuous siege, the stone statues were damaged to a large extent, and one even had a severed leg. The stone statues suddenly stopped moving as if they were waiting for everyone to smash them into pieces. As their outer shells fell off, the insides of the stone statues were slowly revealed. A few normal human-sized mechas in black crawled out from the wreckage. Although smaller in size, the oppression they brought to everyone increased by several folds. Before everyone could react, the mechas picked up the stone swords and attacked. The swords that had lost their radiance burst into a fearsome black light as soon as they were touched.

The viewers of the live broadcast also joined in, their voices filling the internet. At that moment, the phrase "Return the stones to each country!" was everywhere online, resounding across the web. Many embassies began driving to the scene to retrieve the stones representing their countries. Previously, Sunland had refused to return them. Now, with the tower destroyed, they had no reason to refuse. The Sunland people were stunned. They had never imagined that the Pagoda of Nations, which they had never wanted to dismantle, would be destroyed by Kanpei Ichiro. The tower's collapse was like a domino effect, shattering all their pride and dignity.

Some called his name under their breath. He didn’t respond. But he allowed himself one glance at his dead comrades. He had to. This was the weight he had chosen to carry until his plan was finished. ‘Forgive me,’ he told them silently. ‘I won’t waste the lives you’ve sacrificed. I swear it.’ The inside of the headquarters was a wreck. Gildeon hadn’t expected the sylphs to tear through the place this badly in such a short time. The black steel frames were cracked, and some were bent inward from the force of the attack. Flames licked at torn curtains while chunks of stone and metal littered the floor. Dust sifted steadily from the ceiling.