Hidan Weapons Novels & Stories

As I moved deeper into the room, one SD Femi-Nazi moved down the left wall, the other moved down the right and Constanza remained two steps behind me. "Please clarify my task for this time period, Constanza?" I requested. The look she shot me was lethal. "The weapons present are ones you have stated you have a familiarity with as well as others in common usage here at Havenstone. All the rounds are hollow points, or slugs. Chose which weapons you wish to qualify in, load your clips and inform me when you have completed this part of the assignment."

“Imperial what?” “Empyreal Weapons,” he spelled out. “Ancient weapons made during the Age of the Empyreal Gods. These weapons were given to the different races before the gods left this world … then passed on from generation to generation. People believed that a wielder of an Empyreal Weapon possessed the strength of a thousand men. And to estimate, there are about a hundred of these weapons recorded … But they’re widely spread across all countries and all continents in the world.” “And how is that related to this frozen sword?”

’’- He then noticed Niru’s Horari Mittere- a sacred weapon that is only granted to minims- supreme beings that existed in the beginning, even before the history was sewed. ‘’How did that human gain such overly powerful weapon? I have no chances of surviving this battle…’’ KSSSSHHH….- the Horari Mittere blares, it makes a sound to show dominance. A sound that even Adreen, the leader of a beast tribe steps back, he cautiously moved back for brute force isn’t enough to stop its bursting shots. The cries of his centipede men fades as they walk away, leaving Adreen alone in this fight.

And for the first time since my capture, I feel a semblance of myself return. I take a deep breath. It’s time. I can’t afford to linger here, lost in the past. The weapons locker catches my attention, hidden in the corner. I know I’ll need them. The stash of Men-in-Black technology. Exotic weapons, guns that fire more than just bullets, armor that bends light around the wearer, gadgets that I don’t even fully understand. I suit up quickly, the weight of the gear familiar and reassuring. It’s the last piece of the puzzle. The final step before I face whatever’s waiting for me next.

I started searching for all those weapons that have been displayed, touching everything I saw. Most of them are guns and knives. My eyes turned at those guns. I walked there, tracing my fingers in it. “Where would Gideon use all of these?” I wondered. Lilian says, “I was also thinking about the same thing. We are immortal. We have our abilities as well and all of these are not needed anymore…” My brows were furrowed as I kept on looking until my eyes turned at the small handguns displayed next to the long guns. I could feel my heart pounding as my eyes fixed on it.

Our journey took us to hidden sanctuaries, abandoned castles, and remote corners of the world, where we sought the wisdom of those who had come before us. In a hidden chamber beneath an ancient castle, we discovered a cache of weapons—an exquisite blade with a hilt adorned with intricate symbols, a bow that seemed to hum with latent energy, and a staff that emanated an aura of ancient power. These artifacts had been passed down through the generations, waiting for the rightful heirs to claim them. As we grasped the weapons, a surge of energy coursed through our bodies, as if the ancient spirits whispered their approval. We could feel the weight of our ancestors' legacy in our hands, and a se

An advantage of the poison coating is that these creatures died immediately after attack. Rashak brought a box of mixed weapons, swords and daggers, other small knives and four headed ninja weapons.. Heck! I don’t even know their names, how will I use them. I noticed Jaden filling his pockets with the weapons and hiding a few in his outfit. He already seemed to be in action and waiting to have some fun. The more creatures came and the more we took down but I realised that it was meant to slow is down "She is trying to slow us down!!! What should we do now?" I screamed and asked for help.

Zachary kept glaring at their tensed faces as they both talked with each other through their eyes. Orkus took a deep breath before he started speaking, “Elijah hated Binnazun to his guts. Even when he had everything, he couldn’t stop scheming his death. On his death bed, he cursed Binnazun that his clan would be wiped off by his great-great-grandson. To accomplish this mission, he gave a holy totem to his family which was his mighty silver swords. Those swords had invincible powers, Zachary. They were the jewels that Elijah secretly stole the time Hell and Heaven were parted by the Almighty. He very cleverly hid the most powerful weapons which include Ragnarok- the Silver Sabre, Venomshark-

“WHAT?! HARASA?!” Kartika is shocked by knowing that Alfi finally decided to use Harasa, the holy weapon number 12. “What is it, Kartika? What is Harasa?” The agitated Varz asked. “There are 5 holy weapons that hard to use. The holy weapon number 3: Duy-Duy, this one requires one’s painful sorrow. Alfi can use this one because of his painful past. The holy weapon number 6: Tipit, this one requires one’s pure love. Alfi can use this one because of his compassion towards Megumi. The holy weapon number 9: Pelidi, this one requires one’s intelligence. Alfi can use this one because he is sharp enough. The holy weapon number 10: Pukan, this one requires one’s soul of rebellion. Alfi can use this

I walked to my bed and kneeled down, reaching underneath. My fingers grabbed hold of something, and with a little effort, I pulled out a black suitcase. A smile crept across my lips as I unzipped it, revealing the weapons inside. My fingers gently traced over the cool silver of my daggers and the sharp wooden stakes. "Which one of you will be lucky enough to sink into those monsters tonight?" I whispered, giggling softly as I ran my fingers over them. I played a little game with myself. "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe…" My finger landed on a silver dagger, specially designed for werewolves. Next, I grabbed a wooden stake, its tip coated in vervain, a deadly substance for vampires. Then, I picked up