Indestructible Object Man Ray Novels & Stories

The three bodyguards who had beaten him up yesterday now had broken arms and legs. Standing behind him, Cora kissed the top of his head and said, "Honey, you are my man. No one is allowed to hurt you."

For her. Slowly, Rayden managed a faint nod. The old man’s left hand pressed firmly against Rayden’s chest. A soft luminescence spread from his palm, weaving through Rayden's body like ethereal threads, stitching his life back together. *** Ten Years Later. BOOM! A barren hill at the edge of the Village of Deities simply ceased to exist, pulverized into dust by a single, casual punch. A young man of twenty-six stood calmly amidst the swirling debris, his expression impassive. Not a speck of dust clung to his clean clothes; only his long hair swayed in the wind generated by his own power.

His body was strong, but to increase the gravitational pull on his body by 4, if he didn’t protect himself with any inner energy, he would be injured. “Let’s stop for now” Ray quickly spoke when he saw that Mane was ready to jump at him again. He was a god, but even he couldn’t keep up with Mane’s energy. His son didn’t seem capable of exhaustion. “Okay” Mane relaxed his stance and fetched himself a glass of water. He got a glass for his father while he was at it. “Thanks” Ray received the glass from Mane and took a small sip before putting it down. He was a god so he didn’t really thirst for water. He did drink it, but he didn’t really need it.

Mace exclaimed as he stopped Fumiya from attacking the man again. "I forgot." "You idiots, you could've just called the security!" Mace massaged his temple as he reached for his phone and called someone. Yuan on the other hand prevented Shaun and Fumiya from coming close to the man again. Eleonna looked at the poor man who's shivering in fear as he mumbled 'sorry' repeatedly. Just what did these two did to him to be this scared? Mace came back with two bulky men behind him. It was their security, she guessed. They took the man like his weight was nothing but a feather.

- Mary Ann, her trembling eyes and lips were showing agony and fear she can’t do anything as the blade coming towards John Carl’s doorstep, her tears flow from its eyes involuntarily towards its cheeks *ZOOM!* but before the blade of the lv2 Hunter collides with John Carl, a figure suddenly jumps towards him his hands push John Carl hard using the momentum of his dash “no one in my friends dies before me!”- Raymart, the man who rushed to save John Carl was him! using his full mana and the adrenaline that builds up in his body, he miraculously arrives to John Carl and pushes him

Ryan dodged, grabbed his hand and twisted it before sending a punch that knocked off whatever was sustaining his immortality. The man was older than I thought he would qqqbe. Long, grey hair floating down his back and a similar colored pair of grey eyes. What was most significant was a single scar, running from one eye down to the lower part of his abdomen. It would have taken someone with a very strong grip to cut him open like that so deep that it never fully healed. Ryan dropped down and kicked his legs out from underneath him. The man fell and Ryan stomped on his chest, shattering a few ribs.a

They moved with the stiff, jerky reluctance of hostages walking through a minefield. Around their necks, the silver collars pulsed with an angry, rapid red light. The man in the center—the one who had destroyed the gate—was a mountain of mutated muscle. His arms were disproportionately massive, the skin vibrating so intensely that the air around his fists blurred in a localized haze of seismic friction. To his left stood a young woman whose forearms had split open, revealing jagged, foot-long spikes of rapidly regenerating bone. To the right was a boy whose very outline seemed to glitch and tear, his physical form constantly dissolving into dense, black smoke and re-solidifying.

I tried using them in the well, and it worked out fine. "Maybe it was the materials. It's not natural like the rest of this world. "You know you're right. Maybe metallic materials, or even just man-made objects, are not affected by my weapons. Hey Ray, you are pretty smart after all. I smiled and Ray smiled too, grabbing my head and rubbing his knuckle on my scalp. "Have there ever been any questions?" he asks me jokingly. "Always." I wiggle out of his grip, running out of his reach. "With you, you never know what you'll get."

That type of disregard for life almost made me lose my cool. Then out of the sky drops a large muscular male wearing green, padded armor and a mask. " End of the line , Ominous! ” The large man said. " Who are you? ” Ying yang said. " You can call me Stronghold !” Stronghold said. Meanwhile, vice grip and energy grid are destroying the mechanisms on the Forefront of the facility. " What’s wrong? You can’t keep up? " Vice grip said as he slashed through the fire-breathing turrets. His arm slashed through the mechanized destroyers like a butter knife through a thick layer of margin.