Invincible Attack Grounded Novels & Stories

One step forward. The ground cracks beneath my feet. “They’re not my weakness.” Another step. “They’re my reason.” The figures react. Violently. All at once. Attacking again. But this time— I don’t hesitate. I don’t falter. I don’t look at their faces. I move. Fast. Precise. Unstoppable. One strike. One down. Doesn’t matter if they reform. Doesn’t matter if they come back. Because now— I’m not fighting them.

James silently cursed. He hurriedly catalyzed the Invincible Body Siddhi. The moment he catalyzed the Invincible Body Siddhi, an illusory Palm Energy came crashing toward him. The bronze halo enveloping the surface of his skin was instantly shattered. James was sent flying once more. As he crashed toward the sea, he vomited a mouthful of blood. At that moment, Sky arrived. When he saw James’ Invincible Body Siddhi being shattered and him being sent flying by the Palm Energy, Sky cursed, “What did he do to provoke that creature?”

It was to the point that it could harm him if he didn't take it seriously. That being said, Ezekiel made sure not to take the incoming attack lightly just like what he did before. He moved the right sight of his body backward and, narrowly, he managed to avoid the vertical attack that Alpha Lawrence had unleashed against him. But to his shock, that attack caused five long curve lining on the grounds. Just the wind pressure alone from that attack was more than enough to cause something terrifying on the ground. Seeing it with a glance, Ezekiel had his eyes widened. He was taken aback and he was thankful that he decided to avoid such an attack.

Viggo suggested. He cracked his knuckles—a sharp, dry sound in the damp room. He was covered in sewer muck, but his eyes were clear. His jaw was set. "Negative," I countered. "The Covenant air fleet is grounded or loyal to Nergal. We have no transport capable of reaching that altitude without being intercepted by anti-air batteries. We are grounded." "So we can't climb, and we can't fly," Barzil rumbled from the shadows. He was stripping down his ruined uniform. He checked the straps of his scavenged gear with precise, methodical movements.

Storm was leading another team from the opposite direction of the exit so that the two teams would meet at a certain point. Vinca was done crying. The filthy bastards could do whatever they wanted with her and then kill her. Her reputation wouldn't matter if she was dead anyway. She closed her eyes and wished for death to come quickly. **** Storm and his men had found the truck in a field. It was covered with branches to make it look like an overgrown bush. Though it was dark, his trained eyes had noticed that the bush had a weird shape so they moved closer to it. Each of them had powerful rechargeable flashlights with them but because they didn't want to announce their presence, Storm switc

He employed a skill that he had been storing for the final battle. [Invincible Charge] It was unstoppable, as the name implies. A skill that causes the opponent to be immobilized for the duration of the skill. Although it appears to be very strong, it does have limitations. For instance, the user will be unable to utilize any other skill while casting this skill. It also required two hands to execute, hence it was a skill employed to bridge the gap between you and your opponent. Gill remained motionless, astounded by his inability to move his body as Lance lunged at him. He couldn't get away from it. Gill collapsed to the ground as the massive arms slammed into him.

It only took a few moments for me to regain my ability to move. Once my arms and legs were under my control again, I scrambled to my feet and took in the situation. It was Brice! He’d flung himself at Verina and knocked her down. Now, he was attacking her. She hadn’t seen him coming, so she was completely caught off-guard. But now that she had recovered from the shock of it, she was rearing back to strike. As I stood, pulling my staff to my hand, when sent him flying off of her.

It seemed that even among Predators, Vital Orange had unusual strength! Blue King furrowed his brows when he saw the state of the floor where he previously stood. The stadium wasn’t ordinary. It was made to withstand fights like these, and rarely faced such destruction. Vital Orange had proven with this strike that even if Blue King was uninjured, receiving the blow head on wouldn’t have just been a bad decision, it would have been a fatally disastrous one. In a sense, his injury had saved him from being ‘one-shotted’ by Vital Orange.

"The Ghost Army is holding the Bastion. What is your status?" "We have a localized extinction event bearing down on our position in the real world," Ren spoke rapidly, his eyes tracking the Behemoth's slow, inexorable advance on Kara's monitors. "A Vanguard Behemoth. It's shielded, and we don't have the heavy ordinance to crack it."

"Get down!" Rhys roared. Before the words had even fully left his throat, his massive hand slammed into Agnes’s shoulder, driving her hard against the concrete floor. At the same instant, he lunged sideways, his heavy boot catching Marcus Vance square in the chest. The force of the kick sent the gaunt doctor flying backward, tumbling behind the thick, reinforced steel landing gear of the idling VTOL. A split second later, a high-velocity plasma round hissed through the air.