Iron Sonic Novels & Stories

The sonic effect skipped everyone who wore the device, including KR members. Vinsen sensed the sonic screamer even before Kayla thought of screaming. He stood on the top of a tower he knew by the solid structure, wasn't susceptible to the sonic effect. With his mind, and hand motions, he controlled the power of the sonic with his eyes closed. He trapped the effects within the borders of V Empire premises, directed the movement of the sonic effects, and told it whom to kill and who not to, what to destroy and what not to. The trees stopped moving, and all KR members and wolves were unharmed, but V Empire and everything related to them got destroyed. The vampires in the tower burst at the soun

The FBI agents swarmed around us, checking equipment, scanning for signals, searching for whatever had triggered my daughter’s sudden panic. “Sonic frequency,” Grace said suddenly from her corner of the hotel suite. She’d been so quiet I’d almost forgotten she was there. Now she stood, walking toward us. “Robert used it on his targets. Infrasound—you can’t hear it, but it creates terror, panic.” “Shut down all devices,” Agent Carter ordered the room sharply. “Now!” Nick yanked cords from walls while agents deactivated equipment. Fleur’s screams gradually subsided, replaced by hiccupping sobs against my shoulder.

For if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have known about Eva and Marie’s Sonic Clap. Sonic Clap was a sound based martial art that was difficult to study. Among the Undead, only a few with the exception of Eva and Marie had been able to study this skill and only three – two of them being the female assassins trying to kill Aiden – had been able to completely master it. Sonic Clap wasn’t as destructive as other martial arts, but it was very dangerous. Armed with the ability to destroy the eardrums of any who heard it and disorient as well as temporarily destroy the sense of balance of a person, Sonic Clap was not to be underestimated. Its greatest flaw however was that it was only best used as a sneak

"Channeling all non-essential power to the northern array! What am I broadcasting?" "THIS!" I yelled, holding Lina close to the comms pickup. Lina, fueled by the terror and the overwhelming energies clashing around her, let out another piercing, world-rejecting wail. The sound was captured, amplified, and fired from the city's defensive speakers as a focused sonic weapon, aimed directly at the shimmering, impossible structure outside the walls. The effect was instantaneous and catastrophic.

I had to use the environment. "I can slave the yard’s old acoustic sensors to a localized loop," I said, my mind racing as the "Architect" pivoted to industrial sabotage. "If I can get the old steam-whistles and the foundry sirens to trigger on a delay, I can create a 'Sonic Screen.' It’ll blow their eardrums and mask your movements." "Do it," Enzo said. He was standing over a massive, rusted anvil, sharpening a machete with a whetstone. The shick-shick-shick was the only heartbeat the room had.

The invisible blast hit the center of the Unbound vanguard. Dozens of the massive wolves collapsed, whimpering in sudden, paralyzing agony. The sonic wave was forcing the quartz plates in their fur to vibrate at a lethal frequency. I watched in horror as hairline fractures began to form along their armored spines. Silas was trying to shatter them from the inside out. Killian roared, fighting against the crushing pressure of the soundwave. He dug his claws into the earth, his silver eyes locking onto the lead truck. He could not reach it in time. The sonic field was too dense, acting like a physical wall of agony.

The frightening soundwave shook Sir Osborn, Paxton, and the other regular Osborn family members into bleeding out of their orifices and falling to the ground. Swenson looked shocked. “Is that Sydartha Society’s Titanium Leo-roar?” Hank Veal’s signature skill? Kayson knew it as well?! Judging by how he had executed it, he was close to completing the practice, and even grandmasters could not possibly overlook the effect of the soundwave. “Hah!” Valdis shouted, dispelling Kayson’s soundwave with wrathful eyes that looked like they could spit fire. “Kid, you’re provoking me!”

[The Ossuary] They reached a circular chamber. The walls were lined with skulls from floor to ceiling. Thousands of them. In the center of the room stood a massive device. It looked like a church organ made of brass and crystal. But instead of pipes, it had tuning forks. Giant, metal forks designed to resonate. The Nullifier. "It's a sonic weapon," Braun realized, running his hand over the brass gears. "Resonance frequency. If you hit the right note, you can shatter glass. Or... shatter a crystal meteorite."

“Instead, they've given us a blueprint of their desperation. Let's go.” “But why are these Sentinels unconscious?” I asked, my confusion evident. “Oh, them.” Malcolm pointed to a metal bar hidden beneath a tangle of strange wires. “There's a sonic trigger here. It emits a high-frequency pulse designed to induce a shock to the nervous system. Look.” “Does it electrocute you?” I asked, peering closer. “It induces a hypnotic state,” Malcolm corrected, straightening up. He then looked at me, a glint in his eye. “So, do you want to walk, or shall I carry you?”

Throughout history, whether in the ancient world of martial arts or modern society, sonic attacks had always been a terrifying means that were extremely difficult to defend against. Even Caleb was no exception! Caleb's body trembled violently from the oppressive force of the Heavenly Silence Melody. The vital energy within his body surged like a tide, fiercely resisting the overpowering force of the zither's sonic waves. The main hall beneath his feet shattered into pieces, revealing the gap in strength between him and Kratos!