Legendary Armament Canon Novels & Stories

(With a heavy sigh he stretches both of his arms out and cracks his back then begins charging forward into the desert after the creature) [A little deeper into the underground military base Xanne has begun walking around with what appears to be a camouflage color shopping cart and is picking up items as he goes along] Xanne: Good boy Dantzler you give them a decent show while I keep all of our actual problems resolved.......and from the sounds of it it sounds like you went a little overboard so 10 to one I have about an hour before anyone actually shows up here, ooh is that a gun? (Walking towards what appears to be an arm sized cannon with no outward firing mechanism however Xanne recognize

"At first, the pain was overwhelming. The void she left, even though we weren’t together long, was unbearable. I hear a lot of Lycans say that if we lose our mate, we don’t risk going feral. But I can tell you, if you’re not strong and don’t have a purpose, the pain of that loss can drive you mad." Taylor couldn’t stop his thoughts from drifting to Andriel and the fact that he’d nearly died. The idea of the pain Andriel would have endured from his loss left Taylor uneasy. "Did you find a purpose?" Taylor asked, curious about how Lawrence had kept himself from losing his mind. "I channeled my anger and thirst for vengeance," Lawrence said. "I joined the guard to fight the rebels, to stop them

The mechanical creature raised its right hand, which functioned as an electromagnetic energy cannon, aiming it directly at Bima's seasoning distillation flask. The barrel of the cannon began to pulse with a deep blue black light, ready to fire a shot that would destroy their final hope forever.

“You are responsible for them. They all have your runemark on them so you can know them and identify them when they die. Ragnar politely took his weapon. It was a projectile weapon called the atomic gun. It was similar to the theme weapon that Lanek sent the sea dragon, but smaller in size. One of the most powerful weapons Sergeant Hakon had was a chainsword. The belt around the gun contains a dispenser for another small but powerful weapon called a mini grenade. "Careful." said the armorer. “For fools, it is as dangerous as the enemy. Now follow the servant and report to the training ground.

"Camilla? What are you doing?" My voice barely worked, shock stealing breath from my lungs. The gun in Camilla's perfectly manicured hand looked surreal. Wrong. Like a prop from a movie that had wandered into real life. "What I should have done months ago." Camilla moved into the room with predatory grace, her armed mercenaries fanning out to cover exits. "Taking control of a situation that has spiraled far too long." Elena stood frozen, her face pale. "This was not part of our agreement."

I had to clarify things for them all. “This was not the work of the rogues. Not the ones I grew up with at least. Rogues have limited resources. We make our arrows out of tree branches. No two arrows look the same. This one looks very much like the first one that was shot at us while we were leaving Aeron’s pack,” I explained. “And the funeral? Why do we have to bury him immediately? And how soon are we talking?” Darius questioned.

She is representing her clan in these games. The Poissonarm clan is represented by Poissona. The art that this clan possesses is very useful and effective. It is one of my favourite weapons against humanity when I am in the mood. The most effective weapon to destroy a kingdom, starting with the ruler, is poison. This, not only causes physical harm but also weakens the ruler's morale, making them easy prey

Kala murmured. THE ARMORY I passed through the main armory, where warriors tested weapons blessed by old bloodlines. Swords that hummed. Axes that flared with lightning. Guns engraved with storm runes, charged by solar crystal and moonstone alike. In one corner, the Alpha wolves trained with flame-bursting spears. In another, the human warriors were loading anti-demon rifles while two elves argued about mana reload rates. A dwarf named Braglin sat on a cannon he’d named “Sally” and threatened to marry it if it fired true in battle.

"My father got this on my 18th birthday. Champions are different from the first-generation Mobile Armor. They're the true combat Mobile Armors. They were with the Turmann family for countless years. Those Mobile Armors created after Champions were just some soulless broken pieces. They were tall. But they can only be controlled remotely. Humans can't enter those Mobile Armors. Thus, synesthesia systems don't exist for those Mobile Armors. They're just a bunch of meaningless machines."

The combination of the Cloud Mist Gloves, the Cloud Mist Armor, and the Cloud Mist Boots could release an arrow. The power of this arrow was comparable to that of a peak second stage of the Holy Land Realm. Because of the power of the arrow, the formation was on the verge of collapse. He was still one step away! Caspian raised his arm and raised his palm. Eight Desolate God-Terminator Halberd was in his hand. "Break!"