Magic Bullet Blender Parts の小説・ストーリー

The indestructible carbonium of the hammer protected my upper body, but the The explosion hurled me backwards over the slimy concrete floor. The guard kicked out a terrible, distorted electronic scream. The thermit sat with thousands of degrees through its chrome plated tanks and the underlying polymer. The artificial muscles of his right arm stumble away in a fraction of a second. The white plasma blade flickered wild, squealed and extinguished, while the guard's arm as burning lumps scrap fell to the ground. The monster blew backwards, blind and severely damaged while the melted sensor eyes in his face.

I abandon the stash collection of numerous zigzagged bladed twin daggers I was gawking at and begin heading towards her. Sometimes, I get too lost in my head whenever I am talking about weapons. When I reach her, she points at the array of a few oddly shaped, bogus fat guns before us that I have never seen before. They are just five. Their barrels have very transparent curved channels that look like empty see-through water pipes, transversing all way from the mouth of their barrels throughout the rest of their bodies. “What are these?” I ask, lifting my hands to touch them. “They do not have a name yet, but I love calling them the ‘Blitz’ because of the swift balls of molten silver they can

Finally, he made up a half finished product. The half-finished product named by him as Black Lightning had a shape which was 60% similar to a motorcycle, but the fuel tank was made into a huge storage space, which could store a large quantity of food, water, resources and various necessities. The wheels, which had been designed by Ding Hao, were rotating flywheels with wind-fire blades after being stirred up by the inscription formation... Ding Hao even planned to refine the head of Black Lightning into a storm excitation device to have a concealed weapon. The safety barriers on both sides had not been installed yet. In his plan, it could be used as a semi-automatic sword support.

It was because I was a hybrid: a mix of both them which was frowned upon. The figure finally decided to come out of its shell by stepping where the light was. It was a boy or a man: I don't know since his face was still not clear. He was tall; around six feet and five inches. He had a silver hair that was slicked back on the front and undercut on its sides. His ripped arms were surrounded by tattoos of animals and some scripting. He had the same blades that I had in his hands with a belt that contained steel that had claws at the end. We called it Gluon fragmentor drill: in short GFD. It was used to clutch on an object such as trees or walls when you are flying.

“.50 caliber bullet which is only used on anti-material rifles or .50 caliber machine guns. I’d opted out the second.” He reached for the bullet but she stopped him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. It’s made of silver and wolfsbane. A single touch could send you into a tremendous amount of pain before your muscles paralyzed. And you would slowly die, of course.” “And yet it didn’t harm you.” Mira smiled. “You seriously need to update the file you wrote about me.” She walked to the exit but stopped briefly. “And Dalton, stop going after my acquaintances. You’ll find the shooter on top of the building across your office.”

"I finished this weapon a long time ago, but I always lost the right time to explain it to you." "This weapon is a combination of a crossbow, a bomb, and a bit of magic. The crossbow itself is a weapon that is not difficult to use for beginners, so I chose it. On the arrow, I designed the tip to be spherical instead of pointed. There I placed a small bomb design that I gave a little touch of magic to." "Once the arrow hits the enemy, the bomb on the arrow will explode. The fire generated from the bomb will quickly spread around and be difficult to extinguish for several hours, thanks to the magic in the bomb mixture."

The gun parts suddenly trembled, seemingly pulled by an invisible force. Then, with a crisp 'click', the parts floated and landed on the bare rifle frame almost simultaneously. In less than a second, the assault rifle was fully assembled. "Impossible!" Bluebird stood up abruptly in astonishment. The scene before her was beyond her imagination. How did the so-called 'Grandmaster Burrey' achieve that? Liam paid no attention to the reactions of the Nine Nether squad members beside him.

It didn't even have just a distortion in its liquid-metal face that gave the impression of one. Its right arm split apart like something unzipping from the inside, reforming into a longer, sharper shape. The blade gleamed even in the thin red light. Alessio didn’t wait for it to make the first move. He fired. The round struck dead center, the kind of hit that should have dropped a human in one heartbeat. Instead, the drone’s body rippled again, almost lazily, absorbing the bullet like it was a stone tossed into water. The slug clattered harmlessly onto the floor behind it.

Her chat was equally curious about what it was and started making guesses as London struggled with the wire tie. Eventually, she got the toy out and stared at the disassembled parts of what looked like a complex machine. There were springs, pistons, buttons and controllers with a suction cup for some reason. The parts confused London and her chat, but someone who majored in engineering pointed out that the huge and heavy part was the motor. For once, nobody complained about reading the instruction manual. London went ahead to read the instruction manual aloud and concluded that this was a miniature and possibly portable version of the fuck machine.

When they reach it, he can see why it’s a better spot. They crouch down by a large cluster of bushes and Ash hands her the box. She takes a deep breath and slowly assembles the rifle. There are four main parts to the rifle and once assembled it’s around two and three quarters feet long. She attaches the magical sound baffler to the side of the gun, then slides it under the bushes and grabs the magazines and slides in alongside it, setting up the tripod legs and settles it into her right shoulder.