Mecha Knight Novels & Stories

The fight has already begun. Nate sharply evades a deadly blow from his opponent, a massive muscular guy who looks like a grim tattoo drawboard with so many black tattoos coating almost the entire skin of his back and running down his fighting arms. The overhead lights illuminating the fighting ring spread and shine on the guy's sweaty back, and I gulp in a tainted breath of air immediately my eyes catch a swift image of a particular single tattoo on his back bearing only one name. Killer. And his sculpted, thuggy body frame and face really makes him look like one.

They are no longer called warriors by the time, some people assume that they should be the Gods, but finally the people named them as the Earth Demons. When the East Continent was on the verge of collapse, God sent seven knights to punish the seven Earth Demons. The greatest battle in history ensued. The seven heavenly knights were in fact unable to defeat the seven Earth Demons. Legend has it; the seven celestial knights in the end issued the Move they feared the most. The Move's name is Destroying Disaster Move. Not only can destroy the enemy, the Move will also destroys the knights who have been sent by God.

A mech over six meters tall appeared. Everyone was startled by this sudden turn of events, and the soldiers guarding the base immediately aimed their guns at the mech. "What are you doing?" a soldier questioned. "Die, Victor Wild!" The mech lunged at Victor. Victor instantly grabbed Jodi's collar and threw her far away. "Everyone, get back!" Victor shouted a warning. The mech pounced on Victor. It was a lightweight ranged mech, so it didn't have high strength, but it had a special heat gun equipped.

“No LOS!” As far as Knight, a captain of the Awakaned Human Defense Force’s Alpha Team was concerned, if an ordinary human soldier on secondment couldn’t stomach working with them, Awakens, then they shouldn’t be on his team. After three years of training and field deployment under the AHDF banner, Knight thought the higher ups should have figured that out by now. “He’s gone after this,” Rina said flatly, looking Knight straight in the eye. “The second we get back to base,” Knight promised before shifting the position of his own magically enhanced rifle against his shoulder. “Tanner, you got eyes on the target?”

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

It only takes him a few seconds to land, his feet hits the concrete road beneath him with enough force to crack it. Fala is currently fighting with a knight just up ahead. Seeing that she has sustained injuries he tells her to regroup with Jolon and escape. As Fala retreats, Anubis looks at the knight's massive seven-foot-tall frame. Completely covered in plate armor holding a massive shield and a sword, it's clear that this thing is not human.

Through these achievements, he clawed his way up the ladder, eventually becoming Mekra’s unofficial monarch. Rituals are costly for mortals, for they take away limbs or organs, and mortals cannot regenerate them like we can. So in Mekra, we built new mechanized body parts to replace those claimed by magic. I took no part in it; I wanted my body to remain as it was. But the city had plans for me, as it does for all of its soldiers.

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Mekhi knocked them both down, another sword formed in his other hand as he sliced Ken in his stomach causing him to fall back, giving Mekhi enough space to attack the Enchantress, head-butting her first and then swiping her with the sword. Dean appeared to stop Mekhi to protect his master. The guns came out and shot, but it only made Mekhi more upset, so Dean created a surgical type knife to attack Mekhi head on. He only smirked moving so fast that no one saw him swipe. Dean’s head fell off as the Enchantress looked horrified. A tear falling don her face for her lost soldier. She looked into the eyes of the monster as he continued to press forwards to kill her next.