Modern Weapons Cheat In Another World Novels & Stories

He used his claws to scratch the opponent's chest. Ezra repeatedly scratched, disorienting the opponent, and then threw himself on top of him. Ezra won with sharp, clawed front paws resting on his opponent's black fur. "We're even." The leader of the assassin group stood up, shook his black fur gently to brush away the dust on his body, and spoke. "Winning is winning." Ezra knew that the opponent had yielded to him, so he did not want to admit that he had won, but he still did not understand what the opponent meant.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

“My queen, what do you mean by that?” “I’ve advanced our military might and defences as much as I could since I became queen. I took ideas from the other world, reverse engineered the concept and remade the technology. Alas, the concept of that world is different from Magiheim. It was not so easy to develop the equipment.” “Those tanks and suits…” “Yes. I got the idea from stories I heard from the otherworlders. Guns were only recently developed when the GWT took place. The equipment and weapons we have are a product through centuries of research. Even so, it seems the Scarletts were better prepared.”

The pack trickled orderly in and out of the tent, the first house next to the packhouse had been cleared beforehand and held the weapons and remote controls of the underground mines crafted together in case we needed to blow them up. Werewolves didn’t have much need for weapons as they had their claws and canines to rip clean through the flesh. They were mortal animals as it was, but I wanted to add an element that they wouldn’t suspect. We gathered people to work on some elementary landmines and put them under the soil in some key areas. With a remote detonator that Darren owned from the human civilization, we could blow them up in the moment we needed it, to gain the upper hand at the righ

-One of the villagers said. Nat and Gree quickly went to Gree's and Nat's workshop to search for weapons while Chronos beheld the machine initializing. He noticed the multiple joints moving to show a magnetic supported Antimagic shield and many digital locks opening to release a railgun, homing missile batteries, grenade launchers, two cannon barrels with heavy-armor penetrating ammunition enhanced with magic, magic-based ammunition machine guns, and flamethrowers. The Tyranno-AMHAR: Peacemaker was not a war machine, it was an extermination device.

I just need to make it outside before I barf again. “Really?” “Really.” I shift my weight. “I, uh, miss being able to go to Walmart at night. There isn’t one close to me downtown.” Archer’s watching, not buying what I’m saying, but I know he won’t question me. “We’ll go with you,” Dean says. “This controller is shit and I need a new one.” He holds up the PlayStation controller in his hand and makes a move to stand up.

[Loaf of bread *1: refills stamina; holds off hunger for 20 hours—8 points. [Valenex *1: stops bleeding; eases pain on contact—20 points.] She scrolled to weapons and found every kind of firearm imaginable, some with extra damage or improved accuracy. Each one looked amazing, but the prices were steep. She only had 26 points. Hayley eyed the shop and found herself looking forward to the next raid on her territory. Her monitor then beeped again. She walked to the computer and watched the dusk settle outside. Several large vehicles had pulled up just beyond her camera range. Infrared showed a group climbing out and clearing the nearby zombies.

I have plenty of new rifles. Love My Mommy The Most: It's a magnetic wave scanning rifle. It's ten times more powerful than the previous batch we had. I've seen the test video, it can level a whole hill, and the power is extremely fierce. It's a weapon prohibited by the World Weapons Treaty, an absolute monster. If it were to be circulated in the market, it would definitely cause a major war. But if we use it against the mafia... Monster: Understood! Counter-Strike: Damn it, another new weapon? I really want... to beat you guys up. Can't you discuss criminal activities in front of me... My world is at peace.

Something’s different. The bot’s bio-organic innards open up, and from inside its gelatinous body, it ejects weapons. A small, but formidable stash. A lock-pick set, a few compact knives, and something that looks like a small explosive device. This is it. The distraction worked. With the tools in my hands, I slip into action. I know this is my only shot, and I’m not going to waste it. The Neurovores will never expect me to fight back like this, and that’s exactly how I’m going to take advantage of it.

[Option A: Weapon Mastery - Drastically improves accuracy and handling of all weapons. [Option B: Enhanced Physique - Increases strength, speed, and endurance.] [Option C: Pocket Dimension - Grants extra inventory space.] [Option D: Short-Range Teleport - Allows instant travel within a 50-meter radius.] [Option E: Bio-Stasis - Slows down personal metabolism and viral activity.] [Selection Time: 15 minutes.] The family channel exploded with excitement. "Weapon Mastery! Definitely Weapon Mastery!" Uncle Marcus shouted. "We need people who can fight and run," Sarah added. "Enhanced Physique is good too."