My Shield Hero Novels & Stories

It only means allowing other members to die without someone trying to save them. Outside was terrifying, filled with screams of pain and courage at the same time. The shrill howls were deafening. Bones cracking from shapeshifting into their wolf form to fight then shifting back to their human form once severely hurt were scattered through every corner. Trying to keep myself as hidden as I could, I began wandering around, searching for someone who’s in need of help. I spot one warrior leaning by the log of woods. I immediately ran towards him as I already had a guess he was hurt with the way he was seated and hiding.

The sand beneath her feet did not move, did not respond. Wind? Fire? The air between them hazed, and Ariadne roared at him with the fury of someone struggling with a weight beyond them. He saw the strain on her face, the veins that popped on it. Whatever she was about to do she did at the cost of what reia she had left. A strong Y formed at the center of her forehead and reia pulled between him and her. In its place a shield manifested, or at least began manifesting. It was round and large enough to hide her from head to crown, like shields used by non-mage soldiers in the old forgotten time against those once called the berserker warriors crossed the sea for the sake of conquest.

A second later, a thick shield appeared from above. Gale stared, "A bulletproof shield?" Reiner smiled at the young man, "Exactly. You're smart, kid." Receiving praise from a Ground War Commander like Reiner Anderson warmed Gale's heart instantly. It meant a lot to him. "This shield can withstand attacks from all types of bullets. So, even if there are snipers outside, the bullets won't be able to penetrate it," Reiner explained. Kharel was stunned but didn't have time to ask any questions, even though the young man really wanted to.

He had many questions about how her vocal projection ability worked, but he chose to observe for now. The third person was ranked #88. Zen didn’t know if they were male or female, but he introduced his mafia name as “Impenetrable Shield”. The human shield had a lab manufactured material fused with his bones. After the fusion, blades and bullets cannot do his bones any harm. This person was a walking human shield even if they still bled, and Zen was slightly horrified.

He doesn’t like that answer. But he accepts it. Later, alone in my chambers, my hands shake. I grip the edge of the table until the tremor passes. Tyla watches me from the doorway, saying nothing. She’s learned when silence is support. “I don’t know who I am if I’m not the shield,” I say finally. She steps closer. “You’re still the shield.” “Then why does it feel like I’m letting things through?” “Because shields don’t stop weather,” she replies gently. “They stop blades.”

In response to the death threat before him, he activated his bloodline art, and even then, to his utmost horror, the claws of his enemy ripped right through his shield like butter. The shield Evans chose was a shield that was designed to reduce physical damage by 80% and was the most effective shield he could activate at his level. Despite the reduction, his opponent easily tore through his barrier with just his claws. Evans instantly understood why the soldiers said he and his group should retreat. After the attack on him, a few more exchanges have occurred, but no major damage or even a single hit has been dealt with the enemy. "Emma...how much mana do you have left?"

Shiro yelled, try to speak to Orie amidst the noise. "WHAT?!!" Orie replied, not hearing what Shiro said "I SAID, WHAT NOW?" Shiro yelled much more loudly "Oh" Orie said as he finally heard what Shiro was saying "JUST DO AS I DO!!" he yelled. Then he positioned his hand in front of his face and yelled "SHIELD!!" and a round holographic blue shield appeared on his hand and he rushed forward. The others also did as he did and their shields also appeared and they rushed forward.

This shield, woven with strands of ancient magic, would render them impervious to missiles and weapons forged from lead, providing an invaluable advantage on the battlefield. The soldiers marveled as the shield materialized, its translucent form radiating a faint luminescence. Selene's words echoed in their minds, reminding them to trust in the shield's power while remaining vigilant and skillful in their maneuvers. They were now protected by an enchantment that would turn aside arrows, deflect blades, and repel any harm that would befall them.

"Kenru is right. You're the fight we refuse to lose. I— I'm willing to risk my life to ensure you leave this arena safely." I turned my gaze to Borracho, his unyielding courage evident on his face. He meant every word. "Idrish's heart is strong. Idrish's heart guides. Follow your heart." Swallowing the lump in my throat, I took a step forward. At last, I found the strength to stand, to face them all with newfound resolve. With the intention of protecting my team, I released the concentrated energy that formed the shield. The massive metallic structure dissolved into fine particles that dispersed in the air. The once-mighty shield transformed into a protective covering that enveloped each mem

As Severin's attack approached, Shyam acted swiftly and waved his hand to produce a small bronze shield from his spatial ring. Upon producing the shield, Shyam infused it with an immense amount of spiritual power. The shield then expanded rapidly, reaching the size of a millstone. Though the aura surrounding the shield suggested that it was merely a low-grade spiritual weapon, Shyam had tempered it for many years and raised its defense capabilities to formidable levels. The shield was practically a part an extension of him. As the sword energy landed on the shield, Shyam tightened his grip on his Black Ice Sword with a glint of determination. He thought to himself, 'If I can withstand this s