Naruto Plasma Release Novels & Stories

I said. I charged up the biggest plasma blast I'd ever attempted. Felt the energy building in my chest, spreading through my arms, concentrating in my hands until they were glowing so brightly people had to look away. Then I released it. The blast was massive. A wave of superheated plasma that rolled across the school grounds like a tidal wave of destruction. Everything it touched simply ceased to exist—creatures, vegetation, even the ground itself was scorched down to bare earth. The western force was annihilated.

That wouldn't slow them for long, but she and Jack were almost to the hatch now. Jack stopped short and skidded into the room next to the hatch. Alex slid past, trying to turn around. He yanked her arm in after him and summoned a large violet plasma ball. The heat of it made her forehead sweat. Her stomach turned as she felt Jack drain energy from her to create the plasma ball. He let it sit on the wall, consuming it, melting it away until they could hear distinct pops and clicks as the water on the other side started to boil.

Then, she took a thick, glowing blue cable from the Void-Tech battery pack and jammed it directly into the cauldron's 'Qi-ventilation' port. "Step back," Scarlett ordered. She hit the ignition on the console. The ancient brass cauldron shuddered violently. The traditional Daoist runes carved into its sides flared, not with their usual soft golden light, but with a blinding, terrifyingly intense neon blue. With a deafening roar, a perfectly controlled, three-foot pillar of pure plasma thrust shot out of the bottom nozzle, lifting the three-ton brass cauldron off the ground where it hovered flawlessly in mid-air.

"Fire!" Blue bolts of plasma sizzled through the stagnant air. Richard lunged, his palms thrusting forward. A shimmering, silver-grey curtain of liquid mercury erupted from his skin, expanding into a wall of swirling, dense metallic fluid. The plasma bolts slammed into the shield, distorting, liquefying, and then ricocheting back with sickening velocity. "My eyes! My eyes!" a soldier shrieked, his own plasma charge blowing back into his face. "Cease fire! Cease fire now!" Miller dove behind a ridge of shale, dust spraying over his tactical vest.

It aimed dead center at Lena, who was exposed at the absolute front of the formation. "Move!" Dax roared. The cannon fired a blinding, localized sphere of superheated magenta plasma. Lena didn't try to outrun it. She gunned her engine, dropping the bike entirely onto its side, sliding beneath the blast radius. The plasma sphere sailed over her head, striking a towering holographic billboard behind the Vanguard and vaporizing it in a shower of sparks. "Their armor is too thick for standard phase-strikes!" Sienna yelled, throwing a knife that bounced harmlessly off an Oni's chest plate.

She threw herself sideways, rolling off the elevated access ramp and plunging into the churning, icy black water just as the ship’s automated voice called out, "One." Dante squeezed the trigger. The Vanguard pulse-pistol bucked violently in his hands, discharging a heavy, blinding bolt of superheated plasma that cut through the dark water like lightning. The bolt struck the thick, reinforced viewport of the escape pod a fraction of a second after the hydraulic seals locked shut. The heavy glass didn't shatter—it was rated to withstand immense oceanic pressures—but the sheer thermal shock of the plasma instantly created a massive, glowing spiderweb of deep structural fractures across the cent

Having caught on that Nozomi could not dodge his powers that well, Araki chose to rain down plasma bolts. Nozomi bore the pain and opened her eyes anyway. Through her squinted eyes, she could make out fuzzy images of Araki’s attacks just before they hit. Nozomi dodged some and got hit by some. Araki’s attacks were not only painful but also numbing, like it was frying her nerves. “How annoying!” Nozomi exclaimed in frustration as she activated her spiritual power and slammed down on the ground. A dark circle expanded around Nozomi and shot up like a silo. The wall swallowed his attacks and reflected them back at him.

He was raising his hand to fire another plasma mortar. You want to eat? I projected the thought, cold and hard. Then choke. I focused on the purple ball of plasma in his hand. I grabbed it. Not with my hand, but with the Void. I sucked the energy right out of his grip. HELEN’S P.O.V. The sight was impossible to comprehend. One second, the deck was swarming with monsters. The next, they were falling apart, shattering into piles of white gravel. Leo stood in the center of a blizzard of his own making. The air around him was blue,

“Intermolecular dissociation!” A high-pitched ringing sound emanated from the robot. The sleek titanium surface under Classy’s hands began to shimmer, like a mirage. “Bryan, now!” Northstar ordered. “Heat! As much as you can!” Bryan planted his feet. He took a deep breath, and his entire body seemed to ignite. Flames wreathed his arms, spiraling down to his hands, where they coalesced into a white-hot orb of pure plasma. “ULTRA HEAT!” he roared, thrusting his hands forward.

"I have to do it one more time," thought Nara. He refocused his mind and heart. Then a bluish light re-emerged in his body causing the jewel on his forehead to glow and then shot at the cracked door of the prison cell. And the cracks in the glass began to widen.