Need More Power Novels & Stories

Methods that belonged to the Advanced Power class and Ultimate Power class were simply far too hard to obtain in a city like Springfield City, but since Basic Power class methods were only slightly more powerful than Ultimate Progressive class methods, they were comparatively easier to come by. In Stephen's view, Leon might have reached his level of fame and power with the help of a Basic Power class method, or he would not have been able to surpass everyone else in his generation. Spencer nodded calmly. "Well, what you said makes sense, but so what?" "Spencer, the method we have been training in is too ineffective that I don't think we will get any further with it!"

"I need the Phase-Shield. But I don't need a dome. I need a blade." < ARCHITECT. PERIMETER PROJECTION REQUIRES 90% GRID CAPACITY. WEAPONIZED SUB-ETHER MANIPULATION EXCEEDS AVAILABLE RESERVES BY 400%. > The Red-Queen’s voice was analytical, devoid of the panic I was currently drowning in. "Find the power!" I screamed, watching the massive cannons on the Prime Forge slowly rotate, locking onto our position at the edge of the city. < NEGATIVE. INSUFFICIENT ENERGY TO EXECUTE OVERRIDE. >

My voice rises slightly, anger creeping into my tone. The man’s smirk widens, and he leans casually against the wall. “More videos mean more power. More leverage. More money. Your families have ruled for too long, walking around like you’re untouchable. I want to make it clear that’s not the case. The first video has already been sent, but for them to take us seriously, I need more than one. Enough to show them we mean it.” This is all for power? I grit my teeth, frustration bubbling inside me. “You already have power. You took us. That alone proves your point.”

"Drop the cage." Chloe stared at the exposed wiring. The digital lock was a small, blinking red motherboard completely embedded in the steel mechanics. [SYSTEM PROMPT: Initiating Hardwire Bypass Protocol.] [Energy Requirement: 5 Percent Core Energy.] [Current Core Energy: 3 Percent.] [Error: Insufficient Energy Reserves. Action cannot be completed. Neural disconnect imminent.]

he suggested. I nodded my head with a firm yes. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing and tried to battle this newfound power which is like a curse to me. At least Bruce is kind of lucky. He only has one power, which he got that day I found him at the lake. Whereas I got nine over the years, unfortunately, this one would make it ten. A shiver ran through me as the glowing light hovered unsteadily around me. I fought to gain control..I felt the power intensify as it exploded out of me. The water in the lake rippled as the wind blew heavily as if there was a storm.

I let out a sigh and turned back to Micah, “I have trouble controlling the amount of power that comes out of me. It’s like a tidal wave. I just can’t manage to hold it back.” “Not many have complained about too much power.” Elden snorted. “Well, I do.” I frowned, looking between Micah and Elden. “What good am I if I blow everything up?” “I will not force you, but I believe it’s best if you remain here for a little, so that I might train you to wield Earth.” Micah interrupted whatever Elden might have to say, and fixed me with a determined look.

The people here could have extraordinary powers when they wielded them. But there is one condition that required for someone to make use of them. That is Talent, the old Eduard was sent here by his family due to his incapability in wielding either of the two. Everyone should be capable to wield them as long as they practiced, but he was one of the special cases that can not have the chance to use them. "System what are your abilities?". He asked. He is expecting to heard a response from the system. Eduard waited for the system response but only the display on the screen change. Displaying some rowdy words.

“You’re the strongest Lycan alive. No woman, not even one bought at an auction, can change that.” I met his eyes. “Unless she refuses to heal me.” “You haven’t needed her healing for weeks now,” he said. “You’re steady. You’re stable.” “Steady isn’t enough,” I said. I rubbed my hands over my face, trying to push down the growing ache in my head. “I need more than stability. I need power. Real power. Enough to face what’s coming.” Damon’s mouth tightened. “I’ll tell them. They’ll make the changes.”

Noah halted mid-speech, “No, if they were aiming for lower-ranked power users, then they could probably execute multiple attacks per day using a smaller dart.” “But they are not,” Fynn mused. “Right,” Noah nodded, “They are targeting A-ranked and S-ranked power users who themselves have a high amount of mental power. They need the invading mental power to be large in quantity too; otherwise, they won’t succeed in causing a power rampage.” “I see… But…” Fynn’s eyebrows shot up, “If it’s someone’s power, why would they need a Shooter to shoot it out? Wouldn’t its user be able to control his own power better?”

While the werewolves and humans are making peace and while they’re burning the vampires, I can use the fact that they’re distracted to find a way to contact my mom and make her lend me her powers. I haven’t seen my mom in such a long time and I’m really nervous. I don’t even know if I’m strong enough to contact her, but I have to try. I need more power. If I’m going to be the new savior, I need to be stronger and apparently, my mother can help.