New Weapons Deepwoken Novels & Stories

Then the back door exploded inward. The sound was deafening. Wood splintering like it had been hit with explosives. Metal shrieking as hinges tore free. Dust and debris filling the air so thick I could barely see. My wolf surged up instinctively, ready to defend against whatever new threat had just arrived. Because of course there was another threat. Of course things could get worse. Men poured through the destroyed doorway like a flood. Humans wearing tactical gear and carrying weapons that gleamed silver in the dim light. Spelled bullets loaded in magazines. Gear designed specifically to kill supernatural beings. Professional hunters who knew exactly what they were doing.

“We seek the Hydro-Node to break the Sequence! The Black Mountain is waking, and the sky is falling! We offer the Gold to those who have lived in the Dark for too long!” ​The lead Deep-Wolf—a massive creature with a tail like a leviathan and scars that glowed like neon across its flank—approached the glass. He didn't speak; he didn't have vocal cords for the air. Instead, he pressed a webbed, silver-clawed palm to the viewport, inches from my own hand.

He calmly flicked the select-fire switch on his weapon to “full automatic.” The door gave way with a loud screech. Metal and the stacked contents of the storage facility flew in all directions. Blue and grey undead swarmed into the space. Zombie infantry men opened up with Springfields and Whitworths. A couple of enterprising young ghouls busied themselves setting up a Gatling gun. Game on, thought Roo again as he and Fernández opened up on the invaders at the exact same time. J 12:33 before daybreak They were almost out of ammo.

Dawn has arrived as they prepare for some weapons to take, they dressed up like a warrior. Niffa in her braided tail hair matched her white sweatshirt and black pants as she put on her long dark boots then she grabbed her bow and arrow. “Still stick to that bow and arrow huh,” Rico said as he put on his long dark boots, he had the same outfit as Niffa but he put on his dark cape looking mysterious like before. He pulls the huge toolbox under the desk.

David Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and my relationship with Sarah had never been so strong. She did exactly as Simon ordered, and I tagged along on the new DeLuca strongman's latest weapons purchase. I don't know if my father was forming an army or renegotiating weapons in some third-world country, but Sarah bought him the new XM250 coupled with an advanced optical system, the XM157. I don't know what level of crime this was. I hadn't even seen these weapons up close before.

Even at Quantacore Realm, there was no way he could take Francis head-on without it. Lumen and the Infinite Shield charged forward. The Phaeron Projection descended in an instant. Against an enemy of this caliber, there was no point in holding back. Felix had to go all in. At the same time, a ball of blue flames shot into the mass of phantom arms. It was also a soul weapon. Felix had named it Deep Blue. It was created by refining the Scholar's Arsenal, and he had used it to defeat the last Malevolent Phantom. It was powerful. Anything composed of soul energy didn't stand a chance. Indigo would burn it all to ashes in no time.

Thorne explained, and signaled for us to sit down. So we did. "so, what great secret did you find while studying that?" Jason asked, pointing at the tome. "Not me, not this time. It was Maren who discovered this one. She would have come in with me, but she had some things to tend to. She sends her regards by the way. " Thorne said and sat as well, "so the Deep crown…" He began , with his voice low and my ears perked. "This is no mere trinket, but a weapon of great power that was forged in the age when the drowned first learned to speak to gods."

When the Citadel manor felt that everything was going their way, the Headmaster pulled out one of the Black Order’s newest inventions. With a smirking, cold dominant voice, he spoke on the intercom, “We don’t have any vervain for the vampires, but that doesn’t matter with the use of our new weapon, all of them will kneel.” He declared and soon activated the death drones. The drones flew in every direction. They swarm like flies, hundreds of them looking for a pack of wolves to unleash their deadly silver gas on them.

He wasn't just a King anymore; he was a god of war waking up to his true domain. But morale wouldn't stop an anti-matter barrage. They needed weapons. "System," Scarlett commanded, tapping her jade brush against the console. "Initiate the 'Deep Forge' protocol. I need full access to the Ark’s fabrication bays." "Warning, Sovereign Navigator," the AI responded, its tone cautious. "The Deep Forge has been dormant for millennia. Power requirements will drain the Bio-Dome's climate stabilizers by 80%." "Let the grass freeze," Scarlett said coldly. "If we don't build armor today, there won't be a world left to plant on tomorrow. Open the Forge."

I had to very carefully sense my magic energy because the amount couldn't be seen in my status. After evolving them I went to Jade as well as Wull. They were beside Oyen and in front of the Dwarves. "So, why are you here!?" I crouched down and lifted Wull's chin that was looking down. "I have made up my mind to become Your Majesty's subordinate, I have also made the prototype of the requested weapon." Wull opened the weapons backpack that he laid beside him. A sniper type firearm called the Acurate International Magnum or better known as AWM.