Planet Namek Destroyed Novels & Stories

Tanaka was using his shield, Achilles the great. No2x, you don't need to know who am I because you are going to die! No, I mean all of you are going to die, AAAA! DESTRUCTION PUNCH TIMES 0.1% Then taso accidentally destroys the earth and the sun than all the planets too because the sun was starting to make a supernova then the sun explode making it into a black hole then taso was stuck, and he can't get out of it the black hole, he was saying.

Some of the crew members were starting to write down their last will and testament, but it offered little comfort, since they had lost contact with Earth. The robot had rebooted some time earlier, and he went up to Matthias and Heather. “The ship will be destroyed soon. If you have any last words, I can send it back to Earth.” Even the robot was starting to get sentimental. Matthias and Heather looked at each other, but they could see nothing in the darkness. All that was left in the final moments was to come up with their ‘last words’. “Dying with someone I love is one hell of a way to go. I have no regrets,” Matthias said.

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

Like I would listen to the Pantomath's terms when he's trying to shoot me out of the sky. This is why I hated being stuck between systems. I should have seen the Pantomath coming from miles away. And at times like this, I wish Peacemaker had guns. The ship shook back and forth violently, making me downright dizzy. Shields were depleting and we had to jump. "Shit. You've got to be kidding me!" I shouted as I hit the button to jump to the closest nearby planet. Gaea.

Destiny’s POV The Venus pack wasn't a small pack at all. I didn't know why I didn’t notice it when I got here last night. Unlike the Mercury pack, the Venus pack had everything. From malls to the market square, parks, and libraries—everything. Venus pack’s grounds was almost like a mini town with about one Hundred and fifty acres of land. But the thing that annoyed me when I found the map of the grounds in one of the libraries was that the pack was surrounded by fences. Really fences that had electrocuted silver wires on them for protection.

Phalanx warned, "administer repairs immediately. Further confrontation may cause irreparable damage." There were no more words from Fisk, no job offers or bargains. His Pantheon lurched out of the dust cloud and I saw the true extent of the damage I had done. The Pantheon's energy shield was gone, and the mech's angular visage was cracked like porcelain, leaking sparks from the torn metal. At long last, Fisk's shield had been broken. ** Report: Fisk Airspace above the Mojave Desert. United States of America. The remains of a terrorist attack.

The tidal wave rushed toward us. I realized—the bloodline of Moreno had created a new history. Lucas was no longer a scientist. He was now a galactic virus. I spread my silver wings and soared into the sky. Sona climbed onto my shoulder. “Mother! We must go to the sun! That’s where the mainframe of this ship is hidden!” As we approached the sun, we witnessed a breathtaking sight. The planets were made of diamond, and golden light flowed like water from cascading streams. We built a small hut there. The sword and virus of the Moreno bloodline seemed buried in history.

The Howl of the Stars was a mere shadow of its former self. Most of its crystalline salt armor had been stripped away during the solar ejection, leaving the hull burned and pitted like a spent match. As they drifted into the coordinates where Earth should have been, the viewports displayed a nightmare. The planet was there, but it was suffocating. Thousands of Swarm-Hive ships, massive dark matter polyhedrons, formed a geometric lattice around the globe. They weren't attacking yet; they were synchronizing.

"I think my Defender mech is officially a convertible now. We lost most of our armor plating, Boss. But we're alive." "Look at the scanners," Elias Vance chimed in, awe replacing his usual sarcasm. Out in the void, the remaining diamond-shaped cruisers of the Cleansing Fleet stopped their advance. Seeing their invincible flagship physically shattered by a single, dark spear, the surviving alien armada didn't retaliate. The golden ships slowly powered down their weapons. In perfect unison, they turned away from Pluto, engaging their fold-drives. Within seconds, the space around the outer solar system was entirely empty, save for the massive, floating debris of the broken golden moon.

“The Second Prime… has slaved the tectonic… plates… to the boy’s heartbeat. If the King… breathes… the earth… bites.” I looked toward the ridge. The Mercy Alliance—the wolves who had survived the sky—were being swallowed. The ground didn’t just crack; it opened like a set of obsidian teeth, dragging Marek’s vanguards into the dark red heat of the mantle. It wasn't an earthquake. It was a planned execution by the planet itself. “He’s using Leo as a remote trigger,” I hissed, my throat scoured by the scent of burning sulfur and fresh iron.