Quatre Gundam Novels & Stories

- [Mech Form: Fourth Evolution (25 meters)] [Mech Level: 80] [Weight: 78 tons] [Combat Power: 5050] [Strength: 100 tons] [Speed: 25 m/s] [Type: Medium-weight melee] [Engine: Electromagnetic Range-Extender Engine (Legendary)] [Equipment: Pulse Halberd +6 (Legendary), Vacuum Energy Barrier (Legendary), Titanium Alloy Defensive Armor (Epic), Multi-Point Continuous Thrusters (Excellent), Hundred Battle Core (Epic), Detection Core (Legendary), Assault Core (Epic), Gale Core (Epic), Freezing Funnel Tier 1 (Epic)] [Skill(s): Overdrive Combat Power Enhancement (Legendary), Death Laser, Extreme Thunder Blast] - "Over 5,000 combat power already!"

Adam's eyes glinted with enthusiasm Man the bugger didn't know just when to fuck off, if only just if only "My mother" Luciano's reply came through gritted teeth "to be assisted by Jordan" Without waiting to hear his further complaints, he'd stormed off, looking to placate his future mate. ***** Glossary Avian- Winged Shifter species Lupine- Land based shifter species mainly Wolvish in nature

By now, if Aeternum should decide to wage a war, just a few hits of this AGM- New Type Magic Maverick will definitely make their enemies surrender. "This is just one of our new weapons…anyway, we should check the area…make sure that everything is good…". "Yes Sir!..". (Sasu & Alehandro) Following my lead, we once again descended the tower and head straight to the lake, Sasu and Alehandro went away to check on the target guide system that Sasu has set up before, while I and Alfred head straight to the lake, where the Chutulusia was before. "That missile is definitely strong Young Mater…not only the Chutulusia was reduced to only his toe..but the entire lake has turned into a Crater…". (Alfred

Local time, 8:30 PM. Deep beneath the barren desert, the Bertley military base loomed like an iron fortress. Umbracia's four-star General Hesberg, clad in his sharp uniform, stared at the battle screen with a grim look. The latest report showed a devastating defeat: the Giant Whale's Fury tactic had failed, both Lords of War outmaneuvered, and the entire carrier fleet rendered useless. Alexander, an unstoppable force, was still carving his path into Umbracia.

Gale-force winds and torrential rain battered the flight deck, but inside the drop bay, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. Three mechs stood at the edge of the open bay doors. Two were the new Mark VII "Vanguard" Twin Mechs, their sleek, aerodynamic chassis pulsing with a ghostly cyan nanolaminate glow. Behind them stood Jack in his heavily upgraded Mark VI Defender mech, looking like a walking fortress.

as she wiped her tears. Mina made her way to the military assembly ground and called out "STORM RIDERS!!!" And in a matter of seconds, her entire unit was assembled. They numbered about one-thousand with fifty-five elites and all were ready for battle. The others also assembled their own units and got ready to march out into battle. Inumaki with his 'ground breakers', Lee with his 'shuan-gou' unit, Susan with the rescue team, and Yamato with the king's army.

She said confidently. No one knows except for Alonso that Silvia could be an excellent war strategist. He made sure to use her talent in situations like this. He had come this far thanks to her visions and now he'll achieve his ultimate goal. Silvia opened three portals at the same time and the warriors marched in through those portals. She remained calm trying to use enough chakra that was needed to maintain the portals opened at the moment. Once all the soldiers marched through the portal Alonso grabbed her arm and dragged her along with him into the portal that opened into the hall.

The high orbital station of New Silver was no longer a quiet lunar outpost; it had become a frantic, shimmering hub of interstellar engineering. Massive gantries of silver quartz held the fleet of a hundred Atmospheric Scouts in place: their hulls being retrofitted with "Andromeda Shunts" to withstand the absolute zero of the intergalactic void. I stood on the observation deck: my Tempered Heart drumming a steady, expectant sixty beats per minute. My gold ringed eyes watched the silver-blue glow of the Earth below: a world I had once fought to save in the mud of the Fringe, now a mere node in a galactic heart.

‎ ‎High above the charred cedar trees, the horizon wasn't empty. ‎ ‎A fleet of twelve massive, black-iron battleships belonging to the Southern Council hung suspended in the clouds, their anti-gravity engines emitting a low, rhythmic thrumming that shook the loose snow from the pine needles. Their primary plasma cannons were already pivoting downward, targeting the exact coordinates of the Sanctuary's entrance. ‎

The only thing that reminded Mark that he was looking at a robot was 2Pac’s gunmetal silver skin and his artificially glowing eyes. It was time to fight again, and Mark waited for the right time to press the Ghost Mode button on a touchscreen located on his suit’s hydraulic forearm, which would turn his body into a phantom for a few seconds using a quantum magnetic pulse. Mark waited for the right time to activate the Ghost Mode feature. His nerves misfired a little, but he tried to keep thinking about his son and how he was fighting for him.