Scholars Armament Not Working Novels & Stories

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

He finally acknowledged her urgency and for a moment his own desperate need threatened to overwhelm him so that he feared he would lose control before he had given her pleasure. Muttering an oath, Armel dispensed with his underwear and reached into the bedside drawer for a protective sheath. Only then could he succumb to the demands of his desire and he groaned low in his throat when he edged forwards so that the tip of his penis was rubbing against the opening to her vagina.

Cattleya gripped the silver filament cross and drove it not into him, but into the terminal console on the wall beside her”the one controlling the entire facility's pressure and oxygen scrubbers. "The design has a failsafe," she whispered, slamming her violet-streaked palm onto the emergency release. "If the Thorn realizes it’s a weapon, it’s programmed to destroy the armory." The entire amphitheater groaned. The floor beneath Rusty began to liquefy as the pressure seals blew. "Cattleya, stop”!" Rusty’s mental projection broke, his composure finally shattering into genuine panic. She looked at him, her eyes beginning to glow with the same violet intensity as the failed prototypes, and she sm

The armory," Rowan said. We ran. The armory was on the western corridor's far end and it was fully involved by the time we reached it. The kind of fire that finds weapons and oil stores and shield leather and decides it has everything it ever wanted. The heat hit us twenty feet from the door and pushed back physically, a wall of it that made the air shimmer and the stone walls sweat. Three Obsidian soldiers were trying to reach the armory door with water from the corridor cistern. It was not enough. Not close to enough. "Get back!" Rowan shouted at them. "Get away from the door!" The soldier nearest the armory door turned. His face was burned across one side. Not

Diana raised her eyebrows and in an irritated voice she asked," So, may I know that important topic?" "Yes," Aarnik replied and got up. ' So, he has thought of the topic in seconds. Bravo man! Just don't let me die so soon. I still have to get a girlfriend.' Marcus mumbled, feeling nervous. "We were discussing the recent incident which happened in the military academy. Some rogues took away two armours from there which were new editions and one of its kind. Now that they have known about our new armour, they'll make it more advanced. So,we have to make more powerful armour and make it unique. So that we can overcome the traitor enemies' attack."

"Then, she looked at her arm. A patch of her skin had already turned right, and she felt as if she had been burnt." "This is a gas bomb that spread through the infrared rays. It has a high temperature, so it can even melt through metal! When you dodged the rays, it must have hit you then. Luckily, the rays didn't hit you directly, or else you could never use this arm anymore!" "Nathaniel had done some research on these weapons, so his eyes immediately burned up in anger." "Although Angolla is not large, the military equipment and security system are quite advanced. I finally understand why Laborn and Atlas are so obsessed with that mine now!"

This confirmed exactly what Mane was thinking. “You are a telepath,” Mane replied with Lock-on. “Yes. I am not foolish enough to mention Weapon Masters in front of the very same gods who feared them so much that they tried to wipe them off the earth and sky.” Professor Jackson chuckled. Mane frowned as he listened to the professor. Weapon Masters were dangerous, but Scholars were even more dangerous. The fact that Mane could not even tell that Professor Jackson was a Scholar when he was a Scholar King meant that the Ascender was a Scholar Emperor at the very least! If he was using his full power, there should have been no way that Mane would have lasted this long. None of his Soul Skills sho

"They’re here." "I know," Lucien said, drawing his sidearm. It was an antique—a kinetic slug-thrower that felt like a relic from a forgotten century, yet it was the only thing that didn't rely on the Directorate’s internal network to function. "I’ll handle the door. Arthur, help me with this barricade. Kael, you have the interface. Do whatever you have to do."

Charlie identified the key point in his words and blurted out, “Porter, the only possible clue to the entire plan is the close-defense missiles! Even if we destroy the entire copper mine, it’s impossible for the clues related to the copper mine to evaporate. Once the close-defense missiles are fired, we have to retreat quickly. I’m afraid there won’t be enough time for you to take down the close-defense missiles. Moreover, it will be useless even if there is time to remove the close-defense missiles as it’s impossible to clean up the fragments of the hundreds of shells that are fired in one second. Therefore, if the cleaning committee for the Qing Eliminating Society comes to investigate lat

The armory was so poor and ill-equipped. A country is only so good as its weapons. But the state of the armory right now was disturbing. “We would barely strife off an attack if it were to happen tomorrow.” It wasn’t an idle threat. Things were that bad. But why? How could things slip this far? Even if Ana knew about the cuts, she wouldn't have known how severe they were. Surely, not Admiral Nugen held the ledger close as he turned the hall. He would try the library next if Ana weren’t in her study. And if not there, then-