Scholars Armament Not Working Novels & Stories

"And if I can't understand?" Silvan simply raised his hands. Clack! Clack! All 36 men in the black robes took out unique firearms and disengaged the safety, aiming in Harvey's direction. "These weapons are specialized firearms Country A created against martial arts elites. Their bullets are created from toxins that could deal with True Warriors that Grand City has perfected. The ones with weapons are trained elites who with god-like accuracy and an iron will. If all 36 of them pull the trigger at the same time, even a living legend who has reached the level of uniting Man and Nature has to take a step back," Silvan explained calmly.

That was a task the general had assigned to himself. The cadets had no cyborgs of their own, the loyal Borges having been employed elsewhere, which meant that shoulder launched missiles (SLAMs) would have to do. Designed for use against Midvalian cyborgs, the SLAMs were the only effective weapons the cadets could use on Sentient armor. Morgan forced confidence into her voice. "Alpha One to Three... Hold them as long as you can and fall back. Four will cover your withdrawal. Over". Riob clicked the hand-held mike two types by way of a reply. Morgan looked at Rycker. He grinned. "You're doing good, ma'am. Keep it up".

It was hard to believe that just the two of them had at least 49 Soul Armas inside their mind palace. Each of these soul armas appeared extremely daunting and rarest of its kind. When Holt and others members saw the huge pile of gleaming soul armas, a greedy drool dripped down their lips. "Good! See? It wasn't that difficult now, was it? If you had done that from the beginning…we wouldn't have to resort to threat and extortion…" Soon every weapon, Armor or shield which they owned was lying kissing the muck and grime on the ground. The crowd's eyes were glowing with blatant greed. Maira and Nakiya were now standing completely defenseless and with no gears or equipment on their bodies.

These soul-armas also had finite durability. When both of them held each other's wrists. Suddenly Creed heard a voice in his head. [Gained Soul-Armas: Bone Scythe (Grade: weapon) ] All the aristocrat families had easier access to these Soul-Armas since there were many dangerous beasts in the glitch and many hunters too. So these families had easy access to many treasures obtained from the glitch, so they made it available to their clan's youngsters as well.

Sending them more pictures, they all raise their heads almost simultaneously. "What is this," General Mason asks. "It's my academy's shield generators," I answer. "Yellow Sun has state-of-the-art shield generators, found only in government facilities or the palaces of kings or queens. These are used to protect the academy and my students from animal attacks." "If you had these," Commander Wayen starts, "Then why didn't you use them during the attack?" "It's because they failed." "So much for 'state-of-the-art'," Commander Antonio whispers. I ignore Commander Antonio and lower my holo-display.

Brad murmured, raising his hands in surrender like he already knew he wasn't gonna win an argument with him. “You boys didn't hear this. Most student don't know about it and I would like it to be like that,” he whispers, looking at me and Ethan. Ethan shrugged and I nodded. He started setting the computer and other necessary equipment. My muscles were twitching with exhaustion. After the whole event I haven't rested. I was slowly dosing off when I heard the computer staring on. I raise my tired eyes to the three men that was focus watching the big screen. It was loading slowly then the big screen finally showed.

"Module variant, shotgun!" The whips disappeared, and the muzzles came back. Andrew aimed at the rest of the soldiers and released a round of bullets, killing the ones that remained alive. When the fight was over, he whistled. "Release." The muzzles retreated at his command, and the energy dimmed a bit. "I need to get my hands over these kinds of armors." "Please refrain from desiring your mission objective, Agent Lirynm. It is already a stretch to let you use the armor." The voice frightened Andrew, making him lash out his whip. When he calmed himself, he pressed the button again.

"My father got this on my 18th birthday. Champions are different from the first-generation Mobile Armor. They're the true combat Mobile Armors. They were with the Turmann family for countless years. Those Mobile Armors created after Champions were just some soulless broken pieces. They were tall. But they can only be controlled remotely. Humans can't enter those Mobile Armors. Thus, synesthesia systems don't exist for those Mobile Armors. They're just a bunch of meaningless machines."

Everyone in the mansion was busy, frantically moving from one point to another. She saw Liam and the other soldiers from the Delta Elite getting ready with all their combat gear. This is really not necessary for them, but according to Solana, it helps them from initial attacks from the hunters which use wolfsbane to weaken and crippled them. The gear shields them, especially the hunters were very traditional, they prefer the use of bow and arrow instead of guns.

And most of them had opted for different universities, and all that burden was going to rest on me. This should be the job of a beta. I took another look at the files and I pushed them to the side; one of the twins will take care of that once I brief them. Instead, I focused on more pressing matters. Our armory had been dwindling, and we needed more weapons, but there had been an issue with the supplier the former alpha uses, and he wouldn’t be able to attend to our orders anytime soon. Apparently he had gotten tangled with humans. It was no news that he had been delivering weapons to some countries during their wartime, but he had been caught, and one of his captors happened to be a hunter.