Sonic Reacts Novels & Stories

" Nobody saw Alexander strike, but he had already made a move. Alexander was still standing on the spot, his stance unchanged. Amber, who was next to him, was also unaware of what was happening. She continued to clutch his palm. The deaf old servant and the 30 martial arts elites felt nothing unusual, too. Well, except for Erick. Alexander's voice—every word, sentence, and syllable—felt like a swarm of sharp-toothed ants tearing into the depths of his mind, destroying his eardrums, brain nerves, neurons, and central nervous system. It was the Lord of War's Domain and the Sonic Technique! It was an overwhelming attack, a terrifying torment unimaginable to ordinary humans, ruthlessly destroyin

The notion of such a specialized ability intrigued him, even though he remained cautious. "Tell me more about this 'Sonic Resonance,'" Scott urged, his eyes narrowing as he scrutinized the man's expression. The escaped man nodded, understanding the need to provide further explanation. "With Sonic Resonance, I can generate focused sound waves, amplifying them to destructive levels. I can shatter glass, destabilize structures, and even incapacitate enemies through sonic blasts. It's a powerful but dangerous ability, one that the rogues wanted to exploit for their own gain."

For if he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have known about Eva and Marie’s Sonic Clap. Sonic Clap was a sound based martial art that was difficult to study. Among the Undead, only a few with the exception of Eva and Marie had been able to study this skill and only three – two of them being the female assassins trying to kill Aiden – had been able to completely master it. Sonic Clap wasn’t as destructive as other martial arts, but it was very dangerous. Armed with the ability to destroy the eardrums of any who heard it and disorient as well as temporarily destroy the sense of balance of a person, Sonic Clap was not to be underestimated. Its greatest flaw however was that it was only best used as a sneak

The energy traveled from Leo’s arm into Vax’s suit, traveling up the carbon-fiber conduits and into the Sonic Siphon itself. ​The machine shrieked, a high-pitched, metallic wail that shattered the nearby basalt pillars. Vax was thrown backward as his suit’s internal processors melted. The Sonic Siphon groaned, its vacuum seals bursting, and then it exploded in a cloud of superheated steam. ​Leo fell forward, his chest heaving as the oxygen rushed back into the cavern. He was trembling, the silver circuits in his arm glowing a dull, angry red. ​The Aftermath of the Salt

"Second, the 'Flash-Freeze.' It’s a concentrated version of the stabilizer you’ve been stealing. When inhaled, it triggers a hyper-calcification of the marrow. Its 'locks' their shift. If they're mid-transformation, they stay that way, fragile, brittle, and incapable of using their strength." "And third, the Sonic Disruptor. Their hearing is 20% more sensitive than a natural wolf’s, as your friends had demonstrated at the arena, but much more lethal. This device emits a frequency that resonates with the kinetic redirection plating in their bones. It creates a feedback loop. To them, it feels like their own skeleton is trying to vibrate itself into powder." My father reached under the desk an

Flint met the strike with divine realm power, blocking the blow before retreating rapidly to widen the distance between them. "Thinking of a close-quarter fight?" Flint let out a cold laugh. "Smart move. You've figured out that my physical body is my only weakness right now. But unfortunately, I won't give you that chance." He concentrated his divine realm power, his eyes narrowing. "Sonic Decimation!" A guttural roar erupted from his throat, and a wall of high-frequency shockwaves radiated outward. Each wave carried the force of the divine realm—sharp and concentrated—sweeping toward Ashton from every direction.

Riska shouted at the Master AI. The Master AI blinked, and suddenly a powerful, low-frequency sound wave swept through the tunnel, heading straight for Kevin. VVVVWWWOOOOMMMMMM! Kevin staggered, his hands reflexively covering his ears. His 'Level 3 Synthetic Buff' gave him physical strength, but it did not make him immune to sonic attacks. "Argh! What is this?!" Kevin roared, his protein pistol wavering. "That's a modified version of the 'Sugar Disintegration Sonic Wave,' Kevin!" Riska shouted, her voice firm.

Caspian shouted. Suddenly, the north wall disintegrated. Four men in matte-black tactical gear descended on fast-ropes. These weren't regular soldiers; they were the Reapers, the Old Guard’s personal cleanup crew. They didn't carry rifles; they carried high-output sonic cannons designed to disrupt neural tissue. Whump. The first sonic blast hit the room. The frequency was so high it turned Caspian’s vision into a blur of grey static. He collapsed to his knees, his ears bleeding.

Activating its powers again, the halberd set loose a sudden surge of purplish-gold brilliance and the destructive beam shot at the Human King of the Chamber. Bong! Bong! The Human King took out a little drum and pounded hard on its face. The little drum shone like a diamond as it rumbled, and the air quivered. Boom! That shattered the purplish-gold beam fired by Chu Xun's halberd and the sonic waves came crashing like tidal waves. Sonic wave attacks?! It was the sort of attack that Chu Xun would always find cumbersome for it deals damage directly to one's soul. The sonic waves came like an unstoppable tide, falling down trees and tearing them into chips and flakes with terrifying efficacy.

The impact threw debris into the air, and the shockwave hit my chest like a hammer. She stood in the crater she’d made, her gaze sweeping across us with no hint of recognition, only rage. How were we supposed to knock her unconscious when she could dodge everything we threw at her? We needed to disorient her. I reached behind me and pulled out the Sonic screamer. Its sharp hum vibrated against my palms as I powered it on. I gave Quin a signal, a single nod. She raised another Dream Blaster. “On my mark,” I said, tightening my grip.