Super Effective Against Psychic Novels & Stories

As the originator of the skill, he was immune to its effects, hence he was able to think rationally and avoid the tearing sensation it caused in one's mind. Grand Announcement was a skill that seemed useless on the outside, but in truth was highly effective. This skill targeted the spirit of wielders and sought to disorient even the firmest of minds. By generating vibrations that could shake the minds of even the strongest of wielders and hinder their thinking capacity by 45%, Grand Announcement could effectively reduce the true fighting power of any man. And that was why it was such an effective tool. Alucard in his prime was able to generate the full might of Grand Announcement, but things

"Sophia was an esper, and her psychic ability could locate anyone's mind even when they wear the silverstream concealing accessories. I've tested this with Octavia just few minutes ago. This gives her an edge against the Sovereigns and rebel Scions." Lars remembered then of what was it that he forgot. He did notice Sophia could attack Hectrias with her psychic ability even without seeing her and despite Hectrias was wearing the silverstream brooch. He realized he missed out an important information and instantly felt bad about it. Vayu tilted his head, thinking. "Hmmm... then why they're not going after Octavia or any other espers for that matter? Also, Sophie's not even a very powerful espe

[Tentacled Aberration]: Unlash the tentacled aberration within you, generating tentacles over your body to use and attack. [Telekinesis]: Use your Psionic power to lift objects or living beings. [Mind Blast]: Use your Psionic power to directly inflict damage into the mind of a foe. [Letter Deciphering]: Grants the ability to decipher any letter. [Inhabitant of the Forests]: Enhances your capabilities while being near forests, while giving you enhanced senses. [Spirit User]: Grants the ability to use Spirit Magic, a contract with a Spirit or various is needed beforehand. [Job-Craftsman]: The Job of a Craftsman, enhances your proficiency and ability to craft items while giving you a general un

But what really got under my skin was that one pesky skill of his. The Blessing of the God of Light - Immune to all sorts of negative effects, including those sneaky mental attacks. Now, don't get me wrong, it's a pretty decent skill, but let's be real here, it was just a smidge weaker than my epic rank skill that grants me immunity to every single negative effect out there. Talk about a busted skill, am I right?

When the enemy cast their spell, it surely wouldn't be as powerful as intended. The second part Adrian could learn was Dark Word Technique: Annihilation, a far more aggressive technique. While Pain was like a cone piercing the enemy's mind, Annihilation was like a boulder smashing into it. The effectiveness of this technique depended on the strength of the user’s divine consciousness. A powerful divine consciousness would mitigate severe side effects like headaches or nausea. However, if the divine consciousness of both sides was equally matched, both would experience similar damage. This technique was particularly effective against enemies with weak or undeveloped divine consciousness, such

I kicked the SUV door open, stepping into the freezing rain. The Shadow Fang outpost was shrouded in a heavy, psychic cloaking mist. To a normal warrior, the fortress appeared empty. But through the golden, augmented vision Sereia was streaming into my brain, I could see the heat signatures and energy nodes of twenty elite shadow wolves patrolling the battlements. "Intruder!" a telepathic shriek echoed down the mountain, a sharp wave of psychic pressure meant to liquefy a human's brains. But the psychic attack didn't even scratch my surface. The moment the wave hit me, Sereia’s golden firewall in my mind instantly deflected it, converting the enemy's mental energy into raw kinetic output for

The ability had transferred successfully, which meant Perry was truly dead. Ray examined the newly acquired power for a moment. Perry's ability level actually wasn't that high—only around five hundred units. Even accounting for loss during absorption, it probably hadn't exceeded six or seven hundred at most. Yet such a minor figure, someone with fewer than seven hundred units, had nearly caused trouble for a monster like Ray, who possessed close to sixty thousand units. That was the terrifying part about psychic-type ability users. Their attacks were silent and subtle, like rain soaking into the earth without a sound. They didn't even trigger danger warnings. Truly frightening.

I can take care of myself already, that bald young man lashed out at me, making me drop so fast that his dagger wouldn't pierce my heart. He was a high speed vampire which made him a formidable opponent against me. We were moving about the same speed until he hit my arm with his silver dagger. I could feel my skin burning for a moment as he wore an arrogant smile on his face. But I remembered that silver doesn't affect me, I'm a hybrid. That feeling of strength raped his happiness as I moved my fist in the air to push his body away in sync with his massive bulging eyes. For a while, I forgot that I had this ability.

One strong pull from him, and my heart would be in his hand. I would be lifeless. I would be gone from Myra. He will have want he wants. “Does it feel good?” He taunted. He knows he’s won. Even after I’ve taken away all his powers, I still didn’t stood a chance against him. He was still able to overwhelm me. Holy Moon! Why haven’t I thought about this since?! He’s now vulnerable to my psychic attacks! He has no special powers to reflect my attack as well as redirect it.

“This is your ticket out of here.” “What the fuck are you talking about? You want me to swallow a pill and then what?” My stomach tightens. Hopefully it’s not poison. “Strychnine,” he says simply, slipping it into the chest pocket of my prison uniform. “Causes violent muscle spasms and convulsions. High doses are deadly. But a small one, like this, will incapacitate without killing.” “And your plan is?” I ask, brow raised, watching his eyes flick toward the cameras.