Novel & Cerita Titan Slayers

We drove closer. It was a small mining town. Or it had been. Now it was a ruin. The buildings were smashed. Cars were overturned. And in the center of the town standing in the middle of the road was a figure. It was huge. It was at least eight feet tall. It was covered in metal armor. It held a massive hammer. It turned as we approached. It had no face. Just a smooth steel visor. "What is that?" I whispered. "A Titan," Kaelen said. "Project Titan. The heavy infantry."

THE ATLANTIC THRONE: TWO HOURS LATER We didn't land. We were pulled. The Thorne-17 was caught in a tractor-beam of pure gravity, dragging us toward the obsidian throne rising out of the waves. Around the structure, the ocean was boiling, steam rising in thick, violet clouds. As we hit the landing bay, the doors hissed open. A legion of Kingslayers stood waiting, but they weren't the white-obsidian drones of the Council. These were "Primal" Kingslayers—creatures of raw shadow and ancient gold, their armor forged from the very first mercury-veins of the earth.

“Access denied. The Vault is a sanctuary for the Living. Not a tomb for the Dead.” "She’s not dead!" Caleb roared, stepping toward the sphere. "Open the gate, or I’ll blast this glacier into the ocean!" “Hostility detected. Engaging defensive protocols.” Suddenly, the snow beneath their feet began to shift. Four massive, metallic shapes—centipede-like drones with serrated limbs—burst from the ice. They moved with a terrifying, liquid speed, their sensors locked onto the Titan team. "Protect the Chairwoman!" Silas shouted, his rifle barking as he opened fire.

Titan lifted the Ax until his arms were straight in the air. One three, okay, get ready to leap inside, said Hayden. Titan began to count. One, Two, THREE! Yelled Titan, striking the ice with the Crimson Axe with all his might and the might of every warrior it had fallen. The ten thousand fold strike of the axe shattered the ice surface. The noise from the strike boomed in Cory’s ears along with the roars and snarls of the nearby den of beasts. The sleeping Stormbringers they had encountered were all awake now.

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

The launchers, rendered useless by the corrosive plasma, smashed directly into the side of the Titan's metal body with a beautiful crunch. The Titan's cockpit was wrenched sideways with the scream of metal, pushed to one side like a broken neck. The agile mech staggered backwards much like the Goliath had in Vietnam, sparks flying from exposed wires. The Titan, however, was more powerful than its Goliath brethren and seemed to recover from the blunt attack. It turned to face me for one final salvo. A superheavy slug struck the mech, detonating against its breached armour. The damaged mech's hull buckled with the impact and it toppled for good, command capsule soaring into the sky.

CRUNCH. A massive Titan-Class Droid stepped through the breach. It was twelve feet of reinforced steel and hydraulic rage, armed with a rotary cannon. "Target: The Hackers," The Titan’s synthesized voice boomed. "No!" Aurora threw a telekinetic shield up, but the Titan’s mass was too great. It smashed through her shield with a casual backhand, sending Aurora flying into a server rack. "Aurora!" Kael screamed. He charged the Titan, risking his life to jam his electrified baton into its knee joint.

But it was what came behind them that truly terrified me. Three figures, each standing twenty feet tall, covered in silver armor that seemed to absorb light. They moved with impossible grace for their size, and where their feet touched the ground, the earth withered. "Titan-class hybrids," Chen whispered—she'd been conscripted as our intelligence officer, her knowledge too valuable to waste. "Theoretical only, I thought. The energy required to maintain that size should be impossible." "Unless they're using multiple power sources," I realized. "How many Moonsingers did the Council really kill? How many did they harvest?"

her stern voice explained, shoulders straight, arms folded behind her back which was facing her student. "Lunaris' current ruler is an awe-inspiring man who, during his youth as a prized warrior, once went by the name, George the Titan Slayer. He earned this title when a group of aggressive and violent creatures called Titans once tried to invade Lunaris but were thwarted and slain in battle by a group of elite warriors led by Lunaris' current ruler. This great victory spread his name throughout the galaxy as his triumph of fame only increased once he inherited the throne. People call him a righteous and selfless leader, as he implemented new laws and trades solely for the welfare and peace