Toji Weapons Novels & Stories

Resting on his hip was a single, long Nodachi a curved greatsword. "You bring the filth of the crust into the heavens, Anomalies," the Shogun’s voice resonated, smooth and perfectly synthesized, echoing off the invisible atmospheric dome above them. "You shattered the Marianas with brute force. You cracked my floorboards with reckless momentum. But you cannot outrun precision."

With a small grunt Jake reached out for his large gun and pulled it up onto his shoulders! *Boom* Jake trembled slightly from the powerful device's weight, while marvelling at the work of dragons and wyverns. This cannon was the Soul Weapon he inherited after passing his trial. It was actually a pistol, and it was meant to be worn on the finger! It was made by taking into consideration the brute strength of a dragon and its large size, which was why it was so big. When Jake held it it resembled a large gun, but in the hands of a dragon it was only a small weapon with great attack power!

Professor Pops chuckled, and I couldn't help the smile that curled up on my lips. "Let's not count on it." He stroked my head with his free hand, and I drew in a deep breath, enjoying his smell: Old books, paper, and cigars. After several minutes I pulled away and considered him. "I'll be stronger, which will make it more difficult for me to die, but I can be killed the same as any human." It was a statement. One that I knew, as I spoke, was correct. "Exactly." He held the blade, still sheathed in a black cover, in both hands. "This is called a jokoto or katana, which is the now universal term."

Chapter 117: Free me. The five Folantos on his ship spread out around his command center. The one on Ike's left held a specific kind of weapon that shot an energy rope. If he remembered right, the gun was called a tatin. Ike tried to do calm breathing as he shook his head. There was about to be more senseless death. He would not be taken alive, and there was no way he was putting JP through more torture. Maybe these beings would be wise and run away.

“Next, she pressed her long-nailed hands together like a gambler concealing her cards and when she set them apart again, she had generated an ice jotō (staff sword). This was another specialty of my clan besides ice-shurikens, spiky ice-knuckles and nunchuks. The ice jotō began as a short staff and, with a twist of a ring switch, it would come apart into two swords. The swords could be screwed together to create a vicious double-bladed staff. It was a 3-in-1 weapon: staff, sword and spear. The most skillful ice-crafters also preferred blades that retracted on one end and projected out the other to increase unpredictability. “Before I could decide my next move, the Ayakashi launched the Mizu

He threw a dagger at him, and it got stuck in his arm. "AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" His first cry came, and Toyota laughed so loud, facing the ceiling as her laughter echoed like a witch's. "Shut your mouth! Talk about her @ss again, and it'll be your skull next" Tiger muttered, and Sancho tightened his lips on each other in fear. "You own several weapon bases, and yet you can't combat?" Toyota finally stopped laughing. "I...I only...I only know how to... handle... weapons,...my ... My bouncers are...my fighters" he stuttered, and Toyota's look went cold as she threw down the plank and rested her palms on the armrest of the chair.

It’s so nice, I don’t know but I’m glad I touched them. I let go of them and looked at the other weapon. There are so many weapons, it feels light when I see these weapons. My gaze went back to where I saw two gold weapons and I saw on top of them a another two gold weapons, one was a gold kunai and the other was a golf dagger.

"Takanashi-kun, are you bad with that boy?" Takanashi was startled and looked at the young man who suddenly talked to him. He let out a long sigh and said, "Souma-san, don't talk startle me..." He was helpless but didn't say too much since he was a bit scared of this young man. Souma looked in the direction of Monica and Togo but raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong, Souma-san, do you know them?" Takanashi asked. Souma's eyes opened slightly and said, "The woman is fairly famous, she is the "Merchant of Death", the famous weapon dealer, Togo Tomari."

They walked towards the table, and his eyes immediately darted to the weapons: katanas, machetes, khopesh, axes, gladii, bowie knives, iron battle-axes, and many other weapons Tales couldn’t recognize. 'No gun,' Tales murmured in his head. It would’ve been much better to have a gun instead of these. Tales was just about to pick the dagger when a hand swiftly stole it from his grip. He looked at Jake in annoyance. Jake smiled widely. "Sorry, but mine." Tales sighed in frustration and went for the khopesh. Raja, on the other hand, chose the katana. After some time, when all the children had chosen their weapons, the man clapped his hands.

“So, I’ll ask you one more fucking time. What the hell was that weapon?” It was the same weapon they’d used on me. With something that deadly, they could cause real damage. A weapon of that magnitude shouldn’t be in the hands of people like them. “It’s a Fortifier X; instead of bullets, it fires Baneshots.” “Who is the supplier?” “If you want that answer—and the others I’m sure you plan to beat out of me. I need to see the human first.” “Tessa?” “Yes. Tessa. Let’s say we have a lot of catching up to do.”