Unkillable Soldier Wiki Novels & Stories

Not today. The facility loomed ahead, a dark shape against the grey sky. The outer wall was reinforced steel, but Kellan didn't slow down. He hit it at full speed, his silver wolf's shoulder driving through metal and concrete like it was paper. The crash echoed through the building, and the nullifying soldiers inside turned toward the sound. Kellan was already moving. His claws found the first soldier's throat, and the second, and the third. They didn't feel pain. They didn't respond to commands. But they still fell when you hit them hard enough.

I threw myself on the ground, rolled to the side and pulled the trigger. The foremost soldier flew backwards, cracked the second with and Kael finished the third with a targeted shot from the hip. We were a perfect, deadly unit. The Commander and the junk collector. But the consortium did not give up. A shrill, disgusting summation the fight noise. It was a sound that let me freeze the blood in the veins. No ordinary troops floated down from the largest hole on the ceiling. A platform lowered, flanked by two huge three-meter Juggernaut-

Every time a soldier tried to raise a rifle, Killian was there, crushing the barrel or disarming them with a flick of his wrist. ​"He's not killing them," Liam whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of awe and fear. "He's just... breaking them. He's taking away their ability to fight." ​It was true. Killian was dismantling the Council’s forward unit with the surgical efficiency of a hunter who knew exactly where the joints and tendons were weakest. He wasn't a monster; he was a wall. He was the physical manifestation of the Eighth Peak’s refusal to be silenced. Every soldier he took down stayed down, their high-tech suits compromised and their morale evaporated. They were realizing that t

"If you can't speak proper English, then shut your mouth! Stop butchering our language—I can't stand it!" He surged forward with a kick. The two soldiers tried to evade, maybe even deploy their abilities—but before they could, they found their thoughts frozen. Ray's kick smashed one guy completely. Another kick, and the second one exploded as well. How could non-combat-types withstand this kind of force?

Yoon-min, weak but not broken, rasped, “He’s… stalling you. Keeping you busy.” The realization hit Soo-ah like ice. Lazarus didn’t care if his soldiers died—this was all to delay them, to keep them away from whatever final piece of the Shattered Veil Project he was setting into motion. --- Suddenly, a hulking figure emerged from the smoke—an enhanced soldier. His body rippled with unnatural muscle, veins glowing faintly with the same unstable serum Lazarus had been testing. His eyes burned an eerie crimson as he roared, charging straight for Sang-woo.

The soldiers' faces were blurred, but their armor and weapons exuded spiritual energy, each possessing strength at the Aura level. Isabella was instantly shocked. She instinctively pulled out her pistol and fired three rounds at the sand soldiers ahead. This was almost her instinctive reaction, a skill she had honed in the military. Meanwhile, the sand soldiers emitted hoarse roars and rushed toward Wilbur and his group. Three gunshots sounded, all of them hitting the sand soldier ahead. The bullets passed right through its body, leaving three holes. However, it did not stop the soldier and it continued to wield its spear fiercely, thrusting it toward Isabella.

unsheathing is a skill which kills at lightening speed, a fast one-hit kill, suitable for people who possess a sword spirit". "Sword unsheathing", Jae Lee woo stopped moving, it seemed that the use of that sword was different from that of other swords. Traditionally, what swordsmen liked the less was the moment of unsheathing a sword because it is a critical moment during which a certain amount of time is lost and thus delays the moment when the attack can be carried out. Nevertheless, sword unsheathing was a skill made to kill people. Unsheathing the sword had killing for its sole purpose. The most powerful moment of that skill was unsheathing the sword and striking with one movement, if

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

I had broken rank and I had strayed too far from the cohorts. “I am a Soldier of Remas, I am never alone for I fight alongside my brothers, My duty as a Solider of Remas is the defense of its people, If I fail in my duty, I fail Remas, If I fail Remas, I fail the people. Rema Eterna.”

Audella stated as she watched the two. Exciting? How is witnessing someone suffer exciting? "Isn't he gonna surrender or something? He might die in suffocation." Eleonna commented worriedly. Celeste chuckled at this. "I'm afraid the word surrender doesn't exist on Shaun's vocabulary," she said as she watched Shaun struggle to break free. "You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong."