Voltron Gladiator Novels & Stories

"If you can defeat him, you will be the new troop commander." "Yes, I will!" After taking a short break and drinking some water, Brockley was then handed a sword weighing six kilos and almost two metres in total length. These large swords were commonly used by cavalry troops to knock out enemy barricades. Harlino was also prepared with the same sword. "Stranger, I'm sure it's your first time holding this sword! I'm giving you a chance to practice first. Or do you want to surrender?" Harlino scolded haughtily. He raised the sword with his right hand to the sky.

“I can’t believe that you recognize them. But yes, you’re right it’s them, your beloved team. Who knew that they would make the perfect bodyguard?” I was breathing heavily from anger. At Ylgarr’s side lay the fully exposed first piece of the triton.- the Fork. Three golden spearlike shapes protruded from a single rod. The middle spear was longer than the other two and has this seemingly serpentine kind of pattern running along with it. I grabbed it from the ground and once again felt the familiar connection that I have with it. My strength, spirit, and powers felt amplified upon the contact. A cough broke me from my thoughts only to see that Ylgarr tried to escape from me while I was distrac

The GLT-class forced to give her weapon. “Appsylon!” Said Cornelio. “[Signing up to Squad 44 as GLT-class … Login succeed.]” said Appsylon. Cornelio turn back his snake blade leaving the silver projectile on the ground, then he changed the cannon transformation to fit the projectile for cannon bullet and load it. “[Silver projectile loaded.]” said Appsylon. “Take this!” said Cornelio. He pulled the trigger and the projectile launched piercing Varniant body even it has been hardening the skin. Varniant type receive lethal damage and getting exhausted, now it focusing the energy to heal the wounds.

They even felt that Tadhg Walter took the initiative to attract a pillar of the same size as Thunder, making this Thunder's power of God and tribulation light. Everything is integrated into himself, he is not afraid, under the power of the tribulation light, the body will be erased by the tribulation light? "Golden Armor Grandmaster, Land Ghost Grandmaster, what's up? A suit like that looks terrifying! Come, come, come, we'll fight three hundred and sixty rounds!"

"You...are very courageous," Bolt hissed through gritted teeth, his expression contorting fiercely upon hearing Frederick's words. Boom, boom, boom! The sound of rumbling thunder immediately exploded through the air. Bolt was thoroughly enraged. He wanted to destroy this place, to level it to the ground, and reduce everyone to ashes to vent his anger. "Thunder Dragon! "Thunder Sea! "One Billion Volts! "Thunder's Wrath! "Ragnarok!" Bolt unleashed all the ultimate skills he had learned, stacking various powerful moves wildly. Around him, the surroundings turned chaotic.

Their vehicles were nightmares of welded steel and stolen Phase-tech monster trucks with hover-pads, muscle cars with plasma-turrets, and bikes that looked like they were built from the bones of dead servers. They circled us, their engines revving in a discordant, aggressive rhythm. A massive rig, covered in spikes and decorated with shattered computer monitors, rolled to the front. A man stood on the roof, holding a microphone wired into a PA system that screamed with feedback. He was huge, his skin grafted with patches of rusted chrome, his eyes replaced by crude, red optical sensors. "Look what the glitch dragged in!" the Warlord bellowed, his voice distorted. "Two pretty little pre-war s

"I can fight." "You can't even stand, Fish," Nero clicked, unceremoniously dropping Ren behind a jagged outcropping of rusted iron. "You are the shield. Let the reef be the spear." Nero didn't retreat. She stepped out onto the open shoreline, her massive hydraulic claw revving up with a deafening, mechanical roar. Silas flanked her, his glowing lure shifting from a pale green to a warning, aggressive red. The lead Trench-Goliath shrieked, its antennae locking onto the vibrations of Nero’s machinery. It charged with terrifying, skittering speed, its massive mandibles opening wide to snap the Crustacean mutant in half.

It barely covered my thighs, and the fabric clung to my breasts, making my nipples poke through. Heads turned my way. Men in the stands pointed and whistled. I felt exposed, but a thrill ran through me. This was my chance for something wild. I scanned the arena. Three gladiators caught my eye. They had just won their fight and stood tall, covered in sweat and grime. The first one, Marcus, was bald and huge, over six feet with muscles like rocks. He held a net and trident, his eyes sharp and hungry. Next to him was Secundus, dark hair matted to his forehead, broad chest heaving as he gripped his sword. His arms were thick from years of battle.

It is opened and closed from the front. The Dragon's Tongue's Sword was designed by the Dragon Pack. They used their hot spit that held fire to make it. To this day, it is one of the strongest weapons to be ever made. The Gluon fragmentor drill (GFD) is a maneuvring gear belt that soldiers used to clutch on things such as walls, trees, or even Kingrads themselves. It is not mostly used a lot since they had wings which were a lot faster. To use it, press the buttons on the left and the right side, and it shoots.

Within a few moments, the glow of the weapon dimmed and turned into a spiritual weapon. It broke Willette's heart. Just then, Severin was filled with determination and fighting spirit. He yelled out with a resolute tone and attracted Willette's attention. "Just a tribulation and you think you can stop me from being celestial? What a joke!" Having the Oculus Blade in his hand, Severin had just crushed a Violet Thunder Struck. He was full of fighting spirit. The divine light of the three thousand rules was glowing on his body, making him look like a fearless divine general.