Weapons Master Novels & Stories

“Oh, you’re a master class?” Mar asked Sgt. Matthew Owen with interest. “What’s that?” asked Johan. “That means he had finished all the classes under elemental weapons,” Lilith explained. “2nd Lt. Gunnar, likewise, is a Sword Master, Rapier Class.” “Great! Let’s go!” said Dorin who was beginning to loose patience. “Wait, aren’t you going to bring any weapons?!” Sgt. Matthew Owen asked him. “I got my sword.” answered Mar, touching the rapier on her left hip.

The Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, the East’s most potent pack leader, was infamous for his ruthlessness and hatred of the impolite. According to legend, he murdered most of his servants, and his reign was marked by bloodshed. Nothing was too much for a man to do to ensure that those around him obeyed his every command. To him, it is preferable to slaughter the weak and bathe in their blood beneath the light of a harvest moon. His wolf was said to be a monster with red eyes that glowed in the dark, watching its victims before tearing them apart.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

The hatred, the dominance, the smacks and the curses—it all felt ingrained deep inside his heart as if that had been his role all along. "If you disobey me again..." Nate folded his arms, glancing around the room before remembering that there was a knife laying on the floor a few steps away. He snorted, reaching for it and leaning towards Dante, viciously gripping his jaw with his thumb and index finger, lifting his face to eye the sharp blade of the knife. "You'll get a slice for every time you don't follow my orders. Do I make myself clear?"

Anatashi said seriously. "Kit, Rex, and I have the Royal Trinity to combat them. We have had little time to figure it out, but when your wolves caught us off guard, we were prepared to use the Trinity on you all. We are both weak, if anything, we are stronger together. " he said confidently.

In this opportunity, apprentices from all over the world would come and show their talent and ability. The competition was in the form of demon hunting. They prepared a large ground for hunting surrounded by a powerful barrier. Selected beasts and demons were released in this area. It varied from small and easy ones, to the strong and quite difficult to handle. But the demons were never something above the capabilities of the apprentices' level. Each contestant was given flare signals they could use if they encountered a dangerous situation they couldn't handle. The rescue team would immediately come and fetched them. Besides, all sword masters could watch the competition and everything happ

) one thought to himself. "Let the games begin," Eros said before clapping his hands. Men came inside and put bags over each assassin's head before they were dragged inside the arena. He waited until everyone was stationed inside before stepping inside. "Are you sure you won't need a weapon, sir?" one of his men asked. Eros chuckled before crossing his arms and leaning against the door. "The knives I gave the assassins aren't for killing me. They'll need it to defend themselves from me." He popped his knuckles before going inside and the doors closed behind him.

-One of the villagers said. Nat and Gree quickly went to Gree's and Nat's workshop to search for weapons while Chronos beheld the machine initializing. He noticed the multiple joints moving to show a magnetic supported Antimagic shield and many digital locks opening to release a railgun, homing missile batteries, grenade launchers, two cannon barrels with heavy-armor penetrating ammunition enhanced with magic, magic-based ammunition machine guns, and flamethrowers. The Tyranno-AMHAR: Peacemaker was not a war machine, it was an extermination device.

"Roughly, you said come to master." "I am so confused right now." "I figured as much. Not to get into too much detail, but these are genetically coded weapons. The bracelet acts as a genetic Bluetooth between you and any weapons linked to it. From the moment you locked the bracelet around your wrist, it began collecting DNA. Granted, some modifications still need to be made. Actually, I'm considering integrating artificial intelligence. Say, for instance, one of us is in a risky situation, no one is there to save you, and your weapon is out of reach. Well, with AI, I could code a defend master mode. Then, your primary or secondary weapon will act independently and save you. I don't know. I'm

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.