Weapons Master Novels & Stories

He was about to strike the unknown adversary when she suddenly took out some sort of weapon that resembled a grenade launcher but instead of grenades coming out of it, a white beam of light shot out from it and blasted the speedster. The speedster wailed and hit the wall again with his back but did not fall to the floor. His body remained plastered against the wall while the strange woman held the weapon at him, still emitting the beam of light. Almost immediately, electrical sparks began to flow out of the speedster's body and into the weapon. He cried out, trying in vain to free himself from the wall. Electricity then stopped coming out of him and the woman put down her weapon. The speedst

“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.

And they are all so familiar to the point that I can tell which were laced with poison. "Hi, little gray," I turned my gaze at the speaker when I heard the familiar voice of the Master. "You know the drill, right?" "Yes, master," I respectfully responded. It was more like an automatic rensponse because we are trained and thought that way. I grabbed a random weapon from the table when the guns started firing without a warning. I threw an axe and a dagger at once in order to immobilize some of the scattered guns firing at my direction. The operator seems to be in a bad mood because the way she controlled the arms was like she's out for blood and murder.

“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait, didn't you simply shoot out an optical maser beam? From your fucking eyes!? This already deviates a lot from the original, isn't that a weapon equipped within the military!?” “Because our strength is suppressed, the surplus energy output from the interior combustion is {employed} to provide the weapon instead. Were its to be used with the most power, an exact quantity of your time would wish to pass before it might be employed again, however, if it's the quality setting then you'll be able to hearth it successively” “Who would want to listen to your damn explanation! what's this example of a high school lady with overrated body functions!? you would like to