Windblade X Bumblebee Novels & Stories

The temperature dropped drastically, the wind that blew felt colder, piercing the skin's surface. The trees swaying in the wind dance a dance of death that is both beautiful and magical, their dance accompanied by the sound of dry leaves, and the leaves singing as the wind blows them. The hoarse singing was muffled, their singing was like a muffled screams. It was like someone who wanted to scream with his neck choking hard, someone who was in a transitional period between life and death. They sang and danced as if it was the end of the world. The last day that humanity can taste before everything is destroyed with nothing left

*Bang* The deflected wind blades did not disappear upon losing their targets. Four struck the ground and created deep pits that could easily bury over ten men! The other two were sent flying into a number of trees, slicing all they came across in half! While Pazuzu’s pet had done a great job, it was still no match for Asherah. How could it compare to a Wind Demon when it wasn’t even an Ascension Beast. Although it had dealt with a few of the wind blades, there were many more left and none of the blades had lost any momentum. Two struck the large cat and tore one of its wings off, causing it to roar in pain as it tumbled onto the ground. *Boom*

With their cooperation, it is an easy task to face the approaching threats. Liam swung his makeshift weapon, a baseball bat with a nail in it. Liam didn't hesitate to aim them at the mindless creature. At the same time, Brandon gracefully maneuvered around and swiftly used his wind to incapacitate the other zombie with a calculative strike. The third one lunged towards Liam, but Brandon quickly and easily intercepted the mindless creature. It wasn't hard for Brandon to intercept the mindless creature since he has the abilities of wind and metal. With only using a wind to prevent the sound of metal from attracting the other mindless zombies, he could still do it.

I jumped using the debris to get up to my target. Another beast attacked. It tried to swat me away from its companion, but I was one step ahead of him. Thanks to the wind, I was able to detect his move. It gave me the advantage over him. I lunged at it, all in the while making my sword longer. The weapon sliced through its sandy body. To ensure it didn't heal itself, a surge of wind blew the particles away.

said Maurice. “Neither should the bumblebee,” I pointed out. “That’s a myth. If you perform an extremely crude calculation, sure, but a full aerodynamic computation will show that the bumblebee operates perfectly within the laws of physics.” Maurice’s lecture on the flight of the bumblebee was cut short by six large dragonmen landing a few metres away, sending up much dust and debris. It was a terrifying sight but still welcome if it shut Maurice up. The largest of the Draconic Guard, whose skin was deep blue while the others were more of a pale grey-blue, stepped forward.

James interrupted, “This is nothing. The Zephyrbane Spears comprises three parts—basic, intermediate, and advanced.” “The basic technique is called the Mystic Wind Drifter. It focuses on group assault, uses curses as the foundation, and is assisted with the Terrastride Step, Dawnblaze Form, and Chaos Yin-Yang Eyes for anticipating the enemy’s movements. It boasts 360,000 permutations. Once initiated, there’s no turning back as it’s a fully offensive skill.” As James spoke, he demonstrated the skill, causing the spears in the void to shift rapidly, filling the sky with dazzling and impeccable displays. The relentless assault and lightning-fast movements would render any opposition futile. “Th

Shame this was evening happening to me. Unfortunatly, Damon moved to stand beside Ethan. “These are Twisted Blade push daggers. A tri-edge blade that spirals. Also known as a cyclone blade. They insure maximum damage with little effort. When used correctly, it will increase our killing effectiveness by 10%. Your opposite will bleed out before their wolf will be able to heal them.”

Victor had already walked out of the camp by then. "Come on, let's spar a bit." Victor merged with his mech, ready to spar with Windfall. Beast mechs usually have pretty peculiar weapons, mostly related to their original means of attack. Windfall's mech was quite normal except for his two hands. Instead of mech hands, his hands were two oversized flails, two or three times larger than a normal mech's fist. "Is that really a good idea, boss?" Windfall seemed a bit shy. Wouldn't it be a bit awkward if he beat the boss?

The schemer fell silent, glancing at Colin, who didn't bat an eyelid. "I know you didn't mean to hurt the cat," he said. "You just don't care about animals. Apologize to Joyce, and I'll let you go. It's your fault the cat freaked out." I glared, my gaze burning him. He looked away, then signaled someone to make me bow. That schemer got close with a smirk. "Wanna get married? You're not bad-looking, and I can grant your wish." His breath stank of cigarettes.

“Yeah, their Black Wind Fleet is equipped with more than 20 Thunderbolt warcraft.” “I’m surprised that the Black Wind Pirates dare to appear in Black Tiger City.” Philip noticed the same logos on the dozens of warcraft approaching and asked Kane. “Master, they're the Black Wind Pirates. They're equipped with the Thunderbolt warcraft, which have mediocre attack power but quick reflexes.” Philip nodded and said, “Just take them down.” At Philip’s command, energy fluctuations appeared on the Black Hawk warcraft, and dozens of energy bombs were fired at the Thunderbolt warcraft.