Black Bullet Light Novels & Stories

said Rio to Amar. "Yes. I asked him to help find out who ordered the black cobra bullets. Who really wanted to kill Axelina's life by shooting poison into Axelina's body, "said Amar. Alexander was so shocked by what Amar said just now. “Black cobra bullets, deadly shells that only exist if there is an order. With one shot, the victim died on the spot, ”explained Alexander. “So true. The bullet that was made to shoot Axelina yesterday. That's why I need Kalf to find out. Because without the interference of the black world, the bullets cannot be obtained for free,” said Amar to Alexander.

"Then keep your eyes on the shadows, Queen. We burn the ghosts out of this machine together." They stepped out into the freezing drizzle, the cold air hitting them like a physical blow. Julian moved with the lethal, silent grace of a hunter, his tactical shotgun raised, his eyes scanning the maze of rusted steel. Elena followed, her nine-millimeter drawn, her emerald eyes darting through the steam and smoke. They weren't just a corporate team anymore; they were the apex of Blackwood's underworld, returning to the very foundation where the Vane legacy had been built on blood.

Hera’s POV “Dan, shoot!” I heard Felixe yell as he gripped the rifle securely. They both had shifted to their human form to get a good grip on the ammunition. There was no time to think of clothes and I sat quietly, closing the window to give them privacy. Within seconds, I heard a series of gunshots being fired. I knew they were firing the lethal pycrete bullets into the enemy’s bodies before they could realize and flee. “The pycrete bullets are a lethal combination of sawdust, ice, and anthrax. These bullets are a tested method to exterminate the Flame Hounds,” explained Derrick as he stood at the door of the cabin to check on the progress.

Yu Liang bought the Eternal Illusion letter, the letter was the size of a cell phone and as thin as paper, but it had an abnormal resistance which guaranteed its rigidity, even with Yu Liang holding the letter firmly, it did not crumple. Like all Grade A Cards, the color of the card is silver, the design on the card is of a large eye with a rainbow-colored iris. The letter could be used 10 times before it was returned to the system store. The duration of each illusion would depend on the user's will or the method the user will use to break the illusion.

He also wore what appeared to be matching leggings. What is it with these men having such nice asses? My god, that suit leaves nothing to imagination, and I’m practically drooling at the view. Azure angled his neck towards the large viewing windows, catching my gaze before winking. My cheeks heated furiously, and I hoped Mr. Nitrile didn't make it a point to study me after Azure's little show. “Is it true that the clothing on Mr. Blackwood can stop a forty-five millimeter bullet without breaking through the fabric?” Mr. Nitrile watches closely as Azure prepares to begin the trial.

Lyra Pulling one of my guns I wait until the car is within distance, closing one eye I am for the headlights on the front vehicle. Taking in a deep breath I release it slowly and gently squeeze the trigger. The light goes out so I repeat this by taking out both front lights, removing the blinding lights. Chaos stands tall next to me, his black fur looking like oil in the moonlight.

"Thanks. I work out a lot and I hike several miles every weekend." "Ah. Let me tell you about this ammunition. This black box is the factory stuff. It's a 300-grain hollow-point and it'll do okay against most animals, except bears. If you are serious about elk and moose, you need to use this stuff. In these blue boxes are custom hand loads, they have a 335-grain solid lead bullet and will drop anything in North America out to 150 yards, and that includes grizzlies." "Okay, got it."

Samson unleashed a hail of bullets from his massive machine gun, firing at Uriel with a ferocity that would have torn a mortal man to shreds. But Uriel was no mortal man. With a swift motion, he raised his hand, and a brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the dark warehouse.

Then the lights hit me. It isn't a slow flicker. It’s a blinding white explosion of LED headlights that cuts through the fog like a blade. Three black SUVs are sitting there like giant predators. I squint and try to raise the gun but before I can even pull the hammer back something slams into my side.

Two warriors from the Blackwood sentry were pinned to the stone walls by shadows—literally held in place by dark, ethereal hands that emerged from the masonry itself. Killian didn't hesitate. He was a blur of charcoal fur and teeth. He slammed into the shadows, his claws glowing with a faint, residual Alpha light. Where he struck, the darkness hissed and recoiled, but it didn't disappear. It reformed, swirling like ink in water. I didn't have a wolf, but I had the silver light. I reached into my kit, grabbing two glass vials of concentrated lunar-saline—a solution I had spent years perfecting in the city. I smashed them against the floor at the base of the stairs.