Black Eagle Zombie Slayer Arrows Novels & Stories

Hunter was roaring viciously and they had shifted back to their human forms. Happiness twinkled in her eyes upon seeing Hunter punching Armando ruthlessly as blood splurts out of his mouth.

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

The other was a bundle of arrows, their tips coated in a pale blue liquid. He tucked the chocolate into the inner pocket of my hunting jacket with an ease that suggested he was placing something that had always belonged there. "Fighting on an empty stomach lacks presence." He shrugged. "The arrows were confiscated from those scouts. The tips are coated with an enhanced general antidote that delays the onset of the reverse-blood toxin. I thought Elias might find a use for them." Elias took the arrows. He drew one out to inspect the liquid against the dim daylight. Pushing his glasses up, his tone remained flat.

The pitch black color muddled with purple glossy shimmer was singing the wails of its precision and power. A harmonious blend of two highly sought-after materials from two distinct advanced civilizations, these arrows are a true representation of what can be achieved when worlds collide. A hybrid unparalleled strength and flexibility. "Gosh!! They look gorgeous…," Creed muttered with awe while examining the arrows. "And they're quite sturdy too!" "Awesome. So, 245 arrows… hmm. If I can use one arrow three times, then it should last me 2-3 hunts," he calculated. His digital watch suddenly rang, breaking his concentration. It was Rolin, confirming the delivery. Creed answered immediately.

After shooting the arrow, the bald guy immediately made a run for it. “Ah, my lady!” Autumn screamed as she widened her eyes. As the arrow got closer and was about to land on her, Zendaya widened her eyes as well and couldn’t move a muscle due to shock. At such a critical moment, Alex fiercely leaped onto Zendaya and wrapped her in his arms, taking the arrow with his back for her… The arrow that was shot at a short distance was indeed powerful. After all, it could break Bruce’s defensive brute force, it even made a hole on Alex’s Mystic Armor.

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They were getting pumped. They pulled their bowstring, creating transparent only with their pure energy. These were not ordinary arrows; they were made by the Elves, one of the most powerful creatures who were famous for their . It was the made by the creature, which was said to be the creature that taught humans and other creatures how to manipulate . The arrows shot down the Wyverns without any resistance. Their sharp tip stabbed through the rest of the Alpha Wyverns' eyes and instantly pierced their brain. It was much stronger than Heinrich's Light Arrow, even though they were not many.

This one embeds itself in the shoulder of a zombie, and it keeps coming. I pull the trigger again, and the shot goes wide, lodging in the throat of the one next to him. Ryder looses a third arrow, and it goes in through the zombie's open mouth, sending the zombie tumbling to the ground. I can't take the time to watch, because there's a zombie that's seen me, and she stretches her arms out wide.

I kept saying the words in my head, over and over, like a prayer, like a spell, like something that would keep me alive. The beast lunged. I released the first arrow in the same motion, the clean muscle-memory of training firing before fear could complicate it, and had the second nocked and released before the first had landed, and the third followed with the same immediacy, three shots in the time it would have taken most archers to produce one, and all three arrows had been coated with wolfsbane before I left Shadow Pack, and all three found the left chest. The beast stopped. Mid-lunge, mid-motion, the forward movement arresting as if something had cut the signal between intention and body

Kane’s POV The moment Ava left, I felt it. The bond stretched thin, a faint ache sitting heavy in my chest, the kind that never let me forget she wasn’t here anymore. I forced myself to shove it aside. If I thought about it too long, I’d go mad. On the table in front of me lay three arrows. They were ordinary at first glance, but the black stains that coated the silver tips told a different story. Wolfsbane, burned into the grooves of the metal. Enough to paralyze an Alpha in seconds if it hit deep enough.