Cannon Mario Novels & Stories

I I point at Little Sea. "Cannons. Get a piece of papyrus and ink and write that down." The man nods and follows my orders. "Now tell us what the cannons can do, little one," I asked my Eliza "The cannons are like long stone tunnels with only one side open; the top side. They sit on a pair of wheels and that's how the men can move it. It is incredibly heavy and large. It can move in any direction, whether it is east, Northeast…south…any way you want. Then there is the

He shakes my head and then releases it, pushing it away from him. "A coffee can?" I ask in a weak voice. Mario smiles, his perfectly straight white teeth like a predator who knows he's hunted down his prey and he's now going in for the kill.

Mario exclaimed and clapped his hands aloud. Williams shook his head, his friend was going haywire, and annoyingly, it was creating some sort of tension in his mind. "Mario, I'm not interested." Williams placed a hand in his friend's shoulder. "I am telling you, you have to shoot a right and accurate shot, you can't miss this one!" Williams was amazed, he couldn't believe Mario was so interested in this matter. He looked at his wrist watch and seeing he had three more minutes, he tapped Mario's shoulder again.

“Fire!” Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Multiple cannon shots were fired with the order from the commander. The cannons did not use steel balls, but were actually firing condensed mana. They were loaded with mana crystals as their ammo. The beams from the cannons pierced through the bodies of the monsters. Their corpses laid flat on top of the barrier “Again!” Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The cannons were fired again and more of the monsters were shot down. The roars, shrieks and howls of the beasts filled their ears along with the cannon shots.

“We need to find the contraption that’s making explosions. I’ll try to find its position, but I’ll need help from the ground. It’s too dark for me to see clearly.” Gideon nodded and transformed, keeping eyes on me from the ground. It didn’t take long for me to spot what I was looking for. They had brought with horses a massive cannon. They could not get it deep inside the forest, but it lay at its edge, the barrel pointing over the trees. There must have been runners communicating with the operators, so they knew where to point and shoot. I dropped and circled over them as a distraction. The operators and a few knights positioned with the cannon lifted their heads in my direction and shouted

He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother. Mario collected the gun and pointed it at Calogero. “Please..” Calogero whimpered inaudibly, almost exhausting the whole tears in his juvenile body system. He stood like a drenched and starved chicken. Blood smeared everywhere. “Do not worry, I’m going to let you live” Mario said. “You did as I instructed, so you live” He spat and ran his fingers in his hair and turned without further conversation. He signaled his soldiers and they led the way out leaving Calogero with no one. Mario halted abruptly and looked at Calogero.

" Damn it! You're right!" Due to the carelessness of my orders, the cannon we have is now useless. " Now I'm kinda isolated out here!!" Manor turns to me as he shouts out his worries. Suddenly, the arrows stopped firing at him and a ribbon grabbed his arms and legs pulling him upwards and spreading him wide. " Manor!!"

While he was tending to his wound to stop the bleeding, my phone rang. "Mario, I have Matt, we are leaving it up to you, do you think you can manage?" I asked. "Of course-a boss, leave it up to a-me!" he said, Mario was a scottish man who had been a criminologist cleaning crew for as long as I had known him, which was well over ten years, he had a strong accent that sometimes reminded me of the character from that videogame where they had to save the princess. I think his name was partially what convinced me that he sounded like him.

I swiftly turn around, only to find a naked man aiming a gun at me. In an instant, I pull the trigger, and a deafening blast fills the room. The man collapses to the ground, his head erupting like a ripe watermelon. Blood and brain matter splatter across the walls and floor. There is a sick satisfaction in eliminating one of Mario Alfonso’s men, but I am well aware that this battle is far from over.

Jericho muttered, amusement lacing his words, "who would have thought." "Game's over little one, time to come out." "Only if you promise not to shoot me," I yelled back, keeping my gun aimed just in case. "Fine," Gunnar threw his gun to the floor, doing the same with Jericho and Ace's guns. "I don't agree with this," Ace grumbled. "Don't be a sore loser," Jericho chastised. I wasn't like Ace. I didn't trust myself not to break my skull if I just leaped off this branch like Catwoman. Scaling down the tree-like any sane person would, I happily skipped my way over to them and tossed my gun down with theirs.