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Of course, this weapon had to be aimed with precision. He also designed the graviton, a device that uses the magnetic force of two particular metals to pull a werewolf down toward the other metal. He was also the inventor of the terrorizer. The soldier's weapon of choice. The metal clasped around the werewolf's neck, compelling it to revert to human form or risk being choked.

I needed to hear him say he was all right and that he didn’t want me to send in the cavalry. “You okay?” I asked, a little worried about how he might respond. “Well, I’m still in a hole in the ground. I can’t see a thing. Oh, and a psychotic Vampire showed up a little while ago and called all of my weapons rudimentary.” I almost laughed at how offended he was that someone had insulted his weapons, but then I realized who he was talking about. “Wait—what? Daunator showed up? Did you kick his butt?” “Yes, I did. That’s why I’m on my way home right now instead of still stuck in a hole in the ground.”

I smirk and flash my five-inch weapon, it extended to twenty inches. "Isn't this the coolest?" I say to Caleb as the smile falls from his face. Anger took over and he lungs after me. I back away and slap him across his shoulder with my weapon. It was made from iron so it has a hard impact when I use enough force to cause harm. It was one of Dad's inventions and it happens to be my favourite. Caleb yells in pain. Tamia waits no time and moves forward and tases him in his spine. He fell to his knees in pain, but she didn't stop. A crazy look in her eyes, he could die and I should stop her. I wouldn't want her to have that on her conscience.

“Thank you, tomorrow will be a hard battle. These people aren't to be laughed at. They have specialised amo that can kill on contact, fortunately for us these bullets are not meant for wolves they are designed for my kind” One of the men closer to the front puts his hand up as if this is school, nodding to him. “How do you know all this Luna?” Sighing “I designed them, I run a very well established arms business in Europe” I watch and listen as they all look at each other and talk amongst themselves. “I pride myself on being honest, this pack will be my pack and I will protect you all”

Otherwise, you'll regret it! When Caelum said that, he took out a specially made firearm and slammed it on the table before him. The firearms were a genetic weapon made from Country A. It was specially created to counter martial arts warriors, and they were incredibly terrifying. Harvey did not even glance at it and said, "Gaspar's getting old, and he's exploiting his age. But seeing that we're supposed to pay respect to our elderly, I won't kill him. But for you… Do you think I'm too scared to kill you?"

Cakra then turns three of his right arms into the cannon, Gatling, and rifle, and he shoots the guy in the midair with three of them that he falls to the ground. The guy stands up barely and says, “HOW DID YOU....” Alfi approaches the guy with his lengthened and expanded crowbar which looks like a solid spear and says, “Weapon number 6: Tipit, a crowbar which can be lengthened and expanded. Not only that, but it can also nullify your attack.” Alfi then kisses his bracelet and his Iru is flowing to his spear. The spear is layered by fire and there’s something burning fire on the edge. Alfi aims the spear at the guy.

a man in fatigues laughed, "He's skinny enough to fit under a door." His companion worn a torn jean jacket and, dirty beret, "Go home, little girl. Your mom would have a fit if she knew where you are right now." Theria sighed and gestured to Warren, "It's time to unleash the beast." "It seems like such a waste of energy," Warren yawned, "What if we need it for El Silbon?" He moved his hands, and the spectral pistol blades appeared. The men laughed harder, "Oh, the little tiger cat has some claws," The bartender slapped the bar in a state of euphoria, "We are so scared of your ghost weapons. They'd probably pass right through me."

shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him. "It's not just us warriors," said Wang Ge, the warrior who was nicknamed the Asura Monk because of his strength he was ranked second after Swordsman Zou Fan. After Wang Ge said so, hundreds of swordsmen started to come out of their hiding places. chyou Chen started to grin, as the sensation of his heartbeat starting to race was getting stronger. "Is this going to be the end for me," thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs.

the man said, pulling a heavy, matte black pistol from an ankle holster I hadn't noticed while I was busy grinding against his lap. “ Those are purifiers. Radicalized humans with more money than sense and a hard-on for genocide.” “Gbooooom!!! , The wall to our left exploded. Dust and dry walls sprayed the room, blinding me for a second. "Grawkh! Wheeze... hugh-ck!"A jagged, racking cough tore through my chest, leaving me doubled over and gasping for air. Through the haze, I saw a silhouette, tall armored, and wearing a gas mask that made it look like a giant insect. They attempted to fire.

With a small grunt Jake reached out for his large gun and pulled it up onto his shoulders! *Boom* Jake trembled slightly from the powerful device's weight, while marvelling at the work of dragons and wyverns. This cannon was the Soul Weapon he inherited after passing his trial. It was actually a pistol, and it was meant to be worn on the finger! It was made by taking into consideration the brute strength of a dragon and its large size, which was why it was so big. When Jake held it it resembled a large gun, but in the hands of a dragon it was only a small weapon with great attack power!