Flower Bullets Novels & Stories

rolling all over the floor. This time. Only then did these rabble finally react and pull the trigger in their hands. "Beat them to death!! Beat these stinky women to death!!" Naturally, I couldn’t afford the Source Stone etching bombs. Naturally, the steel ball bullets used were just ordinary steel ball bullets. Although the steel ball bullets were much less powerful than the Originium etching bullets, they would be more powerful if there were more of them. Bullets rained from all directions.

The sound was different from the panicked shots echoing through the hall—a sharp, precise crack that seemed to swallow all other noise. The specialized bullet, its tip gleaming with Pyre's corrupted clover extract, took her high in the chest, just below the collarbone. There was no dramatic spray of blood. Instead, a strange, silvery light bloomed at the point of impact, spreading under her skin like vicious frost cracking across a dark windowpane.

"There are about twenty monsters in total, but five of them are higher-level creatures." The men immediately became alert. Even Darren's expression hardened slightly. "But don't worry," Ivy added calmly. "With the weapons you're carrying now, you should be able to handle them." That reminder immediately caused Darren to remember something important. "That reminds me..." Darren said slowly, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "Our guns... they aren't firing normal bullets anymore." The other soldiers instantly turned toward Ivy as well, clearly curious about the same matter. "When we shoot the monsters," Darren continued, "the bullets explode on impact. Wherever the bullets hit, the monsters' bo

I stood and pulled out the gun, which was at my waist, and loaded it in front of Vivian. "Lay a finger on you? That's a waste of my time!" I suddenly raised my hand. This caused her to scream and squat down with her hands on her head. What she thought was the end wasn't. My gun wasn't aimed at her; it was aimed at the wine cabinet behind her. The next second, there was a loud bang. The sound of glasses shattering echoed in the room. The flying shards had even cut Vivian's waist, leaving a deep blood trail.

I got a hot husband in an instant. My head hurts as I press the “finish” button and watched the device explode and melt on the top of the table, leaving no clue. “To finish clean and accurately” This is what we are aiming for. I grab my feet and touch the wall near the small fireplace on the living room. Checking each bricks and looking for the unique one…and I got it. I push it and heard a squeaky sound as the small fire place about three feet tall loosens up, enough to drag it forward. I slid it to the right and it reveals different kind of guns in all sizes. “I guess you’re done doing your assignment.” I turn around and saw a half-naked man in front of me with his full pack abs.

He just aimed the barrel straight down at the big puddle of gasoline spreading across the concrete right beneath the fuel pumps. "Hold on to your food, babe," he murmured softly. He pulled the trigger. The metal bullet hit the concrete, creating a tiny, bright spark of heat. The second the spark touched the gasoline, a massive, roaring sheet of orange fire erupted into the sky. The flame raced along the trail of fuel like a glowing snake, hitting the main pumps in less than a second.

None of these people requires my mercy anymore, I’ve done playing games with them, halfway of dealing with these villains, I’m not longer used my gun nor SMG or even rifles that the dead guards were holding, Instead, I unleash my deadliest and my favourites moves, the Thousand Cherry blooms. “The..fuck?!!…where the heck does this pink flowers comes from?!!….….ARAARRRGGHHH!!!…MY EARS!!!!…”. “HELP!!…MY HAND!!!…FLOWERS CUT OFF MY HAND!!!…”. “MY EYES!!!…I CANT SEEE!!!…ARRRGGHHHH!!..”.

Diana snarled as he retreated from us in anger. **** **** As Flora fired the gun, Venom shook his head and exclaimed, "Out of it." The bullet had missed the target entirely. Flora muttered, "I'm sorry," while her eyes remained fixed on the target that Tiger had asked her to shoot. Tiger told her, to her satisfaction, "Don't be sorry; just focus," and she nodded. Even though he couldn't see her face, she blushed as Tiger made sure that her ear protection was in the correct position. In addition to that, she was sporting protective eyewear.

The second one responded, “This tactic in the dark… It’s Uno’s signature.” “Uno? I thought no one has ever seen him?” a rookie, I assume, asks. “Wrong,” I decided to cut off their conversation, feeling the high of the night through my veins. “It’s not that no one sees me.” They looked up in my direction with eyes wide in fear. I pointed my gun at them and said, “It’s that no one lives to tell once they see me.” With a pull of the trigger, I shot the three of them… one bullet piercing their skulls in a straight line.

These bullets couldn’t harm those zombies unless multiple shots were fired at their heads simultaneously and blew them up. The firearms in their possession were still of Aricia Era technology. Their power was far inferior to that of modern weaponry. Even though they fired a lot of shots at the zombies, none of them penetrated their bodies. Only the bullet head entered their flesh, but the shell case was stuck outside. Those shots’ power was about the same as tickling the zombies.