Insect Killing Game Novels & Stories

Alexander called out, his voice calm as he faced the bewildered group below. "Release the poison insect, take him down." The ground team's leader did not respond and instead made a fatal choice. A few of them whipped out boxes and flung them open. A swarm of deadly insects in every hue burst forth, swarming toward Alexander. "Stubborn idiots!" grunted Alexander. He tapped a tree trunk with the tip of his foot and gracefully landed on the ground. In a blur of motion, ten assailants dropped dead. These people were mere pawns in someone else's game. Alexander had not intended to be lethal. However, they came at him with killing intent, and he responded in kind.

The spies paled with despair when they heard her words. Insects... Although it was their first time seeing the insects that the Insect Ruler used, they had long heard of its notorious reputation. The insects were tiny creatures not even the size of a finger, but they were enough to cause pain that was worse than death. “It’s over for you? Yes, it is.” Halle narrowed his eyes, her face devoid of emotion. “Death is the best release for traitors, so I won’t let you die easily.” With those words, Halle extended her delicate right hand and clenched it in the air.

Andrea just secretly rolled her eyes to him and looked at Franklin who was riding the cart. The game was called game of the death, or chivalry death game. Any number of participants can enter the game. Now, there are only two numbers of participants, Alpha Homer was entrusted to be Alpha by the small version of Andrea, and Franklin who was entrusted fully by Andrea. In the game, there are two sets. First, the participants need to ride in the cart while the two horses are dragging the cart while running spontaneously around the oval.

It would also allow us to call out our progress to the others on the wall. Abel and I had a sick tradition. With each kill, we call out our ‘kill count’. This is even true when killing the undead in our video games. It was a contest of a sort to see who the better fighter was. Even Sam, Levi, and, surprisingly, Alec all joined in. We just laughed as we heard the numbers that were called out. It was all fine, it only spurred Abel and I to catch up with them and stay above them all. It wasn’t hard. That was until we heard the small feminine voices that sounded so much like my Remmie and Reign.

In the arcade room, located down on the first floor, Kate and Nikka, are playing some game, while Yui was playing along with Christine and Goblin, to Christine’s Imaginary Castle. In the middle of a thrilling moment of the game, Nikka fancy killing some zombie has asked Kate immersed in playing the galvanic game, perforating the body of zombies forming like a honeycomb as if she has resentment on this two-dimensional creature. Making Nikka wonder if she's letting out some anger, with the courage to interrupt she said, “Sis Kate, how’s your injury?”

He exclaimed and saliva sprayed out of his mouth. She raised one of her legs in the air again and landed it on the man’s back— it made the man hit his face hard on the floor, he began to bleed from the mouth. Lara took his gun from him, she noticed more men were running towards her, “Oh man! Where are they all coming from?!” She flicked her guns again, rolled them in between her fingers and triggered. More bullets came flying out of the guns straight to the men coming at her, some went into one’s chest, another went to the head, another went into one’s mouth. Within a few seconds five more men laid dead on the stairs.

now saying it softer. "A game will occur tonight, so better be ready, don't worry the rules are simple." She said and glanced around to spot anyone nearby, "Killer and Targets, that is the most important thing you need to take note of. Killers will kill, Targets will run and hide. The Killers will be given a random assasination weapon and a target's information, while the Target will be blindfolded and tied on the hands. Each round of the game will end in three ways, first is if the target was able to name the killer in front of them, second if the killer was able to kill the target, the third option is if at 8 a.m. no one was able to kill the target or the killer in front of the target wasn

After saying that, Fane said in exasperation, "I feel like that hero who created the Whirling World is pretty bad at naming. Can't he name things a bit better?" Rudy was in no mood to care about that. He was incredibly excited when he heard that a lot would die. He pulled at Fane and asked, "Quickly tell me the rules–I'm so curious." Fane nodded, simply explaining the rules. The slaughter game was different from the slaughter gambit. The slaughter gambit needed ten participants, but the slaughter game needed two hundred and twenty. After two hundred and twenty participants registered, the slaughter game would start. All of the participants would start killing each other, and the game would s

"What do you want?" "We're going to play a game, Erica. It's called Truth or Kill. You have two choices: either I kill the four people whose photos I just sent you, or you get into your car, drive to the Rossi Enterprise, tell everyone the truth, and beg for forgiveness." She choked on a sob, her mind racing. "I'll do it. I'll do whatever you want. Just don't hurt them." "Good. Now, listen carefully. Do not hang up the call. I am watching you, and one wrong move will lead to a kill in our little game."

he said. What game now, huh, isn't them already trying to kill each other enough fun. “ Well Kiara, it's still a game about killing, just this time less bloody and more, you might say,” Mickey whispered right into my ears. “There is nothing classy about killing, though,” I responded calmly as I already knew he was right behind me from his scent. “Well you trying telling that to these crazy people huh,” he said as he chuckled. Well, he has a point, regardless of what I say this messed up people will call killing a game, I mean am not against killing just don't make it for fun.