Magical Shooting Sniper Of Steel Novels & Stories

Before Leon could respond, a sudden movement caught my eye—a sniper positioned on the roof above us. “Leon!” I screamed, pointing upward. He spun just as the sniper fired, the bullet grazing his arm. Without missing a beat, he returned fire, taking the shooter down with a single shot.

At the same time, a bushy-browed man in a black cape was setting up a sniper on the tallest building in Seechertown with the barrel aimed at the battlefield. The sniper was a good five meters long. Its magazine was in the shape of a gigantic circular disc, covered densely with scripture and symbols. The man looked through the viewfinder, his aim swapping between the three cultivators as he murmured to himself, "I can't believe I need this stupid thing to take down one of my own kind. You're bleeding me dry here. C'mon!" Just then, Constantine had finally finished his spell. A thick ball of white light appeared in his hands, a single wisp of a flame burning in the center of it.

He was hiding in the corner, making sure his presence was hidden. But his heart felt like regretting the decisions he made, today and his whole life. "I won't listen to you anymore," Steel said and he showed her his gun. The witch seems so scared at first but instead of running away, she remains calm and unbothered. Witch can't be dead in just normal bullets, that's what shebwa thinking at that time. "You can't kill me using that," she said while grinning from ear to ear. "Don't bother killing her." Their attention diverted to the one who spoke. Steel turned his head and saw the head of the place, however, he didn't know it yet.

it carries silver and heavy poison I look down at the thin line of blood staining my sleeve as Lucian groans in pain because a bullet meets his shoulder "They came prepared." My lips curve faintly. “So did I.” I vanish. The world bends when I move at full speed. By the time the sniper adjusts their scope, I’m already on the rooftop across from them. He sees me. His eyes widen. Too late. I catch the barrel of the rifle before he can fire again and twist as the metal shrieks.

He was hiding in the corner, making sure his presence was hidden. But his heart felt like regretting the decisions he made, today and his whole life. "I won't listen to you anymore," Steel said and he showed her his gun. The witch seems so scared at first but instead of running away, she remains calm and unbothered. Witch can't be dead in just normal bullets, that's what shebwa thinking at that time. "You can't kill me using that," she said while grinning from ear to ear. "Don't bother killing her." Their attention diverted to the one who spoke. Steel turned his head and saw the head of the place, however, he didn't know it yet.

Then I rose, grabbed a pillow from the bed, and walked toward him. “What are you doing, Steel?” he stammered, shrinking back like a whipped dog. “I left the mafia long ago. You know that. I stopped the killings, the dirty business, all the underground filth. Do you know when I last pulled the trigger on someone?” My eyes bored into him, sharp and unflinching. Slowly, I pressed the pillow against his chest—and fired. His scream ripped through the room, echoing against the four walls. “You f*cking bastard!” he writhed on the floor, clutching his bleeding chest.

Gabriel put it on calmly and loaded up the rifle. He knelt with one knee on the ground and pulled on the trigger calmly. The sound of the rifle’s shot was heard, and Nathan was astounded to see a sniper, who had not stopped shooting at them, immediately go missing from the castle. Gabriel had taken out a sniper with just one shot! Nathan looked at him stoically and saw Gabriel still kneeling in the same position as he continued to shoot. The rifle had a long barrel, and every shot required two to three seconds in between, but Gabriel did not miss a single shot.

She felt Nolan’s body tensed. “Something is wrong,” he muttered into his earpiece. No kidding. But nobody slowed down. The Steel Vipers rolled in hard, with all their allies. Bikes fanned out in a tight formation, trucks sealed off the rear, and every single rider was armed to the teeth. They stormed Pier 17. The attack hit instantly. A gunshot cracked through the air. Then another. Then a full rain of bullets. Gunfire exploded from the tops of shipping boxes. Shadows came alive with men firing rifles. Bullets sparked off metal and tore up the pavement.

Also, you're a Grandmaster yourself, so I'm sure you know how far a silver needle can fly, right? What? The gunman turned around immediately upon hearing Sebastian's words. The second story of the building was dark, and it was strangely quiet. There was also a sniper rifle by the left side of the window. However, nobody was behind it. "Y-You killed him? How… How is this possible? When did you notice him?" The gunman couldn't remain calm anymore. The sniper was the most important part of their trap because the bullet they were going to use was a Silver Rush bullet.

And then he says, “Good, because we might just kill everyone else who knows. Keep this a secret, huh, and we won’t have a problem.” I understand what the huge guy says again. And as to this, I see how he picks out a gun from the shelf compartment and blows on it with his mouth. “M24 Sniper Weapon System, Serial Number: M24SWS-7489B12. You just need to find the tallest building, place it on the placement, and fire. This beauty here has the capacity to travel longer ranges. Matriarch Alessandra is already dead meat if you use this weapon,” the huge guy says.