Superman: Speeding Bullet Novels & Stories

With a swift motion, he raised his hand, and a brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the dark warehouse. As the bullets hurtled towards him, Uriel vanished in a flash of speed, moving at the velocity of sound. He reappeared behind Samson, his eyes blazing with divine fury. Samson spun around, his machine gun still firing, but Uriel was too fast. He dodged and weaved, avoiding the bullets with ease, his movements a blur of speed and grace.

Liam, his muscles coiled with barely contained fury, watched the scene unfold, his reflexes screaming at him to act and stop the henchman before he could pull the trigger. The henchman smirked, still pointing his firearm at the old lady. Watching closely as the henchman's finger tightened on the trigger, Liam's instincts took over. A blur of motion, and Liam was streaking across the room, moved forward by a surge of superhuman speed. Before the bullet could leave the chamber, Liam's hand met the gun, pushing it away with a force that sent the henchman staggering. The weapon clattered to the floor, while the henchman staggered until he lost balance and hit the ground.

Gunner was right. Although Big Ken was far away, through the high power scope on the sniper rifle, he could see the situation over here clearly. Within seconds of Yellow-Shirt taking out the bomb, Big Ken had already noticed it and kept a close eye on it. Just when Yellow-Shirt raised his hand ready to throw the bomb and decisively pulled the trigger, a high-speed rotating bullet with an initial speed of more than 1 km per second shot out and accurately hit Yellow-Shirt in the chest. The yellow shirt guy was driven backward by a huge impact and a wrist-thick bloody hole was carved out in his chest. The bullet did not remain in his body but passed right through and hit a companion's body behi

Roshan let out a cry at the very last second, exploding with all his spirit energy and putting his palms together in front of his chest. A gigantic spirit amulet appeared in front of him. "Thunderclap Bullet." As Roshan cried out the word, a Thunderclap Bullet the size of a football appeared and shot toward Karmon. This was the simplified version of the Thunderclap Bullet, but it was the most powerful version Roshan could cast. The Thunderclap Bullet sparked with lightning, hurtling toward Karmon at a startling pace.

he said, his brows furrowing. Gunshots suddenly sounded. The sounds made by the guns were reduced by silencers, but Derren and Steven could clearly hear them. Numerous bullets flew rapidly at Derren, but Steven jumped in the way, catching each bullet with superhuman speed. He dropped the bullets to the ground, and as they made clinking sounds, he said loudly, “There’s a reason werewolves don't use guns in their wars, idiot. We're too fast for them. Come out and fight like warriors.”

And in a flash, a supersonic crack from a distant sniper fired through the air and slammed into the side of Cain’s neck. The sound did not even register yet until the sharp bullet was tearing into his flesh, a single gasp escaping him as he tried to touch his neck, his knees buckling. It seems the concrete beneath him suddenly turned cold as a shockwave paralyzed him, his body trembling in fright until it went limp. The policemen immediately scrambled into formation as the shield Lucas, who had nearly wet his pants on the wheelchair. He is totally frozen, unable to move, he shut his eyes as if waiting to die but the bullet bounces off the special shield barricaded around him.

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they started making a move down to the soldiers with super speed. As the black energy was reflecting down with speed, and the soldiers were shooting at it but it seems the bullets are not meeting them till their claws were shown to pierce into two of the soldier's stomachs and they forcefully drag their hands out of their stomach as the soldiers groaned and died. So as the remaining two others as they try to shoot at them and they quickly grabbed them on their neck and use speed to smash their heads on the wall making Dr. Stella to breathe heavily as the soldier's blood stained the wall.

Marvel asked, with a sudden look of interest. "Of course, Delight is a werewolf. But, she was shot by a silver bullet in her belly. She almost died, it's a miracle she is alive right now." Sassy explained and Marvel opened her mouth in an O shape. "Wow, I didn't know that. So, this silver bullet slows down the healing process, am I right?" She asked and Sassy nodded. "Exactly." She said. "But, coming back to you. You look pretty strong now, I'm sure you can resume work now. I really need all of you. You guys are already a part of my business." Marvel said, with a pleading gaze.

Chapter Two Of all the friends that Sam had me introduced to, I particularly had a liking for Felix. He was unique in a way and we seemed to share the same interests, like the love for superheroes, most specifically the Superman guy. Eventually, we got bored of playing soccer and some of the kids we were playing with headed to their homes. It was too early for us to go home, so we decided to play Hide and Seek afterwards, a game in which you hide and someone has to find out where you are. It was only the three of us, Sam, Felix and I. You know how the kids back in the rurals are always controlled by the city kids? Well, Felix and I hid and I made Sam look for us. After struggling, he finally