Zero Point Gravity Gun Novels & Stories

His strength weakened and the ability to use his powers became harder. At the other end of the building, Lexon and Aero began running into their own problems. It seems this underground rink has increased their defense. Lexon and Aero's eyes widened when a vampire turned the corner with a shit-eating grin on his face, and his hands held a large machine gun. The two vampires weren't very familiar with machine guns, but the damn thing looked like a beast. A strap going around the vampire's neck helped support the large gun. A strand of bullets hung down from the gun and went to a pack on his back that was obviously feeding the beast in his hands.

he said. Isla then groped for the drawer, and she gasped when she pulled it. Inside was a black gun. “That was Magnum. One of the high-powered guns. Can you use it?” Zero breaks the abrupt silence. Isla grabbed it gently. She gasped when it felt heavy. However, the excitement inside her every time she held a gun lingered. She smirked. “Of course,” she replied. “Great,” Zero smiled, “Now, you just need to shoot the car tires,” he added.

"Let's go!" Walking in front of them, the three of them arrived at the tomb where they had passed by. They went to the wall and quickly pressed the button. The stone door opened quickly, and the three of them jumped in. "What are you doing here?" Nannan followed him. He saw that Zi Yao opened the box and kept picking out the guns until he found a smaller one. However, both its lethality and range were top-notch short guns. Most importantly, this short gun was designed as a silencer and ranked first in the world.

Adrian shouted and Igor pressed the dial button on his phone. Adrian stood up and aimed at the glass doors, the ratatatata sound from the gun was deafening as the glass shattered. Adrian couldn’t see the destruction he was causing. His ears were ringing, and he felt a bit disorientated. They both stopped shooting and Adrian stood up. He could see black smoke rising in the distance. He hadn’t thought that Igor’s simple bomb plan would work so well. “We need to leave!” Igor ignored Adrian’s shout and was already making his way up to the house.

Grey pulled a gun, not the one with regular bullets, but with silver. He fired three times. Kade went down, he was hit on the chest, shoulder and leg.

The Dark Side of Zenith Prime's Moon. Zero Hour + 3 Hours. The massive, pitch-black hull of The Sovereign silently glided out from the moon’s shadow. The colossal Zero-Point engines were completely muted in the vacuum of space, but the atmosphere inside the bridge was pulled taut as a wire.

Liam dropped the wood. He raised his right hand. The temperature dropped fifty degrees in a second. "Winter has come early," Liam whispered. WHOOSH. A blast of pure Zero-Point Energy (ice element) erupted from Liam. It swept across the front lawn like a tidal wave. The trucks froze instantly, tires shattering. The guns in the soldiers' hands turned into icicles. The cyborgs’ batteries died in the extreme cold. Zero watched in horror as his "invincible" army was turned into ice sculptures in under ten seconds.

He reached the "Dead Man’s Oak," a hollowed-out tree three hundred yards into the treeline. His hands, slick with blood and mud, fumbled with the bark until he found the hidden biometric plate. > BIOMETRICS RECOGNIZED: THORNE_ZERO_ONE > EMERGENCY CACHE UNLOCKED. The ground hissed open, revealing a vertical locker. Inside sat the "God-Slayer"—a sleek, matte-grey rail-gun that looked more like a surgical instrument than a weapon. Beside it was a small, handwritten envelope.

The shelter’s main gate collapsed, and a tide of zombies poured inside, roaring and screeching. “Honey, this one’s on you.” I hid behind her and pointed at the incoming swarm. Ruth raised her hand without a trace of emotion. As a deep, dull hum filled the air, the dozen zombies charging in front exploded instantly into clouds of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered across the walls. The zombies behind them hadn’t even had time to react before a horrifying force crushed them flat into pulp. This was the S-class ability—gravity manipulation. It was the ultimate wipe-out skill.

It snaked from the canisters into a rusted grate in the floor. My blood ran cold. "...and a gravity-mine," I finished. "Stolen from a mining depot. Illegal. Volatile." "Crude," Barzil noted. He didn't move, but his muscles coiled tight under his armor. "Crude, but lethal," I said. A bead of sweat trickled down my temple, stinging my eye. I didn't blink. "The tripwire triggers the kinetic blast. The explosion doesn't kill you—it knocks you into the gravity well. The well activates on impact. It crushes the target while they are disoriented."