X-head cannon

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X-head cannon

X-head cannon as magical girl

Then he punches her so hard that she coughs her blood, but she takes that chance to cut off his head and chop him into four pieces as fast as she can kill him once and for all and then Jin finishes off with a galaxy Cannon

(Undead Roman Reigns X Undead Dean Ambrose X Seth Rollins part 2) Still in front of the graveyard. Roman was still trying to fix the engine on Seth’s car,While Dean still gently rubbing Seth’s back while holding him. Seth’s fear slowly faded away. Seth’s head hurt a little from hitting it on a tree earlier. Roman finished fixing the engine. Dean slowly stood up with Seth in his arms. He walked to the back of the car and got in while Roman Closed the hood and got in the driver’s side. Roman drove to Seth’s house. Seth started breathing heavily because of the pain on Seth’s head. Dean tries his best to comfort him. They arrive at Seth’s house. They got inside Seth’s house. Dean sat down on the couch with Seth in his arms while Roman rushed to the bathroom to find the first aid kit and some pain killers. Tears welled up in Seth’s eyes because of the pain he was feeling on his head. Roman rushed back to the living room with the first aid kit and the pain killers. He takes a gauze and gently Cleans the wound on Seth’s head. After he as done He gently bandage The wound on Seth’s head. Roman gave him some painkillers. The pain on Seth’s head subsided

All he had to do was reach over to crush one, take a step and kill two or swing his arms and it was a wall of bodies, torsos, heads, limbs and blood. One orc watched in horror, untouched by the carnage. His knees gave out. The Giant hadn’t even looked at him and resumed to destroy. The Legion find their attacks ineffective against this behemoth of metal, who proceeds to slaughter and tank any hit without as much as noticing anything. With fury giving way to terror, the Legion attempt to flee, but there’s nowhere to run as a fog appears and follows, intelligent and inescapable. With nowhere to go, the Giant moves like a machine of war, relentless. A tank housing a goblin then emerges from the hilltop, its plasma cannon locking onto the Giant. Goblin: Hehehehhee AH HA HA HA HAAA! The tank fires, but he doesn’t flinch. It continues to fire but doesn’t punch through the Giant’s exterior. In response he claps his hands, and the force of the clap ignites the core of the tank into a fireball. The fleets then descend from the dark sky. Orc: Let's see if you can stand up to this! LEGION! FIRE! The fleet rains destruction, but it does nothing. The Giant's hand opens and scans one of the exposing firearms attached to a ship, a voice then hums from within… Ghost: Scan complete. Constructing replica. The Giant then summons a small ball by vocal command. Armis: Irony… From the tiny orb, metal slithered outward like mercury forming bone, then weapon. A twisted twin of the orcish gun—only sleeker, crueler.