Apocalypse with my SSS Harem Beauties-Chapter 105: Frustration

Myles’ vision spun. The sound around him dulled. Pain flooded in his every nerve until it became hard to tell where his body even was.

The monster’s grip crushed down harder. His fingers were digging into his skull. Darkness crept in at the edges of his sight.

But he still wanted to keep fighting. Because the moment he stopped, his life would truly end.

What made someone truly lose? It wasn’t broken bones or spilled blood. It was the moment they grew tired of trying, the moment they chose to stop fighting.

As long as the desire to fight still existed, he had not lost yet.

Myles clenched his teeth and forced his Ether to move, dragging the strange and fractured flow back into motion through sheer will.

But the monster’s grip tightened around his head, crushing harder. Pain exploding in his head and threatening to tear his thoughts apart.

Gritting through it, Myles changed tactics. He gathered everything he had and poured all his Ether into his head, reinforcing his skull and senses directly.

He didn’t know if it would work. No one had ever told him it was possible.

But he tried anyway.

Instead of reinforcing his limbs, he poured everything into his head and into his neck. Into the point where the monster was trying to crush him.

Pressure met pressure. The monster snarled in surprise as resistance pushed back against his grip. It didn’t break free, but it slowed the collapse of Myles skull by just enough for Myles to stay conscious.

Not far away, Nadine turned at that moment.

She saw Myles pinned to the cracked ground, the monster looming over him with one hand wrapped around his face.

Her eyes widened. Fear flashed through her chest for a fraction of a second. Then it vanished, burned away by anger.

She didn’t shout and she didn’t hesitate to move at that moment.

Nadine tightened her grip on her spear and ran.

"NADINE! WAIT!" Victor shouted.

But it was too late.

She already burst forward, Ether energy moving violently around her as she sprinted. Rubble cracked under her feet as she leapt. Her Veinpiercer spear glowed as she activated her strongest skill.

Drain Thrust. Because of the skill, all of her momentum condensed into a single, merciless line.

Nadine drove the spear down.

The tip punched through black bone, through hardened flesh, and buried itself deep into the monster’s shoulder and chest.

Ether erupted on impact, crimson energy surging inward as the weapon drank greedily from its target.

"GRAAAHHH!"

The monster roared in agony when his life force was torn from him violently and flooding back into Nadine’s body. All of her wounds closed, her pain dulled, and strength surged back into her.

The force ripped the monster off Myles and sent him staggering sideways, his grip breaking at last.

Myles sucked in a ragged breath as the pressure vanished.

Nadine landed hard, skidding across the ground as the backlash of the skill hit her.

Her legs felt heavy instantly. Her movements slowed, but she stayed on her feet with the spear still raised and pointed at the monster.

Behind her, Victor cursed and charged. George, Daniel, Kade, and the others followed despite the pain screaming through their bodies.

The monster’s head slowly turned toward Nadine. Wrath burned in his pale purple eyes, hotter and sharper than before.

His mouth opened but no words came out. It was just broken inhuman sounds that spilled from his throat. It sounds like wet snarls, grinding clicks, and distorted growls filled with pure hatred.

It looks like his mind was fractured and made him unable to form speech anymore. Only primal and animalistic rage remained.

Nadine swallowed hard. Heavy and cold fear pressed against her chest, but she forced her spine straight and tightened her grip on the spear. She glanced back for just a second and saw Myles was already on his feet. She felt relieved.

Blood ran down the side of his face, soaking into his hair and dripping from his chin, but his eyes were still sharp.

"Myles!" Nadine called.

"I’m fine," Myles replied hoarsely. His voice scraped. "Don’t stop!"

Victor reached Nadine’s side. George, Daniel, Kade, Ryan and Clara arrived a moment later and formed up despite their injuries.

The monster shrieked. Black bone erupted from his arms and shoulders again, elongating and reshaping into long blades that scraped against the ground as he moved. Without waiting longer, he lunged at them.

Nadine shouted and charged to meet him. Victor and the others roared and rushed forward beside her.

Steel, bone, and Ether collided once more as both sides crashed together.

Not far from the clash, Ethan skidded to a stop behind a half-collapsed wall and looked back toward the battlefield.

The others were already fighting again.

The monster moved like a nightmare right now, trading blows with too much strength and too much speed. Even with everyone attacking together, it was not looking good.

Ethan raised his pistols and pulled the trigger.

Nothing happened. No Ether formed the bullets like before. There was no familiar pulse of power.

"What—?" He frowned and tried again. Still nothing. His heart sank.

He looked down at the pistols in disbelief, irritation boiling over.

"Shit! This fucking piece of garbage!" he cursed, shaking one of them hard. When he got this weapon a few days ago, he was proud of these weapons. He was feeling happy and confident that he would become strong in this apocalypse. Now they felt dead in his hands, refusing to generate even a single Ether bullet.

Samantha wasn’t doing any better. She had her bow drawn but the string remained bare. No arrow formed.

"I can’t create my arrows," she said through clenched teeth. She lowered the bow, biting her lip hard. "That purple cloud must’ve messed with our MP!"

Ethan followed her gaze.

The fog had stopped spreading now, no longer crawling across the ground because the monster was fully focused on the others.

But the damage was already done.

Their ranged weapons were crippled.

If they couldn’t fight from afar, then what were they supposed to do?

The same thought settled heavily in both of them.

They watched as the battle raged on and the monster pushed forward again. As the others struggled to hold their ground.

The monster was simply too strong. And standing here, unable to help, felt worse than pain.

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