Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 1063: Fucking Newb [2/2]

Their tactics were all built on the premise that the enemy would give them time to be ready. Against someone like Kaziema, a pure frontline fighter, they would most certainly win.

'I didn't know if it was because I got stronger, but they seemed weak.'

[They are not weak. It's just that they are a bad match-up for you. If {Fancy} got to you, your avatars would be shooting each other right now. If you add in the extra {Fates} {Hinder} and {Peace}, most fighters would become harmless just by standing in front of The Silver Moth.]

Hearing [Maestro's] words, I felt love and affection for my harem.

{Mind Shield} was something I created to resist the vampires. It used components from {Listen}, {Perceive}, and {Code}. {Digest}, while originally only for food, gained the ability to neutralize smells and shit absorbed through my skin. Even alone, my girls were still protecting me ever still.

[Pay attention. Here it comes.]

All of a sudden, the Scorpion King popped out of the ground. Like an elevator, the footing he stood on rose upward. With his hands raised and his face contorted into a smile, he gloated. A colossal fireball appeared above him. It looked as big as a fucking moon.

"HAHAHA! HERE IT COMES, YOU FUCKING SEA SCUM! DIE! {EXPLOSION}!"

[Begin.]

With [Maestro's] plan memorized, my avatars made our move. [Maestro's] skill [Squad] and [Play] made coordinating various units extremely easy. More so for my soul avatars.

Piloting Monday, who was in [Defender], I raised my hand and called out, "[Inspire]! [Proxy], target: Tuesday!"

Sunday, who had [Maestro], also invoked our skills, "[Overclock]! [2nd Wind]!"

With Tuesday's body, our [Gladiator], I leaped up. Monday's blessing enveloped my body as I went airborne. "Let's go, Wednesday!" I called.

"[WAR DANCER]! Got you! [BURST]!"

With [Sky Sentinel]'s great agility, I grabbed Tuesday and shot up. We then sped toward the Scorpion Warlock. He was a mere 5 miles away from us. It was a distance [Sky Sentinel] could cover in seconds.

As for my avatars still on the ground, we raised our weapons at the two other targets beside the prince.

Using Friday's body, I raised the M107 in my hands and scoped the large fireball forming above my opponent. I took a deep breath and held it in. Then I squeezed the trigger as I declared.

"[Interceptor]. [Interceptor]. [Interceptor]. [Interceptor]. [Interceptor]."

Then I squeezed it again and again, dumping my entire mag of .50 cal rounds. Five glowing bullets rose toward the fireball.

Friday was in charge of delaying {Explosion}. I, who was controlling Thursday, actually had no assignment to do. But if I had to command the Africans, I wanted them to sear this moment into their minds forever.

I smashed my right foot on the ground as I let my adrenaline flow.

"[Arsenal] FT5s as you can give me! [Rooted]! [SHOCK AND AWE]!"

I then felt a humongous draw of souls from my gem. But the sight I saw next made it all worth it. Over 200 floating rocket launchers were all trained on the gigantic rock the Scorpion Warlock stood on. This was on top of the two I already held in my hands. No scoping at the rock, I pulled the triggers.

"HAHAHA! GET REKT, YOU FUCKING NEWB!" I roared.

___

A short distance away, I heard the deafening roar of hundreds of 95mm HEAT rockets all flying to the same target. It was in that moment that the Silver Moth finally moved. She bit her lip and began to fidget upon seeing our counterattack.

I, Saturday, have been standing no more than three feet behind her since the battle began. This slut used her long dress to hide the fact that she partially shifted her legs and the back. She has been releasing seduction {fates} into the air.

As it could hardly affect us, I didn't stop her.

Initially, I was wary of approaching. After all, Specters were supposed to be masters of combat. Maybe like Zach, this woman was smart and set a trap for me. But as [Danger Sense] never triggered, this bitch really must not even be aware that I was here.

'How disappointing. You are nothing like my women. All you have is a pretty face. How did you even become a Specter?'

Amara was a beautiful African woman, quite tall. About almost as tall as Lilly or Noelle. Her soulform, although an insect, was also mesmerizing. A humanoid moth that had a beguiling face.

'Faker Halberd.'

Not that it would save her.

But when she finally dropped all pretenses, I had to do the same. As she finally transformed into her soulform, I came out of concealment. And she quickly turned around the moment she sensed me. Her face, although partially no longer human, showed unease and fear.

"W-What? Since when?!" she stammered.

With the Faker weapon in my hand, I swung it at her right wing.

"[Shadow]. Too slow."

Like paper, her white, dazzling wings tore as I cleaved them off her body. Her insect limbs began to gush out yellow fluids as she bled.

"Ugh! {Bewitch}! {I am the woman you love the most! Stop attacking me!}"

All of a sudden, I felt a domain spread out. My mind turned foggy as I gazed at the beautiful creature in front of me. I lowered my weapon and gazed at her. Everything about her drew me in. Despite looking like an insect, she was even sexier than the Sirens.

What was I even doing? I was a fucking bastard for hurting the goddess before me. I should spend the rest of my life in her service.

[My lord, you have been charmed. It seems to have gotten through {Mind Shield}. Do I have your permission to fight in your stead?]

'Exa? What do you mean bewitched? I am fine!'

I then felt my lips move without my consent.

"This is Maestro; I give you permission. I failed to anticipate that her domain would overpower our defenses. I am enraged. Exa, shoot her with Fakers until her head explodes. [Dual Pilot]."

Suddenly, I felt my body no longer listening to my will.

"I have control. By your will, my lord."

"W-What? I am your most precious lover! Surely you will not harm me?" my goddess cried out in disbelief.

'Exa! Stop! Do not harm her!'

[Belay that order, you stupid horny prick.] Maestro rebuked me in my mind.

My arms then pulled out Ebony and Ivory and raised them to the face of the Silver Moth. Her face warped in fear at the gleam of the weapons poised to fire.

"But you are bewitched! How can you even resist?" Amara questioned.

'I don't know my queen! Please forgive me! My body is moving on its own!'

Again, my mouth opened to speak. The derision in my voice is palpable. Although I didn't want to say any of it. In fact, I wanted to apologize and kiss the beautiful insectoid feet of my goddess.

"You have committed the gravest of sins, Specter. If you earned the love of my lord, I would not say anything. But using {Fates} to force his affection is fucking unacceptable. On MY MASTER of all people. You deserve only one thing: DEATH!"

"AHH!!! NO!! HAVE MERCY!"

Then Exa commandeered Saturday's body and mag dumped .45 cal Fakers into the Silver Moth. No matter how powerful her soul defenses might have been, they were stripped away by the anti-soul rounds. Unable to fly, my goddess raised her hands to protect her face.

But Exa swatted her arms away and proceeded to shoot them off. Then she kicked my goddess down and shoved the guns into her mouth.

'Exa! Stop! Hurting her!' I could scream helplessly in my mind.

___

Meanwhile, Wednesday raced forward, carrying me in his arms. I heard the sounds of hundreds of explosions coming from below. Along with [Interceptor] rounds racing above me. As the seconds passed, we closed in on the Scorpion Warlock.

"W-What? Since when?!"

The terrified scream of his woman reached us; the prince looked down in horror. His face twisted in rage. He opened his mouth to curse, but then his eyes shook. How could they not? His most prized attack was about to be ripped apart.

Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Five impacts rapidly slammed into the gigantic fireball. With each attack, the sun exploded. A wave of fire went out each time it did. Wednesday and I felt the radiating energy dissipate. The unbearable heat it exuded cooled with each [Interceptor] round.

Until the fireball shrank to the size of a bus.

"W-What? H-How? What did you do?"

[Interceptors] were created with {Insight}. I couldn't even explain how they worked even if I wanted to. But barring that Saturday being bewitched, the plan was going as expected. Fortunately, [Maestro] and Exa intervened.

Wednesday triggered another [Burst] as he lobbed me forward like a ball. I, Tuesday, jumped at the Scorpion Warlock. His hands were still up as his skill began to move.

'Exa, Faker Morning Stars.'

Stretching my hands, I felt the weight of my weapons in my hands. Then I triggered the ultimate face slap I could give this bastard.

"[Duel]!"

"Even with this much, you will not survive!"

Commanded by my brainwashing skill, the Scorpion Warlock turned his body to face me and brought down his arms. However, I wasn't even worried. The {Explosion} slammed into me and detonated.

[{Reinforce} buff exhausted.]

[Pride's Shield buff exhausted.]

'Hmm. Quite powerful.'

"Hahaha! See. You are goi…"

Monday and [Crimson Festival] took all the damage, so it didn't even hurt. And as Liv's buffs took all the impact, I still raced through the smoke unhindered. Seeing my target even with the smog, I swung my Faker face to bash him on the head.

"Kreauk!"

A satisfying crunch resounded. At that moment, the platform he was standing on gave way, and we both fell to the ground.