Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 859 : Kill them myself [2/2]

"Just what exactly is IRIS? All I know is that they are called the Eternal Watchers. Mind sharing what the fuck they are supposed to be?"

"Let's just say they are just a bunch of old fossils who still cling to the past. But they are quite formidable. Unfortunately, what they can do is limited. But one thing they prioritize is killing wayward Reapers," Zach shared as he lit up another smoke.

"Why?"

"Let's just say that Reapers who enjoy killing and torturing humans break down faster. IRIS does not interfere if Reapers kill each other, nor if humans murder themselves. But they do not allow Reapers killing humans for no reason."

I see. So it must have something to do with malice. If a Reaper gained malice from killing undead then killing humans would be worse. The former doesn't even have emotions. In stark contrast humans would create more intense emotions the graver the situation.

'Wait, if that was the reason. What about those bastards who beat me to death? According to Jas they were Reapers. Why didn't IRIS protect me from them?'

"In exchange for providing me the list, I won't interfere with your Enlistment. Do you already have the specifics and what you need?"

"My Administrator said I just needed a place, humans with Reaper blood and souls. The bribes to the Revenants are no longer needed right? And that I can make it as hard or as easy as I want."

"Yeah, that's mostly it. As for the standards that is a personal preference. Easier standards produce shit but in bulk while harder ones rarely get you above 30. But those few tend to be strong. With the Armistice broken, mass Enlistments have already begun."

Well, I couldn't argue with that. The girls and I were among the only ones who survived the July Enlistment. While we did get bastards who just hid among the bodies, compared to all the previous Reapers, I could safely say my girls and I were awesome.

While I didn't intend to make my enlistment super hard. It also didn't bold well If they passed just because. What I needed were people with guts and had the will to fight. I didn't care if you even knew how. Just that you needed to show me your mettle.

'I guess it would be old quote "It's not the size of the dog in the fight, but the size of the fight in the dog". Rather than people who just looked tough, I wanted those that never broke.'

[That quote was from Mark Twain and is very apt for a philosophy in the enlistment.]

Now that I thought about it. The July Enlistment was pretty gruesome. On top of unleashing thousands of ranks F's, they even didn't give us any lighting. While I did agree the shock value tested our mentality, it seem excessive.

"Okay, I can live with that. I will send you the list a week before we begin. The announcement for the reclamation will be around the 15th. We would be giving the continents two weeks to prepare."

"Why the rush? Wouldn't it be good for you if gave more headway? They could even pull-out Reapers from the Assault teams to help out. With a two-week timeline they probably won't be able to send anyone but those B stringers just lazing around," Zach probed

"That's actually the goal. I want the B stringers. The short timeline is to prevent the others from sending their top dogs."

"Oh? Why? For such an important event having higher ranked specters would definitely be better."

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"Yes, that is true. But having so many Specters would be difficult for us if we came to blows," I said curtly.

"This lunatic, you are thinking of fighting the ones who intend to help."

"I am a pessimist by heart Zach, once they see the power of my army, those who are used to survival of the fittest might try some shit. Just for the record, the reinforcements are just for advertisement. I aim for Hellsend to be able to reclaim the continent by ourselves."

The man before me facepalmed as he stood up.

"This fucker, you really are too arrogant. What make you so sure you can do it on your own? For the record, you were not the first one to do this. Australia and Europe once tried to form a coalition by the Unbreakable rejected it."

"I know. And it doesn't matter."

"How can that not matter? Bastard, do you intend to fight the Unbreakable too?"

"I don't even have too. He can't leave his domain anyway. I am going to do regardless of what he wants. My forces will plug the 24th floor, bomb the surface then work our way down. He can complain all he wants once I am done."

"…" Zach made a stern face before fixing his coat.

"Which is why your help with the weapons is something I really appreciate Zach. Just send a force to help out and I will arm you all like my own. If your guys contribute the best, then the Faker weaponry deal will be yours."

Like a boss, the Nightmare shattered my soul cage and made his way to the door. But not before he threatened me, "Are you not afraid I would send thousands of Specters just to steal all your gear anyway?"

"I know you won't. Because for all the shit you do, you are one of the people who I know also wishes to end this nightmare. If nothing else, creating the Death Seekers is all the proof I need. No coward would create such a unit just because. I know you have plans."

When I said that Zach visibly froze. Despite what Robert said about this man. Even if you included the mind games, he used to fuck with everyone. Zachary Lynch was one of the few people I knew was serious about this war.

The malice he had along Emily's death. His every busy schedule and the stuff he does behind the scenes. And finally donning the mantle of commander of the Death Seekers. When I asked the girls, the Death Seekers was a North American exclusive profession.

Meaning apart from this man, the other continents just used combinations of various professions to cleanse fallen zones. Only my continent created a profession that specialized in fighting when all hope was lost.

It was as if he was using such a profession to personally create the biggest group of blood thirsty lunatics. Ones who not only lack the fear of death, but would thrive in battlefields devoid of support, allies and a way out.

The only time such a force would be needed, would be when Hellsgate finally fell. But if you flipped the cause and effect, there was another. And it was equally as crazy. It would be if you use the Death Seekers as commandos to sabotage the front lines.

Unlike other professions that were trained to operate as groups. The Death Seekers had squads and armies, but it was also possible to operate alone. They were given and trained to fight with AI's that analyzed the specifics of the battle allowing them to just fight.

Being ordered to kill everything, cut off from help and not being allowed to retreat were conditions only the Death Seekers accepted. Thus, each and every one person Zach was in command off had the mentality of berserkers. And such a powerful force had 30 Specters.

While Defenders operated mixed with Specters and Phantoms they had bases. The Assault teams had clear objectives. They normally didn't engage to kill everyone and everything. Yet that was what was expected of Death Seekers.

Unintentionally, when I gained my own army, I saw just how much Zach's decisions struck out. It made absolutely no sense as each Death Seeker was treated as an expendable. Yet he still did so. It was only when I considered that it was training that everything clicked.

"Hmph. Take care of yourself bastard. I will keep in touch."

"Got it. Thanks Zach."

At those words the Nightmare left the room. But somehow the moment I no longer saw him his soul signature suddenly disappeared. I was still in [Ninja] so I had excellent detection. Yet like a ghost he vanished.

I ended up rubbing my head in confusion. Before I decided what to do next, a knock came to the door. When I gave permission Nathan came in. He quickly glanced at the burned area where I shot Red rounds before looking back at me.

"I hope your discussion was fruitful Mr. Limitless."

"Indeed it was," I answered with a smile.