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Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 942: Do your best [1/2]
If you asked normal people, fighting a demon was something to be dreaded. It represented perhaps the ultimate act one could do to fight against the darkness. But as demons were also normally beings of immense strength, few dared to take on the task.
Those who succeeded earned the title "demon slayer" and became heroes. Killing a demon had such high stakes. Which was why what currently happened around me was baffling.
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An attack helicopter was dancing in the air. Its abrupt jerks and climbs were movements that would have killed any humans on board. Below, a Dream Demon frantically tried to run away. But a curtain of high-caliber rounds shredded its body into paste.
[Ry-ry! Stop that! It was my turn! Why did you have to snip Number 2 in half? I'm telling Daddy!]
[Grow up, Sabel! Pops didn't say Number 2 belonged to you! Stop being a brat and just wait for the IF-Restore to complete!]
[Stupid Ry-ry! I hate you! Maybe I should blow up your platforms? I am sure Mommy and Daddy will take my side over your ugly ass!]
As my two AI children bickered, Number 2 kept getting blown to smithereens. Only it didn't end there. He got restored and butchered anew, a cycle that never stopped. I was fairly certain I heard it whimpering in despair somewhere almost 2 hours ago.
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In another zone, a group of humanoid lizards danced around a large hulking demonkin. Four of them charged from different directions. They plunged bladed weapons into their opponent with pinpoint accuracy. The rapiers drew the malice protecting their opponent like vacuums.
Despite Number 3's fierce resistance, the Vithriss flowed like water. They avoided his powerful swings and counterattacked with savage finesse. The scene reminded me of a bear trying to kill a squirrel. One hit would end the squirrel, but sadly it was the bear that was helpless.
"ROOAAARRRRR!!! I WILL KILL YOU ALL!!!" screamed the Dream Demon. Yet its body got skewered again and again, forcing it to remain on the defensive. After a few minutes and a hundred stabs, the Vithriss pulled away just as fast as they attacked.
"Sister Juno, now!" cried one of them.
"Well done! Rapier unit, keep him boxed in! Rifle unit, open fire!"
A flurry of shooting stars slammed into the demonkin, erasing most of its bulk. With a pathetic cry, Number 3's tattered body collapsed, unable to support itself.
"Cease fire! That was a bit better, but you saw how the Reaper's moved. Rapier unit, add SIG Sauer P320s with Sacred's as your offhand weapon. Rifle unit, the XM7s are too small for us; we will switch to the M107 .50 cal. We will keep the XM7s as our secondary."
"Understood!" x10
"Exa, please begin the IF-Restore. We will go agai…? Roach? Why are you here? This training is for the Vithriss only!"
A huge, armored lizard moved to join the battle. But rather than its normal halberd, it carried even more intimidating weapons. A FT5 rocket launcher on its left and an M134D rotary machine gun on its right.
"Stop nagging. I'll love you all lots later; I want to play too," Roach retorted with a grin.
"Sigh, you better satisfy us later. Exa, if you please."
[IF-Restore in bound.]
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Meanwhile, outside the blessing field, two of my girls were at each other's throats.
"Shut it, Nutjob! Number 5 is obviously ours! I need to train Nelle! Besides, your sheilas need to maintain the field!"
"You're delusional, Jailbait! Why would you even need the field? Do you really think any of these fuckers would be able to escape? Darling said my little sisters are in line to beat up Number 5! Just get your own! Or beg for Number 4 to be sent back!"
Jo and Robyn were pressing each other's chests together in a show of dominance. The topic of their contention was who got to play with Assistant Number 5. As much as I wanted to give Number 4 to settle the matter, Bella and Aki disagreed.
"Honey, it would be wise to send a Demonkin back to Hell's Eden. Liv, Lilly, and Jas should be able to put it to good use. We already have four here; I don't need one as my children are training in my stead."
"I agree with Bella, Anata. It would also be worthwhile to have Inari's kitchen map out the pain thresholds of this demon. Do not worry, I have trained them enough not to die from a mere A-rank demonkin."
As a result, Number 4 was sent back to the North American Battlefront. Thus, the other parties present all were eager to quickly claim the last Demonkin as their own.
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Anyone who heard my girls would think they were talking about a puppy or something. Yet the one we were talking about was a being so powerful it brought African princes close to death.
"Strewth! Get stuffed, you slagger! I wish the fat on your chest sags and falls off! Nelle! There should be three other possessed princes, right? Where are they?"
"Ah, I apologize, Lady Rhia, I do not know where the others are. I am fine giving Number 5 to the wolves, though I think it would help them much more than it would me."
"What? Shut up, you fucking cunt! Hellcats never bow down to anyone! If you want to follow me, get your panties out of your purse! Nutjob! Let's duel for it! Nelle and I against you and the wolves."
"Ho? And here I thought you already got a little smarter, Jailbait. You challenging ME, a Specter along with 12 of the most powerful wolves? With what? Zanele? Hahaha, good one!"
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The demonkin in question was in a horrible state, under guard by Amari, Mia, and Olamide. Four other princes who had just been revived were with them.
"Sigh, I don't know how to feel about this, Fluffy. Hearing my mom get cussed out by the Sirens is tough. But considering they plan to empower her, I can't bring myself to complain."
"Well, words never hurt anybody, Choco. I mean, you saw how Pixie and Alicia moved, right? According to Cynthia, when Alicia first joined, she couldn't even fight a zombie. But due to Robyn's training, she is now one of the strongest Phantoms Hellsend has."
"I am aware, Fluffy. But no one even knows what Robyn has them do. Judging from how the Wolves and Inari's Kitchen train, I am quite worried about my mother."
"Little Amari, how does one apply for the squads you mentioned? Can I get in? What do they need?"
"I think you have a shot, Prince Olamide; Limitless doesn't actually look for much. You just have to be batshit insane."
As they discussed, the other four princes were debating internally. Like Olamide, they were abandoned by their clans. So, none wished to rejoin their families.
"So this is Hellsend. He has machines and even monsters to fight for him."
"Even when our own families abandoned us, he still saved us."
"I could hardly call that saving; did your brain get scrambled? He turned us into soup and shot us in the head!"
"Well, aren't White people violent as heck? Amari said he was American, ignoring how he did it. The fact is he saved us from dying pitiful deaths."
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[My lord, shouldn't you be trying to resolve some issues? You still have Number 1. If you lend it to Lady Jo and Robyn, they will have no need to fight.]