Limitless The Strongest Revenant

When I returned outside under the light of the pale moon, there was silence. Originally only my wives and Roach survived the explosion that occurred. Funnily enough the ones around me didn't try to talk or say anything. They had hollow expressions.

'I wonder if it is related to what it happening to their real bodies?'

According to Carlos, his entire army was in a different place. That meant everyone surrounding me right now here were soul constructs. If you looked at it from that point of view, it made sense why these fuckers had little to no emotion.

Hopefully they would make a better challenge now that the girls liberated them. Otherwise fighting team was similar to just shooting Rank F's. Whispers and murmurs came from some of the Reapers. Most of them rode or were beside their summons.

"They are quite varied though."

[Yes, practically every major species is represented here. From mammals, birds, fish to even insects. Plants and inanimate constructs are present as well. Their size, weight, and powers vary greatly. With majority of the Champions manifesting some sort of ability.]

"Is that so? Then it really is like the monsters you see in games. Do Champions have intelligence? Are they similar to the Awakened or are they more like dogs?"

[As we do not have any Reapers among our ranks who can summon champions it is quite difficult to comment. South America is quite secretive about the abilities of their forces. Most of the information in our Archives are observations in battle.]

"That can't be right. Surely there must have been people like Bella who migrated in the past. I mean there are tons of Latinos in America. Wouldn't a lot of them represent abilities from Bella's continent?"

[I apologize my lord. I do not know. Much like the information about Soulgear and the Graveyard marketplace, the places where I can research about Hellsgate information is limited.]

"That is fine. I am not trying to blame you, Exa. I guess I will have the girls investigate for me when they return… But fuck! Where am I? Which direction is the fort in?"

Being surrounded by a large army comprised of Champions made it hard to navigate. My ears could already pick up that Carlos and Herman were already shouting somewhere I could not see. As I only gave thirty minutes, it would make sense why they would rush to discuss with their peers.

"[Cyborg]. Sabel, can you please get me eyes on the fort?"

[It will be my pleasure father. Sending it now.]

When I received the feed from one of the many UAV's Sabel had in the air, I choose a spot along the defensive wall and opened a {Portal}.

[My lord, should we call on Roach? He will be left behind in this place?]

"Ah right. But didn't he say not to bother him?" Explore more adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

[While it seems improbable due to the various factors, losing Roach at this point will be a blow to Hellsend. If we gain the ability to weaponize his anti-soul abilities it would allow our guns to be more effective.]

"Yeah, I guess you are right. Lead me to him."

Exa's word right now had profound meaning. Hellsend needed to prepare for the future. And she and I believed Roach would be one of the major factors for our growth. And it wasn't just me. Practically anyone from the Sirens or the South American army would believe so.

'Being able to cut through {fates} was just that absurd of a skill.'@@novelbin@@

It was a known fact that competing sides in a war created what was known as an arms race. It was for lack of a better term the race for armaments. It was a known phenomenon especially to the law enforcement industry.

Basically, say you had a rise in gang violence in Arizona, one of the proofs for this would be more dead police officers. Common sense would say that giving bullet proof vests to the officers would improve the situation. However, research showed the opposite.

In reality, once the police officers gain bullet proof vests, they would fare better in the short term. But not in the medium to long term it would make the situation worse. Once the gangs notice that their guns become useless, rather than give up they will instead try to buy higher caliber guns.

These higher caliber guns would be powerful enough to kill policemen that have bullet proof vests. Because the heavy hitters would shift to using the newer guns, they would sell or give their old weapons to their subordinates or lackeys.

Thus, the bullet proof vests not only doubled the people who had guns but made the situation worse for the states who were never issued the defensive gear in the first place. This order of events while less pronounced also happened in Hellsgate.

Whether it would be because of other Reapers or the demons, it was obvious that both sides were trying to one up the other. Bifrons and his laboratory was a clear indication of this. From tactics to hardware, the Reborn were also trying to innovate.

While standard lead rounds were presently enough to kill Rank F's, I already anticipated that soon that would no longer be the case. Similar to the RPG games I played, I expected the Reborn to slowly get stronger, thus if we do not find a way to adapt, we would be left in the dust.

The {Bestow} ammunition was a good start. Seeing Red shotgun shells, or White .50 cals would make anyone a believer of using {Fates} on bullets. And luckily so long as we had {Auto} the return for using souls on bullets was quite high.

Reapers normally used soul for everything. From enhancing our bodies to our equipment, it was the single most important resource we had. Which makes Roach's' anti-soul weaponry all the more impressive. The halberd I got from him seemed to cut every better than a regular steel one when it came to Champions.

'If we could somehow create swords, shields or even bullets from this material, we would gain an edge in Reaper versus Reaper combat.'

While the situation now ended up being settled amicably. That might not be the case in the future. So, it was preferable to have the option to fight and win than hope for peace. The only reason I even trusted Carlos and Herman was because they had {Kill Switch} in their bodies. Without it there was no way to hold a Specter to do you bidding.

'Although, getting them to invoke {Call my Name} is troublesome. I should also try getting {Kill Switch} weaponized and put into a bullet or something.'

As I let my thoughts wander, Exa eventually pointed me to where Roach holed up in. The toad bastard carved out a small cave and was meditating on it seated like a samurai. Wasn't he acting too much like a person? If I didn't know better, I would say that he holds his feral side and instead turn docile.

Looking around, the South American Reapers surrounded him along with their Champions. Not that anyone had the guts to do anything. Every somehow dominating Roach was in the last battle. Not unless they got together a powerful party designed to hunt my blood brother killing him was quite difficult.

'I mean even the Sirens and failed to kill him. And it wasn't for a lack of trying. Exa, can you wake him up?'

[I will try.]

With my girls gone, it was just me and this toad bastard against thousands of enemies. The Hellsend Reapers of the Wyvern Air Wing had Exa invoke their [Autoload]s. As for the soulless, I wasn't sure if they were still all under Bella or divided across other Sirens.

"Roach."

Theoretically, I could call forth the same army back for battle much like what Carlos was doing. But that was beside the point right now. After waiting for a few moments, Roach opened his eyes.

"Feel better yet?"

"No. Need more time," he replied curtly.

"Well, figure it out later. We need to go back, and I do not want to leave you behind."

*Nod*.

The Awakened wordlessly stood up and walked towards me. I then opened a {Portal} back to the fort and gestured for him to go first. Funnily enough, he seemed to already understand this {Fate} in particular from seeing it in combat so often.