BXBX NOVEL Chapter 92: Bastards even hell would fear.
This {Fate} was incredibly powerful even at level 2. What the hell was Evelyn Flowers doing regretting giving birth to such a thing?
"Ugh, there it is again. Fuck! Let's get this over with."
"It doesn't seem as bad as last time. Hombre."
" You guys okay? " I asked in passing.
"I'll be fine when I blow up some pedejos. Hombre."
"Same, this vase is a like the cocksleeve of the devil."
A few seconds later, my senses picked up over fifty zombies running towards us from all directions. This should be the last of the undead.
On the way over, everyone fired their magazines at least once. Slowly but surely, Santiago and Mike learned about my speed and how I fought.
After ten minutes, they didn't object to my orders when I told them to do something. Having more people with guns naturally increases our firepower. From the area we can cover, to the speed with which we can take down a mob, to the effort it took to protect each other.
With two experienced people covering me, the ordeal of fighting in the dark became so easy, it was like a walk in the park.
Of course, I was careful not to rely too much on {Thief} and {Reveal}. After getting my calf ripped off by a Chuckie, I tried my best to make sure I never missed a target.
There were a few close calls, but those that got into my blindsides were promptly taken down by my teammates. Right now, the two of them were arguing over who got to use the AR-15. It seemed that the {fates} I had attached to the weapon was a big hit with them.
They held back from asking questions, but I knew they were nervous about what I was. Come to think of it. Scott hadn't seen me fight up close, while Joshua had only expressed curiosity in passing.
"{Reload}," I chanted in anticipation.
"Yo, what the hell, the empty clips are full!"
"Boss, are you really Formless? You might as well be MacGyver at this point."
"Enough talk, smoke them."
At my words, the first wave of undead rushed through the corridors and came towards us. The area where the {Honey Trap} Soulgear was located was a four-way intersection.
Each passageway could hold five people side by side. Since there were only three of us, we couldn't focus on just one direction.
I took the point and faced northeast or 2 o'clock. Mike covered 8 o'clock or south west, while Santiago covered southeast. We unloaded our weapons and took out zombies in our respective kill zones.
It was extremely difficult to stay focused on your direction when there was nothing there.
However, if everyone just turned around and shot whatever they wanted, the chances of being caught off guard in a particular direction increased.
Fortunately, these men were trained in firearms and squad tactics, so even when they got itchy to keep shooting, they continued to guard their kill zones while leaving their backs to me.
"I'm out. I'm reloading!" yelled Mike.
Since I had two guns, I took over when one of them needed to reload. I would call the Mk II or the remaining 1911 to do a New York reload when the MAC-11's were out of ammo. I split my attention between my zone and Mike's half.
True to his combat experience, Mike focused only on getting his gun back into the fight. I took out two zombies that came at him while he was busy.
"Back!" As the Marine returned to the fight, I turned back in my original direction.
"Santiago, two Chuckies crawling on the ground. Don't miss them," I warned
"I see them. Come get some puto!"
The MAC-11's soon ran out and new zombies came before I could reload them. True to my souls being the bait, the zombies swarmed me, ignoring both Santiago and Mike even as they passed them.
After almost getting killed by Draugr, I didn't even bother using {Rewind} and just swapped flesh for bone. If a Normie got close, I would just let them have a bite and bury a bullet in their head. Of course, my new friends got angry at my tactics.
"Boss, you are a crazy motherfucker, just avoid them or something!"
"Hombre, be honest, you are made of metal aren't you? You fight like a loco!"
Unconsciously, the two adjusted their tactics and started imitating my reloading style. They made it a point to use their secondaries to make sure nothing got past. It was almost as if they were willing to throw their bodies in the way if necessary.
I changed tactics and just fought normally, not wanting to see them bleed for something so stupid. After about fifteen minutes, the last wave finally arrived. I charged at them and annihilated them at close range, using several weapons to do so.
"Is Huff... that... it? Huff... Hombre, any more coming?" Santiago asked, trying to catch his breath.
"No, that's all of them," I replied curtly while eating a small chocolate bar.
"How are... huff... huff... you not tired boss? Huff...huff...are you eating right now?"
"Forget it Mike, huff...Hombre is a fucking huff...demon. No wonder 100 zombies huff...seemed like a piece of cake huff...to him."
Hearing his words, I found the whole thing amusing. This zone was one of the easiest I had. In terms of difficulty, the P4 zones took more out of me.
The P5's, except for the first one, were quite relaxed. During this fight, I confirmed that using my own {Fates} or the {Rewind} family tired me out more than just {Kismet}.
The more I used {Rewind}, the more exhausted I felt. On the other hand, switching between my {Kismet} classes, or using {Reveal}, {Draw}, and {Sheath} hardly tired me out.
One of the reasons I kept finishing zones was to see how hard I could fight before I reached my limit, but it was also true that I did it out of desperation to get stronger.
Because of {Eat} and {Rewind}, my stress didn't get a chance to build up as I murdered the undead nonstop. It was dangerous to continue, but it would be a waste to just give up and go home. While I was thinking, Aira's confirmation arrived.
[Confirmed. There are no enemies left. Defense of zone 1023-2 is complete].
I then picked up the naked female vase and stored it in my storage space. The spoils of the battle belong to those who ended it.
Neither Mike nor Santiago had any further comment on the matter at hand. We then began to climb up the ruins at a leisurely pace.
[My lord. The Reapers of Savior have left the zone. I have sent a request for a new defender. I also sent the investigation report to Zachary Lynch and Lilly Browning. Would you like to read the materials on the Savior organization while you wait?"]
"Maybe later, thanks for your hard work Aira."
"Zachary Lynch? As in the Nightmare? Boss! You got connections in high places!"
"You gay ass pendejo, you noticed the guy when the Phantom Princess Lilly Browning was in the same sentence? Hombre, is the Untamed your woman? Thats' awesome!"
Before I could answer the gossipy Mexican, Aira jumped in as if to brag.
[My lord currently has seven women vying for his affections. All of them have gone on record as wanting to become my lord's kindred. My lord even traded blows with David Thomas for them!]
I facepalmed when I heard Aira share sensitive information like a grandma in a nursing home.
"Holy shit! Not one, but seven? You plan to make an army of lunatic babies, hombre?"
"Wait, boss, you fought David Thomas? THE David Thomas? The Revenant guardian of North America? As a Formless Phantom?"
[Correction, my lord is still a Wraith at this time].
"..." x2
"In any case, the defense of the zone is finished. You can go home if you want, I will wait for the new defender and then move on to the next zone."
"Hombre, you mean you are still going to fight in another zone?"
I nodded silently. The two of them dropped their jaws in surprise.
"Boss, I feel like I am going to regret this, but how many zones have you cleared so far?"
[My lord has cleared 2 priority 4 dirge sirens and 3 priority 5s. This is his fifth zone,] Aira replied smugly.
"..." x2
"In one night?" Mike asked anxiously.
[In five hours].
I ignored my AI, who sounded like she was boasting with pride. I changed the subject to something more productive. We were back under the gloomy skies of the Zone after leaving the underground basements.
"Anyway, here are my details in the graveyard. You've seen how I roll, so I won't ask for your answer now.
"Think about it if you really want to join me. If you change your mind, I won't hold it against you. Know that this offer will only last until next week.
"I will turn you into bastards even hell would fear if you come with me, I swear it. You have till then to decide."
"No need to wait, hombre. I meant what I said. You held up your end, let me hold up mine," Santiago replied.
"I feel the same way as Santi. Then we will meet again in a week. We will use the time to finish all our unfinished business."
"I understand. Whatever souls you have belong to you now...I"
Before I could finish my words, a ray of light fell not far from our location.
"Looks like they are here, let's go."
After we met the new defender, he signed my deployment order and I prepared to move to the next zone.
"You really want to keep going? Guess I should sleep till next week," Mike commented.
"Hombre! We made more in an hour with you than we did in a month! Let me follow you forever!"
Laughing at their antics, I gave them both a high five and left for my next destination.
"Aira, I have rested enough. Send me to a priority four."
[Yes, My Lord].
"By the way, Aira, what was with your bragging earlier? You even blurted out confidential matters."
[...]
"Aira..."
[But My Lord, it is because you are so amazing!]
"..."
[I am sorry, my Lord. My enthusiasm got the better of me.]
"Make sure this never happens again. Are we clear?"
[Yes...]
After I scolded her, there was an awkward silence in the air. Aira was an AI, right? She was acting like a real human being, I almost forgot that sometimes.
[A P4 dirge siren was found. It has a restriction for long-range fighters. Total reward is five thousand souls].
"Okay, let's go."