Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 818: We haven’t lost yet! [1/2]

The sounds of wind streaked pass my ears as I sped through the night sky. My surroundings were changing so fast I eventually reached the end of the soulcage. If I didn't break or turn, I was going to wind up like a bug on a windshield.

It was fortunate Wednesday's [Sky Sentinel] had a windbreaker. A {Shelter} membrane protected me from the air resistance allowing me to go faster. It also ensured my face would be flopping about as I picked up speed.

"FUCK ME DEAD! GET BACK HERE POSSUM! STOP MOVING ABOUT AND LET ME HIT YOU!"

"Haha! No way Kitten, I would rather pound you till you pass out! [War Dancer]!"

Invoking [Sky Sentinel's] ability, I blinked in place while rapidly changing directions. Completing a 180-degree maneuver I kept my speed and now was on a collision course with Robyn!

"Bad move Possum! [Kitty Punch]!"

Probably due to her innate danger sense, Robyn didn't get alarmed and instead scoffed in derision. She charged her super move. I felt the souls began to constrict the very air along my path.

What made Robyn terrifying was her insane ability to cast {Fates} that broke common sense. If not for [Attuned], my discipline's version of danger sense, evading would be impossible.

For reference if I used [Kitty Punch], the "fist" I would make would only be about 10 feet. Robyn's on the other hand was an insane 300 ft! If I failed to get away from the "fist" she now wound up, I would be swatted out of the sky!

"Bad Kitten! [Burst]! [Hellsend's Armory] F90s!"

Invoking the successor to [Afterburner] my speed tripled as I tried to beat my Aussie to the punch. I pulled out my bullpup rifles and began raining lead towards Robyn.

"Hmph! Get Stuffed Possum! [Inventory] AA-12! [Afterburner]!"

Behaving exactly like I would Robyn charged forward and met me head on! Unfortunately for her I knew that was what she would do. In fact [Maestro], anticipated it.

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When we rapidly closed in on each other the window we had to act naturally got shorter. Invoking [War Dancer], I blinked behind her and let go of my guns and tried to grab my kitten from behind.

"What?!"

Robyn's forte was speed. She excelled at moving in high speeds but couldn't suddenly change directions. [Sky Sentinel] corrected this flaw by giving me a discipline that could move in bursts with the ability to change directions rapidly.

I thought I was winning, until Robyn made a conniving grin as she scoffed.

"Nice try Possum. {Fade}."

"Ah fuck!"

My Aussie suddenly disappeared before me. Only to immediately reappear millisecond after I passed.

"[War Dancer]! [Burst]!"

"{Float}! [Vengeance]."

Shifting my direction skyward, I tried to ascend as fast as I could. Only for me to suddenly stay in place. I heard Robyn licked her lips as she pulled her triggers.

My back then got shredded by dozens of metallic pellets from full auto shotguns. Their power could not be stopped by even Monday's [Wall] Armor.

"HAHA! That all you got Possum?"

"When I get my hands on you, we won't stop fucking till I say so!" I vowed in vengeance.

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"WOW! You have way too many guns Darling!"

"Jo, just how many zombies do you have?"

"I don't actually know. But does it matter? This mode is so cool though! You even use {Echo} to make yourself more intimidating!"

Although we were chatting a bit casually, Jo was darting in and out of my kill zone. Thursday the avatar fighting the Shooting star was in [Heavy Gunner]. This discipline was created for crowd control and abused the fuck out of {Replicate} and {Float}.

Right now, I was dual wielding HCAR battle rifle. One of them was a replicated firearm. Surrounding me was ten FT5 rocket launchers and twenty-four M134D miniguns. This was only possible because of [Arsenal]. [Heavy Gunner's] unique {Program} that replicates guns.

My expanded army was floating in the air and blasted everything in my vicinity. Jo was using Rank E undead to swarm me while she blinked around. She was obviously waiting for the chance to go in for the kill.

Unperturbed by how I mowed down all her minions, Jo kept giggling like a child.

"You are so unfair Darling! How come nothing works on you? Hypnotism, suggestion and even auditory hallucinations! Did you make another cheat skill?"

"I don't want to hear that from you Jo! I am going to spank your ass till you cry later!"

"HAHAHA! If you can beat me that is! {FLASH}!"

A sudden light took away my vision. I tried to use {Sonar} but then found over a hundred enemies soul signatures coming from me. It wasn't zombies as they moved way too fast.

'SHIT! Which of these is real? Ah fuck it!'

"[ROOTED] LETS JUST BLOW EVERYTHING AWAY! [SHOCK AND AWE]!"

I invoked the other skills of [Heavy Gunner]. [Rooted] increased my defenses and allowed my body to withstand and disperse all the recoil from [Arsenal]. [Shock and Awe] locked on to anything I considered as an enemy and summoned a weapon for each target.

Over a hundred guns manifested in thin air and formed a defensive formation around me. They all then pull their triggers and unleashed hell! Like a porcupine I unloaded bullets in every direction. Each "enemy" disappeared the moment one of my rounds passed it.

'Where is she? Come on. Come on. Come on.'

Jo's {Flash} ended finally restoring my vision. From {Sonar} I was able to take down every enemy that moved. However the moment I opened my eyes, I saw something smash against my stomach. I looked up and saw Jo smiling as her leg buried itself deeper into my gut.

"How?" I asked in confusion.

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"[Shadowblade] with {Shelter}? Oh right! Vela Kick!"

At joy's cheerful declaration, a handful of souls reached the tip of her toes and exploded. Unable to endure despite having Monday's protection, I got thrown a good five feet back. I crashed on the ground hard.

Despite my upgraded origin, I still couldn't tank Jo's full powered kick, "Blearhk! Ugh!"

"Oh, Come on Darling! That can't be it right? Get up!"

"Fuck, this is going to be hard!"

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In another part of the battlefield a thick violet smoke spread. Inside it I was having an intense game of cat and mouse. Of course, being that my opponent was Aki, even this smoke was part of her schemes.

[Mithridat Class 3 biological poisons detected. Poison neutralized by {Digest}.]

I slowly tiptoed trying to find my Kamisan. Her manner of fighting was built around being sneaky. At least until she lost her shit and came after everyone with a storm of swords. I kneeled on the ground and tried to concentrate my detection abilities with [Scout].

[Scout] was a {program} to enhance my sense to the limit. It was the best {Program} for reconnaissance among the 7 disciplines. This body was Saturday's and its discipline was [Ninja]. As its name's sake, this discipline was for reconnaissance and assassination.

I was currently invoking the unique {Programs} were [Suppressor] and [Danger Sense]. The former silenced my gunshots, and movement. The later warned me if something was about to attack me. Just then I "felt" my left arm being shot.

Turning my body, I pointed the Faxon Sentinel I had in my hands towards my attacker. Due to the smoke, the lines that bullet passed parted like clouds. There was nothing in the direction.

"Ara ara. I am very impressed with this combat style. Is it meant to copy me? You move and act like a veteran ninja Anata. You have no waisted movement and can even conceal your killing intent."

The voice echoed from at least four different directions. I clenched my jaw in irritation at how awesome my girls were. Only to feel the cold touch of steel on my neck. Along with it was a sultry voice of the Asian I loved the most.

"Unfortunately, you still do not know how to distinguish actual attacks and baits. You should have not exposed your position earlier. This poison screen acts like a net. Inside I can feel your every move."

Even with [Danger Sense], Aki was able to sneak up on me. It was probably because she never meant me any harm. But fucking hell, compared to when I fought her the first time, she was practically a ghost!

"Tsk. Shouldn't you be a spider then instead of a fox Kamisan?"

"Does the thought of mating with a spider turn you on more than a fox, Anata?"

"Hmph! I will vent all my lust on your ass later! [Shadow]!"