Limitless The Strongest Revenant

It was as if someone was celebrating the New Year with human firecrackers. The poor saps disintegrated into dust. The blood and other bloody fluids were so finely ground that they fell like a soft mist instead of raindrops.

Of course, everyone who knew what the falling liquids were had the same reaction.

Liv made a face as she wiped off the fluids. "Robyn, did you really have to squeeze them so high into the air? The smell is quite appalling."

"Disgusting. WashboardLoli, please stop deliberately fighting in such an offensive manner," Lilly grumbled angrily.

Meanwhile, Jo was happily bathing in the bloodstream. "What? It's just a little zombie blood and guts, why are you all complaining?"

" Nutjob, the point is that they were zombies. You know, like rotting corpses? Forget about the germs and bacteria, just the diseases that would spread from the jail bait's attack is worrisome."

"Bella's correct, we need to pay attention to anyone who might turn from ingesting zombie blood and guts. The Deryck family in particular would need to be treated as soon as possible, lest they start a zombie outbreak," Jas commented as if it didn't concern her.

"Hmm. This should only count as level 2, I think {Digest} can handle it. I can use {Bestow} and make anti-zombie vitamins for them. Shujin, do you want me to do so?"

Hearing the girls' opinions, I remembered what I knew about zombie movies. The usual plots revolved around zombies spreading infections through bites, scratches, or spit. That was why they were so hard to stop.

Even those who had no wounds could turn from tears or saliva alone. Of course, there were those who deliberately hid their bites to avoid being shot. They usually brought the plot forward.

Since they were hiding in safe zones, they would turn while mingling with healthy people. This was always 100% the reason for an outbreak.

I remember one movie where a character started an outbreak by kissing his infected wife. If Trinity intentionally created such movies to teach people, then the Siren's concerns were justified.

"Please do, Aki. While I intend to take them all in, I still don't know how to create an enlistment, so I can't have them die on me."

Despite the apparent chaos Robyn was causing, she walked over to the crying Alicia and grabbed her by the neck. It was a strange scene.

A 4'11" teenager lifting a full-grown woman into the air with only one arm. Alicia was quite tall, perhaps as tall as Jo.

Of course, Alicia, who was not of sound mind, screamed as she flailed around.

"YOU PEOPLE ARE LUNATICS! LET ME GO! VINCENT! VINCENT! PLEASE DON'T DIE! DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!"

At least Vincent's affection was not misplaced. Anyone could see the terror in the eyes of Raymond's daughter. The bald gangster barely moved and grew paler by the minute. His left shoulder, his right arm, and his right leg were all fucked up beyond recognition.

Fending off 20 zombies without a {Fate} was beyond impressive. He successfully killed over ten zombies by himself while protecting a woman. Such heroic deeds would make most women fall in love with him.

Yet, despite all these sacrifices, he would die here on the cold pavement, unfulfilled and probably full of regret. I walked over to him and lifted his torso. Vincent's eyes stopped moving as he struggled to breathe. His voice was barely audible as he tried to speak.

"Alicia? Huff... Alicia? Are you there? I can't see..." he murmured.

Despite his severe injuries, Vincent was only thinking about his woman. His gaze wandered off into the distance, probably hallucinating from the loss of blood. While adrenaline kept many people alive, the sudden relief when it wore off had killed just as many.

"Vincent, I am here."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"M-My lord? Is Alicia safe? Are the zombies gone?"

"They are. Your woman is safe. Well done. Aren't you angry that I refused to help you?"

"Haha, I ... klearuk! I-I am not, my lord. I wanted to be a reaper anyway. Huff... If I could use my life to protect Alicia, I can die happy," Vincent confessed as he vomited more blood.

"You should never die happy, you bald bastard. How else can you become a reaper? You need regret."

"Huff... I wouldn't worry about that, my lord... I have many things to regret... I watched my family get slaughtered without being able to do anything. I watched a woman I loved suffer abuse and neglect, all because I was powerless. Huff...don't worry.

I have more than enough to rise as a reaper."

As I held Vincent's body, I could feel the warmth of life slowly leaving him. His body grew colder as his heartbeat slowed. If you only looked at his face, the peaceful smile would tell you that he was about to fall asleep.

"VINCENT! VINCENT! VINCENT! I'M SO SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! I-I..."

Alicia continued to scream, only to be slapped across the face.

"Are you happy now, cunt? You are a fucking reaper. Why the fuck were you hiding behind a human? I thought you loved him?" Robyn asked angrily.

"What do you know?! You are so powerful! My life has been nothing but hardship! I was ignored and unwanted by my own parents! Vincent is everything to me! But I am weak!"

Robyn then raised her hand and slapped Alicia again. The blow was so hard I think I saw her teeth fall out.

"Listen you over entitled cunt, I never knew my parents so stop crying just because yours ignored you. I was sold as a combat joey by the orphanage I went to. Then I lived my whole life as a soldier until the terrorists I worked for executed me."

Alicia stopped thrashing around as she listened to Robyn.

"I had to die before I met my Possum. You, on the other hand, had the resources of a descendant and Vincent at your side. You have been a Reaper for over twenty years, yet your lazy ass is still at level 2. You fucking slagger. I just became a Reaper last month!"

"What? Last month? Then you are part of the July enlistment? What was your rank?"

"I was 2nd. Possum was the only reason I survived. He saved me, protected me, and eventually became my reason for living. Like you, he is my everything. But unlike you, I refuse to become his burden. I will become his strength.

That's why I fight. So I can protect the man I love the most."

The woman in Robyn's hands bit her lip in frustration. It seemed that she really didn't know anything about the Sirens. Even though she had access to their information. Otherwise, she would see the common thread of desperation between my girls.

"My feelings for Vincent will not lose out to anyone!" Alicia grunted in defiance, completely unlike her earlier demeanor, her eyes now burned with rage.

"Yet you remain useless while your man lies dying. I, on the other hand, have the strength to help my Possum kill a demon. As you are, Lucrecia will be at Vincent's side, helping him in every way, while you cower in the darkness."

Robyn's brutal rebuke made Alicia cry as she continued to roar.

"THEN TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I AM SO TIRED OF BEING WEAK! I WANT STRENGTH! STRENGTH TO PROTECT VINCENT! SO THAT I NEVER HAVE TO WATCH HIM DIE AGAIN!"

Surprisingly, as Robyn continued to convince Alicia, her speech pattern changed. She lost all the Aussie slang and began to speak like a European.

It was like she was royalty. One who commanded the presence of the common masses. As if she was channeling her inner Lilly.

Robyn slowly lowered Alicia to the floor. Although she was a full foot taller, Raymond's daughter looked tiny compared to my Aussie lover. My kitten then placed her hand on Alicia's head and stroked her gently like a supportive mother.