Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Elliot Poole, aka Vanish. He was basically the Reaper's version of Flash or Quicksilver. One of them, anyway.

Even though {Fates} were considered unique, their effects naturally overlapped because people had the same desires.

Of course, the ability to run extremely fast was one of the most common {Fates}. Just like being able to lift buildings, being indestructible, or having a giant dick.

Accepting that Friday would die soon, I prepared Sunday to unsummon him. Enjoy exclusive adventures from mvl

Meanwhile, still using Saturday, I aimed my scope right above Friday's head. Vanish was a serial killer. He liked to use long ass knives to stab people in the collarbone.

Predicting that he would use the same M.O. on my soul avatar, I waited.

I switched back to Friday and shielded my collarbone with the HCAR. As I emerged from the foxhole, a lightning-fast object slammed into my shoulder.

There was a delayed metallic noise as I was thrown to the back of my foxhole. At the same moment, I had Saturday squeeze the BLR 81's trigger and sent another 7mm Sacred toward Friday's position.

"{Friday}."

I also unsummoned Friday before he could be taken out.

The soul avatar shattered into a burst of light as he returned to {Day by Day}.

Although I would not die if one of my soul avatars was killed, I needed 24 hours for that avatar to be usable again.

Despite being confused, Vanish again effortlessly ran away before the Sacred arrived. Meanwhile the other Wraiths were close enough and began firing magic at my long-range soul avatars.

The outer wall behind which Wednesday and Saturday hid began to tremble and collapse. Without Friday's suppressive fire, the Wraiths approached the fort unimpeded.

"I'm not sure if I kept the illusion that I was only one person. let's prepare for the next battle!"

I took over Sunday, who was inside the fort's perimeter. He was the only one who could fight the Phantoms on equal footing.

"[Inventory]. HCAR."

Armed with Friday's weapon. I ran to the gap in the fort wall and used {Imaging} - X-Ray.

The mages were still bombarding my long-range avatars as a group of Wraiths neared my position. Vanish, of course, was leading them at a relaxed pace.

I could see that Spade and B-Ball were among those coming toward me. Even worse, the remaining M18A2s along the way failed to reduce their numbers.

"Fucking Spade. It's probably him. SHIT! What now?! Think, John! Think!"

Trying to figure out solutions, I tried to list down what I knew about {Gambler}.

This {Fate} allowed one to have a gut feeling that led to the user having amazing foresight. According to the report, it was a passive ability.

'If the requirement for using it was to be in danger, why could they still act when I shot someone other than Spade?'

I noticed that the Phantoms only began to evade me after I pulled the trigger. They didn't react when I aimed, it was always after I fired.

"Maybe there is a weakness somewhere?"

It was a crazy assumption, but I might as well give it a try. It was the best that I had at the moment. I ran out of the fort while aiming the HCAR at the Saviors. But unlike my usual practice, I didn't pull the trigger.

While the Wraiths acted normally, the Phantoms froze in place.

'Huh? Why aren't they moving? Do they not know where to evade or something?' I analyzed.

Smiling, I started raining lead on my enemies. The {Barrier} guys acted like a shield, protecting the mages. The mages quickly raised their staffs and chanted various {Fates}.

"{Fire Lance}!" "{Thunder Wave}!" "{Sonic boom}!" "{Dark Wave}!" "{Stone launcher}!" "{Acid bullet}"

Unwilling to remain passive, I charged at the Wraiths while roaring.

"[BATTERING RAM]!"

Accelerating like a freight train, I crashed into the Savior's {Barriers}. They resisted for only a split second before shattering like glass. A shockwave followed, knocking out the Wraiths that were defending against me.

"WHAT?!" "FUCK!" "SHIT!" "OH NO!"

"Say hello to my little friend, you bastards!" I taunted as I pointed the business end of the HCAR at them.

At near point-blank range, I hip-fired the battle rifle and blasted the living hell out of the remaining Wraiths.

Without the protection they once had, the mage reapers were pitifully gunned down. The {Barrier} guys who were even closer were sawed in half by my gun fire.

As I massacred those I could, something suddenly bound my arms. The immense force crushed my bones and shattered the HCAR rifle.

"AHHHHH!"

When I looked down at my hands, they were wrapped in what looked like rubber arms. Of course, I knew who it was. It was the last of the four Phantoms, the one whose {Fate} allowed him to bend like rubber.

A blur moved at the edge of my vision. I tried to use {Code's} bullet time in response. Time slowed considerably, allowing me to digest the situation.

Despite being able to think faster, Vanish ran towards me like an Olympic sprinter. Ignoring him, my eyes drifted to the glowing syringe in his left hand, already aimed at my heart.

'Vanish's {Fate} manifested as a dagger. Then what the hell was that syringe for?'

"[Weak point targeting]," I chanted.

Using my combo skill, my eyes popped out as I read the details.

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Name: Jairo Odom (replica)

Rank: Wraith

Soul Capacity : {Fate} 2/2 | {Kismet} 0/1

Souls Available : 0 | To evolve: 400

{Fate}

1. {Inhibitor} Lvl 2 | Cost: 2 | Owner: Self | Sub: {Sedative}

{Kindred} : N/A

{Kismet] : N/A

Soulgear:

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[EXA!]

[If that syringe hits you, you will temporarily lose the ability to think].

"FUCK!"

Unwilling to risk going stupid in front of the Saviors, I used {Replace} and quickly retreated from the battlefield.

"That was too close!"

I appeared before Monday. I tried to calm my nerves as I prepared for my next steps. Fighting enemies with tactics was fucking terrifying.

Tyrell Whitley, {Fate} {Elastic}. If Vanish was like The Flash, Tyrell was the Reaper's Plastic Man or Mister Fantastic.

"As if the Vanish was not enough, now I had to fight against fucking Luffy."

Even from my current position, I could hear the frustrated shouts of my enemies.

"Tyrell, what the fuck was that! We almost had him!"

"Fuck you! Don't blame me, man! Elliot was too fucking slow! I did my job!"

"Shut up! He must be in the fort! Let's go! Oy B-Ball, keep up! The rest of you fucking Wraiths! Charge in!"

"But... Mr. Spade, we are long-range fighters!"

"Do I look like I give a shit? Get in there or I will kill you myself!"

"Argh!!"

At the sound of flesh being struck, I could already guess what was going on. Not feeling sorry for the Wraiths, I checked Sunday's HCAR and Monday's F90.

I chose this location because we were hidden. If they move to attack Tuesday, we can gun them down from behind. I had to wait patiently.

I shifted my view to Tuesday, as he would be the starter of this engagement.

Jumping out of my foxhole, I aimed for the gap in the wall and waited for the Wraiths. The reaper mages held their glowing staffs out as they cautiously entered.

Slowly but surely their group made its way into the compound. Since it was dark, they hadn't seen me yet. When the Savior Wraiths reached the center of the fort's perimeter, they stood back to back and slowly scanned the area.

A second later, the Phantoms also joined their group and looked around. That was when I took control of Sunday and jumped out of my hiding place.

"DIE YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!"

Despite all my bravado, I was only pointing the HCAR. The whole group faced me, but just like before, the Phantoms froze. Taking advantage of the moment, I controlled both Monday and Tuesday, raining lead from two separate directions.

"Keurk! Another one?" "How?!" "There are two! AHHHH!" "EVADE!"

When the Phantoms began to move, I had Sunday join in. Our kill zone was being attacked from two directions making a sort of defense a nightmare.

Unlike before, the Phantoms couldn't evade in time. The ten plus Wraiths and four Phantoms had their bodies riddled with bullets.

Although I was sure that 5.56 NATO rounds would hurt the whole group, I controlled Monday and Tuesday to launch 40mm low velocity grenades for good measure.

Suddenly, lights erupted from the sky as skybeams fell towards the ground.

[Limitless, the fourth wave has arrived. 25 Phantoms including the Slayer and the Machiavelli have joined the battle].

"Fuck."