Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 874 : How do you even [1/2]

"WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN DOING? IS BANGING THIS WHITE TRASH THE ONLY THING ON YOUR MIND? HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS DIED HERE ALL FO…."

The loud sounds of Pierre grated on my ears. So much so I pulled out a gun. When I did the girls all made funny comments.

"Pfft. Darling is the best; this should be good."

"Beat me to it, if I knew I was allowed, I would have shot him way earlier Possum."

"Sigh, and here I was hoping this wouldn't turn into an international incident. Aim low if you please Honey, this man just lost everything…who I am kidding?"

"Ara. Ara. Is there even a need to tell people that he did survive? Hardly anyone knows he is here. I can just shove him back into the void and let him starve. Your thoughts, Anata?"

As someone who personally starved in the past, I wouldn't wish that type of thing on anyone. Normally you starved till you died. But as Reapers simulate human bodies but technically aren't starving would be eternal.

'Exa, do I have to continue saying [Hellsend's Armory] all the time. You know my thoughts anyway, right?'

[Technically you don't. I had assumed you wanted it as it looked cool.]

"…"

[My mistake, from this point on just say the weapon you want, and I will retrieve it for you.]

"Ivory."

At my words the chrome plated USP Match appeared on my right hand. It didn't feel as cool, but it was far more practical. As I got more and more weapons, having to call them all out each time would be a pain in the ass.

I raised my hand and took aim. Pierre continued to go on and on about responsibility while Amari accepted the abuse. How he could tolerate his woman being insulted in a manner was beyond me. I took aim at his balls and fired a .45 ACP.

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"MOREOVER…AGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Contrary to how it felt, guys wouldn't actually die if we got stabbed or shot in the balls. However, most men would choose to death over such pain. Pierre fell on the floor screaming in pain. The round I shot entered his thigh and passed to his balls and dick.

'Didn't exit. Probably still buried in his other thigh,' I analyzed.

The sound of the .45 ACP seemed muted to me. Yet my voice and those of my company were all normal. It was probably because of Exa, which made me appreciate her more. As my mind wandered to Pierre, that sound must have rattled his ears.

Amari and Mia went wide-eyed. Ignoring them, I walked forward with the Sirens behind me. Rolling as if he was bitten by a snake, Pierre continued to scream profanities as he gingerly cupped his nut sack. The couple stood silently as I reached Pierre.

With the plans for the Antarctica operation underway, I didn't have a moment left to spend in this hellhole. I needed to clear out the demons and go back home. Thus, this bastard in particular needed to quickly know his place.

"Huhuhu…it hurts it hurt it hurts it hurts!!! YOU CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER!"

I then kicked him in the back of the head. Jolted awake by the pain he looked at me with blood thirsty eyes. I then shot him in the throat. A loud bang of Ivory resounded once more. A .45 ACP round entered the Adam's apple of the noisy Reaper.

If earlier he was focus on shouting, he was not trying to seal his throat as blood shot out like a fountain. Gargling sounds filled the air as he tried to speak despite no longer having a voice box. He couldn't even turn his head in fear that he would die faster.

'Coward. How in the world does a Phantom like this exist. He reminds me of the weaklings in North America.'

[My lord, in my opinion your observation is mistaken. He is not cowardly; his behavior matches that of normal Phantoms. Hellsend Reapers are considered dauntless by North America. Your standards of what a Phantom should be is merely too high.]

Shaking my head at the disappointing information Exa shared, I reached Pierre. His eyes stared daggers into me as he puked blood in ridiculous amounts. I couldn't make sense of what he kept complaining about, but it didn't matter.

"GHGGGHS…..GURLLHHGGSHG…HAFPGJHA!"

I lifted my right foot and stomped on his throat. His fingers were in the way made a sharp crunch as they shattered from my foot. From this close I saw his eyes swim in pain. He then began to cry as he tried to shake me off his throat.

"Hello. I will keep this short. My name is Limitless. I talk, you listen. Do not try any of the 'Noblesse Oblige' crap you were shouting about earlier. I am here to kill demons. Blanche told me to meet her contact. Are you that person or not, nod for a yes, shake for a no."

*Nod. *

"Right. You see how I operate. My harem and I were the ones who cleared the demons here. And unlike these two, I will not tolerate your bullshit, you shut up that's rule one. You only talk when asked, that's rule two. If break either, you get a bullet. Understand?"

*Nod. *

"Okay, I will heal you now," I declared as I removed my foot from his throat.

Relief flooded his face as the weight on his injury lifted. Only for it to look horrified when I shoved the gun into his mouth. His eyes grew wide as he resumed shedding tears. Muffled groans came from his mouth, not that it mattered.

'Exa.'

[{Restore} rounds loaded.]

I felt the magazine on my pistol change in a split second. Exa probably already had my heal bullets in a separate magazine for ease of loading. Amused at the fear radiating off the Astrologers contact; I made a wicked smile as I teased.

"Here comes the heal."

"Wait! Limitless!" "STOP! DON'T KILL HIM!"

Amari and Mia tried to prevent my actions. Which kind of made sense, anyone who didn't know about the {Restore} rounds would think of this as an execution. But seeing the fear in their faces made me mischievous.

So, I didn't listen and pulled the trigger. Yet another gunshot rang out. I say gunshot but to me it sounded like a soft plik. It was similar to the noise you hear from an airsoft rifle. Despite it being silenced for me though, the round wasn't suppressed in any manner.

I piece of his skull flew away like a rocket along with what I assumed to be blood and brain matter. Funnily enough, the Phantom in front of me didn't die but instead began trying to scream. Feeling I needed to hold him down I reacquainted his throat with my shoe.

"Settle down. You didn't die, see? Give it a second."

Wondering why Amari and Mia didn't make a fuss I turned. Only to find my girls forming a wall between me and them. Robyn in particular was practically snarling at them. Amused at their reaction, I waited.

Within seconds the holes in both Pierre's balls and throat began to rapidly heal. Even the part of his head closed within moments. It even realigned his hair in place. Meanwhile Mia and Amari gasped and covered their mouths in surprise.

When it was clear that they would not hurt me, the girls all quickly returned to my side. Despite his clothes being soaked in blood, Pierre felt around his body before he stood up in glee.

"I am okay! Wow that healing was amazing! It did hurt a bit but that was amazing! It is leagues faster than anything our country has in terms of medicine."

This man must have been a goldfish or something as he forgot what I literally told him just seconds ago. I raised my gun and shoved it into his forehead. I then pulled back the hammer, making a satisfying click.

The Mauritian in front of me froze on the spot as he held out his hands up. To the typical bystander it looked like I was mugging him. Probably knowing how truthful I was, Pierre didn't move one bit from his spot.

"…"

"Good. Now. Tell me everything Blanche said to you," I asked menacingly.

*Nod. *