Limitless The Strongest Revenant-Chapter 932: The best of friends [1/2]

[It would depend on what you intend to use and your goal when terminating the demon. Just sending a single 155mm shell would be enough. But its body would be destroyed beyond all recognition.]

"Sigh, I guess it cannot be that simple. Let's leave that for later."

I looked up the raging Demonkin still tied to the makeshift post I had made. The large monster thrashed violently, making repeated attempts to break its restraints. Its mouth was opening and closing in quick succession. It was obviously complaining or cursing.

"Fuck, I might get addicted to this," I said in glee.

This was quite possibly the first time I tried muting a specific person. Before, Exa just muted or lowered specific sounds like gunfire or loud footsteps. But seeing the Demonkin's violent attitude, he must have been angry that I acted like I didn't hear anything.

'Just how many people wished to be able to do this in real life? {Dampen} leveling up is an unexpected boon.'

At the end of the day, nothing this bastard said would change the situation in the slightest. Right now, although I had calmed down a bit, I needed to learn how best to kill these fuckers.

"Hmm, I can't use [Gladiator] while having 219 replicated M107 rifles. The first thing I should do is find a way to reduce that. Exa, arm all the light fifties with Raufoss rounds."

[Understood. Rearm complete.]

"Alright. Let's try this again. You don't need your hand where you're going. Exa, let's try 100 rounds."

[Understood. Ninety-nine of the replicated M107s will sync to you.]

I moved to aim my gun at the Demonkin's left wrist. Pulling the trigger, the simultaneous gunfire slammed into my target's flesh. The detonations were quite powerful; I noticed the {Shelter} construct vibrate a bit.

It began to spurt out blood but was still in one piece. If I had to guess, this would be what a yellow rating looks like.

"Hmm. That's not enough. Exa, let's try again with 200."

[Ready.]

"FIRE!"

Aiming at the other wrist, a burst of 200 12.7×99mm NATO Raufoss rounds severed it into pieces. The Demonkin was obviously angry as fuck from how it flailed around. But I was only just getting started.

"Exa, the Raufoss rounds did well, no?"

[Yes, a reduction of 20 rounds.]

"Chalk one up to science. Now. Let's try to turn it even spicier. Exa, give me 100 Red rounds. And 100 White rounds."

[Done, we have loaded 100 M107s with Red rounds while another hundred have White rounds.]

"Perfect. Have both groups aim at his ankles and shoot. And get me an M9-7 flamethrower."

[Ready.]

I let go of the anti-material rifle. A WWII-era flamethrower manifested on my back. I pulled out the wand and came closer to the Demonkin.

"I wonder if you burn. Ah, right, I almost forgot. Fire."

At my command, the very air trembled. Hundreds of projectiles flew. In a split second, both feet of the Demonkin fell to the ground in bloody heaps. The White round foot looked like it was carved by a bloody saw. The other could hardly be called a foot.

"Oh! That's great, so for either {Bestow} round we only need 100 rounds."

I looked up and saw the Demonkin roaring as it tried to break its restraints. Spit, or whatever fluid was in its mouth, flew out as it violently responded to my actions.

"I am going to need you to endure a little more," I remarked.

Pulling the trigger of the M9-7's wand, I sent a cone of fire directly into the mouth of the demonkin. Seeing the fire quickly engulf the Demonkin felt awesome. Unfortunately, I wasn't sure if he even burned.

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"[Gladiator]. Exa, cancel half of the M107s."

[Understood. Please note that without [Heavy Gunner], replicated weapons will vanish in less than 15 minutes.]

"Yes, I am aware."

As the souls in my body re-arranged to become [Gladiator], my rainbow vision from [Student] returned. Only what I saw baffled me. The fire around the demonkin made his green-rated parts flicker between green and yellow.

"Exa, what am I seeing?"

[This is an application of how Demonkin defend themselves. They normally cover their bodies with Malice. It acts like a shield of sorts. When attacked, the Malice in their bodies reinforces a specific part. And until the Malice runs out, they cannot be harmed.]

"Hmm, so it's like they have a shield battery, and unless you drain their reserves you won't get to hurt them? They act like the Protoss from StarCraft."

[Indeed. That is the case. This is the biggest difference between the three Reborn branches. The Monsters lack such a shield. They use their malice only for {Entropies} and evolution.]

"You mean they much like Reapers saturate their bodies with souls? Is that why Juno keeps changing her appearance?"

[Yes, that is the case. From this point of view, they are the most like the Reapers. Unlike demons that do not have cores. Destroying the cores of Monster-type Reborn kills it immediately.]

"Right, I remember Joshua hunted Spiked Dogs by shooting them between the eyes. Then does this Malice shield also affect why Sacred does squat to monsters?"

[Yes, that was a finding the Sirens confirmed. The monsters do not have Malice on their bodies after evolving. Undead and demonskin, who usually have Malice on them, are more vulnerable to blessings.]

"Hmm. What's the difference between them? I didn't really get what you said earlier. Why does Undead turn to ash just from being touched by blessings?" I asked as I watched the demonkin burn.

[The main difference is that, unlike Demonkin, Undead take in malice. They then use their bodies to multiply it. This inclination causes them to detonate upon coming into contact with blessing energy. Like malice grenades.]

"What? Say that again?"

[In gaming terms, it's like mana. Blessings burn the mana a Reborn has. Monsters have more HP than mana. Demonkin have the same amount. Undead have more mana than HP. So when you cast an ultimate that deals damage on mana missing, Undead will die on the spot.]

"Oh... I see."

[Using lady Jo's pet Undertakers and some wild Draugrs, Lady Lilly has confirmed that this mana pool fuels the Undead. It gives them a second life after their HP is used up. So, higher-level variants cannot die to blunt trauma. Only a complete burn of their mana or malice pools can kill them.]

"Ho? That is an interesting finding. When did Lilly begin her experiments?"

[About the same time you did, my lord. Upon receiving your findings, they used Juno on the monsters. They also gathered undead to maximize your tests. The Draugrs were captured for Yvonne's research with the new blessing rounds.]

"I see. As usual, my girls are amazing!"

It was just like my girls to support me behind the scenes. While I did learn some things from torturing this Demonkin, it was easy to make mistakes. To confirm if my find was for Demonkin, the Sirens researched the other two branches at the same time.

In a good mood, I watched the hanged giant in front of me as it continued to resist. The fires didn't seem to do much. If this were a game, it meant normal fire had far too little damage to them to be a threat.