Chapter 33 - The Becoming Of Avalanche Bringer (1/2)

”Lilia! Sura!”

”W-who are you!? Get away!”

Both of the scared girls bared their weapons and fangs to their friend who had no longer the same appearance as before. The moment their handcuffs were released, their minds solely strive for survival and treat anything that moves within ten meters radius to be a threat.

”It's me! I'm Elon!”

”Your clothes resemble him but he isn't a kid with a high-pitched voice like you!”

”Sura! Wait! T-that might be Elon!”

Without a second thought, Elon rushed to hug both of the scarred girls. Hastily without minding the pointed blade, her right belly was cut as the blood made its home on the edge of Sura's sword.

”It's fine, there is nothing to be worried about.”

”Uuuh, Elon…”

With tears falling down ever so flourishing, they tightly hug the same warmth they've received in their mundane life as traveling cultivators. Elon's appearance might not be the same anymore, but on the inside she was still the dependable big-brother figure for them.

”I'm so scared! Huwaaa!”

”It's fine, it's fine.” Elon replied to the wail with a tighter hug she could muster. Her heart was full of compassion but her eyes were dead the moment he checked their inner condition, only to find slave marks inside their body.

'Our souls are already in their grasp.'

Strangely, in this time of need, Fortune's blessing hasn't been triggered like it was watching their unbecoming future. Elon took deep thoughts upon this phenomenon, using the surviving part of her bitter conscience.

Clenching, Elon tried to be positive.

'It must be for the best.'

Meanwhile, on the rear side of the frontline of the damned. MF gathered numerous Calamities to be feasted upon for their energy, gnawing all of those nutritious meats, minerals, and bits of corruption they spread onto the land.

Utilizing the cancer cells manipulation and material layering, the ecstatic devil constructed a ground cannon for the Avalanche Bringer conquering.

”This should do.”

Avalanche Bringer, a variant of titan skeleton that was able to withstand the power of a nuke head on. Its armor emitted a protection layer of anti magic with each pulsation. Brute force couldn't penetrate its dense armor either but it was weak to magic-based attack.

Usually, to defeat this type of variant, the Vagant association used a concentrated energy explosion shot from magi-artillery that was protected by a hard shell to penetrate the magic barrier, letting the nuke pass through.

And MF was trying to replicate it.

With the cannon aimed at the walking titan's skull, MF loaded the Artillery with an improvised physical shell that carried a giant virus containing the enslaving formation.