Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 868 The Side Clash

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Right when Replicus leapt off the ship, the only one to show some manner of concern was Allora who wore an anxious face over her visible strain and asked the others:

"Is that really alright? Jumping head first into someone's Territory..."

Grim looked at her and grinned in a reassuring manner – however that was possible.

"Don't worry about it. The boss has faced many Territory users. Well, I guess the majority of them were Cluster beasts, but that doesn't matter. I haven't been trapped in one with him like this, but I know he always comes out alive," he said.

"Really? Does he some critical last resort attacks that work in a Territory, like that storm from earlier?" Allora asked.

"Last resort? Hahaha. I think you've got the wrong idea," Grim chuckled. "I'll admit I've never seen him use that storm attack before, but as far as I'm concerned it's not nearly as effective as the heavier attacks he uses when he really wants to kill someone."

Allora was flabbergasted. She wanted to imagine that Grim simply chose his words poorly with the phrasing 'not nearly as effective'. That storm had almost the guts of her.

"You two, focus. They are coming," Pherdanta said tartly with her head up.

Surely, two enemies were diving towards them with immense speed, and midway in their descent, their forms changed.

One eerily shed its human form and became what looked like a pale, glowing sheet of silk that spotted an innumerable number of eyes that all focused on the crew aboard the vessel and shone intensely. The other merely transitioned into a sickly mummy, a pale, broken crown over his head, and as he reached close to the ship, he shot his hand forward, and let loose a twin torrent of searing blue flame that bashed against the ship heavily, rocking it heavily!

The former flew silently towards the front end of the ship and with its large cloth-like form, began to spin around viciously, generating a controlled typhoon that made the ship even more unstable!

Pherdanta, Grim, Allora, and Araeyn – who did nothing but spectate – were almost made to lose their footing and plunge into the dark space littered with mirrors, away from the protection around the ship!

The fact that just these attacks did so much to the ship was astounding. Its size right now, courtesy of Replicus' skills, was not just for show after all, not to mention the fact that it was flooded with unending mana.

Allora did her best to keep herself connected to the ship, supplying it with mana. Grim and Pherdanta did the same, with the latter doing the best she could to keep the vessel steady, which wasn't an easy feat considering that there was practically no sea or ground to use as leverage.

Unfortunately, only Replicus could activate skills embedded into the ship, like the one he had used before to make this ship fly.

Left with no choice, Pherdanta decided to have the vessel blast forward, the thorns at its back with runic ends firing off a fierce heat to make it barrel forward!

The sheet-like entity immediately got out of the way when the vessel spilled ahead. Its body expanded and blanketed over the deck, seemingly hesitant to come into contact with Baddan's Nitros.

...!

Suddenly, Grim's canine instincts flared.

"Everyone close your eyes!" he screamed.

Without question, all except Araeyn quickly obeyed.

Pherdanta was the first besides Grim to feel it.

An ominous pressure bore down on her, and its source was apparent.

The many eyes on the sheet-like existence were staring down at them, their size now magnified.

The pressure that came from them originated from the light they spewed, which was foggy, and soft, raining on everyone on the ship.

Grim's hardened.

While he felt danger from looking into those eyes, he also felt a threat from staying under their gaze for too long.

It seemed that Pherdanta felt the same, as the two spurned into action at the exact same time.

Grim whipped out his finger up without looking, while Pherdanta forced one of the massive ethereal cannons to roll from the side, traveling over the hull and onto the deck like an apparition.

At once, a starkly bright beam fired from Grim's finger while a dark ball whizzed up at a much faster speed, tearing out a colossal hole in the sheet-like entity as it passed!

Grim's Singlefold Aggrante managed to strike what would be the hem of the large creature as it began to dart away after the first atrocious hit. The effectiveness of the hit seemed to be what finished off the creature though.

Aggrante had an incredibly potent corrosive property that spread alarmingly quickly over what remained of the creature, which flew erratically in the dark space!

Grim and the others opened their eyes.

"That's it?" he wondered, a little disappointed.

Pherdanta on the other hand set her eyes on the other enemy who was hovering rapidly over the deck, another stream of fire building up in its palm.

"What is up with these things?" Allora said while trying her best to remain still. "What even are they?"

"Does it matter?" Grim asked with a bit of a furious tone just when a jet spray of flame rushed towards him. He dodged and sent an Aggrante which the mummy-like creature shockingly dodged while in the air, and summoned a wall of red fire that fell over the Unlimited who merely grunted, not seeing how this was worth his time.

He leaped up from the deck, soaring higher than the mummy figure, and made a gesture with his finger down at it.

However, before he fired, he noticed the mirror shards around him begin to rise rapidly, flocking high up into the distance.

"What?"

Right when he saw it, Pherdanta saw it, but both got the impression that perhaps they weren't seeing right.

The image was just absurd.

How could at least five thousand people, all living and panicking, suddenly appear out of nowhere, all falling from the dark space above – the sky of this Territory – plummeting towards a singular feminine figure standing on a mirror shard?!