Limitless The Strongest Revenant

Chapter 337: A Turkey Shoot? [2/2]

"Get away from me before I shoot you. I don't like to be touched by others."

"I understand, my lord," Will replied.

Phillip made a face of disgust before straightening up.

"Lady Minerva, my Lord Limitless. The command center has been set up and phase one of the operation is underway."

The gleam in Bella's eyes wiped away all the emotions from earlier. As if a switch had been flipped, the woman in front of us was now "Minerva", the tactician of Hellsend.

"Follow." My girl uttered one word as she walked towards this supposed command center. I could sense the overwhelming amount of information flowing to and from Bella's brain.

If I were to use my own technopathy signals, I would be like a typewriter that only hits one key at a time. Bella was like a mechanical keyboard in the hands of a stenographer.

Without needing anyone to guide her, we walked in silence. I kept quiet so that Bella could concentrate. She might look like she was doing nothing, but the sheer volume of digital signals meant that Minverva was talking to more than twenty people at once.

Eventually we reached a clearing. There was a lonely house with walls around it. The house itself was remodeled, but it looked similar to the very first zone I cleared as a Death Seeker.

And true enough, a Phantom with glasses approached us.

"Greetings! I see you have accomplished much since last week, John Smith."

"Patrick Steorra. Surprised to see our group in your zone."

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"Well, your harem made an offer I could not refuse. How you found such treasures shall remain a mystery for the ages."

The cool bastard then turned to Bella with a smile.

"That being said. It is good to see you again, Bella. Have you thought about..."

Faster than I could see, the 629 competitor manifested in Bella's hand as she shot Patrick in the thigh. The Phantom, unable to withstand the force of the .44 Magnum, dropped to his knees in pain.

"I am not playing games, Steorra. I belong only to my honey. Didn't the beating you got from Robyn and Jo tell you that you have no chance with any of the Sirens?"

This fucking bastard! So he was hitting on my women? MINE? Of ALL PEOPLE?

I felt people suddenly trying to hold both my arms as I moved to summon my weapons. But before I could even curse, Bella appeared in front of me and gave me an extremely lascivious kiss.

Unlike the one I had given her, she put her tongue in my mouth and let it wrap around my own. As if I was the only thing keeping her alive, she devoured me greedily.

Forgetting my anger, I lost myself in her sweet kiss. Unfortunately, she suddenly pulled away before I was satisfied. Bella then placed a finger on my mouth and whispered.

"Sunday."

Sunday. The day after this fucking Seeker war. I would end the Saviors, if only to reach my ultimate prize. Nothing would stand in my way of consummating my love for my harem.

Bella then aimed her revolver at Patrick's left thigh.

"I will say it again, Patrick Steorra. Stop trying to win us over from Limitless. The Sirens and I belong to him and him alone. Or do you want your wives to know about each other? Shall I tell them that you already have a third mistress?"

"Then what is the difference between us? Isn't he juggling seven of you right now? At least I only do it one at a time."

My girl then unloaded another round into his uninjured thigh.

"Ahhh! Stupid bitch!"

"My honey was a man about it from the start. You hid your relationships from each other like a burglar stealing from a house. He, on the other hand, told us all he loved us from the beginning. You two couldn't be more different."

Phillip then moved between Bella and Patrick as he handed the bleeding adulterer a {heal} tablet.

"Mr. Steorra. I would advise you to take heed. Remember, my lord is going to war with the Saviors tomorrow. If you do not stop this, he will murder you. The current arrangement would be most lucrative for you, so I suggest you stop and consider your future."

"Huff. Whatever. Just don't forget to honor the agreement," he retorted.

"I'll let you fondle my chest if I don't. But with my Kindred here, the odds of that ever happening are nil," Bella proclaimed with a smile.

Phillip and Wil escorted Patrick out of my sight.

Probably because of everything I had heard, I wanted to kill the bastard more than the Saviors. Bella quickly took my hand and pulled me towards the front of the house.

"Honey, we don't have time for losers. Besides, do you really think any of the Sirens would choose him over you?"

"I want to say yes. But I never saw myself as something great, Bella. I mean, I practically used up my luck for all my next lives just to meet all of you."

"Hehe. That is the biggest difference between you two, honey. You adore us and place us on a pedestal. Patrick on the other hand treats his women like consumables. You are miles better than anything he will ever be."

Not answering her right away, I decided to change the subject to something more productive.

"Bella, why are we in this zone? Aren't we supposed to be killing undead? Shouldn't we be answering a Dirge Siren or something?"

Mrs. Code dragged me all the way to the back of the house. There I saw the entire 2nd Amendment, all seven squads, armed and in position. It was a mixture of standing, kneeling, and prone on the ground.

To the left of the 2nd Amendment were Inari's kitchen and half of the ten graves. To the right was the other half, along with adventurers, Minverva's Wizards, and Freyja's Bulwark.

Every single firearm faced south. Ditches and walls lined the paths, seemingly designed to funnel enemies into a single area.

"A turkey shoot?"

"Yes, dear. That's how we better execute your plan. Rather than having each squad move around and clear zones on their own, we will have them stay in place and bring everything in here instead."

But how would we do that? A dirge siren basically sealed off a fallen zone. Only mercenaries could enter it. This was the loophole Robert used to try to assassinate Krishna.

Unless the dirge siren confirmed that everything was dead, no one else could enter the zone. This was what prevented the other professions from helping. But Bella already knew this, there must be a reason why we used a zone that had not fallen as a kill box.

It was then that I remembered Jasmine's feat from yesterday. She shot a bullet that traveled between zones. Using this principle, it would be possible to open a portal and lure the zombies from a sealed area to here.

The only problem would be whether the portal would last long enough for the undead to pass through. If this could be solved, we could bypass any sealed area and lure undead from anywhere.

That would maximize our kill ratio and speed up the work of the dismatling teams.

But how?

Before I could ask her, Bella raised her hand as she declared a {Program}. I had no knowledge of.

"[Beacon]."

Six portals opened in the distance.

Using [Eagle Eye], I scanned the portals and saw something unimaginable. Out of the six space corridors, my girls were all running like crazy. Each of them was carrying a {Honey Trap} Soulgear.

Behind them, were huge swarms of zombies, all of them coming out of the portals and rushing toward us like a tsunami. My girls overtook the zombie horde with smiling faces.

Then Bella turned to me, smiling.

"This is your moment, honey. Would you please do the honors?"