Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Just when all seemed lost, his battle suit finally came through.

"Hello, hello? Can you hear me?"

Ninth recognized that voice. It's not as annoying as it was in real life, but it was the same voice nonetheless.

"Carmine, is that you?"

"Thank the gods! Yes, it's me."

Ninth suddenly turned around and hit Atlan's chest, specifically the camera installed above his stomach.

"Hey! Be careful with that or I'll make you pay for the materials yourself!"

"What took you so long?! We've been dying out here!"

Ninth's outburst was completely understandable. She and her whole team spent the entire fight on the defense. They could do nothing but stand there and take the Canzers' attacks and lose a lot of SoulTime in the process.

She was the only one in her team still standing and it was all because of Carmine and his incompetence. He should have helped them by now and not let the situation get so bad.

Carmine told Atlan that the battle suit was equipped with a camera and a mic that transmitted everything that he saw in the Remedium to the real world. Carmine and his team of Operators could see everything unfolding in real-time.

However, the camera had been silent for so long that Atlan even forgot that there was a camera in his battle suit.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Sorry, there have been a lot of technical difficulties on our part. We underestimated the disturbance in the Remedium and we had to recalibrate our equipment for an entire day! With how much we've been scolded by the Elder Heads, you don't know the kind of hell we've been through these past few hours, and frankly, I don't appreciate your tone!"

Atlan directed the camera towards the six Canzers in front of them, each of them glowing with different lights as they activated their powers. He also showed them how the Mage, the Sniper, the Mesmer, and the Scout, couldn't even stand up straight from all the injuries they sustained.

"…hmmm…I see. I stand corrected. You guys have it rougher."

"Never mind that," Atlan said in a hurry. "Can you tell me how we can kill these Canzers? Because they sure as hell know how to kill us!"

Back in the real world, Carmine, his team of Specialist Operators, and the Elder Heads, all looked at a holographic screen projected on a wall in the Emergency Meeting room. It showed the dire situation the Vanguard team was in.

The Operators zoomed in on the still picture of the six Canzers all lined up in front of Atlan. They frantically consulted between books and scrolls as they tried to figure out what kind of Canzers they were dealing with.

The fact that there were six of them might look like it was a hard task, but it actually made things easier. After all, there were only a very few groups of Canzers that manifested as different Canzers each having specific powers.

Not only that, they also had a support team of Operators surveying the scene on the main roads of the Church. They would learn a lot about a Canzer based on the Symptoms they showed in the real world. The bigger the Symptom, the easier it was to identify. Fortunately, these Canzers were powerful enough to show a distinct Symptom.

"What are the reports on our ground team?"

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A few blue battle-suited Saviors slowly walked on a cobblestone road. This was supposed to be the asphalt main road towards the Church, but because of the Symptoms, it changed into an old-timey cobblestone road back when horses and carriages were the norm.

Instead of seeing the signature tall towers and skyscraper architecture of Genesis City, all they saw around them were wooden huts equipped with wells and hay bales.

In the distance, the gothic Church had turned into a magnificent castle that towered over everything.

Even though they wore protective helmets around their heads, they still heard the distinct sound of orchestral music playing in their ears. Its lush melodies and rich harmonies created a magical and almost whimsical atmosphere that tied the whole thing together. It was as if there was a bard playing right by their ears.

"Carmine? Come, in Carmine," said one of the Operators on his radio.

"What did you find out," Carmine asked.

"It's bad…"

The Operator told everything they saw in the Symptoms without missing anything.

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"You all heard that. What do you think?" Carmine asked his team of Operators in the Emergency Meeting room.

The whole team was silent. It wasn't because they didn't know what kind of Canzer they were dealing with, but because they knew it precisely. Carmine knew it too, he just didn't want to admit it. He wanted his team to say a different Canzer so that it would have been easier to deal with.

Seeing that they weren't coming up with anything, Carmine pushed the button and communicated with Atlan.

"How many Canzers are you facing right now?"

"There's six of them in front of us," Atlan's robotic voice transmitted over the speaker.

And for a brief second, Carmine was a little bit relieved with what he heard. There was a slight chance that their diagnosis of the Symptom was wrong and it was actually a different monster. After all, the Canzer they were dealing with was supposed to have more than six Canzers. It was exactly—

"But we killed one earlier. It also had the same face and clothes as the others. So, in total—-"

"It was seven. Seven damned Canzers. Damn!" Carmine punched the table.

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Atlan heard Carmine's words and felt his frustration even in the Remedium.

"What's wrong? Can't I use my battle suit to create a construct that kills them?"

Atlan thought that Carmine would tell him some kind of code that he could input into his battle suit that would magically kill all six Canzers. But it seemed he was living in a fantasy. Killing Specialist Canzers wasn't that easy.

"You can't kill these six Canzers with a construct."

"Then we just have to kill them normally?"

"No. Killing them won't solve anything."

"Why?"

Carmine took a second of pause. "Because they're just puppets."