Fairy Tail: Shinigami - Chapter 296: Adam Vs Schutzstaffel - Part 3

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[Adam C. POV.]

Releasing my Shikai, I moved forward, ignoring Lille’s and Gerard’s efforts to get in my way, before cutting Pernida down into several pieces, using Hado #33. Sokatsui to burn his remains to ashes. Then, as Gerard was moved to engage once more, I parried his initial attack, cutting right through his blade, slicing him in two, then four, then eight, then sixteen pieces, before warping the space around, obliterating his remains as well into an explosion of blood.

“You’re next,” I smiled, turning my gaze towards Lille, who, before could do anything, was already impaled by my blade, right through his crosshair tattoo. “Your fault for painting a mark.” I added, before decapitating him, in a single motion.

“Holy crap,” Askin muttered, in a mix of awe and terror so… vivid, I almost believed him.

“So I didn’t kill them huh,” I chuckled, letting out of a sigh. “I figured as much.”

Just as I said this, the shadow of Pernida loomed above me, as he descended towards me, trying to attack me, his body almost completely reformed and contorted into an amorphous blob, twitching in a frenetic disarray, that displayed clear anger.

On his side, the particles of Gerard’s scattered essence began to coalesce once more, the air itself thickening as he forged his existence from sheer willpower, a fucking miracle indeed.

And last but not least, Lille Barro’s, headless though he was, stood erect, his head regrowing from the strange light that seemed to emanate out of his neck.

“Do you also regenerate like them?” I asked Askin.

Askin, still clutching the distance between us with that peculiarly cautionary air, offered a grin that was all teeth and no humor. “Well, I wouldn’t say regenerate,” he drawled, his voice heavy with caution and something almost like respect. “But surviving’s kinda my thing.”

Surviving… I wonder what he means exactly.

I guess I will find out soon enough. In the meantime, how to deal with these three?

I’m starting to think using my Bankai might be the way to go… but I really want to avoid using it before Yhwach, I have a few new tricks I want to keep hidden from him before the time comes, can’t be revealing all my cards just yet.

But the problem still remained… the longer I took dealing with them, the more time Yhwach had to complete his plan, and that… wasn’t something I wanted.

I suppose I could use them as a workout.

“You won’t be able to do anything, unless you use your Bankai,” Lille Barro taunted, his voice now fully restored as his head finished regenerating. His eyes locked onto mine with an assurance that was annoying. “You know it’s true.”

I tilted my head slightly, allowing myself a smirk. “Maybe,” I said, acknowledging the possibility with a nonchalant indifference. “Or maybe I’ve been holding back all this time.” With a grin, I stopped holding my power back to a level others could feel, releasing my power with a surge of reiatsu.

“I can’t feel your spiritual pressure anymore…” Gerard murmured in confusion. “Oh well, it doesn’t matter.”

“I wonder… if a miracle happens, over and over again, is it still a miracle?” I asked, cutting him in half once again. “I guess we will find out, won’t we?”

Lille Barro’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second, the only sign of his composure cracking before he recovered, the smirk returning as if chiseled in stone. “Interesting theory,” he replied, unfazed as Gerard began piecing himself back together behind him. “But a miracle by any other frequency is still divine, something you will never understand.”

At this, Lille took a shot, to which I took the opportunity to test how… unblockable his attacks truly were, bending the space between us, to see if I could redirect his attack. Alas… it seemed they were pretty much impossible to block, seeing that despite bending space… his shot had pierced my chest as if nothing had stood on its way.

“You can’t block my power. The X-Axis,” Lille said with an almost pitying shake of his head. “It’s the ultimate weapon, a divine privilege granted to me, as executioner of our God.”

Blood trickled down from my chest as a soft chuckle escaped my lips. “Good for you.”

Out of everyone here, he was the only one that could actually harm me… if I let him, of course. Gerard, Askin and Pernida couldn’t pierce my spatial defenses, meaning they couldn’t harm me, even if I stood still in front of them, but him… I had to dodge.

“Kill…. you!” Pernida screeched, its twisted form expanding and contracting grotesquely as it launched its nerve-like fibers towards me. I let them hit my spatial barrier, as Gerard now fully reformed, loomed over us, a few inches taller.

I turned my attention to Pernida momentarily, watching with clinical detachment as the nerves attempted to penetrate the distortion surrounding me, only to disintegrate upon contact. What a disgusting ability…

“Well… time to chop and chop… until you can’t stand up anymore,” I replied, moving forward, this time, towards Askin who had been observing from a safe distance, so far. As amusing as he was, his time had come.

“Vollständig! Hasshein!” Askin shouted, as he jumped back, a pair of wings unfurling behind him with a radiant purple glow that illuminated the battlefield, increasing his spiritual pressure significantly. “Oh, you’re coming for me now? That’s rather flattering, but I think you’ll find that I’m not as easy to deal with as you might assume, I’m a coward alright, but one that is very hard to kill.”

If I had to guess… this was probably the equivalent of a Quincy Bankai, meaning the other three had yet to show all their power.

“Gift Bereich!” Askin declared as the air around us warped into a purple dome, encapsulating the space where we stood for miles around. Immediately, the very atmosphere within it turned toxic; every breath hurt… quite a lot.

I could feel the poison creeping through my veins.

“You’ll be glad to know, you took me far away enough so that this… doesn’t trap others,” Askin continued with a smirk, his confidence bordering on arrogance as he watched me. “But now, trapped in here with me, you’ll die of my Gift Ball Deluxe. Slowly, painfully… it’s quite the honor, actually.”

I staggered, an act that seemed to visibly excite Askin. “Gotcha.” At this, I started cracking my neck.

“You… are unaffected?” Askin faltered, the certainty in his voice melting into disbelief. “But how? No living thing can withstand my Gift Bereich!”

“Living thing,” I interjected coldly, meeting his gaze with a predatory smirk. “Therein lies your miscalculation.” My body was poisoned alright, but I had ceased all functions of it, leaving nothing but spiritual pressure, making his poison, useless… in short, I was puppeteering my own body through Zanryuzuki.

I might see a decrease in performance, but I estimated that at much my efficiency would drop around a fifteen percent or so, not enough to give them an edge.

As Askin watched, his face twisted with apprehension, clearly having expected the poison of his Gift Bereich to cripple me, to bring a slow and tortuous end to me, I simply smiled, walking towards him, like nothing had happened.

“You’re bluffing,” Askin muttered, taking a single step back, trying to distance himself from me. But my blade was faster, slicing through his neck and spraying blood across the ground.

“Survive that,” I raised my boot and slammed it down on his severed head, crushing his head beneath my heel with a resounding pop echoed across the place, as his skull shattered and brains splattered onto the ground. “If you ask me, he didn’t seem pretty good at surviving… but who am I to judge?”

“As…kin!” Pernidas hissed out.

It seems that… out of the four of them, he was the easiest to kill, but just to make sure, let me destroy his body. Wasting no time, I stabbed his body with Zanryuzuki, creating a miniature black hole, consuming his flesh and bone, leaving no trace of his existence behind, as if he had never been there at all.

“So, who’s next?” I turned with deliberate slowness, my eyes sweeping over the remaining figures.