Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

'Why?! He doesn't even understand you! Why are you targeting a fellow being like me? Aren't we the mortal enemies of humanity? Shouldn't we bring our hands together and kill all the humans that invade our land?'

The White Canzer's pleading fell on deaf ears. No matter how much she begged the Huntsman, it heartlessly shot countless arrows from beyond the fog that targeted her heart at pinpoint accuracy.

The only reason she was still alive was because the Happy Puppet was capable enough to defend against the attacks.

However, one of the arrows was able to shoot past the Happy Puppet's defense and was able to scrape past the White Canzer's shoulders.

'Ahh!'

she screamed as violet blood dripped down her arm. This was the first time she'd seen herself bleed.

'My chitin! My beautiful chitin! Look at how you've ruined my chitin. Why must you be so cruel, oh Huntsman!'

The White Canzer was a fragile creature. For all the cruelty and crimes it inflicted upon other people, the moment it got a small little cut on its chitin, it considered this as a crime against the universe itself.

'What is happening?! I can't…I can't feel happiness!'

It was hard-encoded into the Happy puppet's main consciousness that it should always prioritize its creator's life and health. However, it had already gained its own emotions and desires—the desire to save its brothers from certain doom. But the moment the White Canzer got injured, its original coding took control back of its emotions and created a major conflict in its consciousness.

It was a moment of fragility that the Huntsman exploited for his gain.

He shot arrows consecutively, targeting the gaps where the Happy puppet could not protect the White Canzer.

And no matter how much the puppet flashed its infective smile, it could not turn the arrows into its animated creature. The crescent beam simply bounced off the arrow and dissipated in the air.

The Huntsman was completely stronger than the Happy Puppet by a long shot. There was no way that a single puppet could take control of his arrows so easily, especially since the Huntsman wasn't holding out its strength; it was going to kill the White Canzer even if it had to kill a thousand puppets in the meantime.

'You are a wretched liar. I regret the very day I met you.'

The White Canzer looked around the fog in the hopes that it could see the Huntsman. Unfortunately, everything was shrouded in a fog.

'Come on. I'm not so bad as to warrant death, right? You've been brainwashed by the Queen.'

'Lies, lies, lies!'

screamed the Huntsman.

'I don't know how you did it, but you were somehow able to trick me once upon a time. But it won't happen ever again. Your lies are nothing but garbage that I must take out.'

The Huntsman fired another arrow. This one was empowered with some dark power, evidenced by the black light that surrounded the tip. It was able to slip past space itself and arrive at a different location altogether.

When it pierced back into reality, it was already just a few meters away from the White Canzer.

Just as it was about to pierce its left chest, directly aimed at her heart, the White Canzer's body shimmered and suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

After just a fraction of a second, the Happy puppet appeared from where she left.

The arrow could not adjust its trajectory because of its momentum and it pierced through the Happy puppet's shoulder. The power of space tore through its body, consuming everything in its path like a black hole.

The puppet had to pluck the arrow out of its body before it consumed its whole arm.

'Damn it! Huntsman, stop this now!'

Meanwhile, Atlan heard a whisper from his battle suit.

"Atlan. The White Canzer's trump card is that she can switch places with her puppet three times. Since it already used this ability once, it can only use it two more times before it goes on cooldown.

That is your chance. If you see an opportunity, you can ambush the White Canzer and put the poisoned apple in its mouth."

It was a good plan, but Atlan refused.

"No. If I do that, the Huntsman will kill me."

"There's no guarantee that it wouldn't kill you if you don't!"

Carmine couldn't understand the Canzers' words, so he didn't understand that the Huntsman was out for revenge. If Atlan moved and killed the White Canzer before the Huntsman could do it, then it might get angry at Atlan for stealing his kill.

Also, he heard from the Huntsman himself that he was spared.

The Huntsman wouldn't have lied because it didn't know that Atlan could even understand its words. There was no point in lying.

So, all Atlan had to do was sit on the sidelines and wait until the Huntsman killed the White Canzer.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I'm just saying. If you see an opportunity, take it. It's better to get ahead of these Canzers rather than catch up to them."

WHIZZ!

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Another arrow whizzed past the White Canzer, and this time, it had a brown-colored tip.

The White Canzer suddenly felt a constricting feeling in its feet. It looked down and saw the ground swallowing her chitinous toes like quicksand. She couldn't move.

The brown-tipped arrow was filled with the energy of the Earth and was able to bind its target in one single location.

Unless the White Canzer could destroy the stone with her hands, she could not get away from the arrow that aimed straight down her chest.

She immediately used her ability again and switched places with the Happy puppet.

But when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a volley of thunderous arrows numbering in the hundreds that targeted her whole body.

It was a trap!

She gritted her teeth and used her ability again, switching places with her puppet one last time.

She teleported back to her original location, with the brown-tipped arrow piercing through her leg.

Meanwhile, hundreds of thunderous arrows pierce through the Happy puppet's body, turning its chitinous body into mere burnt ashes and flesh.