Limitless The Strongest Revenant

The video then ended to show a live tally of the pools. A green pot showed the bets made for me and a red one was for the bets made for the Saviors. The numbers reflected considerable amounts. My pot already had over a million souls.

However, the Saviors' pot had over 10 million. The time values were calculated in real time.

[Time until Battle Harem joins the war: 2 hours, 7 minutes, 5 seconds].

Originally, I was annoyed by all this. But wasn't it a good thing? I agonized over whether or not to let the Sirens join, but isn't this basically keeping them safe? And the best part was that I wasn't the one to blame!

This way, only I had to fight all those bastards. But why the hell would David go through all that? The Seeker War was because of Robert Acwellan and me. While the other Saviors were assholes too, it started with us.

Phillip, Zach and even Rolland asked me to back off. According to Xander, he also asked Robert to drop the matter. David Thomas, on the other hand, was practically cheering for this war.

'His words seem to be trying to show that the Americans shouldn't be underestimated. Was that bastard using me as a show of force?'

I remembered things that seemed to support this idea as I tried to look at things from this angle.

"As you wish. I gathered you all here to discuss the rewards for the enlistment. The nine of you are considered the elites who passed. For your performances you will be getting additional rewards. Apart from your group the rest has such pitiful performances I wouldn't even use them as porters."

"Amari and Mia being descendants and sponsored are no surprise, but I am beside myself that hardly anyone from the Alphabet, Meta and Tesla groups passed. The ones that survived were only able to so by hiding among the corpses of their allies. What a pathetic showing. And it had to happen when the enlistment was in my domain."

Even when I was berated for killing Reapers, David was ashamed of the overall performance of the battlefront. Even though there were a lot of Reapers still alive after we killed the Brute, when the Stalker showed up, it murdered a lot of the survivors.

'I mean, knowing what I know now. Pitting Wraiths against a D-rank undead Stalker was complete bullshit to begin with.'

But the dots I connected didn't end there. In fact, together they showed a storm in the process of forming.

"Li Wudi does not take kindly to deserters. He gave us an ultimatum. 'Send them back or kill them.' If we don't he will Invade North America. What would you have done? Would you risk antagonizing a Revenant and bring war to our land all for a bunch of Pajeets?"

"No but…"

On

"Do you have any idea how many reapers Asia has? How many of ours would die if that Chink decided to invade us? We cannot fight a war on three fonts! David already has his hands full with the Neophiliac bastard from South America on top of the undead."

The Revenants were never at peace, they merely suspended hostilities for the greater good. But...

"David broke the armistice of the seven battlefronts. As the manifested are used to defend against Hellsgate, the Revenants seek to arm the Formless as quickly as possible."

"To do what exactly?"

"What else, to assault the other battlefronts. With your rise, the flames of war have been lit ablaze John Smith. The Formless will rapidly increase in power, and they will cause the battlefronts to experience floor breaks. Hastening the apocalypse."

'FUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKK,' I couldn't help but scream in my mind.

It seemed that David was deliberately using my Seeker War as a warning. Probably to let the other battlefronts know how powerful I was. Besides, while he hated my multiple romantic relationships, he approved of me.

'Come to think of it, he called me son-in-law throughout the video.'

He was practically telling all of Hellsgate that I was related to him. Of course, even in medieval times, blood was the best way to strengthen alliances. Being seen as family, everyone would be led to believe that my power belonged to David.

'Not just me, but my harem and my armies.'

Besides the fact that he could have a proxy match with the other Revenants, the prize was good for him. If all six other Revenants agreed, it meant that Floor 24 of the entire world would belong to North America.

Throughout history, controlling the routes between places has been a key tactic in both trade and war. Tariffs, blockades, taxes, you name it. Having an American floor between their supply lines meant that all other Revenants would have to play nice or risk having their forces isolated beyond the 24th floor.

'Sneaky bastard,' I grumbled.

[Sabel: Father, what do we do?]

[Henry: Father, please reconsider and allow the 2nd Amendment to join you.]

'I am fine. This may sound complicated, but it really isn't. I joined this Seeker war for my own sake. I will destroy the Saviors or die trying.'

[Sabel | Henry: ...]

'What? Do you want to say something?'

[Sabel: Father, I apologize for being blunt, but you are being foolish. There is no merit or reason for the decisions father has made.]

[Henry: I agree, Father. Your forces will ensure your survival, but you choose to die alone. My logic unit cannot understand the purpose of your intentions.]

'Reason huh?'

I guess while I prided myself on being logical, there were times when I wasn't. But people were emotional beings. Something that no amount of computer processing could understand.

'Then watch me, my children. Instead of telling you, learn all you can tomorrow.'

[Sabel | Henry: Yes, Father.]

Feeling the gravity of the situation, I tried to get off the bed slowly. The problem with round beds was that to get to the other side you had to pass all the other sleeping people.

'Oh, right. Sabel, has your mother or the Siren's seen David's broadcast yet?'

[Sabel: They have not yet, father. The video was posted less than two hours ago. Mother rested from cyberspace before that.]

[Henry: Oh? She did? I thought she was still awake.]

Ignoring Henry's chatter, I moved to the edge of the bed. I was wearing only my shirt and a pair of boxers. The panties I had used to relieve myself were nowhere to be found.

'Someone must have seen them and either washed them or burned them. How embarrassing.'

With smooth movements I crossed the bed and passed the sirens. It was a blessing that they didn't try to hug me like Jas and Liv had earlier.

They were spread out in a circle with me in the middle.

As I was about to leave the edge of the bed, I felt a shiver run down my spine. When I turned around, I saw that all the Sirens had opened their eyes with sharp stares.

They didn't look like they just woke up. Every one of them looked ready to pounce on me.

"Fuck."

It was unnerving to have all those eyes staring at you. Especially when those faces were devoid of warmth. All seven of my girls opened their mouths and uttered the same words.

"Love." "Dear." "Possum." "Darling." "Honey." "Husband." "Anata."

"Where are you going?"x7

"Um. To the toilet?"