Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

'Well, sure! I'm happy to do that for you!'

Atlan immediately started backing out even before he heard their conversation.

"I don't know what they're talking about, but I'm pretty sure they want to kill you."

"Thanks for the reminder."

Atlan immediately darted out of the cottage, kicking past strewn dirty clothes on the floor. He even pulled the chairs out of the table and pulled them behind him in the hopes that it would prevent the Happy puppet from chasing him.

"What's our next plan?"

"Now that the White Canzer has the Happy puppet by its side, we no longer have the advantage. We have to go and lure the White Canzer back to Ninth and the team."Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"After all this, we're just going back to where we came from?"

Atlan didn't go through all that trouble with the Huntsman just so that he'd end up going back for help. He embarked on this mission so that he'd finally contribute to the fight instead of being in Ninth's protection all the time.

"Unless you have a way to defeat that Happy puppet, then I don't have any way for us to deal with that White Canzer.

And if you show any kind of threat towards her, you can be sure that the Happy puppet won't be 'happy' anymore and start on its murderous rampage to catch you."

"Do you know its weaknesses? Is it afraid of a pig's heart this time?"

"Its weakness is a swift punch in the head. That's it. You just need to be stronger than the puppet. Can you do that to a Specialist-level puppet?"

Atlan stayed silent. Even though he couldn't fight the puppet with his powers, he thought could still use his wits and intellect to deal with them. Unfortunately, this wasn't one of those cases.

'Where are you going? I'm going to make you happy!'

The White Canzer burst out of the cottage door with a huge smile on its face. Behind it was the White Canzer stroking its head like a mother does to her child.

It opened its mouth and flashed its smile toward Atlan, creating a crescent beam.

He dove forward, barely dodging the attack. He was thankful that he got all the practice from the Huntsman's lightning-speed arrows. In comparison to that, this beam was as slow as a snail.

BOING!

The beam hit one of the trees and infected it with the joy virus. It grew a wide smile on its trunk and pulled its roots out of the ground.

It swung one of its branches towards him. Atlan used his hand to deflect it away.

Surprisingly enough, the tree's branch broke off its main body once it collided with Atlan's arms.

Now that he was confident with overloading his False Mutation, Atlan could control his battle suit a lot easier, which meant that his jog was a lot faster than before, and he could finally use its tremendous weight to his advantage.

Atlan didn't linger and sidestepped away from the infected tree and continued running for his life.

'Don't let him run away, Aitch! He's here to kill me."

The happy puppet flashed a very uncharacteristic frown.

'I don't like that. That does not make anyone happy! GRARGH!'

It roared to the skies, sending a large shockwave around the whole dark forest.

Atlan felt the ground tremble underneath him, but he didn't mind it. He focused solely on getting as far away from the two monsters as possible.

But as he lightly skipped past a muddy puddle, the soil suddenly grew a smile on its face and swallowed his foot whole.

He almost tripped. Thankfully, his SSS class Physique allowed him to keep his balance.

"You want the full weight of my battle suit? Then eat it!"

Atlan released his False Mutation for a second, letting his battle suit return to its normal weight of thousands of tons.

The animated soil choked on his battle suit, destroying its mouth entirely.

Once it was dead, it melted out and revealed a small crater beneath his feet.

Now that he was free, he continued to run away.

Unfortunately, that one distraction allowed the Happy puppet and the White Canzer to catch up to him. They were already behind him, just mere meters away from catching him with their chitinous hands.

'I'm not happy! Make me happy!'

The whole dark forest trembled as everything around Atlan started to shake. He watched as the trees grew wretched smiles on their trunks, the shrubberies on the ground grew happy eyes that glared at him, and even the large boulders combined like a magnet to create a golem blocking him from advancing any further.

The golem, standing 40 feet tall and 10 feet wide, looked down at Atlan with a smile on its face. Find your next read on empire

Just one small step from this creature and Atlan would be buried in the soil.

He used a combination of his Physique LifeSkill and the battle suit's weight to punch the large golem's feet.

Thankfully, the stone shattered upon impact, creating an imbalance in the creature.

Atlan used this time to try and escape.

Unfortunately, the golem soon used the other pieces of stone on the ground to repair itself.

He immediately ducked out of the way as thousands of tiny pebbles shot from the ground and toward the golem.

The only reason he avoided that was because he heard an incessant high-pitched voice from each of those pebbles wanting to be 'happy'.

Atlan kicked the ground and tried to run, but he ended up face-to-face with ten more animated trees. Each one had their spiky crown aimed from above and ready to tear him into pieces.

And to make matters worse, their roots slivered from underground and wrapped themselves around his foot, giving him no way to escape.

The roots made their way up and wrapped his whole body, preventing him from even moving a single inch.

"Uh…Carmine? Any help here?"

"...."

Carmine and his team of Operators back at the Emergency Meeting room were too busy shouting at each other. They couldn't think of any way to try and save the Star Porter from certain doom.