Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 1130: Stampede!

It was like an unreal blast of wind that somehow had a pair of large horns and a lively fit of rage attached to it.

Well, this was accurate. Replicus managed to glimpse the sight of the sudden assailant. It was a massive bull, nearly five meter tall and three meters wide, and built like a lumpy potato. It was ruby red in colour, with eyes and horns that mirrored the same hue, as though to

demonstrate its rage.

The beast had charged into Replicus after appearing from nowhere, the speed it had, along with the odd force of wind that accompanied it knocking the Null-living breath out of Replicus. The Progeny was sent blasting a thousand kilometers away after a deafening shockwave... and a splat from the bull exploding into a mess of blood!

With a great deal of damage - two holes and crushed bones - Replicus bore through a large mountain and six hills all the while ploughing through the sturdy, rough lands of Edagon before finally coming to a stop. He groaned.

The Null Devil King had got him.

Replicus felt as though his insides had turned to mush. That destructive power from the bull... He had felt it before, though it had not been quite as lethal.

\'So that\'s what knocked me when I had the Null Devil King stunned by Shock damage...\' Replicus thought as he forced himself to a stand. \'It was a physical creature. That explains why it exploded after it hit me.\'

Replicus didn\'t know what kind of power the Null Devil King was using (the guidance field wasn\'t particularly useful given that the King was leagues ahead of him power-wise), but he understood why twice now, these creatures he summoned were destroyed promptly after landing a hit.

It was because of his Empowered Trigger Build!

Initially, after using [Unbound] on his Endurance stat, Replicus\' body had become able to reflect physical damage below a certain threshold, sending it back to the user at seven times the intensity. Now, his amped physique could return the damage at a maximum of fifty times to an opponent, if it fell short of his physique\'s limits.

Because the bulls obviously had an atrocious amount of power behind them, they still dealt damage to Replicus, but some of that damage was reflected back, killing them instantly!

While that was a potentially significant positive, Replicus\' travel across a vast distance opened his eyes to a pressing concern he had had in mind.

Even now, as he was so far from the Null Devil King, he still felt that Static Limbo was active. Caxellac had covered a wider portion of Edagon than he had anticipated, freezing everything and making it harder still for Replicus to move at his best.

GRRRRUUUUUM!

The ground rumbled.

Replicus looked to where he had come streaking from.

The horizon turned dark.

A mass of black was swiftly approaching while making it seem as though the world was ending!

Tens of thousands of the ruby red bulls were charging towards him, a whipping gust so fierce that it shredded great rocks, hills and mountains with ease, warping around them!

Some of the bulls charged in the air, making a full sweep towards Replicus in a curved formation!

The Warmoth\'s Progeny frowned.

The enemies were moving at no less than the speed of light!

If Edagon wasn\'t at least ten times as sturdy as Feinheath and Opungale, it would have broken apart from just this stampede.

Replicus narrowed his curved eyes from which a soft yellow glow issued.

A string of Ju`wtte had been pouring from his finger all along, at its end, his arm which Caxellac had severed a moment ago attached. His phantoms had managed to retrieve it right when he was hit by the bull.

\'That bastard hasn\'t figured out my Flaw, has he?\' Replicus thought, a little concerned.

He then drew his arm to one of his hands and knocked it against his other upper arm which held the second Ju`wtta. Showers of Ju`wtte sprayed everywhere aggressively, and once more, the Warmoth\'s Progeny was whole, keenly prepared for the stampede no less than a kilometer away now!

In an instant, Replicus swiped across with all his might using the Warmoth\'s Spine, and the surroundings - which were by no means his target - cried, exploding and cutting themselves from just the force released by the Pseudo-Transcendent Fond Calamity!

A lengthy slash was sent forth towards the horde of enemies, visible as a soft, glowing, sharp line.

However, when it reached the first line of bellowing behemoths, the erect, lateral slash turned wobbly, like a string of spaghetti, and then shot upward towards the sky where it

ripped a ghastly tear in space!

...!!!

Replicus was more affronted than shocked.

What the hell had just happened?!

However, he didn\'t have the luxury of pondering.

He felt Caxellac zoom in behind him as though he had been travelling in an alternate dimension until this very second. The Null Devil King grinned, and using his Bastard Sword, which was finally back in his hand, he sent another keen slash of condensed Null Life Essence like before towards Replicus\' upper arm!

Again, Replicus\' arm went flying, but he didn\'t forget to retaliate.

His free arm shot forward, and with its determined hand twisting as though turning a large

knob...

"[Null Extraction]!"

...!!!

And indeed, it worked!

Caxellac was surprised when he felt his immense Null Life Essence reserves churn, his body then spinning in place violently!

At the same time, another one of Replicus\' phantoms called forth mana and activated [Null Life Demesne] - a greater version of [Null Life Aura] - conjuring a field of stable Null Life Essence that did as Replicus had hoped; to struggle against Caxellac\'s Static Limbo!

Replicus felt a small safe zone of roughly three meters in radius around him where his hundredfold empowered speed from the Fallen Reincarnator\'s Shadow finally returned! However, just as he revelled in the feeling...

The spinning Null Devil King sent a flurry of glowing, blue slashes zipping out at random, hoping to catch Replicus with at least one of them!

Because of the freedom, however, Replicus managed to react promptly.

Using Spatial Lightning, he teleported himself far away from both the charge of the bulls and Caxellac without forgetting to retrieve his severed arm which held tight the Fallen

Reincarnator\'s Shadow!

Right as he landed, though, the Warmoth\'s Progeny soon found that there was no easy escape,

because the large bulls materialised all around him in a great oval formation, shredding

winds hissing all around them!

They all charged angrily, closing on his location with bellows of triumph!