Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Although it was a hard decision for others, Atlan, found it to be the most logical course of action. Since he could hear the conversations of the Canzers, he knew that the Big Nose sneezing Canzer didn't plan its sneezes ahead of time. It showed no aggressiveness against the humans, at least for now.

However, the bearded Canzer named 'Gee' was actively trying to attack them. It was practically fuming. And now that it was permitted to attack, then Atlan did not doubt that it was only a matter of seconds until it did.

Compared to the sneezer, choosing to defend against the angry 'Gee' was a no-brainer.

Atlan was frustrated that they couldn't hear what he heard. He could have also told them about his ability to understand the Canzer's language, but that in and of itself would open a can of worms. Not to mention the fact that they might not even believe him, the trouble would come if they did.

They'd no doubt ask a lot of questions as to how he acquired that skill. He had no intention of revealing his grim reaper powers as of now.

Atlan had to find another way to convince them. He could see from Ninth's expression that she was slowly leaning towards going with the Tank's suggestion. It was the most logical decision. The fact that she was still considering Atlan's suggestion was a sign that she trusted him a lot. Any other would have dismissed his words entirely.

"I'm sorry, Atlan but—"

Just as she was about to say something, Atlan suddenly jumped up and pointed at the bearded Canzer.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Look!"

Everyone turned to look at the Canzer, including the main Tank. Their faces were full of cautiousness. They immediately put their guards up and prepared themselves for the upcoming attack.

But after a few moments, nothing happened. The bearded Canzer stayed in its place without doing anything suspicious.

Atlan lied.

The Tank almost shouted out in anger. Although Atlan was a novice, the Tank didn't think that he would be such a liability on the mission. This was sabotage, plain and simple. This little stunt of his could have cost them the entire mission.

It was already hard fighting a Canzer, but it got even harder when there was an internal weakness inside the team.

The Tank wanted to shout to Atlan, Shut up, don't do anything stupid, that's the least you can do.

But just as he was about to turn around and face the Big Nose Canzer instead, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eyes.

The bearded Canzer suddenly appeared in front of the Tank. Its face was contorted into one like that of a red demon whose only expression was anger and fury. Behind it were a thousand arms, each one had their chitinous fingers spread apart.

The Canzer reared its arms back and then pushed its palms towards the Tank with the force of a thousand arms altogether.

The Tank's hair stood on end. With his instinct and reaction time as an experienced Specialist Tank, he was able to create a half-hearted wall of defense in front of him right at the very last second.

As soon as the Canzer's palms hit the semi-transparent wall, it immediately burst through without much resistance.

CRACK

Its thunderous palms hit the Tank's body. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, showing only the whites. The Canzer's hands were as big as his body, letting the Tank's entire being feel the full brunt of the force.

The Tank's body collided against the forest of dead trees, but none of them could break his momentum.

He would have continued to fly through the Remedium and be engulfed in the heavy fog around the forest. Once he was gone, he would either be lost in it forever or be swallowed by the hostile environment.

But thankfully, the wall he conjured at the last second helped him weaken the blow. He slowly opened up his eyes in mid-air and ignored the pain in his broken ribs. He activated his LifeSkill and created a brick wall a few meters behind him.

As he collided with the wall, it bent itself backward and cushioned his landing.

"Argh," he groaned as he straightened his back. He landed on the floor, stumbling forward until he kneeled on the ground.

BLEURGH

He vomited blood. He looked at his Soul System and saw that he lost 900 years of SoulTime from that!

He slowly looked up, with blood pouring from his forehead and staining his vision.

Even still, he couldn't help but look at the black battle suited porter in the distance.

He was only able to awaken himself and stop his momentum because of that wall he created at the last second. This meant that if he hadn't been facing the bearded Canzer and had his back turned against it like he originally planned, then he would have been caught unprepared. He would probably get lost in the fog and unable to help the team.

If Atlan hadn't pointed their attention towards the bearded Canzer, the Tank would have been knocked out of the fight. And without him, the team would have been fighting against the six Canzers at a total disadvantage.

Atlan saved them from a total disaster, but they weren't out of trouble yet.

Even if he wasn't knocked out, the Tank was still out of position. It would take him a couple of seconds at the least to run up and rejoin the team's formation.

If the Tank had listened to the 'newbie' Porter in the first place, then he would have been able to properly defend against the bearded Canzer's surprise attack. He wouldn't have been thrown out and would have probably turned the fight around.

They could have turned the situation on its head and planned a counterattack if they had just listened to the Porter.

The Tank admonished himself for being prideful. He shouldn't have dismissed the Porter's words just because he was a newbie.

But hindsight was 20/20. It was no use crying over spilled milk.

The Tank ran back as fast as he could. Without him, the team was vulnerable to all attacks.