Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

As the explosion died down, the metal cage that once housed the monster was completely blown to bits. There was nothing but small metal bits sticking out of the ground, with the tops of it completely melted.

SQUEEE!

Unfortunately, it seemed that the rat monster survived the explosion. Its thick fur allowed it to remain virtually unharmed, albeit a little bit balder than it used to be.

This monster seemed to be another puppet made by the creature in the castle. After all, it was at the same level as a Specialist-level Canzer.

Even though Atlan wasn't a Specialist Savior as of yet, he didn't worry too much. After all, he had three puppets just one realm below that, and he could resummon them any time that he wanted whenever they died.

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The rat monster smiled as it looked at its three prey. This room was pretty small compared to the rat, but that meant that there was no running away from it as well.

Its whiskers squirmed before it suddenly charged towards the Huntsman. It immediately wanted revenge for that explosive arrow that burned most of its fur.

But before it could even get close, a gray cloud suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slowly enveloped the room. The rat, who was once confident about killing the creatures that dared to invade its territory, was now looking warily at its surroundings. Somehow, it couldn't see anything beyond itself. It couldn't even smell the invaders anymore.

And before it could get the lay of the land, another arrow shot through the smoke and hit the rat directly in the shoulders.

Then, another explosion occurred, taking more of the rat's fur as the Apocalyptic Hellfire LifeSkill consumed it like a ravenous beast.

The rat monster gritted its teeth and immediately rushed toward the direction where the arrow came from.

But instead of seeing the Huntsman in its field of view, the rat was taken aback when it suddenly crashed into the wall face first, almost breaking one of its canine teeth.

And before it could gather its senses, the Prince, with his full metal armor, raised his arm and punched the rat monster's behind, further pushing it into the wall. The thick brick wall had a rat-face-shaped hole in the wall.

The Prince displayed the full might of the LifeSkill: Beastly Thrash. It allowed him to achieve strength almost parallel to the original Beast.

BRAGSHH!

The rat monster wriggled itself out of the wall.

And just as the Prince was about to leave, the rat's tail suddenly wiggled towards his legs and caught it like a snake. The rat's tail showed considerable constricting strength, disallowing the Prince to get away safely.

The rat turned around and quickly lunged towards the Prince, intending to rip in half with its sharp canines.

But a timely arrow from the Huntsman misdirected the rat's head, only taking the Prince's left hand. And while the rat was busy putting out the bluish-green fire around its face, the Prince got away safely to the fog, obscuring him.

SQUEE!

This annoyed the rat monster greatly. It knew that it could fight all four of them simultaneously, and it would win that fight every single time. However, they weren't fighting it fairly. They were using underhanded tactics, doing hit-and-runs before it could even react.

This was all thanks to Atlan and his clear overview of the entire battlefield. While his humanoid puppets attacked the rat monster, he stayed behind and used his Thermal Vision to see everything in the fog. He gave that information to his puppets telepathically, effectively giving them sight in the endless fog.

He was like a commander.

The Huntsman and the Prince continued the back-and-forth attacks on the rat monster.

The Prince would attack and annoy the rat from behind, while the Huntsman would take shots whenever it was distracted.

And since the rat was still a Specialist-level puppet, it was still able to do some damage to the Prince a couple of times.

Thankfully, the Prince was able to regenerate his body parts easily and without any consequences. As long as Atlan was there, he could continue to repair them for as long as he wanted.

After a while, the beastly and savage appearance of the rat monster was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was now cowering in the fog, with cuts and injuries all over its body.

The more injured it got, the easier the puppets could attack it.

In the end, its tiny little feet could no longer hold itself up anymore.

It fell to the ground, but its eyes were still filled with fire. It wasn't dead yet.

Even though it looked like it was at its last leg, the rat monster still had enough energy for one last lunge. If the Prince appeared for another time, the rat would use that chance to deal with a deadly attack.

Slowly, the fog made its way as a person walked towards the rat monster.

But instead of seeing the Prince with his full metal armor, the rat monster laid eyes on a particularly small figure.

It was the White Beauty. Somehow, her human beauty transcended multiple dimensions and made the rat monster ogle at her for a few seconds.

Even though it was planning on attacking the moment someone appeared, the rat monster found itself staring at the White Beauty.

She walked towards the rat monster without any fear in her eyes. She made eye contact with it and showed that she meant no harm.

The rat monster continued to stare at her.

Then, the White Beauty held out her hand, as if she wanted the rat monster to take it.

Even though she didn't speak, and the rat monster couldn't understand language, the two of them seemed to have come to an understanding.

The rat monster, with his body full of injuries, used the last of his energy and stood up for the White Beauty.

Then, it bowed towards her, putting its head down on the ground.

Suddenly, a book of contracts appeared floating beside the White Beauty.

On the first page, the words of a contract appeared automatically.

And once it was finished, the rat monster's eyes turned from a fiendish red to a calmer green.