My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon-Chapter 55: Sorry

Elian froze upon Bianca’s reply. He wasn’t sure if he should kiss her, embrace her or stay in place.

My armor is so thick she won’t be able to even put her arms around me. Like hugging a car. I did kiss her core a couple of times. But not her form. Would she even feel my body?

As he panicked internally, Bianca also didn’t move. Her face was flush, and her body was restless. But Elian noticed that she seemed uncomfortable too.

Ah crap. What do we do now?

As they remained unmoving like statues, a snarky wolf spoke as she circled around them.

"Wow. What a beautiful transactional agreement between two emotionally repressed genocidal lunatics. Truly, love is dead."

Bianca broke first. "W-Wha?"

"I didn’t even hear the word ’love.’ Just war pacts, death threats, and a vow of suicide. 10/10. Would watch again."

Elian paused. He realized—he hadn’t said love. Not even once.

"I—IT WASN’T A TRANSACTION! There was a ring! There were VOWS! T-THERE WERE TEARS, FLUFFY!" Bianca screamed in hysteria.

"Oh yes. Very romantic. Just nothing romantic was said. Or implied. Or legally binding in any recognizable emotional jurisdiction. Everything revolved around creating corpses together. I am so jealous. I wish I had a camera."

In an instant the temperature dropped. Elian saw streams of water gather towards Bianca’s hands. They swirled together into a vortex and formed a long lance. Sounds of metal creaking echoed as the water slowly turned to ice. Transparent then white then gray.

"Whoops... Time to take my leave."

At her comment, Fluffy stuck her tongue out and bolted. Given her speed, even Bianca would have trouble hitting her.

"COME BACK HERE YOU INSENSITIVE OVER-OPINIONATED PRICK!"

Bianca enraged increased the size of her ice VII lance. It slowly grew to the size of a pole then a pillar. Seeing it Elian began to sweat in nervousness. Luckily his Anchor left him behind without another word and gave chase.

As she departed Elian looked at the ring in his hand and felt troubled.

"I should have been clearer," he said in regret.

***

The sounds of thousands of footsteps made the earth quake. Like mice fleeing, three-meter-tall Snow Wolves ran deeper into their den. Many of them panting from exhaustion, some even had parts of their pelts ripped off in a bloody mess.

One looked back and growled to his allies. The rest who heard him despaired. About half ran even faster, a fourth stopped and lay dead on the ground, while the last fourth turned around and snarled prepared to make their final stand.

Their eyes lay on the two demons who had been murdering their kind without rest. Two figures emerged from the horizon. Their visages caused the Snow Wolves to shiver uncontrollably.

One was like them but different. A mutated Snow Wolf Alpha with three horns and two tails. The other, a beetle looking force of nature that could not be beaten back no matter what they tried.

***

"I said I’m sorry, didn’t I? How much longer are you going to sulk Master? We have been going for days now! Let me rest! I need food and sleep! I am unlike you and Sir Elian!"

"Shut up! Your lies do not work on me. My stats have boosted your endurance; you are just lazy! Now attack! This also serves as your training!"

"I already told you it’s impossible! I get the physics, but my mana and my INT are not high enough! Our combined stats are from you! Sir Elian talk some sense into her!"

Hearing the back and forth of the two of them Elian chuckled as he rearmed his weapons.

"Oh, what a beautiful day it is! We cleaned about 90% of the dungeon. It feels bittersweet."

"Oy! Stop ignoring me! Sir Elian!"

"Silence. We are going! Elian, charge their center and break them. We will deal with the stragglers. Use the Cinderglass liberally. I will make you more before we hit the boss."

"Understood. Take care you two."

"NO!!!! LET ME REST ALREADY!"

At his confirmation, Bianca and Fluffy broke into a run but circled around the Snow Wolves using the snow-covered forests as cover.

Left alone. Elian lowered his stance and braced his legs. The rudimentary funnels he used for boosters were redesigned into something much more advanced. Multiple fans began to suck air and send it into his new thruster unit.

Thanks to Bianca’s input, I can now create the blast chamber outside of my body. Her Ice VII even lets me regulate the temperature now. Plus, we created our version of gunpowder and jet fuel.

The intake compartments now called thermal shutters closed. Elian then released the new material Bianca and he created.

Living Metal bars that served as containers. Inside were two components. A single Ice VII rod, suspended on generous pool of Elian’s blood. A new element that came from Elian and his Anchor.

They named it Cinderglass.

Elian activated the Cinderglass, the parts holding Ice VII broke apart. The frozen core dropped into the boiling liquid below it.

Despite it being hidden his back, Elian could hear the sharp hiss as the elemental forces interacted. An incredible amount of pressure began to rampage inside the Living Metal container.

Here it comes.

Then the pressure grew too much and ruptured the metallic casing. Hot air surged outward and mixed with the pressurized air inside his thrusters. Together they created a combustible blend of burning hot gasses.

It was at that moment that Elian dropped the firing pin.

Tink.

And then—

BOOM!

Like a chaotic dragon fire erupted from Elian’s thruster unit. In an instant, it set the heavy behemoth catapulting forward, with devastating force. His intake fans continued to whirl further feeding the cataclysmic acceleration.

In an instant Elian covered hundreds of meters in a single second. He felt his body smash into a wall of air struggling to slow him down.

Ugh, the turbine designs Bianca suggested are way too effective!

Alone Elian created intake fans similar to those his father designed. But when Bianca embraced using science and magic together, she taught Elian how to turn the simple fans into jet turbines. And the results were like night and day.

The scenery flew by as Elian struggled to adapt to the speed. When he saw a glimpse of white bodies, he quickly lowered his head, crossed his arms and braced for impact.

A second later—

Stab!

The sound of metal penetrating flesh and fur.

Faint thuds struck across his body. Bone broke, wolves whimpered in pain. Red fluids slapped across Elian’s face. The scent of iron drove home that he just killed something. And he was going so fast that he didn’t even feel that he hit anything.

Got to brake.

Elian made his turbines spin the opposite direction and stopped detonating Cinderglass. Then he leaned to the right and stabbed his stake into the ground. His body jolted as the ground cracked open beneath him.

His momentum slowed down enough to make sense of where he was.

Quickly analyzing the situation, he saw that carnage he made without meaning to. There were two groups of wolves snarling at him. All covered in blood. At their center was a streak of red. Bits and pieces of Snow Wolves littered along the gap.

Huh. A third dead already.

Elian tried to find the largest of the Snow Wolves. He found one that was a size bigger than everyone else. Not as big as Fluffy but it towered over everyone else.

There.

Without igniting Cinderglass, Elian raced forward. The leader Snow Wolf howled and led its allies forward. It looked noble, courageous and even majestic. Sadly, such qualities never guaranteed one’s victory.

The five-meter beast lunged towards Elian, its claws and fangs glinting in the sunlight. But without any mercy, Elian drove Pile Driver into its forehead and pulled the trigger.

Cinderglass ammo fire.

In an instant a powerful shockwave traveled along Pile Driver’s stake into the Snow Wolf. Then it erupted from the inside out without so much as a scream.

A single second.

That was all it took.

In that brief period for the largest wolf to be reduced to a pile of scraps and blood splatters.

With its death Elian scanned the survivors.

They had their tails lowered and bodies crouching to the ground. They looked like prostrating. Considering that these things were much larger than he was, it looked comical. But Elian didn’t have the time to cater to their whims. He came here to execute them.

"Sorry. Goodbye."

He raised his left hand and pulled the trigger. Much like Pile Driver, Sledgehammer got upgraded ammunition as well. The result. Total destruction.

Strafing his arm, Elian mowed down the remaining wolves without any resistance. Even those that ran suffered the same fate. Within less than ten minutes, the battlefield turned deadly silent.