My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon-Chapter 70: Crazy

As Fluffy ripped apart the last of the Breakers, their blood dripped from her jaws. The crimson made her seem more monstrous against the black metallic look of her new body. Even being on the same side, Elian felt intimidated.

The figure before them didn’t feel alive. It felt like an instrument forged for one thing: war.

Is that how I look like? Quite terrifying. And no howl?

Snow Wolves tended to have a few quirks. One was that much like real wolves they tend to love long deep emotional howls. After spending some time with Fluffy, Elian grew to like them a lot. Fluffy howled whenever she was emotional, excited or frenzied.

It practically turned into a sacred ritual. Fluffy would always punctuate their battles with a prideful and majestic howl. As if challenging those who she had yet to meet, mourning those she killed and celebrating her lineage all at once.

But the metallic being in front of them did not howl. She only scanned the battlefield like a machine.

Grab.

Elian turned to his right. Bianca appeared beside him and took his hand into hers. Anxiety radiated from her entire body. But the immense cold coming from her palm told Elian all he needed to know.

"Believe in her, Bianca," Elian reassured.

"Okay."

The hand holding his warmed, but Elian understood why Bianca grew restless. For one, while they did bring back Fluffy’s soul. She already was a completely new being. Earlier she still made stupid jokes. But the predator in front of them had no such inclination.

"Careful everyone. This thing is incredibly fast. Its weight allows it to both withstand immense punishment and make powerful attacks," Bastion reported.

Silent then got in front of Bianca as she requested, "Daughter, until we verify that its Whisper, please do not approach it."

"Yes, Mom."

"System Scan."

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Name: Fluffy (F)

Talent: Untamed (B) | Daughter of Metal and Soul (S)

World: Fralhame | Earth

Species: Weapon of Valestra

Class: Vassal

Level: 9 | (Low Dawn)

HP: 118,000 / 118,000 | MP: 10 / 10

Strength: A | Intelligence: A | Agility: S

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Only eight levels. Over Fifty breakers... and just eight levels. She is just like me. Repressed. Her talent must be a derivative of Forged. This could get dangerous.

Elian armed himself in silence. With a flick of the wrist, his onyx Living Metal equipment surged from his bag, encasing his body in the familiar wall armor. Bulky. Reliable. Four weapons snapped into place. If Fluffy was a threat—he was ready.

"Elian..."

Bianca’s worried voice called out. Elian turned to her and simply smiled.

"Believe in Fluffy. She’s ours. We brought her back—and if she no longer is... I’ll fix it."

After a moment of hesitation, wordlessly she nodded.

Elian lumbered towards the predator of metal and soul.

"Fluffy. If you are in there, you better tell me. Otherwise, I will turn you into scrap iron."

But rather than comply, his opponent crouched down and bared its razor-sharp teeth.

"I do not answer to you," Fluffy growled.

Hmm. It doesn’t know that I can actually control its body, does it?

As the owner of both Living Metal and Dominator, Elian could feel the material inside Fluffy’s body. If he wanted, he could twist them, at least that was how it felt like to him.

But this is good. If she is as hard as I am, I can finally let loose.

"You don’t exactly have a choice in the matter, you furry brat," Elian said with a smile.

Without another word the two beings of metal attacked.

Elian boosted himself forward driving Pile Driver toward Fluffy’s skull. But faster than lightning, she twisted aside and lunged. In a feat of extreme agility Fluffy bit down Elian’s torso. Intending to throw him away, she tried to lift him up.

Only she couldn’t. Despite Fluffy’s entire body trying to do so, Elian’s feet wouldn’t lift off the ground. Sounds of her teeth scraping against his body shrieked. Yet Elian couldn’t be bothered.

"Too bad."

Elian stabbed his left arm into Fluffy’s top lip and pulled the trigger. Cinderglass fired and tore apart her upper jaw. The large metallic beast immediately retreated and gained some distance.

She didn’t cry. She didn’t even flinch. Fluffy’s eyes remained locked on her target despite half of her face being destroyed. At least until Liquid Metal surged from the rest of her lower mouth.

In a flash, the parts Elian destroyed grew back and hardened restoring Fluffy to full.

"Oh? Looks like you can take a beating. As expected of my kin."

"You talk too much," Fluffy growled.

Hearing the obnoxious comment, Elian laughed, "Funny. I said the same thing to you. Here I come, Fluffy!"

Detonating Cinderglass as propulsion, Elian’s body practically teleported. He lowered his head intending to skewer Fluffy with Bayonet! Yet his opponent spun her body and caused her tail to spread like a cape. Unable to stop, Elian charged forward.

His horn easily tore apart the makeshift distraction. However suddenly Elian felt his body tilt.

"What?"

Before he could react, his center of gravity collapsed—his footing sabotaged by hidden slicks of metal. Living Metal that did not follow his will.

This cunning brat!

Quickly shifting the ammunition in his backpack, Elian tried to regain his balance. Only for a shadow up above to loom over him. Looking up, he saw a 10-meter wolf disperse into a thick wave of Living Metal. It turned into a giant fist and barreled down.

Crap.

With a deafening crash the massive fist smashed into Elian’s armor. However, despite the intimidating attack, all it succeeded in doing was making Elian take a few steps back. His footing remained in chaos as rogue Living Metal kept making him slip.

Ugh. This brat. She knows I would be in trouble if I tip over.

When her initial attack failed, Fluffy once again increased their distance. Running at immense speed she turned around and then charged back to Elian like a raging bull. The top of her head then changed as a long horn suddenly formed.

The edges of her shoulders and her feet all began to change. Whirling sounds appeared as heavy fans began to spin.

Oh, you little thief. How dare you use my own moves against me!

Elian quickly commanded Fluffy’s Living Metal to be absorbed by his feet, allowing him to regain his footing. He then turned around and braced his core.

If you really want to take me on. Be prepared to hurt Fluffy!

Elian opened up the panels on his shoulders exposing the honeycomb lattice within. Fluffy who couldn’t care less detonated the air in her body and raced even faster.

She sped up like a bullet as she broke the sound barrier. It was so fast, Elian’s eyes couldn’t keep up.

"DO NOT DIE FLUFFY! BLOCKBUSTER!"

Time slowed.

Opposing sonic booms crashed into one another in a battle for supremacy. The racing Fluffy was battered with baseball sized onyx spheres detonated by Cinderglass. The result? A chaotic scene which made the very air tremble.

Loud booms echoed. The wind fell prey, enslaved by the will of clashing behemoths.

Elian’s Blockbuster spheres tore apart Fluffy’s left shoulder, the right side of her face. All four of her legs were blown off. Yet her tail straightened and made the air ripple. Even with all that damage, Fluffy did not stop.

Her lips twisted into a savage grin and formed a box that protruded from behind her head.

What! That looks like...

Clink.

With a sharp crack Fluffy drove her horn into Elian’s Blockbuster.

"CRAP!"

And then the box behind her head rumbled. The sounds were something Elian knew well. It was a three stage Air Shotgun. His signature move used to destroy armor.

A chaotic mass of kinetic energy traveled from her horn into Elian’s body. Like a tornado inside a small house, it rampaged.

"Bleuagh!"

Elian vomited Molten Ore, sharp clicks came from Blockbuster. It was the sound of Cinderglass being activated.

THIS BRAT IS CRAZY!

Elian purged his left shoulder armor—just in time. It exploded less than a second later. Powerful shockwaves blew Elian away. As he tumbled, he called Living Metal to nail him to the ground like tethers.

"And you call me a lunatic, talk about the pot calling the kettle black," Elian complained.

When the smoke finally cleared, Elian raced forward toward Fluffy’s location. He found her a second later, a hole-riddled silhouette that hardly looked like a wolf. But despite her sad state, Fluffy made a goofy grin, her lips twisted in a smile.

"You have no idea how long I wanted to do that, Elian. I finally got my revenge; you overpowered genocidal lunatic. Now give me material to heal up."

At her remark, Elian could only find himself smiling unconsciously. While he had better stats, Fluffy’s immense intellect exposed the numerous flaws in his combat style.

Elian sent Dominator variant and Living Metal to reconstruct Fluffy.

"Cheeky brat. I look forward to your growth."

"Ha! If I had more material, you would be the one on the ground," Fluffy beamed.

"Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that."