Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"Lilia! Sura!"

"W-who are you!? Get away!"

Both of the scared girls bared their weapons and fangs to their friend who had no longer the same appearance as before. The moment their handcuffs were released, their minds solely strive for survival and treat anything that moves within ten meters radius to be a threat.

"It's me! I'm Elon!"

"Your clothes resemble him but he isn't a kid with a high-pitched voice like you!"

"Sura! Wait! T-that might be Elon!"

Without a second thought, Elon rushed to hug both of the scarred girls. Hastily without minding the pointed blade, her right belly was cut as the blood made its home on the edge of Sura's sword.

"It's fine, there is nothing to be worried about."

"Uuuh, Elon…"

With tears falling down ever so flourishing, they tightly hug the same warmth they've received in their mundane life as traveling cultivators. Elon's appearance might not be the same anymore, but on the inside she was still the dependable big-brother figure for them.

"I'm so scared! Huwaaa!"

"It's fine, it's fine." Elon replied to the wail with a tighter hug she could muster. Her heart was full of compassion but her eyes were dead the moment he checked their inner condition, only to find slave marks inside their body.

'Our souls are already in their grasp.'

Strangely, in this time of need, Fortune's blessing hasn't been triggered like it was watching their unbecoming future. Elon took deep thoughts upon this phenomenon, using the surviving part of her bitter conscience.

Clenching, Elon tried to be positive.

'It must be for the best.'

Meanwhile, on the rear side of the frontline of the damned. MF gathered numerous Calamities to be feasted upon for their energy, gnawing all of those nutritious meats, minerals, and bits of corruption they spread onto the land.

Utilizing the cancer cells manipulation and material layering, the ecstatic devil constructed a ground cannon for the Avalanche Bringer conquering.

"This should do."

Avalanche Bringer, a variant of titan skeleton that was able to withstand the power of a nuke head on. Its armor emitted a protection layer of anti magic with each pulsation. Brute force couldn't penetrate its dense armor either but it was weak to magic-based attack.

Usually, to defeat this type of variant, the Vagant association used a concentrated energy explosion shot from magi-artillery that was protected by a hard shell to penetrate the magic barrier, letting the nuke pass through.

And MF was trying to replicate it.

With the cannon aimed at the walking titan's skull, MF loaded the Artillery with an improvised physical shell that carried a giant virus containing the enslaving formation.

"I prepared another shell if the first shot didn't work. It might aggro the giant but let's hope that it won't," MF said, trying to find the right angle to blast through that skull.

"On count to three!" shouted the tanomobi.

"Three!"

Soaring from the ground, the shell passed the magic barrier until it crashed on the skeleton's skull. A great bullseye from the master marksman with a cannon.

"Now!"

Foel immediately imbued the blasted formation to scan through the giant skeleton like a circling marathon for five times before finding its fragmented core. Like a seed branching its roots, the formation seeped into the skeleton while simultaneously constructing protection layers like an ever duplicating virus all over its path.

After connecting into the Calamity, it stopped on its track and changed its gaze upon MF and Foel.

"Who is't art thee two mortals?"

The giant's voice boomed across the land, it was inaudible when perceived by others but to the one it tried to communicate, the trembling screech became a comprehensible sentence that MF and Foel could understand, as if the wavelength was meant to be heard by those who the giant wanted to reach, concentrated into a cone shape.

"T-this is new." Foel then tried to imitate the similar frequency wavelength that was directed to them.

She created a formation that translated her speech into Calamity's tongue, trying to strike a conversation. Precisely, to dominate the titan.

"I'm your new master," said the tanomobi as her voice boomed into the skeleton direction.

"Thee arrogant." The giant skeleton tried to resist the conquering process, as it constantly destroyed the secreted protection of the enslaving formation one by one. Until eventually, it was overwhelmed by the sheer ingenuity of the horrendous formation's design. "I seeth."

At first it surprised Foel because it was the first time she ever knew that an intellectual Calamity could actually construct a speech pattern, but soon her mind was set to strive forward for the best results in every action.

MF approached her wife and prod her temple, trying to connect her brain-command chemical into Foel's vocal cord, speaking on her behalf.

"You are now our possession, you will be my marionette, as your soul was casted onto the strings I seeped, for tomorrow and until the end, I demand you to pledge your existence to me."

The titan immediately bowed, slowly as the ground trembled with every movement it made. The Avalanche Bringer thought that only someone who was as brilliant and virtuoso as those who it kneeled to could be its master.

Avalanche Bringer was a recruiter, it gave meaning to those mindless low-rank Calamities and empowered them, it thought that this enslaving process was akin to its recruiting but with vigor. In its eyes, Foel was showcasing her capability to give the giant titan a choice to follow someone as great as she is.

Because MF and Foel have a dense amount of 'void', the Avalanche Bringer deem them as a stronger Calamity. Like a knight who found its queen, it gave in to the slaving formation, letting the virus that seemed to be a blessing run through the skeleton's bone marrow.

"Thou art stout, most wondrous, and benevolent. Alloweth me followeth thee."

A dark flicker could be seen in the air in front of the giant skeleton's gaze. The wafting kindle approached Foel and eventually landed on her forehead, transforming into an abyss crystal that proved the ownership of the Avalanche Bringer.

Foel who received this pseudo insignia all of sudden took a deep breath before replying to the heeds of her new familiar. "Follow me well."

'Avalanche Bringer' had become an ally.