Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

With Ninth somehow spurred on to fight the dragon instead of fleeing, the rest of her team was revitalized upon seeing how reliable their leader was. They thought that she would want to leave like them, but due to some circumstances, she was able to overcome her fears against the dragon.

They didn't know that it was all thanks to Tulip.

"What are we going to do?" asked the Scout. "They're getting closer. Since they're coming to us, I think it's time for us to create a trap for them."

The rest of the team agreed. They usually weren't on this side of the battlefield. Usually, they were the ones who stormed into Canzers territories, where the Canzers laid out a trap for them.

Now, they were on the defensive.

"Shall I create a spiked crevice?" asked the mage. She was ready to create an invisible giant hole in the ground where Canzers would fall to their deaths.

"I could start firing my shots right now. They already know where we're here anyway, right?" asked the Sniper, cocking his gun.

But Ninth didn't like those ideas. Even though it was good to take advantage of creating traps and attacking first, she thought that it wasn't enough with numbers of that magnitude.

If they were going to fight the horde of Canzers, then they should hit them with everything they had in one shot. That way, they would kill as many Canzers in a short amount of time, possibly demoralizing the enemy.

Ninth looked back at her team. "It's time we use it now—our special move."

Their eyes widened. They didn't think that Ninth would want to use that move so early in the fight. It would have been best if they saved that attack for when they were facing against the dragon itself.

"Are you sure, Ninth? If we do this and we fail, we'll all be incapacitated at the end of it."

The reason why Ninth and her team were so apprehensive about using their ultimate move was that they would end up too exhausted to move once it was finished. It was supposed to be used as a last resort when they were completely beaten by the enemy, with no way to win other than to pull off that move.

"I'm sure. We will get ripped apart by those thousands of Canzers if we don't do it. We wouldn't even reach the dragon's toes with our normal strength.

We need to act decisively now. We carve through the majority of the horde and immediately focus our fire on the dragon. That is the only way we can defeat this army and their leader."

Ninth's strategy was bold and risky, but had the potential to completely change the outcome of the fight.

The rest of the team went silent as they all tried to weigh the costs and benefits of performing this move.

If Ninth was simply doing this out of desperation and fear to fight the dragon, then the team would have said no and tried to convince her that running away was the best option.

But when they all looked at Ninth's eyes, they didn't see any fear in her irises. It was clear blue.

She wasn't trying to fight the dragon because she was afraid for her life, she was trying to fight the dragon because she wanted to conquer it!

Even though it may seem the same, they knew the true difference between the two.

One was motivated by fear, and another by excitement.

It was a trademark personality needed to become the very best of the best Savior in the entire world. And now, Ninth was acting like one of those legends in the Savior business.

"Okay. Let's do it," said the Scout.

"I agree. If we're going to do this, we're going to do it right," said the Mage.

"Oh, what the hell. I'm in!" said the Sniper.

It was a unanimous decision, as every one of them jumped on board Ninth's strategy.

This was important because to pull off their secret move, they had to all be in perfect synchronicity, with no deviations. If there were any doubts between them, it could quickly dissolve all their strengths and end up with nothing in the end.

"Let's do it," Ninth said. "Let's pool all our strengths."

They all faced the horde in their usual formation. Ninth closed her eyes and concentrated on her Soul System.

As she did, the world around her seemed to suddenly change. Instead of the lush green forest that the Magical kingdom was known for, everything was turned into a desert filled with nothing but sand and swords.

Weapons–rusted, chipped, or new–were sticking out the sands as if there had been a large-scale battle here in the deserts.

This was Ninth's domain.

Everything that enters this domain will have to be submitted under her rule. It would allow her to slash hundreds of Canzers as they tried to step foot on her domain, even while doing nothing at all. It was all done on her mind, and the world of her domain corresponded to it with no exceptions.

Finally, the first line of monsters crashed through the domain space, alerting Ninth of their presence.

The first few lines of the horde were made up of chitinous soldiers, with their bodies full of armor and their hands armed with a sharp sword.

If Ninth were to estimate their strength, they were probably at the Student-level.

Without even having to command the domain, thousands of swords floated up into the air and decimated the weak Canzers with air slashes that reached down to the ground.

The carnage of chitin and violet blood filled the sands of Ninth's domain.

With just that one move, she killed about two hundred Canzers all on her own.

But she didn't celebrate. She knew that the trouble had yet to start.

Just then, the whole domain trembled. It wasn't because of her, but because of all the dead bodies of the Canzers starting to move and shake involuntarily.

Then, decapitated and mangled bodies of the Canzers began to heal with super fast regeneration, as if they were reborn anew.

Some Canzers spawned three new clones from their dead carcass, multiplying the horde's number to even greater heights.
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They were true Canzers. They could regenerate or spawn clones infinitely.