My Wife is a Dead Villainess, and I'm Her Living Weapon

The violent detonation caused wind to swell and burst. Lifeless, the gigantic corpse of the Red Swarm Tyrant plunged to the ground. The hole in its chest allowed the rampaging hurricane to pass through harmlessly.

In contrast, a pool of black fluid flew backwards as if it was smacked by a gigantic fist. A large stake-like contraption spun faster alongside it. It was a five-meter-long nail attached to an equally long coffin. Before completely parting with Elian, the stake weapon trembled—then exploded open.

"Crap!" the sludge cursed out loud.

Large fragments of broken components flew outward like shrapnel. All of them immensely heavy with some having the color of onyx.

Quickly forming an arm, Elian raised it and shouted, "Fortress Mini!"

In the same second, Living Metal separated from his amoeba-like body and wrapped around him in a defensive sphere. Then came the wayward fragments. As if ravaged by multiple grenades the small and heavy components struck and cracked the shield.

AH! It won't hold! I don't have enough material!

Just as his worst fears were about to be realized, a calming voice echoed.

"Worry not, my idiot. I shall save you,"Bianca smugly declared.

The very air around the metal sphere froze and reinforced the shield. More of the pieces came, however only the onyx pieces managed to pierce the ice. But even those that did, their momentum was mostly dispersed by the time they reached Elian.

"How ridiculous, even as it breaks this contraption has unimaginable power. Whatever glory you gained disappeared as your own faulty creation almost killed you."