Nameless suddely remembers the words spoken to him, that allowed him to continue this journey.
"Impressive, you little thing. Keep going, continue to make things interesting~"
Within Nameless's hand, a conductor's stick appears. He starts moving it, like guiding a orchestra. And from all around the soul, shields, rocks and other materials form from the residual chaos. They move to intercept any attacks at it. Similary, guns, bombs, white weapons and all kinds of appear in the path of those chasing it. They fire and aim, not to intercept, but to kill.
Similary, thanks to his immense calculation power, he is also capable of spawning scycles, kamas and the helicopter blades around him. They aim at Nil and his stand. All the while, his body waves around like a jelatinous goo to reduce damage from riot gun, although it addimitely isn't enough, and severe lacerations and holes are blown through his body. Regeneration does good on not letting him die however.
"Ah, hello newcomer. Would you like to have a lonely little tea party?" Nameless remarks, still conducting.