A Core Ship From The Start

The moment Duanmu Huai stepped forward, an unmatched Fearful Aura burst forth from him. Feeling the explosion of this fearful spirit, warriors of the Dark Spirit Clan suddenly found their bodies, which were previously light as feathers, becoming heavy, their usually nimble limbs turned stiff and clumsy. They knew what this was—an unparalleled fear erupting from within their hearts, a fear that was once their pleasure while tasting other lives. But now, pain itself had turned into a Sharp Blade, directly piercing into the most vulnerable parts of their spirits.

"Boom!"

By now, Duanmu Huai had charged up to the Alien in front of him. With a swing of the Thunder Warhammer in his hands, the fragile body of the Alien was crushed under a steamroller, turning into a clump of rotting flesh emitting black smoke on the ground.

But this was clearly not enough for Duanmu Huai.

At this moment, another member of the Dark Spirit Clan spread its wings and flew into the sky like an Angel, its hand wielding a poisoned blade thrusting towards Duanmu Huai’s head——Then, Duanmu Huai suddenly turned around, his War Hammer whistling through the air, smashing the opponent against the ceiling like swatting a fly.

Now, with Duanmu Huai’s hands empty, it seemed like a good opportunity for the Dark Spirit Clan. Quickly, another Dark Spirit Clan member raised a gun and sprayed bullets at Duanmu Huai, while his companion silently approached from the other side, raising a Reversed Blade to forcefully stab at Duanmu Huai’s head.

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"Clang!"

The blade, strong enough to slice through metal, ricocheted off Duanmu Huai’s helmet. Duanmu Huai roared in fury, reaching out to grab the long legs of the Dark Spirit Clan member. His left hand grasping the left foot, right hand the right, he forcefully tore the Alien attacking him in half right down the middle. He then bellowed and grabbed the split corpse, charging towards another member of the Dark Spirit Clan in the distance.

The Dark Spirit Clan, who crave and delight in pain, did not necessarily want to accept all of this unconditionally. Seeing the blood-soaked Steel Giant rushing towards them, the latter hurriedly tried to escape, hiding in the shadows. However, the omnipresent aura of fear prevented them from dodging attacks with the autonomy and agility they once had.

Duanmu Huai raised the half-corpse in his right hand and smashed it forcefully towards the Dark Spirit Clan member in front of him, the fleshy corpse hitting the latter’s head like thawed pork, knocking the Dark Spirit Clan member to the ground. Then Duanmu Huai sneered and tossed aside the corpse, grabbing the Dark Spirit Clan member and forcing its mouth open.

"Have you eaten? Come on, have a bite!"