Chapter 1415 - 957 Destruction Countdown (Merchant Voyager Cleared)_2
"Thud!!"
Duanmu Huai firmly landed on the ground, the resulting shockwave instantly blew the door in front of him away. Duanmu Huai looked up, only to see a pale-skinned, tall alien woman standing there, surrounded by several fully armed warriors and an alien infant. As Duanmu Huai landed, they were about to board their vehicle and leave. The sound of the giant warrior’s fall instinctively made them turn their heads toward the source of the noise—unfortunately, it was too late.
Duanmu Huai roared and threw the war hammer in his hand—it whistled through the air like a missile, smashing directly into the vehicle and instantly turning it into a burning heap of scrap metal. At the same time, Duanmu Huai strode forward, running towards the woman on the high platform, recognizing her from her gear as a scheming, venomous, cruel, and corrupt member of the Alien Rascals.
She was also the most valuable prey he had discovered this time.
"Die!"
Duanmu Huai leaped towards her, but soon several Dark Spirit Warriors blocked his path, throwing grenades and bullets at him as if they cost nothing. Their density was enough to completely destroy a small squad. But for Duanmu Huai, this was no more annoying than a storm; he charged like a furious rhino, breaking through the Dark Spirit soldiers’ defenses, flipping everything in his path, and directly reached the Dark Spirit in front of him.
Facing Duanmu Huai’s arrival, the latter showed no fear, his face even bore a mocking and disdainful expression. He then dodged Duanmu Huai’s grab with a twist of his body, resembling a gymnast— but that was as far as it went.
Duanmu Huai raised his right hand, the gymnast who had flipped backwards suddenly lost balance, and then just like that got sucked into Duanmu Huai’s palm. He slammed down with one hand, forcefully smashing the Dark Spirit on the ground. Meanwhile, he reached out to the side and grabbed the Dark Spirit infant that tried to sneak away.
"Why run? Let’s die together, shall we?"
Looking at the Dark Spirit infant twisting, struggling, and cursing in his hand, Duanmu Huai revealed a fierce, cruel smile. He slightly tightened his hands, and the infant in Duanmu Huai’s hands twisted and struggled like a newborn kitten—however, it was meaningless.
Because the next moment, Duanmu Huai lifted the infant, aiming it at the Dark Spirit governor.