Not long ago, Duanmu Huai had mocked these Chaos Evil Gods, ridiculing their weakness in this newly ford Milky Way, unable to act directly, only causing trouble through so despicable ans. After all, they were just a bunch of cowards hiding in Subspace, incapable of anything but scheming and plotting.
So, he wasn’t surprised at all by his current predicant.
Duanmu Huai stood up; his Power Armor, damaged in the battle with the Star Gods, was now fully repaired. He looked around, finding himself in a dark, gloomy, and abandoned corridor. Under the spotlight, the entire steel corridor seed like a one-way path to a cetery.
The steel corridor in front of him flickered, revealing the starry sky outside, then quickly reverted to its original form. It seed the Physical Laws had already twisted here, with the stench of Subspace perating the entire space, and Duanmu Huai could even sense the shouts and screams emanating from Subspace.
Well, he was on a Spaceship Wreck now.
And once again, he didn’t know which tiline he had been thrown into.
However, Duanmu Huai could be sure that this should be a tiline where the Chaos Evil God powers were relatively strong.
Hmm... what now? Because he mocked them for being too weak on the original tiline, did they deliberately find a tiline when their powers were stronger to arm wrestle with him here?
Ah, I hate this.
Duanmu Huai sighed silently. He didn’t like ti travel, and every ti he ti-traveled, it was forced. Duanmu Huai hated jumping around on tilines; he disliked this lack of fluidity. Whether it was the past, the future, or whatever...
But Duanmu Huai wasn’t very worried because he was quite familiar with the tilines. He knew that if he were in the past, the tiline would not allow him to make big changes. For instance, when they headed to Terra, the tiline just spit them back to where they belonged.
And it was the sa now.
If he really couldn’t return, Duanmu Huai would just directly storm into the Terra Imperial Palace or the Eye of Fear.
After all, there would always be so way to force the tiline to spit him out.
But before that...
Duanmu Huai contentedly leaned against the wall, opened the system, and checked the summary.
After absorbing the Star Gods, Duanmu Huai’s The Ancient Dominator finally reached the Max Level. This was Duanmu Huai’s second Divine Position to reach Max Level, and like the God of Destruction, The Ancient Dominator’s skills changed after reaching Max Level.
[The Ancient Dominator (LV20)]
[Gained Special Title—Source of Destruction]
[Source of Destruction Bonus: Each pseudo-limb can deal 1D100 damage to the enemy]
[Dignified Radiance upgraded to The Unseen]
[Insanity Lost: Anyone who tries to gaze upon the essence without permission will lose 1D10/1D100 sanity (Willpower check ineffective)]
[Reality Stabilization: By absorbing the fragnts of the Star Gods, you gain the authority to stabilize the reality order. Within a range of 500 ters centered on you, all order will be stabilized and cannot be eroded/tainted/modified by any existence other than you, with the concept of ’Destruction’ gaining the highest priority access]
It should be said that indeed, the Star Gods are the highest level Deity in the physical Universe.
Duanmu Huai shrugged and sighed. Fortunately, he and the opponent had the sa authority, so he could break through the Star God’s reality barrier. Because in the face of the sa authority, the level of authority is aningless, only strength matters. And just so, Destruction is one of the highest levels of authority; to counter Duanmu Huai’s God of Destruction, probably only the authority that controls creation would be useful.
Of course, the most terrifying is still The Ancient Dominator that can even devour Star Gods.
Duanmu Huai knew that during the ancient warti, Star Gods would devour each other; he just wasn’t sure how those Star Gods managed to eat each other... Probably different from him?
Whatever.
Duanmu Huai strode forward, and the unstable physical rules of the Spaceship Wreck beca stable again in front of him. The twisted, disappearing, and deflected powers returned to their original state. Duanmu Huai didn’t know where to go, but it didn’t matter; walking would reveal the path. After all, Spaceship Wrecks were just like this.
As for his little girl over there, Duanmu Huai wasn’t worried. Before the battle with the Star Gods, Duanmu Huai had already inford them of the possible situations—particularly after sensing that noisy Blue Elf involving the situation here, Duanmu Huai had long suspected things wouldn’t be that simple.
Hmm, things indeed turned out as he expected.
This guy truly has no spirit of innovation, always using the sa few tricks over and over.
The entire cabin was exceptionally cold, with ice covering everywhere. The gravity here was chaotic, even allowing for the sight of strange things floating in the air, much like those floating debris in many space movies under microgravity or zero-gravity conditions—until Duanmu Huai’s arrival.
Gravity instantly returned to this physical Universe, disperse Subspace Powers were driven away, floating debris fell to the ground, creating a clinking sound.
Oh, right, this damned place still has air.
Even so, Duanmu Huai did not remove his helt; he rely carried his War Hamr, strolling leisurely as if he were in his own backyard. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for, but Duanmu Huai knew that this Spaceship Wreck was currently not in Subspace but in the physical universe, which ant there should be sothing here... hmm, sothing.
In the dark shadows, white light erged from within, followed by beasts leaping from the darkness, their drooling mouths opening wide as they suddenly lunged at Duanmu Huai!
The appearance of these Subspace beasts was twisted and bizarre; they were devoid of fur, their bodies looked like skinned animals, with incredibly sharp claws and teeth, and eyes as large as a snake’s. Simply looking at such strange beings would instill fear in mortals. But for Duanmu Huai...
They were re worthless scraps.
Duanmu Huai casually took another step forward, swinging his War Hamr like a club, which crashed into the bodies of these Subspace beasts without hindrance, smashing them into minced at.
Subspace Hounds of the Dark Elves.
Duanmu Huai didn’t need to look more to know what he was encountering, and this awareness instantly transford his previously calm deanor into excitent.
Dark Elves, ah, Dark Elves.
Duanmu Huai reminisced about the screams and wails on Komoro, those feeble Dark Elves being crushed and destroyed by his hands, their anguished cries were so lodious. Especially when he trampled their cubs underfoot, feeling the joy that ca from their dying struggles... the fragile, helpless wails and the annihilation and death in pain!
When Komoro was annihilated in the Net Path, consud by flas and blown to pieces, listening to the helpless and painful wails of the Dark Elves! How sweet it was! How delightful! How pleasurable!
Duanmu Huai rembered that sensation, the wonderful sensation, when he reached out, pushed his arm into a Dark Elf’s body, gripped tightly, and felt their organs squeezing and shattering under enormous strength, tearing skin and muscle alongside the screaming souls...! And those faces and expressions distorted by pain!
Hmm, this was definitely worth coming.
Duanmu Huai withdrew his gaze, extending his tongue to lick his lips.
He could kill Dark Elves again.
He would thoroughly enjoy this process.
All enemies of humans deserve to die.
No matter how many tis they die.
Duanmu Huai wasn’t surprised by the appearance of Dark Elves on the Spaceship Wreck; these lowly and vile aliens are like the wolves of the Milky Way, always keen on scavenging. A large piece of trash like a Spaceship Wreck would naturally attract the attention of these despicable, inferior creatures.
Of course, human pirate groups also enjoy coming to Spaceship Wrecks to hunt for treasures, but Duanmu Huai certainly didn’t think there was anything inappropriate about doing so.
The distinction between scavenger and dog is very clear.
No matter how shabby the scavenger is, they’re still our people.
But as for the dogs?
That’s another matter entirely.
"........."
Duanmu Huai’s expression shifted slightly; he heard a sound.
Gunfire and shouts.
Sothing was fighting.
Right ahead.
Duanmu Huai continued forward, passing through the corridor and arriving at a nearby warehouse. Then Duanmu Huai extended his hand and unlatched the locked door.
Gunfire and shadows rushed toward him simultaneously.
Bombs fired from the darkness behind, striking Duanmu Huai’s Power Armor and bouncing off. But Duanmu Huai didn’t even concern himself with these trivial matters, his gaze fixed ahead, on the shadow in front of him. The slender, delicate, fragile, exciting... Dark Elf!
Savage killing intent erupted in an instant, almost materializing to freeze the air; Duanmu Huai extended his hand and firmly grabbed the Dark Elf lunging toward him, his fingers penetrating its skull. Then Duanmu Huai gripped tightly with his right hand—the Dark Elf’s head shattered like a balloon in his palm, its body twitching reflexively before falling still.
Duanmu Huai discarded the corpse, which hit the ground with a "boom," but Duanmu Huai didn’t even glance at the hideous alien corpse; he lifted his head and looked ahead.
There stood a giant, adorned in black Battle Armor, it bore ornate emblems carefully maintained and the skull gear of the Anti-Outsider Cult. He held a Bomb Gun in one hand and carried a War Hamr on his back. The Word Bearer affixed to his armor expressed the warrior’s pious faith and conviction.
It was an Astarte.
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