A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 999 - Chapter 999 Chapter 690 Times Have Changed_2

Chapter 999: Chapter 690: Times Have Changed_2 Chapter 999: Chapter 690: Times Have Changed_2 And on the other side, Lorena tightly clutched the Holy Canon in her hand. Before the Death Shroud’s massive, bloated yet strong body, the petite girl seemed almost like a baby. But she was able to effortlessly dodge the Death Shroud’s attacks, which were like that of a whirlwind, swinging its scythe and bringing about gusts of wind strong enough to tear anything daring to enter it to pieces.

However, like a butterfly weaving through the gaps in the air currents, Lorena nimbly and agilely darted into its midst, rushing straight to the Death Shroud’s front. Then she extended her flawless, white, right hand, clenched into a fist. She let out a delicate cry and threw a punch, striking the Death Shroud’s swollen belly.

This seemingly child’s play of a strike produced an unexpectedly effective result. The Death Shroud’s corrupt armor shattered under this blow, turning into fragments like a porcelain doll smashed by a stone. Its gigantic body flew backward as if struck by a bowling ball, slamming into the blood-splattered walls and collapsing into a pile of mush.

While the girls fought, the Night Guards didn’t halt their steps either. They were without physical bodies, and their souls were under the protection of the Tribunal and Predetermined Death, making those potentially fatal poison gases and spores meaningless to them. Even when swarms of toxic flies bored into the Night Guards’ armor, they found not a single bit of flesh to infect, greeted only by cold steel and blazing gunfire.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang!!!”

The Death Guards were experienced in combat, and weren’t the Night Guards just the same? Both sides were locked in fierce battle. Gunshots erupted all around, and at the heart of the battlefield were Duanmu Huai and Mortarion’s struggle.

Mortarion swung his scythe, the roaring spiritual energy dispersing wildly, while Duanmu Huai clenched the War Hammer, braving the attacks of a scythe as big as his own body. Meanwhile, next to him, Ann and Greiya burst forth with dazzling flames, time and again dispersing the oncoming spiritual energy torrents and winds of death.

“You will never win!!”

Duanmu Huai brandished the War Hammer, roaring loudly as he pressed forward.

“You betrayed the Imperial, you betrayed The Emperor, you attacked Terra, but still, you failed!”

“Boom!!”

“The Imperial lost The Emperor, and you launched Thirteen Black Crusades, yet, you failed!”

“Bang!!”

“And now, you will fail again! Just like before! No different! You are destined to fail! This time, it will be complete destruction, your failure will bring upon the ultimate demise! Accept your fate, traitors!! Your destiny was decided the moment you betrayed the Imperial, betrayed humans!”

“Shut up!!”

Mortarion bellowed, gasping for breath, his scythe swung fiercely, pushing back Felin who had transformed into an Ice Dragon and was charging up again.

“The Imperial has fallen, and the Fake Emperor is long gone. This time, it will be our victory! We will rebuild a world of our own on the corpse of the Imperial!”

“Save that talk until after you’ve won a battle!!”

Duanmu Huai’s hammer came crashing down, striking the howling scythe, sending it flying away. At the same time, he dashed forward with explosive speed, his Jet Backpack bursting to life. In that silent moment, Duanmu Huai’s right hand made a seamless motion, summoning an almost lackluster Holy Sword to his side. Then, with a loud cry, he leapt up, the War Hammer in his hand crashing towards Mortarion’s forehead.

“Die!!”

Mortarion seized the moment, his power erupting once more. His twisted and broken wings unfurled straight as the piercing screeching of spiritual energy ripping through the air, along with the explosive sound of thunder and lightning, completely engulfed Duanmu Huai in mid-air.

Mortarion was certain that this strike would be enough to obliterate any enemy who dared stand in his way. So when he saw Duanmu Huai emerge unharmed and standing before him, Mortarion was overwhelmed with an uncontrollable shock and bewilderment.

“In the name of the Tribunal, in the name of humans, die, Mortarion ———-!!”

The Thunder Warhammer smashed heavily onto Mortarion’s face, shattering the respirator and mask that had long been fused with his flesh. The surging force almost penetrated Mortarion’s body like an invisible Giant Hammer that slammed him heavily onto the ground.

Mortarion let out a wail, feeling for the first time that the strength filling his body was waning, like a deflating ball. His massive body, transformed after his rise in demonhood, seemed to start decaying and shrinking. However, Mortarion did not give up; he had always been tenacious, enduring any pain — just like now, and always had.

Duanmu Huai landed heavily on the ground. In the recent battle, his body seemed to grow a bit, as if the part that shrank from Mortarion had been absorbed by him. He raised his head; the crimson eyes on his helmet glowed with their usual inorganic brilliance, and the Thunder Warhammer in his hand was still sparkling with electric light.

“The Imperial is dead, mortal.”

Mortarion lifted his head, revealing his twisted, ugly, mutated face to the open air. He took a deep breath and stared at Duanmu Huai.

“What are you fighting for? The Fake Emperor has long disappeared, the light of the Star Torch has been extinguished, and the remains of the Imperial are shattered. Do you still not understand that the Fake Emperor’s lies are nothing but a scam?”

“Of course, I know The Emperor is an idiot, but what does it have to do with me?”

Duanmu Huai raised the War Hammer again, Divine Power of the God of Destruction surging through him. At this moment, Duanmu Huai was like an engine running at its limit, filled with unimaginable Strength.

“………???”

Indeed, hearing Duanmu Huai’s response, Mortarion was utterly bewildered. Although he too felt The Emperor was no good, he had never thought someone clad in Imperial Armor, wielding the Thunder Warhammer, and fighting for the Fake Emperor would speak so casually, “The Emperor is an idiot”.

Well, Mortarion could never have imagined the existence of players.

“The Tribunal fights to protect humans, and we fight to protect ourselves —- why would I, like some fool, kneel before the Corrupted Foil and turn into a talking piece of shit? Sorry, I’m not interested.”

Duanmu Huai gripped the War Hammer once more, raising it high.

“Sorry, but I want to be a good person.”

“………!!”

The next moment, the two were locked in combat once again.

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