Just as I had guessed, Valimasas wasn't familiar with his new power.
The might of the powerful laser beam just now was extremely powerful. The combined attack of several hundred small-sized laser cannons definitely wasn't as simple as adding them together. Even if it was me, it would be difficult for me to escape unscathed if I were to face such a terrifying attack head on. However, Valimasas was foolish enough to split such a useful attack into several hundred pieces, thinking that he could seal off my path of retreat. This was sufficient to prove that he didn't have a clear understanding of this power, nor did he know how his current strength was.
More importantly, after these laser beams were interfered with by my mental power, Valimasas didn't even have the ability to gather them back together. From this, it could be seen how unfamiliar he was with his own power. After all, this was a forceful increase in power through biochemical technology. No matter how rich Valimasas's combat experience was, it would take him quite some time to familiarize himself with this power that he suddenly obtained.
This also exposed the weakness of the technology used by the Fallen Apostles. After all, Demons weren't mechanical puppets. It wasn't as though they could just install new equipment and download a drive before they could immediately head to the frontlines as veterans. They needed time to familiarize themselves with these unprecedented advanced weapons.
This was also the reason why these assembled Demons were wiped out by us in such a short period of time. Originally, based on their strength, even if they weren't able to defeat our leaders, they wouldn't have been blasted to smithereens before they could accomplish anything. The main reason why these fellows were so unlucky was because they were unable to familiarize themselves with their new power. They only had an advanced Schilling mecha, but they were unable to utilize this advantage. Instead, they were still used to relying on their original combat experience to fight. The strength they were able to display probably wasn't even half of their original goal.
However, I didn't think that this flaw would last for too long. Through this defeat, the Fallen Apostles would definitely discover these flaws and improve upon them in an extremely short period of time. The technicians of the Xiling Empire were the craziest researchers and workaholics I had ever seen. Their research capabilities could only be described as terrifying. Thanks to these powerful scientists, the Xiling Empire's rapid adaptability and development in war technology had always been known by their enemies as the scariest nightmare in the universe. Furthermore, I had sufficient reason to believe that these Fallen Schilling technicians, who had abandoned the last shred of rationality and humanitarianism, would definitely have more passion for research than ordinary Schilling technicians.
When fighting against the armies of the Xiling Empire, one must always remember one thing: Never delay. Because every day that the war was delayed, these tireless war machines would become several times stronger.
To use a phrase that wasn't pleasant to hear but was universally acknowledged by countless civilizations to describe them, the Shiring Apostles were a terrifying species that could multiply like locusts, evolve like a virus, and spread like a plague. If it wasn't for the fact that their terror was only reflected in the war against the Chaos Abyss, such a dangerous species would have long been eradicated by the Gods …
Cough cough, to use such an adjective on me, it really makes me feel like I'm about to explode …
"Damn it!"
Seeing the enemy in front of him looking at him with a mocking expression, Valimasas couldn't help but let out an angry roar. He tried to refocus the laser that he had lost control of, but the energy that should have belonged to him didn't listen to his commands at all. Looking at the "Protoss" who still maintained a harmless smile, Valimasas felt as though he had once again felt the sense of helplessness that he had felt the last time he faced him. That terrifying feeling of being completely grasped and controlled by the enemy surged up like a tidal wave, causing even the powerful Dreadlord to feel waves of fear.
Why, why was it that even though he had obtained such great power, he still couldn't withstand a single blow from the enemy? Even his own attacks were treated as toys by the enemy!?
"It's not a good idea to be in a daze now."
A voice that suddenly rang in his ears stunned Valimasas. Then, the battle-hardened old demon suddenly felt a shiver that he hadn't felt for a long time spreading across his entire body.
It was a sense of danger that could only be produced when facing the most horrifying situation and between life and death. This feeling was so strong that Valimasas' pores instantly contracted.
Even when he was defeated by Cirvanas back then, he didn't panic like this!
Years of battle instincts allowed the old demon to immediately give up on the laser array that had lost control and quickly dodged to the side. Almost at the same time, a series of explosions occurred in the miniature laser cannons that had suddenly lost control. Valimasas' bat wings that were originally like rags really became rags this time. Perhaps it was more appropriate to describe it as a fishing net?
Valimasath's reaction could not be said to be slow, but even so, a fist covered in strange black patterns still solidly hit his left arm.
"Ah — —"
Valimasas let out a tragic howl. He was horrified to see that his left arm, which had only been struck by a small fist, was now rapidly disintegrating into black fragments and dissipating into the air. This wasn't a simple tearing or corrosion, but …
He didn't know what this feeling was … It was as though his arm was being devoured by some kind of energy and assimilated into something else!
"Bastard! What did you do!? "
"You better think of a way as soon as possible," I stood leisurely in front of Valimasas as I hid my right arm behind my back and swung it with all my might. F * ck, is this old demon's skin made of iron? I almost fractured my arm after giving him that punch. "Optimistically speaking, you'll have to say goodbye to this beautiful world in another minute. Why don't you hurry up and hand over this year's party dues while you're still breathing?"
"Damn it!" Valimasath found that all his efforts were in vain. The shadow energy that had always been successful was actually assimilated by the invisible devouring power without any process!
Just when I thought that the other party would turn into ashes under the irresistible void energy, the latter showed me the decisiveness and ruthlessness of an old demon.
He used his right hand to grab his left arm that only had a shoulder left. Then, he steeled his heart and tore his arm off!
The filthy demon blood and broken mechanical parts that spurted out turned into energy that scattered in all directions. However, Valimasas was pleasantly surprised to find that the terrifying devouring power had finally disappeared.
The current appearance of this old demon was as miserable as one could imagine. One of his arms was severed from the shoulder and the huge bat wings on his back drooped in tatters like a fishing net. His entire body was covered in black scorch marks from the satellite cannons. Filthy blood and metal fragments mixed together and covered his entire upper body, making this six-meter tall demon look exceptionally ferocious.
Actually, in all fairness, Valimasas's current strength wasn't weak. If he were to display his normal strength, it wouldn't be impossible for him to fight against me. At the very least, he wouldn't be defeated so quickly. However, it was a pity that he was too unfamiliar with his sudden increase in strength. At the very least, until now, I hadn't seen him use the Micro Space Warp Evasion System that he was equipped with …
The old demon who was covered in wounds panted heavily as he glared at me with his only remaining eye due to the modification surgery. It was as though he didn't care about the huge wound that was constantly bleeding.
It seemed that this old fellow was going to fight with his life on the line.
Noticing the viciousness and determination in the other party's eyes, I couldn't help but focus my attention. Even though I knew that the other party wasn't my opponent, even a rabbit's struggle before death would erupt with immense strength. Not to mention, a powerful demon was going to fight with his life on the line. I didn't want to be killed in such a ridiculous manner.
"Kill — —" Valimasas suddenly let out a decisive battle roar. I immediately prepared myself to receive the attack.
Then …
Then, this old thing actually turned around and ran …
This shameless old man! He actually ran away!
Sandora's leisurely voice came through the mental link:
"Demons have always been shameless. Do you really think that a sly demon would act like a hero and fight to the death against an enemy who is who knows how many times stronger than him?"
I: "… Alaya! Charge! "
Valimasas never thought that he would be able to escape so quickly after suffering such heavy injuries. However, this wasn't important. What was important was that it seemed that he had escaped with his life.
That God, he was too powerful! One punch, it was just one punch! He had almost turned me into ashes. Perhaps only the few lords in Gloom City could resist such power. Yes, only they could. It wasn't that I wanted to find an excuse for my failure, but that the enemy was simply too powerful. It was impossible for me not to fail!
These chaotic thoughts continuously flashed through Valimasas's mind as he ran for his life. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain from his back.
He quickly turned around and took a defensive stance.
A beautiful angel, shrouded in holy white light, with a pair of large wings slowly flapping on her back, stood there silently. In the angel's hand was a longsword made entirely of light, and it was pulsing with holy power that made every demon tremble.
Alaya gazed at the demon in front of him expressionlessly. Then, he suddenly bowed dumbly and said, "Greetings, Brother Monarch sent me to ambush you."
Valimasas was speechless.
A strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind: Is there something wrong with this angel's brain?
Just as he was stunned by Alaya's performance, a cylindrical holy barrier suddenly descended from the sky, completely trapping him in the air.
"Brother Monarch also said that as long as you were distracted, he would trap you."
Alaya continued to explain kindly, then suddenly revealed a puzzled expression. "Why did Brother Monarch know that you would be distracted?"
… That's because your Brother Monarch has already predicted your silly behavior!!!
Valimasas, who was trapped in the holy cage, wanted to cry but had no tears.
These Protoss were even more shameless than the damn demons!
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