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A bloodletter rushed up from the left with a crimson magic sword, and in the current environment, this lowest-level sadistic demon was suitable cannon fodder, cruel, vicious, bloodthirsty, and endless. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
And most importantly, even the lowliest of demons are naturally demonic, and their bloodthirsty will and boundless anger distort their outward and inner qualities, providing them with unspeakable defense and power, and making their twisted form extremely viciously tamper with the minds of those who witness him, arousing human instinctive fear...... with rage.
Yes, rage, these demons are creatures of abusiveness, anger and killing will become their strength, and what is contained in them is such pure sin.
Burke is well aware of this, and that demons will take advantage of human emotions and feelings and twist them into something completely different from what was originally expected, and this is the trick of these vile, unrealistic beings. They use the bad nature of life to achieve their evil ends.
And it doesn't stop there.
Burke raised the dimensional blade in his hand, held the vertical sword, and then looked at the bloodletter in front of him.
"Blood, blood, give me blood!" A senseless roar came, and Burke raised his left hand without even frowning.
A vague wave flashed, the phase field flashed in Burke's hand, and the iron laws of physics of the real universe took revenge on the creation of the distorted principle of subspace and cut it in two.
"Squeak!" The bloodletter roared, and then a burst of red light flashed all over his body, and then, like a burning flame, vanished.
Demons cannot be killed by normal means, as Burke has long known, and the destruction of their bodies in the real world will only banish them back to subspace. And it won't be long before they will return again and continue their plundering and slaughter.
Faced with an enemy that could not be ended, Burke understood in some ways why the Empire was so paranoid and violent.
In the face of such an enemy, a little forgiveness and tolerance will only destroy you in the end.
There are many things different between the Empire and the Federation, but there is one thing about the Empire, and the Federation may never be able to match it.
The Empire can sacrifice everything in order to survive, and the Federation can never accept this, preferring to lie down in the grave with "naΓ―ve", "childish" fantasies than bow to the darkness.
So, in Burke's opinion, the Federation would be better off staying away from the Galactic and the Empire.
Two completely different countries, even if they are both human beings, but after 20,000 years of isolation, extremely different internal and external environments, and the resulting completely different development trajectories, it is destined that it is difficult for the two sides to understand each other on some issues. Even if there were people within the Federation trying to break through the ice, Burke was not optimistic about that.
"Blood!" Another bloodletter jumped up, and Burke swung his sword directly into his face, and the bloodletter's real body exploded to pieces.
"Okay, how many more demons can you summon? You and I both know that there is a limit to your power, even if these are only the lowest level demons, but it is the same for you. β
There was no reply, another flaming shift, and then four new bloodletters gathered around.
"It doesn't make sense, you should know that." Burke said that the battle with the bloodletter was not so much a test of life and death as a test of mind for a master of battle like Burke, and once Burke lost his mind in the battle against these sadistic demons, then facing the demon who was not afraid of death, defeated, and then died without a place to bury, was the end of Burke.
But Burke's heart had already built a solid ice, and even his anger was not pure anger, but as piercing and deadly as the cold wind of the polar world.
"Enough, they can't shake my mind, unless you can summon some new things out, otherwise, come out and face me, are you still afraid to face a mortal like me?"
"Fear?" A low sneer rang out, "Do you think so, mortal? β
Burke sliced a bloodletter open with a single sword, its physical body twisting and disintegrating, disintegrating.
Burke then raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of electromagnetic bullets, and the high-kinetic metal ammunition shredded the ugly face of a demon and smashed it to pieces from top to bottom.
"Isn't it? You, and your masters who are hiding behind the scenes, do not understand us, our everything. And we know you all back, Space Marines of the XVII, isn't that a big enough blow for you? Burke smiled and pressed his hand on the face of the last demon, and then, a violent flash of lightning directly devoured the demon's mortal body.
"Now, what other tricks do you have?"
A scarlet wind suddenly swept in, heading directly for Burke's neck, and all Burke could do was quickly raise the dimensional blade in his hand to protect him.
Bursts of fierce ground collisions, accompanied by sweeping gravitational fields and subspace flames, an incomparable force was exerted on Burke's sword, even though he was wearing nano armor with built-in electronic muscles, every cell in Burke's body was still roaring wildly.
Burke struggled to open his eyes and saw the tall body of the Bearer, and now, even more terrifyingly, his armor seemed to have undergone some even more terrifying changes, a pair of bloody wings sticking out from his back, and his right hand had merged with the flaming evil sword, just as his left hand had merged with the evil blaster.
His helmet now had a few more tears, but it wasn't a wound, it was a hole in the ground that had been opened by an internal explosion, and tongues of fire and tiny tentacles protruded from it.
"Have you ever seen this great form? Blasphemers? This is a gift I have left for you, your arrogance has given me the opportunity to use him, and now, you have no chance. β
His voice now took on an eerie mixture of tones, one a deep voice, another a bloodthirsty laugh, and then, with a wave of his evil sword, Burke was swept away.
Burke activated the anti-gravity system in the air, then landed on a wall not far away, standing at an angle of nearly ninety degrees.
Then, a smile crossed his face.
"I think it was your arrogance that gave me a chance, Bearer."
[Open the center to the west, armor regulating, release solid serum]
Burke's eyes glowed red, and then, all over his body, the red light flashed for a moment, and then, the raging electricity began to rush.
Burke stomped on the wall, and the tall wall fell as he flew out like a bullet.