It's been a long time since I've fought like this.

With no one to watch, you can use all your strength and skills to your heart's content, and in this case, it's not for the sake of victory, but just fighting for the pleasure itself. I know that this is how the wolves take pleasure in the battle itself, and they seem to be the only ones in the empire who are generally like this, after all, as a soldier, this mentality is wrong.

But it's cool after all, isn't it? I can beat an enemy to my heart's content, and the enemy can persist in being beaten for a long time without dying, and more importantly, the enemy has no real ability to threaten my life.

Well, I'm still a little far from the realm of wild wolves. I don't want them to be so truly defiant of death.

The hatching process was disturbed by Yan zhòng, and not long ago Yan zhòng was injured, and the demon's power has dropped to a level that I can completely suppress, and it is completely no longer the previous situation when I was pressed and beaten by it outside the battleship and could not fight back. At this time, this demon prince, barely three meters tall, is at best equivalent to a stout bloodletter, and he can't even condense his will into a demon weapon, and after losing two weapons, he can only rely on his claws to fight, and my two huge weapons barely or even can't include me in the attack range at all. Sometimes it will suddenly unleash chaotic energy to extend the range of its attacks, but that will only be enough to pierce my psionic shield through a layer or two. As an expert in using shields, I can maintain at least five layers of shields while I concentrate on combat, and refilling broken shields is just a matter of breathing.

However, even so, it was still difficult for me to defeat it for a while. The precious greatsword that I have kept for thirteen years is not heavy, at least it is so light that it is almost weightless for the amount of psionic power I possess, and I can wield it for a long time that is difficult to see with the naked eye, but the demon has hundreds of years—maybe even thousands of years—of combat experience, and even if its speed is not unbelievably fast to me, even if my sword attacks are not foreseen because it does not use the strength of my limbs, it still almost perfectly judges the path of each of my attacks, And dodge as much as you can. Occasionally, if you rub it once or twice, it is only a skin wound that does not hurt the muscles and bones, and it can heal on its own almost instantly.

I remember, this greatsword is an energy weapon, but how to activate its energy force field? I didn't see anything resembling a rune on the sword, so I couldn't do anything.

If the full power of this sword could be unleashed, the battle would have ended long ago. I vividly remember the power of this sword in the hands of those silver-gray space marines, its energy force field like the most blazing flame, able to make the demon's flesh and blood instantly wiped out, and there is no possibility of recovery. Low-level demons like banshees and bloodletters don't even need a blade, just the light of the sword can injure them and even expel them from the real world.

However, this shortcoming can be made up for with just a few more swords......

While swinging my sword, I was still controlling the huge mechanical claw. This green-skinned orc's creature is about the size of a demon, and it seems to be more than enough in weight, so if it touches it, it can send the demon far away with a single touch. I kept my claws open, ready to clamp down on the demon and deliver the fatal blow with my sword, but the demon never gave me the chance. Compared to the relatively light greatsword, it was still too bulky.

I thought it should only be a matter of time before I cut off the demon's head to please the emperor. But as time passed, I suddenly realized how stupid and arrogant I was.

It looks like the demon can hold on for a little longer, but I'm almost losing it.

It's not a lack of strength, although the current battle is full force, the use of psionic energy has not reached my limit, and I can calmly draw power from the subspace without worrying about backlash. My body is not very expensive, and now the demon no longer has the ability to let me waste my body excessively.

But I'm starting to feel tightness in my chest.

It's been more than half an hour since I was dragged from the Devil's Egg into the Cosmic Void by the Demon's Egg, and I've been using stored bottled air to breathe, and each time I break a layer of shield, I lose some air. By now that I've been fighting, my air reserves have been depleted!

Soon, I'll be suffocating and in a coma! And judging by the current situation, I probably won't be able to hold out until the demon falls.

And, even if I went back the way I came, there wouldn't be enough air left to get back to where there was air. And if you want to teleport, you must not have demons around to interfere.

When I began to focus on finding a way out, I unconsciously slowed down my offensive. The demon immediately saw my fatigue and took the opportunity to intensify his attack. At the beginning of the battle, I stood in front of my bait and did not retreat, and at this point I was forced to retreat.

Then, instead of pressing further, the sadistic Demon Prince pounced on the bait I had placed there, the giant head of the Sharis Demon. Before I could react to stop it, it grabbed it in my hand and swallowed it without hesitation.

It's a fantastic shot. Sharis's demonic body was enormous, his head almost the size of my torso, much larger than the Demon Prince's head, and much thicker than his neck. But the Demon Prince grew his mouth in a gesture that no mortal could never do, and forced the huge head into his mouth, trying to swallow it - like a snake devouring prey bigger than its own head.

Rao is a well-informed person, and I was still slightly shocked by this scene. It should be said that this guy deserves to be a world eater?

But my shock was only for a moment. Before I could swallow, I rushed forward and raised my outstretched claws to grip the demon's neck steadily—I have to say that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, just as it was difficult for a snake to make other movements during devouring, and the Demon Prince was slow and defenseless.

In the hands of the green-skinned war leader, this mechanical claw has an invincible terrifying power that can crumple a Chimera into flattened pieces. I don't have the powerful power machinery that Greenskin made of me now, but I can pinch most creatures to death with my own psionic powers—only because I don't dare to use my psionic energy to make direct contact with demons.

I lightly pinched the Demon Prince's neck until it almost completely lost its thickness, and then threw its body against the wall, ramming it into the steel. Immediately afterward, I was about to swing my sword to make up for the fatal blow, but it immediately did something that shocked me even more.

It spat out its skull, slashed its belly open with its claws, and shoved the skull inside.

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