A Core Ship From The Start-Chapter 903 - 636: Revenge for a Grudge

Many times, for players, the most profound memories in a game may not be the boss battles. It’s just like when playing Super Mario, compared to the boss of the fourth level, players may have a more profound impression of the little fish in the deep sea and the constantly rotating fire columns.

The battle in the Kadiaz Star System was the same for Duanmu Huai.

At first, he came to this remote planet chasing a group of cultists as a Judge, thinking it was a simple tracking and hunting mission.

However, they inadvertently entered a tomb of the Space Undead and disturbed its master.

After a tough battle, Duanmu Huai took down the Space Undead and the cultists, but soon found himself surrounded by a group of Green Orcs that had been drawn by the noise. After making use of the tomb’s environment to take down all the Green Orcs, Duanmu Huai returned to the surface, now completely out of ammunition, desperately wanting to teleport back to his warship and leave———however, what responded to Duanmu Huai wasn’t the warship’s reply, but the silent rustling noise.

Then, a landing pod descended from the sky, crashing to the ground, and just like that, those blasphemous, chaotic hounds appeared before Duanmu Huai.

To this day, Duanmu Huai still remembers that scene, his psychic energy overheated to the limit, the barriers already shattered, armor durability less than 20%, and he had just used up the last medical kit. Logically speaking, Duanmu Huai was left with only one path to death.

But in the end, he successfully broke through and survived.

That was why Duanmu Huai remembered this battle so vividly—difficulty, a near-despair situation, yet in such circumstances, he still managed to fight his way out, and got in touch with other player legions nearby.

But back then, he was playing as a female character and even specialized in Psychic Specialization, but now......

"It’s time to repay you for the three days and nights you chased me!"

Duanmu Huai charged forward with large strides, heading towards his enemies—the warriors of the Black Legion.

The latter, silent, raised their Bomb Guns and aimed at Duanmu Huai, and then the next moment, a thunderous and dull gunshot sounded as one bomb after another spun out, hurtling towards Duanmu Huai.

But Duanmu Huai did not dodge; he fully activated his Psychic Shield and charged forward against the incoming bombs. Bursts of sparks erupted on his body, but this did not slow his speed. Just then, a fierce wind suddenly howled past, obscuring the view ahead. And with a roar, Duanmu Huai’s Jet Backpack fiercely blasted out, taking advantage of the gust to leap into the air, then crashing heavily into the enemy in front of him.

"Bang!"

The Thunder Warhammer struck the leading Black Soldier, sending him flying like a baseball. At the same time, the surrounding Black Soldiers each pulled out Power Swords, swinging them down at Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai, however, twirled his Thunder Warhammer and let out a roar, stomping forcefully on the ground. The earth quaked, and the upsurging airstream instantly repelled the encircling enemies.

A series of lightning bolts erupted in all directions, with black flames scattering among them. However, the Black Soldiers did not descend into chaos. They took action silently and resolutely. Soon, a Black Soldier broke through the veil of black flames and, brandishing his Power Sword, slashed at Duanmu Huai.

But before the swing of the Warhammer, his resistance was so feeble. The Thunder Warhammer effortlessly sent their Power Swords flying, then without a hint of pause, it whooshed downward, smashing right into the Black Soldier’s helmet. In the next moment, the Black Soldier’s head burst open like a watermelon, and his body, along with the pitch-black armor, split in two like a stone shattered by the impact.

But Duanmu Huai was far from satisfied. The sensation transmitted through the Thunder Warhammer seemed to ignite his furious nerves. At that moment, he craved blood, destruction, and slaughter. To Duanmu Huai’s eyes, those Black Soldiers were not enemies but black tin cans, and his job was to crush every one of those black tins flat and watch the meaty paste being squeezed out through the ruptured seams.

"Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne!!"

Another Black Soldier charged forward, wielding a large shield and a Longsword, not hesitating to brush past the mangled corpse of his comrade and roaring as he surged toward Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai also shouted, gripping the Warhammer with both hands, and swung it down hard—the Warhammer heavily crashed onto the Black Soldier’s shield, instantly shattering it like glass, before continuing downward, the searing, lightning-infused hammerhead piercing straight through the Black Soldier’s body.

Immediately after, Duanmu Huai spun around, and his Warhammer, carrying the body of the Black Soldier pierced through it, traced an arc in the air, swinging 180 degrees to smash another enemy backward.

By this moment, other enemies had already swarmed in, their Longswords crossing over one another, pressing onto the shaft of the Thunder Warhammer and blocking Duanmu Huai’s next move. Duanmu Huai simply raised an eyebrow and let go of the Thunder Warhammer, then reached behind to draw his Chainsaw Sword and swung it forward.

"Buzzz————!!"

The spinning Chainsaw Sword collided with the Power Sword, producing a dense series of clashing sounds. Duanmu Huai held the Chainsaw Sword in one hand but pushed down the Black Soldier, who clutched his Longsword with both hands, preventing him from rising. He simply lowered his head, looking at the Black Soldier he pressed nearly to a kneel, then advanced again, punching forward with his left fist.

"Bang!!"

The Power Armor-clad fist heavily struck the Black Soldier’s chest, tilting him off-balance. At the same time, the roaring Chainsaw Sword descended in a spin, splitting the Black Soldier’s helmet and head in two.

Simultaneously, another Black Soldier’s attack reached in front of Duanmu Huai—those who worship the Brutal God never retreat, nor do they hesitate, even if their comrades are killed. It doesn’t matter to them. They ignite their rage and pour everything into a battle that won’t end until one side collapses.

Duanmu Huai, having just disposed of a Black Soldier, could only manage to turn his body aside. The Black Soldier’s Power Sword stabbed deeply into Duanmu Huai’s shoulder armor, getting stuck in the ground. Meanwhile, Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on the Chainsaw Sword and swung powerfully at his enemy.

"Buzz——!"

The black flame-engulfed Chainsaw Sword became the fangs of a beast, tearing apart the Black Soldier’s heavy armor and body. Their dark, blasphemous blood and innards burst forth. But the blow did not finish the Black Soldier. Instead, like a mad beast, he opened his gaping mouth in a roar and reached out to grasp Duanmu Huai’s Chainsaw Sword firmly, undeterred even as the swiftly rotating blade severed his fingers.

Duanmu Huai didn’t have time to retract his Chainsaw Sword—because at this moment, the swooshing Lightning Claw had torn through the dust storm, and a Terminator charged towards him like a wild beast, leaving Duanmu Huai with no choice but to release his weapon once more and clench his fists to face the Terminator’s onslaught head-on.

Behind him, Ogis and Gavi stood there dumbfounded, watching the battle unfold before them.

"Hey, what the hell are these things?"

Hiding to one side, a trembling Gavi whispered to Ogis—the combat was brutal, fast, and bloody. This was completely different from the combat Gavi was used to, a kind filled with savagery, horror, and terror. Gavi herself considered to be hot-tempered, but compared with Duanmu Huai in battle right now, she suddenly felt like a gentle kitten.

"Aren’t you going to help your master?"

"Master ordered me to stay here."

Ogis still wore no expression, just quietly gazing at the battlefield, occasionally dodging stray bullets without moving a foot from her spot.

"You really are the perfect puppet."

Gavi spat out the words viciously, then cautiously peeked out at the battlefield again.

At this moment, Duanmu Huai had engaged in combat with the Terminator.

The Terminator was bigger than Duanmu Huai, and from his gear, it seemed he was a Lord of Chaos. One hand wielded a Lightning Claw, and the other a Chainsaw Fist, his entire being radiated a murderous intent. In contrast, Duanmu Huai stood unarmed, with the Thunder Warhammer and Chainsaw Sword thrown aside, and he was certain his opponent wouldn’t give him time to pick up his weapons.

He didn’t believe the Brutal Believers would have that much patience.

But it didn’t matter, for Duanmu Huai was no longer the fragile player he used to be.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!!!"

Clutching his fists, Duanmu Huai took large strides toward the oncoming Terminator. He didn’t choose to dodge or defend, but instead braced himself to meet the enemy’s attack, and then—to kill it!!

The Lightning Claw ripped through the air, aiming a ferocious swing towards Duanmu Huai, who gritted his teeth and advanced, black flames roaring on his body. In that instant, Fearful Aura burst forth, and for a brief moment, the Terminator’s body jolted—a rigidity induced by an instinctual fear. It was only for an instant, but enough for Duanmu Huai to evade a deadly fate.

"Bang!!"

The Lightning Claw grazed Duanmu Huai’s helmet, striking hard onto his shoulder, while at the same time, Duanmu Huai’s fist landed on the Terminator’s chest.

"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!!!"

A torrent of punches rained down on the Terminator, Duanmu Huai pushing his speed to its limit. His fist hammered into the Terminator’s chest, pounding against its heavy armor. Within just a few seconds, Duanmu Huai had thrown several punches, but the Terminator, seemingly unaffected, raised its Chainsaw Fist and brought it down on Duanmu Huai.

At the same moment, time—stopped.

"Boom———————!!!!!"

"Huh?"

Gavi couldn’t believe her eyes, staring wide-eyed at the battlefield in astonishment. Just a moment ago, she had seen Duanmu Huai futilely launching what seemed like a desperate attack against the massive monster. No matter how he punched, it appeared to have no effect on his opponent whatsoever. It even raised its fist to powerfully smash down on Duanmu Huai—but the next moment, in less than a second, the situation suddenly reversed. The Steel Monster that was smashing its fist down on Duanmu Huai’s head had its chest explosively burst open, and then its entire body was sent flying backward, disintegrating into pieces in mid-air, with Duanmu Huai then standing not far away, holding the Thunder Warhammer in his hand.

She hadn’t even seen when he picked up the Warhammer!

"Rumble rumble rumble—————"

As the Lord of Chaos perished, the ground started to tremble. The scenery before everyone’s eyes returned to normal... the world of swirling dust vanished without a trace, replaced with the pitch-black underground corridor and the door opposite, illuminated by magical light.

"Phew—————"

Duanmu Huai shouldered his Warhammer, exhaling deeply, then walked back to where Ogis and Gavi were and looked at them.

"Alright, let’s keep moving."