Colonial Suit

The nail fragment was only a few millimeters in size, but this dust-like object made the old man's heart sink, and his whole body felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Not good!" He was just about to react when he saw the fragment suddenly turn into a red light and flash past. When he hurriedly turned his head, he saw the red light enter the body of a mercenary.

The mercenary was maintaining vigilance, but as the red light entered his chest, he suddenly froze. Then, he let out an earth-shattering roar, a sound like a beast at the end of its rope. In just an instant, less than a microsecond, his eyes turned blood red. Amidst the surprised gazes of his companions, he grabbed a mercenary next to him and bit down.

Both he and the mercenary were wearing heavy armor, but with this bite, the mask shattered, revealing two long fangs. The fangs were sharper than photon daggers, piercing through his companion's defenses in an instant, and then he began to suck greedily.

For a time, only the screams of his companion could be heard. Before everyone's eyes, his flesh aged at a visible rate. All his hair turned gray, wrinkles appeared on his skin, his bones shrank, and his face twitched. The light in his eyes also quickly dimmed.

"..." His voice grew softer and softer, and after a few seconds, he stopped breathing. The shriveled corpse fell to the ground with a thud, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.

He was dead.

He had been sucked dry of all life force by his companion. Perhaps he had held beautiful fantasies before embarking on this mission, but now, he was just a corpse.

In front of him, the mercenary, the instigator, wiped his mouth and suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

Blood-red mist spewed out from his pores, instantly enveloping more than a dozen mercenaries around him. Amidst the pungent stench of blood, he laughed maniacally, his eyes shooting out violent and cruel gazes.

"No one can kill me. Even if you are at the peak of nuclear energy, don't even think about it!"

"Dirk!?" The old man's face twitched, staring in disbelief at the beast-like mercenary.

Yes, it was indeed Dirk. The old man would never forget his voice and his hideous, devilish face. But he never would have imagined that even under his attack, which condensed the energy of a planet, Dirk could still survive and seemed to have suffered no fatal injuries.

Most frighteningly, he had taken advantage of his weakness to rush into the mercenary ranks behind him, replenishing his life energy on a large scale.

Silently, more than a dozen mercenaries enveloped in the blood mist all fell, just like the companion whose life force had been drained before, becoming Dirk's nourishment. And Dirk became even stronger. In just a few seconds, his flesh had returned to its previous strength. Thick tendons coiled around his body like tree roots, and his whole body exuded a violent and bloody aura.

He looked up at the old man and grinned.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot.

"Hmm?" The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could react, he suddenly felt an irresistible force pressing down from above, smashing him into the ground with a bang. Countless blood-colored fists then poured into his body like meteors.

Boom...

The entire cave was shaking, and blood filled the sky. Dirk's speed was too fast. Every time he threw a punch, it was like a meteor streaking across the sky. In an instant, he unleashed hundreds of millions of attacks. Under his terrifying power, the ground was dug up, and the cave walls were torn apart. Endless energy seemed to be released like a tidal wave, repelling everyone else.

Even more terrifying was that he was still laughing and laughing wildly amidst such a frenzied attack!

"Hahahaha... Die... Die..."

"Hand over your flesh, soul, and everything!"

"Suffer, wail!"

"Pray to your God, and then groan at my feet!"

"No one can save you, no one can forgive you!"

"For this is my will!"

"Even God must get out of my way!"

Amidst the mad laughter, Dirk's attacks became even more terrifying. At first, it was just fists, but later he changed to fists and claws, tearing at the old man's body frantically. Tufts of flesh were torn out, and even white bones could be seen. He clawed and bit wildly, his mouth full of blood and chunks of flesh. In the end, he put his hands together and slammed them down like heavy hammers countless times.

Blood splattered beneath him, and the old man was already a bloody mess. But Dirk still felt it wasn't enough, and suddenly stood up, grabbing the old man.

The next moment, he opened his mouth and bit down hard on the old man's neck! Chewing frantically!

The sound of 'sizzling' sucking came from his ears, and the old man felt as if his soul was going mad.

He never expected that the real Dirk would be so terrifying, so crazy. How could this still be a noble and elegant Pluto from ancient times? This was clearly a terrifying beast from the deepest part of hell, beneath the endless sea of blood.

No one can contain the fear of losing life force, and neither can the old man. Even though he was already a star-level powerhouse, the moment he felt his life force disappearing along Dirk's fangs, he still felt a tremor deep in his soul.

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But he could still resist, still fight!

Even if he was a bloody mess, even if his tendons and bones were broken, as long as he could still breathe, he could fight!

"Entertainment Show" Amidst extreme pain, the old man suddenly raised his right hand and pressed it in front of Dirk, spitting blood as he roared.

"Seven Sins of Desire..."

"Eh?" Dirk let out a soft cry, suddenly interrupting. "So you're just an avatar, and your main body is somewhere else. But do you think you can escape like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly bit down, severing the old man's palm. At the same time, countless red threads shot out from his body, suddenly burrowing into the old man's skin. At first glance, it looked as if a red net was wrapping him and the old man together.

But the old man's feelings were different. As the red threads burrowed in, he clearly felt a terrifying hunger spreading along his connection with the main body, instantly descending upon the main body, which was an unknown distance away. A heart-wrenching pain was transmitted, and he knew that the main body had been damaged.

Not just an ordinary injury, but damage from the level of the source of life. His life force, including the main body's life force, was being lost due to these red threads, just like the plunder of ancient colonies.

"No!" The old man could no longer contain the fear in his heart and shouted loudly.

The next moment, he suddenly twisted his body, ignoring Dirk's grip on his neck, and shot backwards. With a tearing sound, half of his neck and shoulder were bitten off by Dirk, revealing the white bones and bloody internal organs below. Blood splattered like it was free, and the old man staggered back into the protection of the mercenaries. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a woman's neck.

"You can't defeat me! Dirk, open your eyes and see who she is!???"

On the old man's cold fingers was Jules' astonished face... (To be continued.)