Slaying Heg (Part 2)

Originally, even if Heg had relied solely on his body to withstand it, he would not have fallen into such an absolute disadvantage from the very start. No matter what, Heg was an individual of a Ninth Order Biological Civilization, and his physical strength was beyond imagination.

But the crucial point was that the energy throughout his body was now in a state of turmoil.

Never assume that energy had nothing to do with physical strength. Without energy maintaining it, Heg's body retained the same defense against physical attacks, but its resistance to attacks on a non-physical level had been greatly reduced.

His outer scales shattered, while his inner skin was cut open with wound after wound. Purple blood began spraying in every direction.

Yet this terrifying attack had only just begun unleashing its horrifying might. It was still far from over!

"Damn it, I was actually forced into such a pathetic state!"

As a lofty Ninth Order biological individual, he had been repeatedly suppressed by an Eighth Order Technological Civilization he had never considered worthy of notice. It dealt a severe blow to his pride, nearly driving him mad.

However, he had no opportunity to go mad now. After all, all of Heg's attention was focused on the attack before him. A moment of carelessness could mean immediate death.

More than ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye. Having exhausted its kinetic potential, the Dark Energy Cannon finally began fading into the void. The spatial collapse it had caused in the surrounding area was also rapidly recovering under the universe's self-repairing force.

Having exhausted every means at his disposal to block the attack, Heg was now gasping heavily, even though there was no air in space.

The hundreds of wounds covering his body constantly reminded him that