"You're courting death, mortal!!"
Andariel stormed out of the ruins, her face twisted with rage and fury. It was only natural. If you were staying peacefully at home and someone suddenly tore your house apart without so much as a word, anyone would go berserk.
Oh, here she comes.
Looking at Andariel before him, Duanmu Huai tightened his grip on his warhammer, a smug smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. In fact, with the power of the BFG9000, he could have blasted Andariel and the monastery into oblivion without a problem.
But Duanmu Huai had not done so.
The reason was simple. As he had said before, when Warp Space creatures were killed in the real world, they would only return to Warp Space. It was like someone sneaking across the border, getting discovered, and then being deported.
But could you guarantee that they would not sneak back in a second time?
Of course not.
Simply killing a Warp Space creature was useless, because what you killed was not the Warp Space creature itself, but the host it had inhabited in this world. The creature's true body would not suffer much harm as a result. Sometimes, if it sensed that the threat was too great, it might even abandon its host and return to Warp Space on its own. After all, sneaking back in next time would only take a few decades or centuries. That was a long time for humans, but to Warp Space, where time had no meaning, it might amount to nothing more than having a little drink, eating some snacks, and watching a ball game.
That was why Duanmu Huai had deliberately adjusted the cannon's power. He did not want her to flee after being frightened by the overwhelming strength of his weapons. If