Wu Pifu finally saw the depth of those Ascendant Bodies wandering the Shattered Domain.
To be honest, his impression of the Ascendant Bodies in the Shattered Domain had been terrible from the start. That was why he had gone on a killing spree the moment he left the space. Otherwise, given his personality, as long as he had not confirmed that someone was definitely inhuman, he would generally listen to what they said, watch what they did, and only then decide how to treat them.
What had happened in Nightmare Space had shaken him too deeply.
He was no rookie who had never seen bloodshed, slaughter, or death, nor was he some weakling unable to lift a blade. Perhaps in other people's eyes, he was humanity's quiet pillar holding up the heavens, the blade of slaughter and messenger of death to alien races, an unimaginably powerful Child of the Era. But he himself knew what he was... He was only a human being, and in Nightmare Space, he had been frightened as a human being.
That was right!
That was the greatest reason for his rage, for why he had begun killing the instant he emerged... He had been scared.
To repeat, he had seen bloodshed, slaughter, death, even the most terrifying of all things: annihilation. Whether in the Super Soldier Dream World, the Buddha-Defying Dream World, or any other Dream World, he had seen far too much of it.
He could wield a blade and kill with it too. The Primordial Evil he had just destroyed could attest to that, as could the extraterrestrial demons whose motherships he had cleaved apart along with them.
He was still Wu Pifu, the man who lived on if he could and accepted death if he could not.
What had frightened him was