The Defense Force soldiers calmly faced the noble commander as he continued his charge, methodically firing their weapons at him.
Blast Guns, Ripper Rifles, rockets, heavy anti-aircraft machine guns, and siege shells all opened fire. Their fierce barrage was like a torrent of steel, mercilessly pouring down upon the noble commander.
Although the noble commander possessed that mysterious deflection field, he could not completely withstand such powerful attacks. He began to suffer repeated injuries, his body gradually being struck by the bombardment.
However, when the noble commander's left palm was blown apart, an astonishing scene unfolded—flesh buds began to surge from his left wrist, rapidly growing into a sharp claw. Like the talon of a bird of prey, the claw gleamed with a cold light and radiated an intense sense of threat.
Even more shocking, every injured part of the noble commander's body began to regrow new limbs amid the writhing flesh buds.
These new limbs came in all manner of forms. Some resembled bird beaks, others wings, while still others took on all sorts of strange and grotesque shapes. At the same time, a layer of blue feathers covered his body, making him look both bizarre and terrifying.
The noble commander seemed utterly unaware of the abnormalities occurring to his body. His eyes turned scarlet, and a low roar emerged from his throat as he charged furiously toward the Defense Force soldiers, bellowing without pause:
"Die, heretics! Great Emperor above, grant me Your mighty power and let me slaughter these evil heretics!"
In the noble commander's eyes, he was relying on the Emperor's blessing as he repeatedly charged those heretics. But the heretics were exceptionally cunning. They had no intention of engaging him in close combat, constantly fighting while retreating, leaving the noble commander unable to approach those damned