Did the Pterodactyl People have any malicious intentions?
No. They merely sought to survive, protect their nests, and hunt prey. The law of the jungle in nature could not be judged by humanity's shallow notions of good and evil.
And were the three humans who had intruded into their nests doing evil?
No, they were not. Su Ming needed to restart this Harvesting Center, activate its transportation or communication devices, contact the Vanuli, and join forces with them against the Beyonders. It was for the long-term peace and stability of the entire universe.
Neither side was wrong, yet this battle still had to be fought, and it would be a fight to the death.
Of course, might made right. The only outcome would be the humans surviving and the Pterodactyl People being wiped out.
Even so, when their nests were invaded and they charged at the three like madmen, their momentum was quite impressive.
They swooped down at high speed, trying to pounce with their long beaks and claws. They also used crude weapons to employ simple tactics, such as volleys.
But compared to Deathstroke, the gap in strength was far too great. And as creatures with heads, their necks were far too long, like duck necks, making Su Ming unable to resist twisting a few.
"Force Choke!"
As The Force was unleashed, a string of firecracker-like pops rang through the command center. Every pterodactyl had its neck snapped, its head torn off, and stuffed into Strangle's gaping mouth.
Whether they were Pterodactyl People warriors launching attacks, mother dragons shielding their eggs with their wings, or young Dragon Men poking their heads out of the nests to watch.
In an instant, Deathstroke killed them all. There were no exceptions.
"Ying ying ying."
As Strangle chewed, it also offered its assessment.