"Enough!"
Dominic could no longer hold back.
He no longer cared about his own safety.
Taking advantage of the moment when Ragnar lifted the top cover of the second Stormblade.
He suddenly accelerated and rushed behind Ragnar.
"Die, monster!"
Dominic roared.
He turned the Power Claw to its maximum setting.
The pale blue disintegration field became more dazzling than ever before.
"Die!"
With all his might, he plunged his pair of Power Claw deep into Ragnar's back, then twisted them violently.
This time, the Power Claw successfully pierced Ragnar's tough skin, penetrating deep into his body and churning his internal organs.
"Awooo!!!"
Ragnar and the giant maw on his stomach both let out painful roars.
Two roars of different frequencies intertwined, making one's eardrums ache.
Dark green blood flowed continuously from the wound, thick like petroleum.
"It works!"
Dominic was secretly delighted.
He was about to exert more force when, at that moment, Ragnar suddenly turned around.
He stretched out his huge hand and grabbed Dominic by the back.
"Gotcha!"
A sinister smile appeared on Ragnar's face.
He swung it forcefully.
He slammed Dominic forward violently.
Dominic felt a sudden dizziness.
But he was, after all, a battle-hardened warrior.
As he was being tossed around, he suddenly twisted his body.
The head-down position instantly turned into a feet-down position.
Just before it hits the ground.
He activated the jetpack on the back of the Celestial Lions Armour.
Blue flames shot out from the nozzle, generating an upward thrust.
The impact was successfully mitigated.
Dominic landed steadily on the ground.
He did not hesitate at all.
The instant he landed, he abruptly pulled out his Power Claw.
"Whoosh!"
The sharp claws swiftly sliced a long gash into Ragnar's arm.
"Ah!"
Ragnar winced in pain and lessened the pressure on his hand.
In the instant he was distracted by the pain...
The grenade launcher hidden in Dominic's gauntlet suddenly opened.
Several Melta grenades were fired at the giant mouth on Ragnar's stomach.
He had assumed that Ragnar would avoid it.
Or they might try to block it with their hands.
But instead of dodging, Ragnar's giant mouth on its stomach opened even wider.
"Awoo!"
It swallowed several Melta Bomb whole in one gulp.
Then, it smacked its lips in satisfaction, closed its mouth tightly, and began to chew.
It looked less like a deadly bomb and more like some delicious food.
"What?!"
Dominic was stunned.
He had never seen such a gluttonous monster.
They even eat bombs?
Ragnar was speechless. He kept rummaging through his stomach, hoping the guy would vomit.
But it was too late; he felt a burning heat spreading rapidly inside his stomach.
What did you feed me?!
Ragnar glared angrily at Dominic.
He was about to reach out and grab Dominic.
"Boom!!!"
Several Melta Bomb exploded simultaneously inside his stomach.
The temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius instantly filled his abdominal cavity.
"Ugh... Ah!!!"
Ragnar let out a muffled groan of extreme pain.
He instinctively released his grip on Dominic's hand and clutched his stomach tightly with both hands.
His stomach swelled up rapidly, like a balloon.
Her skin was stretched so tight it was shiny, as if it might burst at any moment.
But it quickly shrank back, with dark green blood and melted internal organs continuously oozing from the corners of its mouth and the giant mouth on its stomach.
"Fire now!"
Dominic shouted.
He deftly leaped backward, creating distance between himself and the enemy.
Behind him, a Stormblade had already completed its charge.
"Boom!!!"
A thick stream of blue plasma shot toward Ragnar with lightning speed.
This shot was fired at point-blank range.
There was absolutely no way to escape.
"Bang!!!"
The plasma beam struck Ragnar precisely in the chest.
The massive explosion sent Ragnar flying.
He flew through the air in a parabola before crashing heavily to the ground dozens of meters away.
It slid for more than ten meters on the ground before coming to a stop.
Did we win...?
"A guard, panting heavily, asked."
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the spot where Ragnar had fallen.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
A long time passed.
A gigantic hand emerged from the smoke and dust and pressed down on the ground.
Then, Ragnar slowly stood up.
A huge hole was blasted into his chest by the plasma beam.
Through the hole, you could even see his beating heart.
Dark green blood continued to gush from the wound.
He looked utterly miserable.
But he is indeed still alive.
"Damn, it's so hard!"
Dominic couldn't help but curse under his breath.
How come they didn't die?
Just how resilient is this monster?
Ragnar shook his head, still seeming a little dizzy.
He looked down at the hole in his chest.
Then, dragging his battered body, he walked step by step toward the Stormblade nearby.
"Oh no, he's about to devour and recover again!"
"Stop him!"
Dominic was about to rush forward.
Just then...
An excited voice suddenly came from the communicator.
"Lord Dominic! Good news!"
"Without Ragnar in command, the Anna's shields have been completely breached by us!"
"We've deployed a large number of boarding troops, and they're currently engaged in fierce combat with the Orks aboard the Anna!"
"It won't be long before we have complete control of the Anna!"
" Ragnar has no way out!"
This news was like a shot in the arm, injecting a powerful dose of encouragement into everyone's hearts.
Everyone's spirits lifted.
yes.
No matter how powerful this monster is.
His fleet is finished.
He is now all alone.
If they can hold on, victory will ultimately belong to them.
But this news was a bolt from the blue for Ragnar.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He looked up at the ceiling of the hall.
It seemed as if one could see the burning Anna through its thick armor.
The Anna was his flagship and had an inseparable connection with him.
Now, it's going to be taken away by those damned shrimps.
An unprecedented surge of anger instantly overwhelmed Ragnar's reason.
He turned his head abruptly.
His eyes had turned blood red.
It was filled with madness and murderous intent.
He ignored the wreckage of the Stormblade.
He no longer cared about the severe wound in his chest.
All his attention was focused on Dominic.
It's all because of this shrimp.
It's all because of this damn shrimp.
That's why he's ended up in this situation.
Kill him!
He must be killed!
"Ah!!!"
Ragnar let out a roar that sounded inhuman.
He rushed towards Dominic without regard for his own safety.
This time, he abandoned all defense.
He no longer dodged any attacks.
He no longer paid attention to his wounds.
There was only one thought in his mind.
Kill Dominic!