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Just as the old man was in utter shock.

In another part of the starry sky, two silver figures were engaged in a high-speed chase.

Their speed was so great that they looked like two silver lines in the starry sky, tearing apart the silence.

The figure in front was a gaunt man with an insidious face and an unforgettable hooked nose.

The one behind him was a bald man with a burly figure like a bear. It was Hensel.

Neither of them was wearing armor, but they were still flying freely in the universe, showing no sign of strain. Anyone who saw this would be shocked.

**To survive in outer space, one must possess the strength of a Comet-level warrior. This is also the mark of a Comet-level warrior.

Hensel was a Meteor-level warrior, so doing this was naturally not difficult, but who was the figure in front, and how could he possess such terrifying strength?

"Hensel!" While flying at high speed, the figure in front laughed maniacally. "You've been chasing me for two star regions. Won't you give up yet? The destruction of T6 wasn't my doing alone. Why are you only chasing me? If you have the ability, go and kill those Death Mercenaries and Space Pirates!"

"..." Hensel behind him remained silent, like an ancient rock. But he suddenly raised his hand and threw a straight punch.

The distance between him and the man in front was at least several hundred kilometers, but this straight punch seemed to cross space and time, directly hitting the hooked-nose man's back. The man hurriedly released an energy shield, barely managing to block Hensel's blow.

With a loud bang, a white shockwave erupted from the point of contact between the two, instantly covering an area of several hundred square kilometers. Countless purple-red flashes of lightning disappeared in an instant, leaving countless phantoms in the starry sky. Even a floating rock with a diameter of several kilometers was hit by the shockwave and instantly annihilated into dust invisible to the naked eye.

The hooked-nose man spat out a mouthful of blood. His face became even more ferocious. "Hensel!! You madman!! Are you trying to destroy this star region? Your power has exceeded the tolerance of this starry sky. Such casual attacks will disrupt the balance of space!"

Despite saying that, he flew even faster. His panicked appearance made it seem like he was afraid Hensel would attack again.

Hensel remained silent, simply flying without a word. After a long while, he finally snorted coldly. "I don't care, I just want to kill you. Lundebeck, I won't let you escape this time no matter what!"

"You're a madman! A madman!" The man called Lundebeck was about to explode with anger. But his face was getting paler and paler.

As an old opponent, he knew Hensel's strength very well. This terrifying, formidable, and dreadful man was simply an anomaly among Meteor-level warriors. Once other warriors reached the Meteor level, they would try to reduce combat as much as possible, doing their best to reach the Planet level. But he was different. He was fighting almost every moment, as if he was born to fight, regardless of whether fighting would harm him. That crazy look was simply like a demon.

No wonder in the mercenary world, many people called Hensel the 'War Demon', overshadowing his original nickname 'Mad Tiger'.

If he could, Lundebeck wouldn't want to be enemies with Hensel. But by some twist of fate, he had ambushed Hensel once many years ago. This had forged the hatred between the two. That was the first time Lundebeck's ambush had failed, and also the last time. But just that once had made Lundebeck form a nightmare he could never escape for the rest of his life.

"Stop chasing me, okay?" Feeling his mental energy gradually decreasing, Lundebeck's face was pale, but he didn't dare to stop at all. "We're both Meteor-level warriors. Continuing to fight like this will only lead to mutual destruction. Hensel, don't you want to go back and see the T6 space station? Isn't there still a vassal of yours there?"

"He's already independent!" Hensel replied coldly. His face remained unchanged. "And a man who can't even persevere isn't worthy of being my vassal!"

"But there are other Death Mercenaries and Space Pirates there," Lundebeck said with a sly grin as he ran. "You wouldn't just watch him die, would you?"

"..." Hensel fell silent, and after a long while, he spoke again. "He was handpicked by me. I believe in him!"

"You're a cold-blooded creature!" Lundebeck was so angry that he almost fainted. "You're so ruthless even to your own vassal. Are you even human?"

"Shut up!! Someone who only knows schemes and tricks has no right to say that!" Hensel roared, interrupting Lundebeck. "How could a clown like you understand a man's persistence! An eaglet that doesn't experience wind and rain will always be just a fledgling! A tiger cub that doesn't experience blood and fire will always be just a kitten! Lundebeck, wanting to shake my resolve with this is utterly foolish! You will die today, at my hands!!"

Before his voice faded, dazzling purple-red lightning suddenly erupted around Hensel, and his entire body instantly disappeared into the starry sky, as if he had never appeared at all.

On the contrary, when Lundebeck saw this scene, it was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. He immediately let out a terrified scream!

"Hensel, you're crazy!! You'll die!!"

In the midst of his scream, a white light also flickered around his body. He disappeared directly from where he was, followed by constant flickering in the starry sky, each flicker covering a distance of thousands of kilometers.

A high-level technique of energy mercenaries, ultra-long distance flicker.

Chain!

This was a high-level teleportation technique that allowed the user to instantly cross an indescribable distance, and without any cooldown time. However, it was extremely rare to be able to teleport continuously like Lundebeck. One had to know that although this technique had no cooldown time, it required extremely high control over energy, and the energy consumption was enormous. So unless absolutely necessary, ordinary people would never use this technique, let alone do chain teleports like Lundebeck.

But Lundebeck had his own bitter reasons, he had no choice but to use it. Because Hensel had already caught up.

That terrifying man had actually torn through the anti-space with his physical body!

**Crossing anti-space was a sign of the Meteor level. But in fact, Lundebeck knew that only melee Meteor warriors would do this. Because crossing anti-space was too dangerous, not only did it require precise positioning, but more importantly, it required a strong body and an indestructible will. Anti-space was treacherous and unpredictable, and a slight carelessness would result in being attacked by anti-matter and spatial rifts. At that time, let alone a Meteor-level warrior, even a Planet-level warrior would instantly be reduced to ashes.

Crossing anti-space with one's physical body was gambling with one's life! That kind of madness made even Lundebeck shudder. Although he was also a Meteor-level warrior, he would never dare to do it.

This was the difference in will! The unbridgeable gap between the strong and the weak!!

What seemed like a complicated process was actually just a moment. Almost at the same time that Lundebeck appeared after his fifth ultra-flicker chain teleport, Hensel's tiger-like figure emerged from the void behind him. He grabbed Lundebeck's ankle. Then, with a casual squeeze, Lundebeck let out a painful scream. His entire ankle had been crushed by Hensel.

But this was just the beginning. As Hensel's battle momentum surged, Lundebeck's calf instantly turned gray, gradually being torn apart and scattered in the starry sky.

"Hensel!! You madman!! You'll die first!!" Lundebeck screamed in terror. Finally, he stopped running and flew towards a planet below.

Behind him, Hensel was covered in blood, with countless wounds all over his body. But he didn't seem to feel anything. The largest wound was on Hensel's back, spanning his waist. Flesh and blood were turned outwards, and even the spine inside had visible cracks.

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"I will die!" Hensel's eyes flashed with insane ferocity. But his expression was calm and unwavering.

"But so will you!"

Saying that, he also flew towards the planet below...

Breaking through the atmosphere, the two were like two meteors falling from the sky, crashing into this huge planet one after the other.

This was a completely red planet, with no water, no plants, and no signs of any life. The only thing it possessed was endless lava. The entire planet was covered with countless volcanoes, constantly spewing out scorching flames. Rolling lava flowed across the planet's surface, forming an ocean of magma.

Lundebeck landed first, choosing a rock in the sea of magma. But Hensel, due to his injuries, had a body that was somewhat out of control, falling directly into the sea of magma.

Looking at the pillar of magma shooting into the sky, Lundebeck gasped for breath, a sinister and vicious look on his face.

"Hensel, I told you you would die. Hehe...hehehehe...You didn't think that I ran for so long just because I was afraid of you, did you?"

"This planet is called Yake Els, which in ancient Hebrew means the fingernail of the Flame God. It existed long before the Great Chaos. Countless warriors have fallen here. So it is also known as the Warrior's Tomb. Hehehe, do you want to know why so many warriors fell here?"

The sea of magma was churning, but there was no sign of Hensel coming out. Nor could he answer Lundebeck's question.

Lundebeck laughed even more happily, eventually turning into a maniacal laugh. The maniacal laugh aggravated his internal injuries, causing blood to spill from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't seem to feel it.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

"Because, this is the trial ground of the most terrifying civilization during the Great Chaos, the Krodel! Under this planet lies a terrifying Ash War Beast! A terrifying demon that has been hungry for countless years but has never been able to break free! Even if you, Hensel, are strong, you are still just a Meteor level, how can you escape from the mouth of this terrifying demon that has existed since ancient times?"

"You will die, die under my guidance, Lundebeck. This is your glory!! Hahahaha!!"

As if confirming Lundebeck's words, at this moment, the entire planet began to shake, and a terrifying roar suddenly came from deep beneath the sea of magma. Immediately afterwards, the sea of magma in front of Lundebeck suddenly exploded, revealing the deep seabed below.

At the deepest part of the seabed, a huge red monster was roaring madly, holding a blood-covered figure in its claws.

That figure's head was lowered, but wasn't it Hensel?