Needham Brown exclaimed, "Harrison Clark! You're really... so powerful!"
"You flatter me."
Needham Brown: "Although in intergalactic wars, battleship strikes are the eternal theme. But if every soldier in the army has the same individual strength as you, humans can definitely achieve victory in this war! Come on, let me bring out your true power!"
Harrison Clark changed back into his human form, slowly walked out of the hazy white fog, and assumed an indifferent and arrogant posture.
He said, "Needham Brown, you are as naive as I once was. Thinking that if you give it your all, you can truly understand the real enemy. In fact, this is all an illusion. Even if you die by my hand, you won't be able to understand my realm."
There was a sentence he didn't finish.
Just like how I've died multiple times at the hands of the invaders, and I still haven't seen the true face of the invaders.
Battleship strikes?
That would be a lovely prospect.
I wish!
