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He detects the language, and replies. "放下你的武器對你的健康來說比瞄准我更好。"

He glares at them. Any of them close enough would notice a red LED 500 appear on the back of his 25-pound assault rifle, and all of them could see runes glowing a bright red on his armor.
(OOC : Sorry for the late reply)

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A Berthold clone got sliced in half successfully and then got quickly dissipated into thin air.

As this otherworldly supersoldier rolled to another clone, a ball of energy suddenly barged in the way and burst into a purple rift.

"Goodbye!" With great force, the rift forcefully sucked the supersoldier into it. The rift then closed down, leaving nothing in its wake.


In a strange, distant land of mushrooms and swamps immersed in the dark...

A rift opened up in the sky, and the super soldier came down crashing onto a vast swamp, unleashing a shockwave that trembled the earth.
The smelly, muddy, corrosive waters of the swamp kept dragging the super soldier down as if the swamp was a monster hungry for its meal. Even more bothersome, several swampy roots glowing in mysterious green hues arose out of the swamp and quickly entangled him.

"Close atmospherics!" He barely shouts it in time to prevent the acidic swampwater from getting into his helmet, and his armor's runes glow brightly as the corrosive, viscous fluid tries to eat away at it. He brutally tears at the roots, freeing himself, and he orders the suit to bring him to ground level. In a bright flash, his body and suit are Warped away a few feet above the ground, and he falls onto the hard surface. "Where am I?" The suit gives no response - this planet was unlogged by the Imperial Navy. It looked like someone would have to reclaim it in His name. "For the Emperor."
For the Emperor. Let it be done.
He is weakest to his allies.
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Ahh, interesting character. And Ice's mere presence now also left Helmina feeling quite... threatened and disempowered.

I'm curious, does Ice really give a damn about this "Galatic Emperor" thing, or does he just use this as an excuse to mess with Earth empires? Is Ice really loyal to this "Emperor", or is he the real one in charge because "he's Emperor's Chosen, he decides who is Emperor or not"?

And how to defeat or at least weaken Ice, if I may ask?

Ah yes, Ice. Since most things on Earth are run by other roleplayers who are quite busy, Ice could really mess things up and others would have it harder to keep track of things. I thought Ice could help himself going into the dark world of Alastorn. He could end up there either falling into a portal by accident, or intentionally making a portal after hearing myths about this world. The dark world is full of many treasures and wonders hidden in dungeons and woods, but also many horrors and monsters/preys too. And a much tougher empire, as well. So how does it sound?

My reply has to wait for some time though, hope you don't mind.

Ice's loyalty is based off of the Warhammer: 40K empire. There is NOTHING more important than the restoration of his Imperium to him. He'll go to war against entire nations on his own should he feel it'll bring him closer to restoring the Empire.
The armor is SC2, the loyalty is WH40K, and everything else is me. The Imperial Champion part I made up, since he's a Space Marine - a biologically enhanced supersoldier.
You can't kill him by attacking him directly. You have to disable him first.

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Berthold chuckled all of a sudden and mocked, "Wait, which Imperial banner? The Holy Roman Empire's one, or the Israeli one?"

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"Very well then, Holy Roman bootlicker."

One of the Bertholds turned back and let out a thunderous echo, "Call in all of our finest Vanguards, heroes, commandos, elite battlemages, whoever strong enough and loyal to me! We're going to kick a Holy Roman ass back to his dimension!"

"They're on their way now, Mister Charlemagne. Why not we play some games while we wait?" said a Berthold copy with a big evil grin.

*five Bertholds drew their great blazing blades and went spinning into literal hot tornados, which then rushed to slice Ice whlist unleashing gusts of hot fiery wind*
*dark orange fireballs were also hurled all over the place as the bladestorms spin*

*at the same time,*
*three Bertholds shouted, "Arcanic Runes!"*
*glowing runes emerged from many directions and went to hit Ice, exploding upon impact. may likely tamper with his gadgets, though*
*two more Bertholds shouted, "Aqueda!"*
*two massive waves of greenish jade-water went to splash Ice, and slowly crystalize into solid jade thereafter*

He sighs. "Same tricks, same day, is it?" He jumps backwards, the ice splashing onto the ground and crystallizing it, narrowly missing him. The swords don't do much damage, merely chipping his armor, revealing arcane runes beneath it to protect him. The explosive runes hit him directly in the side, sending him flying a few feet, but then they hear a thunderous revving of an engine, and Ice smiles as he reaches behind him. Grasping a hilt that was camouflaged to look like part of his armor, he pulls out a sword that has a chainsaw blade going all around it, clearly just thirsting for blood. When he speaks, his voice sounds deeper and distorted, almost demonic. "You die now. The Emperor Protects."
He charges at the nearest Berthold who was doing a Bladestorm attack, and dives beneath the blade. Quickly, he thrusts upwards, trying to split him in half. Heedless of whether or not he succeeds, he rolls to the side beneath another Berthold doing a Bladestorm and rends his legs.
Mmm, yeah, probably. What I've got in mind for Ice is for him to be a really powerful being that doesn't really give a fuck about anyone. He's a master manipulator and would probably decide to use the chaos and mayhem to his own advantage however he could.

Let's talk about Ice. I'll work on a reply now.
I'm really, really sick now.
I can't reply for a bit until my mind start working correctly again.

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"Wait, what? What the... fuck?" Helmina was shocked and quite flabbergasted about Ice's statement.
Then Berthold's sinister voice echoed after a chuckle, "Ohhh... some slut's blushing... as her boyfriend admits he's in love!"

"Would you just shut the fuck up, busta? At least someone loves me, unlike you, loser!" Helmina paused in shock after realizing what she blurted, "...... Wait, what did I just say? Oh, it's better than nothing. And better than you, busta, of course."

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"No! It cannot be..."

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"L-look, i-if you're upset, why just keep upsetting yourself further, dude? Go back to where you belong, wherever your true Emperor resides, and mind your own business! Oh, and bring your girlfriend away as well, she's a bothersome disgrace to Whampoa!"

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"O-ohhh?" She hesitated but eventually takes his rifle. "......"

"Owwww, looks like this boyfriend of yours love you so much, that he hands over all his treasures for you! Hahahaha!"
"S-shut the fuck up, busta! At least some people trust and love me more than the lonely busta you are!"

She began to ponder some thoughts, but just as she began, Ice also tossed a small gadget to her too. She caught the gadget right away, and then moved a little. She was quite surprised pleasantly, seeing how the shield follows her.

"A shield generator? Very nice... Thanks a lot, homie!" Helmina gave a smirk to Ice.

Berthold then insultingly laughed, "Ohh, so he expose himself and give up his gun just for you, huh, slut? See, after all, you are only a sad slut relying on someone else's helping hands! Without Ice, I am fairly certain you'll kneel before me, the Grand Emperor of Whampoa!"

Helmina's face was blushing hot red in anger hearing Berthold's mean words. "W-what did you just say, busta? Where was you, when we were losing the last war? You're just a cowardly feudal warlord who ditched us all and fled away. A coward who fled away like the busta that he is! Where was you, when we Revitals worked hard to rebuild our nation from ruins? You was sitting on your throne like a fatass, hardly giving any fucks to your so-called "homies"."

"Y-y-you... you..." Berthold's voice trembled in fear and denial, "How dare y-you descrate and defy your Grand Emperor!? We lost t-the war because of y-you, the bandits and partisans tearing our nation apart in the last d-days of war! Y-you bandits stabbed us in the back! And it was not an escape, no, not at all! T-that was merely a setback, really! W-we retreated to the islands, so we may later retake our nations from your filthy slut hands, and take revenge upon the Entente! And what, 'hardly giving any fucks' you say? So w-where are all my troops here for?"

"Blaming us for your problems, huh? What a straight busta indeed. Face it, you're the one who fucked it up in the first place! We rebelled against you for your feudal ways, which brought our nation to ruins and rubbles! Retreat to the islands blah blah blah, huh. More like, running for your petty miserable life of being a straight busta! And now your minions are here to rob us of our own labor!"

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"H-hey, what? What do you mean, 'descreate' the 'imperial name', huh?" the many Bertholds backed off from the advancing Ice, while defiantly argued, "Your girlfriend's emperor is the one who's descreating the Imperial name if anything!"

"Wait, w-w-what?! S-stop s-speaking n-nonsense, you p-pretender!" Helmina hastily refuted, while shivering and sweating in fear.

"Oh, look!" Berthold exclaimed with a grin whlist pointing all his fingers at Helmina, "Look at your little slut, pal! She's very a-afraid! Did you ever know she serves another pretender?"

"H-hey! W-what? You're j-just a pretender anyways! Why should we trust your words, the words coming from a straight busta?"

Berthold coughed then continued with his rhetoric, "I have always been the rightful Grand Emperor of Whampoa, for many decades long before you came to this fucking planet. I ate more salt than you ate rice, boy! And the House of Lenggong has a long history more than a thousand of years ago, and we have ruled over many lands from the beginning. While that... who's that, Tschow Konrad? Tschow Konrad, a puny bandit lord who calls himself Emperor after kicking us out from our rightful lands!"

"Hey, Ice. I want to have a talk with you. You hates when others simply call themselves, Emperor, correct? Oh, do you know Tschow Konrad? He's the very Emperor that Helmina serves, another pretender!" Berthold showed a big evil grin and chuckled, "Why wouldn't you challenge him instead, huh? Because your little slut bought your loyalty with her body? Oh, before we continue, there's another Emperor up there to the north, the so-called Emperor of Peiyang. Oh, wait. We have yet another emperor to the south, the Emperor of the Australian Empire. Look, mister... Ice, this is a world of many Emperors. Why wouldn't you just kill them all? Why does it has to be me, me? Oh, I guess I know why. She paid your killer contract with sleeps in the brothel, huh?"

"Would you believe this busta, Ice? No, right? You even trusted me with your gun and shield. This guy is a straight busta, deceit and crap always come out from his smelly mouth. His words cannot be trusted, at all! Punish this naughty boy until he kneels and cries begging for my mercy!"

"Let me tell you, little boy. What if I told you, she too is lying to you? She is afraid, after all. She is afraid, that you would know about Konrad sooner or later, since you know... you are very... concerned about your so-called 'Emperor'. And, do you think a slut who always lies to you are worth loving at all? Huh? And she always lies about something that you care about the most!"

"H-hey! D-don't try to fool him with y-your lies and threats, busta! Konrad is a Kaisar, not an Emperor!"

"Kaisar is the Whampoan word for an Emperor, Carl. You must have done a very bad job in the Academy back then. Not a surprise, considering how much of a slut you are." Berthold chuckled, "Stop trying to cover up Konrad's truth. He's also a busta calling himself Emperor, too."

Berthold exclaimed with a big evil smile, "Ohhh, I almost forgot! Dammit, I forgot to bring more of my gadgets! What did you just say, huh? 'not an Emperor'? Uh-oh! You just denied your beloved Konrad of his authority! What a loyal slut, and a loyal Revital! Imagine Konrad's charcoal face when he hears of this! Prepare to, uhhh, have a stay with Konrad in these so called love dungeons and enlightenment camps! Hahahaha!"

"So, Ice, what do you think? What are you gonna do now?"

How would Ice react? Would he trust Helmina over Berthold? Or rather would Ice began to question everyone including himself? Or quite unlikely, would he turn over to Berthold's side?

"If there is another pretender on this world, he will die when I am done with you." He shrugs as if it's really nothing. "You're weak. The rest will be weak. The Imperial banner shall fly once more." He calmly looks around at the Berthold copies. "Well? Are you too much of a pussy to fight me ten against one? If you're all you say you are then you shouldn't have a problem. Of course, I'll still end up slowly crushing your head in my hands while you cry for mercy, but I'll still accept whatever odds you want. Do you want more soldiers for me to kill? I can do that." He smiles grimly. "For in the grim darkness of the future, there is only war. My Emperor, my Imperium, all that I served, fell and burned before your people knew this planet existed. The Imperial Creed survives. I am the Emperor's Hammer and I will strike."
(OOC : I think I need to be more creative and also watch more shows... I hope you don't mind the quality of my writing lol)

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*many of the Royalist troops cowardly fled away*
*even many of the Phantasm Panzers, the tanks disguised as trees, tried to escape in cowardice*
*but all of them were forcefully blown back to the battlefield by strong gusts of wind*

"No cowardly escape, damn! I am your Emperor, god dammit!"

*some of the Royalists still attempt to flee, fearing Ice much more than Berthold*
"I just can't, good sir! Ice is real terror! And he's more terror than you ever do!"

"Y-y-you... you..."

*a massive tides of shockwaves, tornadoes and tsunamis was unleashed at the fleeing Royalists, utterly annihilating them*

"No desertion unless I let you, spineless cowards!"

*Ice's plasma shield reflecting and amplifying attacks back to the Battlemagi*
"Cancellation Magic - Dethro!" All of the reflected attacks dispelled into thin air.

"Kami Crack!"

Through the atmospheric spirits, Berthold disturbed the magik flow and electronic flow within and around the plasma shield, in an attempt to disrupt the shield, tear Ice's and Helmina's bodies, and knock off any fancy gadgets they may have. The spell did not seem to affect Helmina much, but Helmina was knocked off guard and fell to the ground before rising up again.

"Arcanic Runes with Arcane Blast!"

Several glowing runes soon emerged from thin air. From many directions, these runes then skillfully maneuver their way, trying to glue themselves onto Ice's plasma shield. If these runes were destroyed before they reach the shield, they would blow up into great arcane waves which might do some damage and knock enemies. If the runes got onto the shield, chances were they may disturb the shield to some degree or even dissolve it entirely.

Meanwhile, Berthold continued to hurl tides of water and wind in desparation, drowning and tearing many of the Revital troops apart, while also trying to tickle Ice and Helmina.

"I cannot believe this... I thought you are a mere simpleton inside a simple space suit..." the pretender Emperor said with a voice, his tone full of annoyance and a bit of desperation. "Oh my... why does our civil war bother you very much? Why wouldn't you just leave this planet? Fallen in love with this slut, huh? Enough to get yourself seduced by her, huh?"

Ten supposed copies of Berthold soon showed up before Ice and Helmina. The copies of Berthold were perfectly solid, although the magikal essences within them were seemingly different and off. These copies of Berthold, however, burst some uncontrolled giggles while trying very hard to suppress their smug faces.

"I can smell the fear coming from your mouth, Berthold. I thought you're the legendary Kim Jong Il who can change the weather at will? Afraid, huh?" Helmina taunted in response.

"No way. Y-you punks are only lucky because of y-your boyfriend, Helmina... Once w-we finish him off, then i-it's time to bow before your rightful Grand Emperor." one copy of Berthold said, while chuckling uncontrollably, "You slut!"

Helmina blushed in anger for a moment hearing that, she then turned to Ice and shouted, "Eh, did you hear that just now, Ice? This coward says he's the rightful Emperor!"

"For the record, Helmina, I'm not entirely certain whether or not I'm your boyfriend now based on this." When the runes approach the shield, Ice casually notes them. "Operation Eleven EM." The shield complies, emitting a powerful electromagnetic burst that sizzled the runes out. When Berthold claims to be the Emperor again, Ice has a much less calmer reaction. Looking over to Helmina, he hands her his rifle. "Hold this, please." He tosses a small gadget to her as well, and the plasma shield moves to protect her since she's holding it. He calmly steps out, the waves of power rippling over his suit as the runes on his armor glow brightly. "Berthold the Pretender, your time has come. No longer will you desecrate the Imperial name. No longer will you disgrace the men and women buried on Titan in His name. No longer will you bring pain and suffering. Today is the day your judgement. Is. Passed." He grins and raises his fists, prepared to take on every copy there is and then the bastard himself.
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