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Chapter 121

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Mephiston stood on the bridge of the Vengeful Blade.

Psykers, Navigators, and Astropaths stood beside him; powerful psychic power stirred up waves in the Warp, igniting a spark of light in the endless, profound darkness.

Normally, at this time, there should have been ghosts and monsters in the Warp eyeing the Vengeful Blade, attempting to tear the Geller field surrounding its exterior and roll the waves of the Warp into the ship's cabin.

But there was nothing; wrapped around the Vengeful Blade was only extremely profound darkness.

The darkness did not mean that the malice in the Warp had decreased; the hunger, greed, and endless craving revealed in this darkness were hair-raising.

That was a hunger that had no joy, no goal, and was purely for the sake of devouring.

The blasphemous existences in the Warp seemed to also fear this darkness, dodging away one after another.

Mephiston mobilized his entire body's psychic power, letting his will turn into a sharp blade to open a path in the darkness for the Vengeful Blade.

This also meant that Mephiston's will would be exposed to that profound darkness.

He could feel those hungry, vicious, and restless gazes at every moment.

However, what was eerie was that those gazes didn't cast much toward himself.

Instead, they were staring in another direction... Could it be that within the Underworld System, there was something that could attract the Hive Mind's attention more than this ship of Blood Angels?

Mephiston was somewhat puzzled.

But taking advantage of the fact that the Hive Mind hadn't focused its attention on him, Mephiston was able to attempt to let his will penetrate deeper into the Underworld System...

The Hive Mind twisted its tentacles, licking this planet named Ashford bit by bit.

But its attention also shifted slightly away from eating, placing its gaze on the battlefield.

It hatched a Hive Tyrant, to counter that competitor...

The speed at which the Hive Tyrant swung its sword was so fast that the Cadians couldn't see it clearly at all.

In just the blink of an eye, several Ogryns were chopped into two halves by the biological giant bone sword in the Hive Tyrant's hand.

This eerie long sword, which was already bright red, was immediately covered in ghastly blood.

The Cadian soldiers raised the laser rifles in their hands, venting lasers toward the Hive Tyrant.

However, the Hive Tyrant's speed was faster than the speed at which they pulled the triggers.

The tentacle whip in its other hand whistled over, wrapped in biological electric light, forcibly whipping the nearest Cadians into a mass of rotten mud.

Compared to visible weapons, what was more lethal were invisible weapons.

Scarlet spore clouds lurked on the battlefield; every spore was a Tyranid organism smaller than a mite.

They corroded the Astra Militarum's armor, devoured the flesh and blood of the Cadian soldiers, and caused their skin to break out in horrifying blisters under the action of toxins and acid.

Just looking at it with the naked eye, one could feel the pain of the Cadian soldiers.

But they did not retreat; although the defensive line was broken, it still existed.

But the Tyrant seemed to have no intention of wasting energy on them; its guards charged toward the Cadians.

The Cadians roared hoarsely, and the Tyrant guards clashed together.

It was said that these beasts clad in heavy armor were manufactured by the Tyranid Hive based on the gene sequences of the Astartes.

Zhou Yun had written this point in that "Tyranid Organism Encyclopedia That Even Ogryns Should Understand"; every Cadian standing here was clear about it.

The opponent in front of them was a terrifying alien that was on par with the Astartes, an enemy of the same level as the Angels of Death.

But the Cadians, who had not undergone any modification, forcibly blocked the charging Tyrant guards.

The toxic spores were almost blinding their eyes.

Suddenly, a gust of wind—no, a powerful burst of telekinesis struck, forcibly dispersing these strands of toxic spore clouds.

Zhou Yun, wearing his Super-Ability Hat, wearing Super-Ability Gloves on his hands, wrapped in a Rebound Cloak on his arms, and hanging a pale red bow tie around his neck, stood in front of the Tyranid Hive Tyrant.

"Roar—" The low roar of a beast rang out.

The Tyranid Hive Tyrant stood on its curled hind legs, staring fixedly at Zhou Yun.

In those eyes, there was no bestial nature common among Tyranid organisms; instead, there existed a kind of cruel, ancient, and powerful wisdom.

Every Hive Tyrant was immortal; their consciousness would be uploaded to the Hive Mind time and time again, then loaded into a brand-new body time and time again, and thrown into the battlefield time and time again.

Every Hive Tyrant was an unparalleled master of combat, the most experienced commander and warrior...

Zhou Yun settled his breath slightly.

The Hive Tyrant also lowered its body, the muscle fibers between its chitinous carapaces contracting and tightening into threads.

Slash!!!

The bone biological giant sword wrapped in an eerie energy field tore through the air.

Even Zhou Yun, who had been enhanced by the Acceleration Spring, could barely see a residual image slashing toward him.

Zhou Yun's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood.

After long-term use of the Super-Ability Hat, Zhou Yun's teleportation had become almost as fast as instinct.

His figure appeared behind the Hive Tyrant in the blink of an eye, and he swung his fist wearing the Super-Ability Glove downward.

The Hive Tyrant was completely unpanicked; a burst of thick spore clouds surged out from its back.

This was a move it had prepared for Zhou Yun.

The swarm was observing and learning at every moment.

They had long discovered Zhou Yun's greatest weakness: the fragility of his flesh.

No matter how many strange technological artifacts he had, how much his reaction speed had been enhanced, or how much his marksmanship was like a miracle,

Zhou Yun's body always maintained the fragility of a human; in terms of physical strength alone, he might not even be able to compare to some Cadian soldiers.

These almost impossible-to-block biological spores were the best enemy for Zhou Yun.

Even that eerie red cloak could at most only rebound the spore clouds at the very front.

Slash!!!

A thin card shot out from the highly corrosive spore clouds, piercing into the carapace of the Hive Tyrant's head with unstoppable force.

That was a warning letter with the Phantom Thief's logo drawn on it, written with a string of text.

A slender figure over two meters tall leaped out from the spore clouds, landing on a pile of rubble not far from the Hive Tyrant.

That was a humanoid existence wearing a black top hat, a black velvet long cloak, a suit, a monocle, sporting an elegant handlebar mustache, and covered in a metal carapace.

Eerily, having come out of a spore cloud capable of corroding ceramite power armor, there wasn't even a trace of corrosion on the humanoid existence's body...

"Warning: Hive Tyrant! Your days of reviving at will are over!"

"I, Phantom Thief Dora DX, will steal your life."

A low mechanical sound came from his throat.

Zhou Yun, covered in the metal carapace, twitched the corner of his mouth awkwardly; if it weren't for the setting of this item, he really wouldn't want to read such somewhat chuunibyou lines. 【Item Name: Phantom Thief DX Suit】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Secret Gadget Museum】

【Production Time: 271. M3】

【Function: An item designed and made by Kurt and Dr. Pipra, the grandson of the father of the Anywhere Door and Secret Gadgets, "Dr. Hartman," using Pipra metal instead of the commonly used all-metal. The appearance is a small bow tie; after use, it transforms into a Phantom Thief suit that covers the entire body, which can significantly enhance the user's physical fitness and has high-intensity protective capabilities; its performance is sufficient to fight against giant war robots.】

【Value: 2,500,000 Yuan】

An item with a selling price of 2.5 million; the effect of this item was simple and clear.

This was equivalent to a power armor that used 22nd-century technology and materials; its technical content and performance far exceeded 40k's power armor, and it could enhance Zhou Yun's abilities and protection in all aspects.

Plus the enhancement brought by the Super-Ability Gloves and Acceleration Spring—

Zhou Yun's figure instantly turned into a residual image, his speed being no less than teleportation.

The Hive Tyrant hurriedly raised the bone biological giant sword in its hand to defend.

However, this time Zhou Yun could see it clearly—

He leaped lightly onto the bone giant sword; the energy field entwined on the giant sword set off sparks on the Phantom Thief DX suit.

But the metal part of this item was forged entirely from Pipra metal; this metal was a product of the 22nd century, and its strength was terrifying.

Zhou Yun's fist turned into a residual image and swung out, smashing toward the Hive Tyrant's head.

The Hive Tyrant hurriedly twisted its body, using the chitinous carapace covering the side of its head to block Zhou Yun's fist.

Bang!!!!

The strength of the Pipra metal combined with the power brought by the Super-Ability Gloves and the Phantom Thief DX suit, the Hive Tyrant's body instantly turned into a residual image and fell backward.

Smoke filled the air, but the Hive Tyrant quickly turned into a huge shadow and charged toward Zhou Yun, the giant whip in its hand whipping toward Zhou Yun with electric light crackling.

Zhou Yun reached out in time, grabbing the tentacle giant whip in his hand.

But at the same time, the biological bone giant sword in the Hive Tyrant's hand also slashed down toward Zhou Yun's forehead.

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Zhou Yun crossed his wrists, using the heavy metal bracers on his wrists to block this menacing sword.

He noticed that his punch just now had shattered the chitinous carapace on half of the Tyrant's shoulder, exposing the muscles underneath.

Zhou Yun moved his legs lightly; the Phantom Thief DX suit instantly made his movements light and powerful, and he leaped to the side in the blink of an eye.

The Tyrant's giant sword, wrapped in an energy field, pierced into the ground, and a series of crackling bursting sounds rang out.

Zhou Yun just wanted to take this opportunity to strike, but a series of urgent noises suddenly rang out in his head, as if thousands of insects were chirping in his brain.

But the winged figure in the white light appeared instantly, helping Zhou Yun suppress this ear-splitting insect chirping.

Zhou Yun then noticed that the Zoanthropes had approached the Cadians' defensive line.

The illegal psykers beside Leina had almost all fallen, leaving only her kneeling on one knee, gritting her teeth and struggling to resist the Zoanthropes' psychic power.

"It's time, Zhou Yun!" The voice of the winged figure in the white light rang out.

Zhou Yun suddenly pulled away from the Tyrant and roared loudly at the Cadian soldiers and Sisters of Battle who were praying under the Sanguinius statue behind him:

"Start the prayer!"

The Sisters of Battle and the Cadians received Zhou Yun's order and immediately raised their heads, lining up in a neat array and roaring:

"Power Fist! Blood Angel Group! Just because the Genestealers are causing chaos in the Central Plains!"

"Serve the Four Arms! Summon the Tyranids! Forget the Emperor and ignore the Ecclesiarchy!"

"People have no ethics! Insects act treacherously! The Tyrants are all born from mothers!"

"If you don't believe it! Look carefully! The swarm's eyeballs are all turning red!"

"The sky has no rain! The ground is scorched and dry! It's all because the insect ships are blocking the sky!"

"Blood Angel resentment! Angel anger! Together from Baal to purge the insects!"

"Raise the yellow paper! Offer incense smoke! Invite the Primarchs from all the caves!"

"Primarchs emerge! Angels appear! Possess human bodies to spread the Dao!"

"Don't use guns! Only use prayers! It's not difficult to abolish the insect sea!"

"Chicken meatballs! Angel sauce! Emergency damage to the Vengeful Spirit!"

"Great Demon! Heart and gall cold! The Second Empire Emperor appears!"

"Devourer! Completely purged! Sanguinius pacifies the galaxy!"

"Ah???" A series of golden question marks appeared on the head of the winged figure in the white light.

(End of chapter)

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