Chapter 223: Holy Crap, a Psychic Ogryn??

The figure of "Ezekiel Abaddon" before Loken kept shifting,

constantly changing between a noble Sons of the Moon warrior clad in Terminator power armor and an alien monster cloaked in heavy chitinous carapace,

and only after a few minutes did everything return to normal, the scene before Loken finally stabilizing.

He looked at the face of Ezekiel Abaddon before him, shook his head lightly, indicating he was fine.

Loken did not know if it was a problem with the gene-seed within his body; strange hallucinations always appeared before his eyes,

even mistaking this noble First Captain Abaddon before him for some kind of alien monster,

Loken was indeed a Captain as well, but Abaddon's name was unparalleled among the Sons of the Moon; not only was he the glorious First Captain, but also a member of the Four Kings Council, the Warmaster's advisory group, trusted by the Warmaster just like the already fallen Cypher.

"Perhaps you should go have the Apothecary check you again."

Abaddon patted Loken's shoulder, his figure mingling with a faint, flickering insect chirping:

"No, the Apothecary seems to have never found your problem. Have you considered going to see Erebus? He knows much ancient knowledge."

The name Erebus made Loken's body tremble slightly,

that Astartes warrior from the Word Bearers Legion always made Loken feel uneasy,

in Loken's hallucinations, Erebus's image was a monster with abnormally swollen brain tissue, its mouth constantly mumbling various strange words.

"I worry that one day you will truly be swallowed by hallucinations and become a madman." Abaddon suddenly lowered his voice and said.

Loken shivered; the insect chirping in Abaddon's voice seemed to grow louder.

Noticing Loken's expression, Abaddon couldn't help but laugh: "I'm just teasing you, Loken."

"Let us make a wager: whoever kills their way to that False Emperor, that 'False Emperor's' throne first, he shall belong to that one."

For a moment, the corner of Loken's mouth could not help but reveal a smile; being able to converse with Abaddon like this made him feel somewhat honored,

but the Sons of the Moon were just like that; brothers were truly one family, blood linked to blood, coexisting in harmony, all sons of the Warmaster,

there would be no small cliques like warrior societies; warriors were equal, with only differences in honor.

Loken tightened his power sword, turned his head, and was just about to launch a second assault on the "Emperor's" palace,

they had already given the "Emperor" a chance, issuing a warning to him to quickly abandon resistance and surrender,

yet the Sons of the Moon received only a string of unclear roars and insults, which was clearly provocation.

Now the Tenth Company led by Loken would launch——————

Hmm?

The scene before Loken's eyes grew slightly hazy,

the "Emperor's" magnificent marble palace vanished; before Loken's eyes was a series of alien Gao Ta forged from black iron,

these Gao Ta hung inverted underground, ferocious and twisted, connected by crude metal suspension bridges,

Loken now stood on one such suspension bridge,

he vaguely saw, saw on another suspension bridge not far away...

No, on another marble road in the "Emperor's" palace, an Astartes with an unfamiliar paint scheme was fighting an Ogryn.

That Astartes was not wearing a helmet; instead, he wore a strange brown flat cap with a mysterious triangular protrusion on it, and a pipe was clenched in his mouth.

Zhou Yun had originally planned to bluff his way in with just his mouth,

but for some reason, as soon as Zhou Yun approached the lower levels of the Chitin Fortress, he was attacked by the Skaven,

this group of Skaven seemed to have integrated part of the Lictor's gene sequence; their scales possessed a light-and-shadow invisibility ability similar to the Lictor's,

but this was no problem for Zhou Yun, nor was it for Morpheus.

Morpheus could rely on powerful psychic power to forcibly find these alien monsters from the gaps in the light and shadow,

while Zhou Yun, with a pipe clenched in his mouth, occasionally exhaled a puff of smoke,

this smoke spread out, swirling above the heads of the invisible Skaven nearby, marking their locations.

【Item Name: Xia Luoke Holmes' Detective Pipe】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 261. M3】

【Function: Imitates Xia Luoke Holmes' Detective Pipe, sold bundled with the Clue Magnifying Glass, Radar Cane, and Deduction Hat. Smoke bubbles exhaled from the Detective Pipe will swirl above the heads of the culprits in the incident, marking the culprits.】

Zhou Yun raised his meltagun with one hand; a hot current roared within his barrel, and with every howl, it shattered the body of an invisible Skaven.

Because he was wearing the Deduction Hat, Zhou Yun was temporarily unable to wear the Psychic Hat,

this was also one of the Psychic Hat's flaws; Zhou Yun could not use other head-worn items while using the Psychic Hat.

But...

An invisible Skaven circled behind Zhou Yun, attempting to launch an attack from Zhou Yun's blind spot,

however, the triangular protrusion on Zhou Yun's hat suddenly burst forth with a pale green light; vaguely, it could be seen as a small Jin Zita composed of light,

as that triangular body flickered, Zhou Yun's ears glowed slightly; his hearing seemed to be enhanced, and he almost immediately detected the sound of the Skaven circling behind him.

But he did not turn his head; instead, his brain emitted a faint light,

in an instant, that Skaven seemed to be struck by some invisible force, flying backward and crashing heavily into a pile of meat.

【Item Name: Portable Jin Zita】

【Origin: 22nd Century Earth — Future Department Store】

【Production Time: 261. M3】

【Function: A small portable Jin Zita composed of light; when worn on the head, it can stimulate specific potential in the human body as needed, granting the wearer a certain degree of psychic ability.】

【Price: 4,500,000】

An item worth over four million five hundred thousand, yet it could comprehensively enhance Zhou Yun's abilities; whether hearing, sight, smell, reaction speed, and so on, it could elevate Zhou Yun to a level approaching psychic ability,

although the telekinesis gained from strengthening the brain could not match the telekinesis continuously trained by the Psychic Hat, and the speed gained from strengthening the legs could not reach the level of teleportation,

but this item excelled in portability and comprehensiveness,

At the very least, when facing an enemy like Kain who could break through the Phantom Thief DX set, Zhou Yun could use this portable Jin Zita to boost the hardness of his skin, so he wouldn't get cut clean through in one slash.

As expected, he really should stack more defense.

Zhou Yun sighed inwardly, swung his other fist—the one wearing the Superman Glove—and smashed open the skulls of the nearest few Tyranids in one brutal strike.

As he kept killing, Zhou Yun suddenly noticed that this group of Tyranids seemed to be fighting among themselves.

Or rather, two factions of Tyranids were clashing,

one side being those stealth-capable Tyranids, the other side having thicker, heavier chitin shells.

Did he just happen to arrive while two candidates for hive tyrant were battling? That was why he'd been attacked after entering this area?

Zhou Yun tugged the brim of his baseball cap down slightly, his gaze sweeping the surroundings; the enhanced brainpower let him instantly distinguish the two sides.

Those stealth-capable Tyranids were the defenders of the lower-middle zone, guarding the Gao Ta he wanted to reach—they had to belong to that false Hua Di Huang's faction.

The other side, the Tyranids with thicker chitin shells, were invading the lower-middle of Elysiium Fortress, enemies of that false Hua Di Huang.

Zhou Yun thought it over for a moment, deliberately targeting only the false Hua Di Huang's Tyranids, letting the other side clear the path for him.

"Loken, did you see that Astartes? Paint scheme I've never seen?? Is he one of ours?"

Abaddon's voice, tinged with some bewilderment, sounded in Loken's ear; Loken pressed the comms unit at his ear, a faint sticky sensation transmitting through his fingertips.

"I see him, he's right in front of me. He—which Legion is he from? He's clearly not one of our Shadow Moon Grey Wolves."

Loken stared blankly at that Astartes warrior with the unknown paint scheme, cutting a bloody swath through the stealth warriors alongside an Ogryn.

Especially that Ogryn—actually using the Warp????

An Ogryn who can use the Warp??

Loken watched in utter disarray as that Ogryn raised both hands high, chanting a string of complex incantations aloud,

and then sharp bolts of Warp lightning howled out, burning all the surrounding Tyranids to ash.

Loken had fought shoulder-to-shoulder with Ogryns before; in his memory, Ogryns could barely count to ten.

What kind of person could teach an Ogryn to use such complex Warp powers??

Even the Hua Di Huang couldn't do that, could he? If you could teach an Ogryn to use the Warp… then what would you need the Thousand Sons for??

Loken hesitated for a moment; his 10th Company, following beside this unknown Astartes warrior, found the pressure on them greatly reduced,

but this was, after all, a man of unknown origin. Yet thinking it through carefully, across the entire galaxy only the Imperium had the ability to produce Astartes,

and the other party really hadn't made a move against the Shadow Moon Grey Wolves.

Out of reason, Loken decided to observe the situation for now.

He swung the power sword in his hand, swiftly cleaving apart the body of a stealth warrior.

"Warriors of the 10th Company! Support that unknown Astartes and his Ogryn!"

Loken gave the order, but the 10th Company warriors beside him hesitated for a moment.

They watched as that Ogryn lightly waved an arm, a burst of twisting Warp power unleashed, and groups of stealth warriors were reduced to chunks of meat scattered across the ground.

"Do we really need to support them?"

A 10th Company warrior couldn't help but ask:

"That's an Ogryn? You'd have me believe it's the Thousand Sons' Chief Librarian Ji Li Man transformed into an Ogryn by the Warp, and I'd buy it!"

Loken was silent for a while,

besides that Warp-wielding Ogryn, that unknown-paint-scheme Astartes warrior was also cutting a bloody swath—a melta pistol with a hundred-percent hit rate, and extremely fast reflexes,

and the smoke he exhaled also seemed to carry some peculiar power, coiling around the stealth warriors' heads and making it easier for Loken and the others to spot those enemies.

"…Follow behind them!" Loken sighed and gave the order.

(End of this chapter)