Chapter 79: Patriarch: What the Hell, There

The famous sword... Denkoumaru flickered and suddenly turned gray-black.

The Screamer-Killer's sharp blade seized this opportunity and stabbed toward Zhou Yun's face.

But plagued by disease, its movements were far from as swift as before.

And Zhou Yun's reaction speed was strengthened by that gray death intent.

He let go lightly, letting the famous sword... Denkoumaru fall from his hand, and then his body tilted slightly.

The famous sword... Denkoumaru without power was just a toy and had no use.

The Screamer-

Zhou Yun seized the opportunity to raise his finger, aiming at the Screamer-Killer's two eyes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Air bullets whistled out, striking the Screamer-Killer's eyes with extreme precision, as if the Screamer-Killer had run into Zhou Yun's muzzle itself.

The air gun potion, which could only stun ordinary people, naturally could not cause substantial damage to the Screamer-Killer,

but hitting it in the eyes still caused its movements to stutter noticeably.

Zhou Yun seized the chance to swing his fist, striking heavily against the Screamer-Killer's blade.

A crisp snapping sound followed; one of the Screamer-Killer's arms exploded like a balloon, with chunks of flesh and orange-yellow pus splattering everywhere.

The Screamer-Killer let out a wail, twisting its body to quickly put distance between itself and Zhou Yun.

Zhou Yun did not press the attack to entangle it,

but instead flashed, instantly teleporting to Margit's side.

The Screamer-Killer, having lost an arm, also slowly retreated to the side of the Genestealer Patriarch.

The Genestealer Patriarch had one eye slashed out by Margit, while the Screamer-Killer had an arm destroyed by Zhou Yun.

The Screamer-Killer was now also infected with some kind of supernatural virus, and its movements were becoming increasingly sluggish.

The situation seemed to be sliding in a direction unfavorable to the Genestealer Patriarch.

Margit's gaze remained fixed on the Screamer-Killer beside the Genestealer Patriarch.

The body of this Tyranid beast was filled with viruses, bacteria, and parasites from within Morge's body.

The disease woven in such a way was intensifying within it.

Margit could clearly perceive the existence of those diseases within it.

That was his brother; that was the disease on Morge.

The Screamer-Killer was tormented by the disease to the point of extreme agony.

It opened its inflamed eyes wide, glaring fiercely at Margit, with low beastly moans escaping its throat from time to time.

The Screamer-Killer raised its only remaining claw on the left, and then—

Slash—

The Genestealer Patriarch flashed nimbly, dodging the blade the Screamer-Killer had suddenly thrust at it.

The Patriarch widened its only remaining eye, looking at the Screamer-Killer, which continued to emit painful moans from its throat.

It could feel that another will was competing with it for control of the Screamer-Killer.

Some kind of virus had corrupted the Screamer-Killer's central nervous system, some kind of parasite had infiltrated its spine, and some kind of neurotransmitter secreted by bacteria was manipulating its nerves.

"Morge left a large amount of supernatural virus inside this beast."

Margit said to Zhou Yun in a low voice:

"I have used this to take control of it."

Zhou Yun nodded slightly.

So this was what Morge had done, helping Margit cuckold the Genestealer Patriarch's Screamer-Killer.

Now the only problem was...

Zhou Yun's gaze shifted to the Genestealer Patriarch.

This profane parasitic demigod was crawling on the ground, assuming a beastly offensive posture, looking at Zhou Yun, Margit, and the NTR'd Screamer-Killer.

This most vicious and terrifying of all Genestealers had indeed been driven into a corner by Zhou Yun, Margit, and Morge.

But it was, after all, the Hive Mind's representative in the Hive World, with a biomass pool behind it nurturing Tyranid organisms.

A dog will jump over a wall when cornered, and a rabbit will bite when desperate.

This giant beast seemed to have indeed been enraged by the two.

After all, the two had not only broken into the underground palace and planned to sabotage its plan, but had also snatched away the Screamer-Killer it had painstakingly cultivated.

The Genestealer Patriarch let out a sharp moan, and then a powerful psychic hammer surged toward the two.

Zhou Yun focused his Qi, the superpower hat on his head pointing like a palm, his psychokinesis condensing into a wall that blocked the path before them.

The psychic hammer and the psychokinetic wall collided in mid-air, causing invisible shockwaves to ripple through the air, emitting bursts of explosions.

The Genestealer Patriarch let out a low roar and lunged fiercely at Zhou Yun and Margit.

Its massive body, nearly six meters tall, appeared full of oppressive force as it began to charge, like a biological heavy transport.

And then—

Then, at the moment of approaching Zhou Yun and Margit, the Genestealer turned its head, dropped to all six limbs, and used its hands and feet together, running toward the exit of the underground palace like a giant centipede, disappearing in a flash.

"..." Zhou Yun looked at this scene, speechless.

This Genestealer Patriarch was truly cautious enough.

As soon as it saw the situation turn unfavorable for it, it actually abandoned the Warp engine and the biomass pool without hesitation and ran.

Before Zhou Yun could finish complaining about the Genestealer Patriarch, Margit's hand gently patted Zhou Yun on the shoulder.

"We have saved Ashford from the hands of the Genestealers."

Margit said with a sincere expression:

"It is all your credit."

Zhou Yun calmly shook off Margit's hand, retreated a few steps, and said, "No, no, no, this is all Morge's credit."

"If it weren't for Morge sacrificing himself to corrupt this Screamer-Killer..."

As he spoke, Zhou Yun glanced at the disease-infected Screamer-Killer beside Margit.

This Tyranid beast had now been corrupted by Nurgle's supernatural virus, becoming a giant monster similar to a plague zombie.

And it was under Margit's control.

Even though the Screamer-Killer's physical performance was significantly weakened compared to before, it was still a troublesome matter.

"No, no, no, it is still your credit."

Margit said with a sincere smile on his lips:

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't even have been able to enter the first district; it is still your credit."

"You have saved all of Ashford."

"... Regardless of whose credit it is, there is still one thing left to do."

Zhou Yun smiled and glanced at the Warp engine at the end of the underground palace.

This Warp engine was still running; if its operation were not stopped, the Great Devourer could still transmit the genetic sequence information of Tyranid organisms to Ashford.

If the Genestealer Patriarch were to return with a large number of Genestealers and retake this underground palace, everything just done would be in vain.

"Yes, this Warp engine must still be destroyed..." Margit said, almost whispering.

"That's right, that's right." Zhou Yun nodded at Margit with a smile.

Eerily, neither of them acted rashly, and the air in the underground palace suddenly became somewhat strange.

Neither of them seemed willing to take the first step and leave their back exposed to the other.

The two looked at each other.

"Hahahaha."

"Hahahaha."

The two looked at each other and laughed, revealing somewhat awkward smiles.

Zhou Yun reached out gently and gestured politely: "You first, you first."

"No, no, no, this is all your credit; it should be you first, you first." Margit waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

"What are you saying? Just do it for Morge's sake, you first, you first." Zhou Yun was not to be outdone.

The two appeared humble toward each other,

causing the corrupted Screamer-Killer on the side to be unable to help but reach out its claws to scratch its own bald head.

"How about we go together?" Margit suggested with a smile.

"Going together is unnecessary, it's better if you..." Zhou Yun stopped halfway through his sentence, suddenly pausing.

He felt his face was sticky.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but reach out and touch it,

discovering that the wound just cut by the Screamer-Killer was oozing streams of fishy yellow pus.

(End of Chapter)