Chapter 27: Absurd

He leapt up, swinging his blade.

A physique amplified a hundredfold, and after the hundredfold increase, contemplation of a hundred million Green Skins.

Xisi, in the seemingly paused stillness, incarnated as a human cannonball.

Then, in the brain worm's disbelief, the military knife sliced through its extremely fragile body.

A large amount of slurry emitting a dim blue light splashed from the huge head, and Daiweiluo, who had been suspended in midair, suddenly fell to the ground.

A soul-piercing shriek rang out, and the endless Chicken Thieves that had merely lingered outside all let out a wail, finally crossing the line and charging even more frenziedly at Xisi.

The veteran immediately opened fire in counterattack, but surprisingly, Daiweiluo innermost, seeing Xisi before the brain worm's huge corpse, his eyes showed clear disbelief.

Not only Xisi, but also the group of Thousand-battle Veterans who sprayed terrifyingly precise fire outward.

Because even Daiweiluo, when facing the brain worm's psychic attack, showed that moment's hesitation, retreat, even fear!

But Daiweiluo clearly saw that the brain worm launched more than one attack on Xisi and his veteran troops, yet no matter how the brain worm used its abilities, Xisi and his soldiers actually showed no reaction!

Instead, he looked at the brain worm with a hint of strangeness, questioning why it, clearly lacking melee capability, would deliberately come close to die!

Having one or two ordinary people with will as steadfast as steel, Daiweiluo could accept that.

He was not the sort who believed Astartes were innately superior to mortals, so he could accept that strong individuals also existed among mortals.

But he could not accept that a battlefield he randomly went to, and a random mortal force he obtained, would all consist of superhumans with will as steadfast as steel!

After all, even from the perspective of the whole star sector, gathering that many individuals—about a hundred—with will so strong they could directly ignore psychic attacks, is nearly impossible.

And now this impossible thing has actually happened to him, Daiweiluo!

Seeing Daiweiluo kneel on one knee, paralyzed on the ground, staring dumbfounded at himself, Xisi at this moment still did not realize how exaggerated this was.

After all, in Xisi's view, those few questions just now were simply questions.

Instead, he now felt puzzled by Daiweiluo's reaction.

But now is not the time for questions; Xisi raised his hand and fired a shot, letting the explosive round pass by Daiweiluo's ear and blast the head of a mixed-blood Chicken Thief that had reached out from behind to ambush him.

Afterwards, looking at Daiweiluo whose eyes had regained some focus from the blast, Xisi helplessly said:

"Sir, if we don't leave now, the intelligence we've gathered will be wasted!"

Reminding Daiweiluo not to forget this mission's objective, Daiweiluo finally steadied his mind.

After giving Xisi a deep look, carrying a bit of inexplicable frustration for Xisi, Daiweiluo finally redirected his attention back to the mission.

"We can return; the Gene Stealers' corrosion of Alert Star is worse than we imagined."

Daiweiluo spoke while rising, reloading the explosive gun with a fresh magazine, and also gripped the chainsaw sword in his hand.

The outskirts were endless Chicken Thieves bearing firepower, violently charging.

They relied on endless numbers and fearlessness of death, continually shrinking the control area of Xisi's veteran troops.

The fire net grew smaller and smaller, until a helmetless iron giant wielding a chainsaw sword suddenly leapt down into the Chicken Thief frenzy.

The veterans stared dumbfounded, while Xisi took his sidearm military knife, walked from behind the veterans to the front.

Turning around, facing the veterans looking at him, Xisi likewise slammed a full magazine into place:

"Now, let's kill our way back!"

The battle at Upper Nest continued, and even as the Rebel Forces suddenly let out a unified wail, the offensive grew even more fierce.

The Regiment 101, which could barely hold its ground, began to be pushed back to the Tower Top by the endless fervent Rebel Forces.

Bunoke looked at the frenzied enemy tide before him; although no news had arrived yet, everyone still looked toward the elevator.

Time ticked by second by second, and the Chicken Thieves before him had become completely berserk.

The endless assault continued, even if the frontline soldiers frantically pulled triggers, even if the rear artillerymen desperately poured down a barrage.

Yet Regiment 101 still kept retreating slowly and helplessly.

Until a sudden electronic communication from Ana came through Bunoke's earpiece; only then did Bunoke open his eyes and finally turn to issue the order:

"Everyone, retreat to the Tower Top!"

"Passage?"

"Since we can't close it, we should just blow it all up!"

Bunoke's order was immediately carried out; the soldiers, transformed by the bloody battle, began an orderly retreat while covering each other.

The artillerymen also opened fire more fiercely, using a barrage to cover their own withdrawal.

Several passages that truly could not be orderly closed began to erupt in violent explosions, accompanied by the collapse of heavy steel, completely blocking the entire passage.

Only after every passage was shut or collapsed did the soldiers returning from the bloody battle, panting, lean against the passage to rest.

Bunoke and Ana were already standing before the elevator, watching it rapidly ascend.

Soon, as the gears began to decelerate, the spacious elevator cabin returned once more to the safe Tower Top.

But just watching the arriving elevator, the soldiers who had just finished the bloody battle and felt excited about their growth, instantly fell silent.

The elevator, made of thick plastesteel, was now riddled with visible breaches—not only gun and artillery scars, but also dense scratches all around it, as if torn by claws.

Moreover, almost the entire elevator was soaked in blood, so even before Xisi returned, a heavy stench of blood already hung in the air.

The soldiers exchanged glances; faced with such a horrifying sight, they even began to slowly raise their weapons.

But as the elevator doors opened, layers upon layers of mutated corpses, like piled-up dead fish, tumbled out in a rush.

The soldiers raised their weapons in alarm, but behind the mutants there were no more enemies—only Xisi, his body covered in wounds, standing atop a mound of corpses that filled the whole elevator, and behind him, more than seventy veterans.

Seeing the corpses piled directly beneath these Demon Gods, and the blades hacked and worn by Xisi and his comrades, even Bunoke couldn't help but gulp.

No one dared speak at that moment, until Xisi climbed down from the towering heap of bones, facing this group that had fought until only breath remained—the 'Legends'—and behind Bunoke, the countless Hundred-battle New Recruits parted to make way.

Xisi walked to the open space before the Command Center.

Facing the large bucket of water already prepared, Xisi dove straight in.

The blood and grime instantly dispersed in the water; the underwater world fell silent, and the heat from continuous slaughter immediately eased in the coolness.

After several minutes, Xisi lifted his head with eyes finally alive again, but the surrounding soldiers paid him no heed; instead, they all looked up at the sky.

Xisi froze, followed the gaze, and what he saw made him also freeze slightly.

Azure deep space, the sky was filled with the Imperial Navy!

Warships sparkled beneath the star, as if a river of stars wound around the orbit.

Endless drop pods streaked across the horizon like meteors, and beside him the radio, after a burst of fierce static, transmitted a stirring, impassioned voice.

"Soldiers of the Empire, cheer!"

The Divine Emperor has sent his angel, the Extreme Warrior Brigade Leader Kaerjia, to arrive above you.

All Nest Cities on Alert Star are now under the Empire's absolute control, only a few feeble Alien Forms have fled into the desert......

The broadcaster's mighty voice, accompanied by music, continuously transmitted; these words reached Xisi's ears, and he believed that those still in the safe zone, the Nest City populace and garrison under absolute information blockade, would surely erupt in earth-shaking cheers under such propaganda.

But here Xisi is not in a safe zone; beside him is the Military Affairs Department's fine propaganda, while before him, on the monitor just a wall away, are hundreds of millions of howling Chicken Thieves.

Even beneath the Nest City, the ever-growing Green Skin Frenzy tears apart humanity's last outer defenses in the earth-shaking great Waaagh.

The pleasant sounds beside him and the grim reality before him brought a tremendous absurdity to Xisi and the Tower Top crowd.

The crowd gazed silently at the fleet, only Xisi watched the armada overhead proclaim victory while dropping annihilating Light Spears upon the utterly fallen Nest City!

In the distance, pillars of light pierced the skyline; beside him, Daiweiluo frantically sent signals upward.

Xisi withdrew his gaze from the grand spectacle, once again fixing his eyes on the clear water before him.

Ignoring the external clamor, Xisi submerged himself again.

In the clear water, Xisi's world was a single 'tranquility'.

Outside the clear water, the Alert Star Chaos Battle finally commenced!