Chapter 340: Ancient Beastmen Return (Part Two)

The Yunxuji flew out from Aolake's top deck.

Then, carrying specks of light, it gradually drifted away from the super flagship behind it that resembled a gigantic city.

Surrounding the Yunxuji were two full squadrons of escort warships, following the transport on both sides like a guard.

But compared with Aolake behind, these Yunxuji and warships were merely a speck of dust emitting a faint glow.

Yet this speck of dust, the moment it appeared, provoked thunderous cheers from Aolake behind and the fleets on both sides.

The human warship's Macro Cannon immediately fired a salute; the massive blaze could not carry sound through the void, but it burst into a series of dazzling flashes.

At the same time, the great Waaagh from the soul plane crossed the boundless void and reached everyone's hearts.

Following these great Waaagh, humans no longer saw the grotesque Green Skin wielding various weapons and snarling with ugly fangs.

Instead, countless neatly clad Ancient Beastmen soldiers formed orderly ranks on the warship, issuing battle cries in a synchronized rhythm.

No longer the chaotic, continuous Waaagh of the Green Skin, the Beastmen's Waaagh now resembled a chant, short and powerful, wave after wave overwhelming the next!

If one must contrast the two sounds, the Green Skin's is like a mob's chaotic roar.

The Beastmen's, however, sounds like a pre‑battle shout from a veteran elite unit trained for years.

Although the Beastmen and the remaining Green Skin have not yet engaged in a full frontal clash, merely hearing this sound now makes the watching humans clearly perceive the gap between them.

As wave after wave of battle‑cry Waaagh surged, the central Yunxuji's top hatch slowly opened to both sides, revealing a massive, opulent Throne within.

At the Throne's center sat a golden‑light silhouette, its body fully exposed to the void.

When Xisi's figure appeared, the already ecstatic cheers around grew increasingly frenzied.

The cheers came not only from the Beastmen but also from the human expedition fleet under Xisi.

Indeed, after successfully repelling the Tairen, the soldiers spontaneously organized a grand revelry.

And the form of the revelry was the galaxy's most common military parade!

At this moment, Xisi gazed at the countless colossal warships on both sides that resembled giant deities.

Even a single Sword‑class Escort Ship appears especially towering and majestic from a mortal's perspective.

When Xisi's tiny figure passed before these towering vessels, their bows all dipped fifteen degrees downward.

With a clear bow, they signaled respect and submission to Xisi.

Yet, compared with the Empire warships that form the fleet's core, what truly caught Xisi's eye were the Beastmen warships forged by the great technocrat, bearing a distinctly ancient aura.

After the high‑intensity tug‑of‑war with the Tairen and Xisi's Hundredfold Amplification.

Before Xisi's arrival, many Beastmen warships still retained the Green Skin junk‑ship style; now they have completely shed that trash aesthetic.

Beyond the iron‑blue angular hull, they now sport a mysterious ancient flair.

Thanks to the meticulous planning of the Ancient Saint, unlike other races that require trial‑and‑error and research to develop technology.

Beastmen's technological progress is simple and brutal; once they evolve to a certain point, they can naturally recall the ancient tech etched into their genes and minds.

Then, through continual My Thought, they hammered away from east to west and forged an ancient Beastmen warship.

The Beastmen warships arrayed far from Xisi now constitute that very fleet of ancient Beastmen vessels.

When Xisi focused his gaze, he saw sharply angular, fully enclosed, sleek and elongated iron‑blue hulls.

Even the cannons were no longer the Green Skin's massive Tutu Cannons or super‑invincible guns.

They now emitted iron‑blue energy beams, their sci‑fi turrets bearing a distinctly Beastmen design.

The ammunition fired was no longer assorted solid shells or fart‑spirit guided missiles.

Instead, they launched various molecular, dimensional, and oscillation‑type firepower.

These weapons, though still entry‑level by ancient Beastmen standards, already match the level of Dead Spirits' Gauss weapons.

Only Aolake's Gauss Light Spear can slightly outclass them.

Naturally, the Beastmen fleet's firepower and tech will continue to upgrade as subsequent increasingly Waaagh battles unfold.

But Xisi is not at all concerned that Aolake's firepower and tech might lag.

After all, as Washituoer's masterpiece with Xisi's Hundredfold Amplification, even dwarf‑space technology, if defeated by Aolake, would be devoured.

Even the post‑devoural hybrid upgrade, like the ancient merging of humanity's Light Spear with Dead Spirits' Gauss.

Ultimately produced the Gauss Light Spear as a technological weapon.

In fact, a short distance away in the void, a massive accumulation of legitimate Beastmen tech wreckage floats.

No need to worry about the Green Skin's highly unstable My Thought tech; it is the kind Aolake can directly devour.

It merely awaits the parade's end, after which Aolake will commence a new evolutionary cycle.

"Due to time constraints, the warships are now almost all light escort ships,"

"We are hurriedly producing higher‑grade warships under our father's decree,"

"Even a light cruiser still takes several years at best,"

Xisi, with his single arm raised, stood twelve meters tall, his fully formed Ancient Beastmen body speaking to him in a resonant, reverent tone.

Although their sizes differed vastly, Xisi's lone arm showed no hint of neglect.

On the contrary, it displayed even greater respect toward Xisi.

This scene left the accompanying Fuergan, who was reviewing the troops with Xisi, somewhat speechless.

Just as Victor and other members of the Dark Spirit race were shocked that Xisi truly re‑cultivated an Ancient Beastman.

Fuergan was equally astonished that after Xisi nurtured the Golden Word Envoy Luojia, he also produced a tiny Original Body of the physical universe.

An Ancient Beastman can clash head‑on with an Original Body, being a superior entity only slightly below the Original Body.

And such a being, Xisi truly managed to create.

Even more terrifying, Xisi has a large reserve of such Ancient Beastmen behind him.

Ready at any moment, during the ongoing war's tug‑of‑war, to continuously reappear throughout the 40K galaxy.

At the thought of swarms of Ancient Beastmen charging out, Fuergan couldn't help but shiver.

At the same time, not knowing whether it was an illusion, as the insect‑nest shadows withdrew, it seemed as if two strange evil gods were laughing loudly in Subspace, a laughter that, ever since the Ancient Beastmen were seen, has not ceased for days and nights.

As a result, the Divine Emperor seemed to stay a little farther away from the two "noisy" fellows during this time.

Consequently, from where the Beastmen massed, humans could faintly hear.

And Xisi, faced with Xisi's one‑arm explanation, offered no blame, for unlike soldiers who can be grown directly from the earth, a warship of this sort truly does require more time.

To be able to produce an Ancient Beastmen ancient light cruiser in just a few years is already an efficiency beyond imagination.

So Xisi simply smiled, waved his hand, and replied:

"It's fine, the warship's problem still lies with the Empire."

"Now let's first see what the Beastmen's ground army is actually like!"