Chapter 106: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

This was Lin En's long-prepared killing move.

Likate had lain in wait in the Green Skin Camp for many days, all for today, slipping the virus into the stew pot they had to eat before every sortie.

This virus targeted the fungus-like circulatory system of the Green Skins.

It could trigger severe stomach spasms in a short time, causing nerve disorder and loss of muscle control.

Though not fatal, the effect was significant.

Guga likewise staggered; his constitution was the best, so the Pei Ice Cold Pain Bing Du actually had little effect on him.

But he had eaten the most stew this morning, and the virus dosage in his body was the highest, so his combat power was similarly affected.

His strong constitution did not make him unsteady on his feet, but intense pain and an inexplicable weakness swept over him, his muscles twitching uncontrollably all over.

The weakness of the little ones caused its connection to the Waaagh Force Field to fluctuate, and the green spirit light dimmed considerably.

Unable to continue maintaining its frenzied offensive, it looked down in disbelief at its twitching arm and growled:

"What did you do? You despicable shrimp!"

Lin En straightened his body, power sword pointed at Guga, and said with a smug laugh:

"It's the virus! I put the virus in the stew you ate this morning!"

As the Green Skins fell into chaos, Hammond on the wall head keenly seized the opportunity and immediately ordered:

"Full Firepower! Charge Squad, sortie!"

The human defenders, long poised, unleashed full firepower, the red beams of laser cannons pouring down like a rainstorm.

The roaring of Heavy Explosive Guns was deafening, shells exploding among the Green Skin clusters, flesh and blood flying everywhere.

At the same time, the Charge Squad behind the wall charged out wielding chain swords and power spears, launching a purge of the Green Skins who had lost their combat power, and the battlefield situation instantly reversed.

Realizing he had fallen into a trap, Guga's rage completely swallowed his reason.

He transformed all his pain and anger into a desire for destruction, his eyes blood-red, disregarding the intense discomfort within his body.

Bursting forth with unimaginable strength, in a stance of taking everyone down with him, he pounced at Lin En and Lei Ou, the green light on his claw blade nearly solidifying.

"I'm gonna tear you apart!!!"

Facing this fatal blow, Lin En did not panic in the slightest.

"Lena-san, help me once more!"

The Miniature Shredder Worm behind him instantly unleashed its potential, spirit energy spreading through his whole body along the Symbiotic Armor.

His purple eyes blazed with light, he aimed his palm at Guga, and an invisible but powerful Spirit Energy Wave suddenly erupted!

This Spirit Energy Wave precisely struck Guga's chest and abdomen; his huge body stiffened, the Waaagh Green Light protecting him shook violently and dissipated.

Although the stiffness lasted only a little over a second, it was enough for Lin En now.

Lin En seized this fleeting opportunity, his Power Armor bursting forth at full speed, the Decomposition Force Field of his power sword set to maximum, the blade precisely aimed at Guga's neck.

Though it was all fatty flesh and wrinkles there, it was already the weakest point of defense on Guga's entire body.

"Pfft!"

Sword light flashed, a clean horizontal slash cut through Guga's fatty neck, and green blood spurted out like a fountain.

Shan Pang Guga's huge head flew up with an expression of disbelief, tumbling several times in the air before landing heavily on the ground.

His eyes remained wide open, as if he had not yet realized he was already dead.

The headless body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

At the moment the War Boss died, the Waaagh Force Field permeating the battlefield rapidly deflated like a punctured balloon.

Without the force field's blessing and the Big Boss's leadership, the remaining Green Skins collectively fell into great confusion and chaos.

Their original fanatical fighting spirit completely collapsed, replaced by instinctive fear and the helplessness of "the Big Boss is dead."

They ran about like headless flies, some trying to flee the battlefield, others collapsing to the ground from pain, shivering, their morale completely shattered.

Lin En did not stop, picking up Guga's head still dripping blood, and strode toward the Cold Peak Super Heavy Tank standing by nearby.

He leapt onto the tank roof, holding Guga's head high, green blood flowing along his arm and dripping onto the tank's armor.

"Enemy general, I have stripped him of his head! (Enemy general, already beheaded by me!)"

"Full army charge!!!"

Lin En's voice spread across the entire battlefield through the amplifier, full of confidence, carrying an inspiring power.

The morale of the Human United Army instantly surged, the soldiers letting out earth-shaking cheers, and the armor clusters advanced from the passages reserved in the Inner Wall.

Tank tracks crushed Green Skin corpses, infantry followed closely behind, launching a merciless pursuit of the collapsing Green Skins.

The battle situation completely reversed, from a gradually difficult defensive counterattack to a one-sided massacre.

The human army advanced like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, pushing all the way toward the Breach of the Forbidden Wall, the Green Skins' screams never ceasing.

But all that answered them were scorching shells and cold bayonets.

Lin En stood atop the tank, holding the Green Skin Boss's head, his purple eyes scanning the entire battlefield.

His figure was like a War God, deeply imprinted in the minds of every fleeing Green Skin.

The title "Purple Pupil Title" began to spread among the Green Skin Clans of Brevis from then on, becoming a terrifying symbol that struck fear at the mere mention.

And on the Ice Plains at the edge of the battlefield, two forces had long since arrived.

Snow Claw Yu, Great Chieftain of the Snow Claw Clan, led the elite Snow Claw Royal Guard, hiding behind a huge Ice Mound.

She wore a snow-white beast-hide combat armor, her rough female voice whispering in the wind and snow:

"Behead the enemy general before the ranks, counterattack in desperate straits."

"The Frost Dragon follows him, and he himself possesses extraordinary power and courage—could he truly be......"

Her gaze locked tightly onto Lin En on the tank, her eyes filled with shock and joy.

Behind another Ice Mound not far away, Ice Fang Clan's Great Chieftain Ice Fang Kuai likewise hid with his bodyguards.

He was short and stocky, wearing crude power armor, his voice steady:

"It seems the news is not empty; Brevis needs such a ruler, and the Ice Plains also need such a Savior."

He stared fixedly at the figure on the tank, having already decided in his heart that Lin En was the Ice Lord prophesied to unify the Ice Plains.

After confirming the target, the two Great Chieftains led their teams silently in unison, advancing toward the direction Lin En's troop was moving.

Intending to establish formal contact with this "Ice Lord."

Along the march, the same route silently pushed the two parties together.

The Ice Wind howled across the Ice Plains, whirling snowflakes across the sky; Snow Claw Yu and Ice Fang Kuai walked side by side, silent.

Their profiles looked especially desolate in the wind and snow, their gazes occasionally meeting before quickly shifting away, an unspeakable emotion hanging in the air.

Both suddenly recalled many years ago, in the peril of this Ice Plains, when the young him and her had once fought side by side against the rampaging Brevis Snow Ox Herd.

Between life and death, they had sprouted sincere emotion, trusting each other, fighting together.

But ultimately, the blood feud of generations of their clans and the responsibilities each bore were like an unbridgeable chasm.

Forcibly separating them, leaving only endless regret and helplessness.

This old affection buried deep in their hearts, together with now jointly seeking the "Ice Lord,"

a decision capable of changing the fate of the Ice Plains and even both clans, intertwined in the wind and snow.

They did not speak, merely silently quickened their steps, advancing toward the direction ahead where the tank's roaring and soldiers' battle cries came from.