Chapter 146: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Aiden widened his eyes.

Before launching his rebellion, he had tried to contact Quinn, but couldn't get through.

He had thought Quinn was carrying out another mission, never imagining the other party would appear here.

"Quinn! What the fuck are you doing?!"

Quinn gave no answer.

The Thunderstorm Power Fist arrived with a howling gust of wind.

Boom!!!

The Gray Knight Mecha's Ion Shield flickered violently.

Two Knight Mechas engaged in an earth-shattering duel in the valley.

Silver-gray and silver-blue figures intertwined, the roaring of Gatling Cannons and the roars of Thermal Cannons blending into one.

The light of the Ion Shields alternated between bright and dim, every impact making the surrounding ground tremble, cracks on the Ice Wall spreading like spider webs.

Lei Ou was overturned by the shockwave, rolling more than ten meters away.

He climbed to his feet, watching the two huge figures, his mind somewhat confused.

Quinn was actually saving him?

Wasn't he from the Clan side?

But Lei Ou soon discovered that Quinn's condition was wrong.

His movements became slower and slower, more and more stiff.

Clearly there had been several chances to heavily injure Aiden, but he was half a beat slow each time, letting Aiden dodge.

It was the Machine Soul rejecting him.

After being infected by Lena, his soul was not pure enough to fully synchronize with the Machine Soul.

Usually it was fine, but once entering high-intensity battle, the longer the time, the more severe the rejection.

His consciousness began to blur, the scene before his eyes swayed, strange whispers came to his ears, as if something was screaming inside his head.

He knew he couldn't hold on much longer.

At that moment, a clear and cold female voice rang out in his mind:

"For the Ice Lord!"

Quinn's gaze suddenly became clear.

He glanced in the direction of the Bravius Main Hive.

He made a decision.

The mecha fiercely lunged at Aiden, embracing that silver-gray machine body at all costs.

Aiden, terrified, discovered that Quinn's mecha core was beginning to overload.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

The Death God Chainsword pierced Quinn's mecha, and Quinn also suffered heavy injuries.

Aiden controlled his mecha to struggle madly, trying to shake off this madman.

But the blue mecha was like a barnacle, always sticking tightly to the silver-gray mecha.

The energy readings of the mecha core skyrocketed madly, the alarm screaming madly.

"Aminos!" Aiden let out a reluctant roar.

Boom~!!!

The explosion swallowed everything.

Golden flames and blue energy intertwined, swallowing both Knight Mechas, swallowing everything within several hundred meters around.

The shockwave kicked up a snow wave tens of meters high, the Ice Wall collapsed, gravel flew and splashed.

No one knew how long had passed.

Lei Ou slowly walked out from a huge Ice Lotus.

His ears rang, everything before his eyes swayed.

He leaned against the Ice Wall to steady himself, looking toward the valley.

The Knight Mechas had disappeared.

In their place was a huge crater, over fifty meters in diameter and ten meters deep.

At the bottom of the pit were the wreckage of two Knight Mechas, twisted, melted, indistinguishable from each other.

Charred metal gave off green smoke, broken parts scattered all over the ground.

Quinn and Aiden were both gone.

Only that pile of scrapped metal proved they had once existed.

Lei Ou stood there, covered in blood, gasping for breath.

He didn't understand.

Why had Quinn come to save him? Even at the cost of sacrificing himself.

The person who had looked down on them at the banquet.

He traded his own life for his life.

In the distance, the Cold Soldiers were slaughtering the last of the Rebel Army.

The Savage Cavalry were cleaning up the battlefield, while the survivors of the Vanguard Army gathered together, watching from there, not coming over to disturb.

Lei Ou slowly walked toward the deep pit.

He stopped at the edge of the pit, looking down at the pile of wreckage.

"Aiden..." he opened his mouth, only saying those two words.

He didn't know what to say.

He looked up at the sky.

In the direction of the Forbidden Wall, light began to shine through the dark clouds.

Calum was now very depressed, extremely depressed.

He originally had a perfect plan.

Trick the Governor into coming, offer him to the Lord of Pleasure, obtain the Governor's secret, in exchange for more favor from Sallish.

But now it was all ruined.

That crazy woman brought Tzeentch's monsters charging in, smashing the restaurant to pieces.

And Luo Ya that bastard had been watching covetously from the side, waiting to take advantage.

The State Religion's great army appeared from who knows where, Imperial Cultists, Pastors, Combat Nuns, and those terrifying Penitent Engines.

Wantonly slaughtering his subordinates.

Those Lust Believers he had cultivated for years, souls he had deceived over decades.

And those "Artworks" he was proud of, now falling like harvested wheat.

The Imperial Cultists charged into the crowd with explosives, the Combat Nuns' holy explosive shells came one after another, every shot took a life.

Calum's expression was ugly as if he had eaten shit.

And that Hell Beast, the war giant beast brought by the Tzeentch Wizard, originally could still draw some firepower for him.

That thing had thick skin and tough flesh, ordinary weapons hitting it were completely ineffective.

But the Imperial Cultists didn't care.

Dozens of people charged up, hugged its legs, and detonated the explosives tied to their bodies.

Explosions continued without pause, firelight and flesh flew everywhere, blasting it into staggering, its movements becoming slower and slower.

After losing balance, what greeted it was a volley from the Combat Nuns.

Holy explosive shells fell on it like raindrops, each one burning its demonic essence.

It let out a shrill scream, the sound like metal scraping glass, piercing people's eardrums with pain.

Finally, it crashed down with a boom, its huge body hitting the floor, shaking the entire restaurant trembling.

Once the Hell Beast fell, Calum became the State Religion's key "target of care."

He looked back and discovered that Luo Ya and that Tzeentch Wizard were already gone.

Those two cunning bastards, as soon as the situation looked bad, ran faster than anyone.

"Damn!" Calum squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

Now he alone bore the State Religion's main firepower.

The Imperial Cultists charged at him like madmen.

Those people were completely unafraid of death, with explosives tied to their bodies, crude weapons in their hands, eyes burning with a somewhat sinister flame of Soul Faith.

Calum whipped and shattered over a dozen with one lash, but immediately more people surged forward.

The Combat Nuns used explosive shells to suppress his movement.

Those bullets hit his body, each one burning him so he wanted to cry out.

His skin was smoking, his strength was draining away.

The Pastors' loud prayers were like invisible shackles, making his movements slower and slower.

Calum began to regret.

Regretting he shouldn't have faced all this alone, shouldn't have been so greedy, so arrogant.

Just as he was distracted, a Holy Relic Grenade exploded beside him.

It was made from the ashes of a certain Martyr Saint, exploding with a blinding golden light, accompanied by a lofty holy hymn.

"Ha~li~lu~ya~!"

That singing drilled into Calum's ears, like countless needles stabbing his brain.

He was blown back staggering, the aura on his body began to fluctuate violently, like a candle in the wind.

Before he could steady himself, over a dozen Combat Nuns had already charged up.

Power Halberds pierced into his body from all directions, he was like a hedgehog nailed in place, unable to move.

The enchanted Power Halberds were burning his internal organs, he felt his body was disintegrating from within.

The Combat Nuns formed a circle, trapping him in the middle.

They were waiting, waiting for Great Sister Valenia to come, to use a stronger Holy Relic to completely banish him.

Calum raised his head, through the Combat Nuns surrounding him, saw Valenia walking toward this side.

She held high a cross wrapped in white cloth, the golden light she emitted was more scorching than any light around.

That was the light of death.

Calum knew he had to do something.

When Valenia approached, what she saw was a body rapidly withering away.

Like a snake molting, that body pierced by Power Halberds was shrinking, withering, turning into a human-shaped empty shell.

But the real Calum was no longer there.

"Damn it!" Valeria roared, "He escaped!"

Calum's true body appeared beside Lin En.

The Governor trapped in the seat was still unable to move.

A trace of panic seemed to flash in Lin En's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

Calum grabbed Lin En's collar with one hand and dragged him up from the seat.

A mad smile appeared on that distorted face:

"You've finally ended up in my hands!"

His speed was astonishingly fast.

Dragging Lin En like a ragdoll, he rushed toward a hidden door in the corner of the restaurant.

That hidden door was an escape tunnel he had prepared long ago, leading to an underground secret room deep in the castle.

Behind them, the Combat Nuns had just discovered that withered shell.

They realized they had been tricked, let out angry roars, and chased after Calum madly.

But Calum was too fast; he was getting closer and closer to the hidden door.

One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters!

Just as he was about to touch the hidden door, he suddenly felt something trip his feet.

It was spider silk.

Some kind of transparent Spirit Energy Spider Silk wrapped around from all directions, binding his lower limbs.

The spider silk was exaggeratedly tough; he struggled once but couldn't break free.

Calum looked down and gave a cold smile: "This kind of trick..."

He struggled hard, his muscles bulging, Demon Power erupting, and the spider silk snapped.

But at that very moment, a black shadow descended from the sky.

A purple Demon Claw pierced directly into him from behind, penetrated his chest, and emerged from the front.

Purple blood still dripped from the claw tip; as the blood fell to the ground, it corroded small smoking pits.

Calum looked down at the claw on his chest and slowly turned his head.

Luo Ya stood behind him, wearing that signature lazy smile on his face.

"You thought you really could leave?" Luo Ya said, his voice full of mockery.

"He's my prey that I marked first."

Calum's gaze changed from shock to despair, then from despair to madness.

He knew he couldn't escape.

Luo Ya's claw had already pierced his heart, and the feeling of his heart shattering was devouring his consciousness.

The Combat Nuns were rushing over, with only a few dozen meters left.

Lin En was still beside him, but he could no longer hold on.

Since he couldn't live...

Then let everyone bury him with them!