Chapter 21: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

The moment Cassius finished speaking, the temperature in the warehouse seemed to drop several more degrees.

By common sense, Lin En should have been afraid, should have trembled, should have tried to explain or beg for mercy at this moment.

Just like any mortal whose secret had been discovered by a Space Marine.

But strangely, Cassius saw no reaction on Lin En's face that he should have had.

No fear, no panic, not even the stiffness of trying to hide it.

Lin En simply stood there, slightly raising his head, meeting Cassius's gray eyes that could cause Nest City Thugs to suffer mental collapse.

On his face appeared an expression of calm composure.

Beneath that calm seemed to hide a trace of extremely faint, hard-to-read exhaustion, and a certain relief born of determination.

"Something's wrong."

Cassius's combat instinct, an intuition honed by three hundred years of blood and fire, countless times brushed against the edge of life and death.

Sounded the alarm in one percent of a second.

This mortal's reaction completely exceeded the scope of logical deduction.

No fear? When facing an Astartes who had uncovered his deepest secret and held power over his life and death?

Unless...

Unless he had long anticipated this moment and made preparations.

This was the extreme speed Cassius, after nineteen inhuman surgeries, could react at.

The time to convert nerve signals into muscle action was compressed to a brevity humans could not comprehend.

His right hand suddenly gripped the handle of the Power Axe at his waist.

The Power Axe's engine ignited, the energy field hummed as it activated, and blue arcs of destruction lit up the edge of the axe blade.

Cassius's body was like a taut steel cable, his leg muscles, aided by Power Armor, accumulating enough power to shatter the concrete ground.

His gaze locked firmly onto Lin En's neck, one of the most fragile and fatal parts of a human.

This axe would be swung at a perfect slanted cutting angle, avoiding possible armor.

Directly severing the neck vertebra and major blood vessels, ensuring instant fatality, leaving no chance for resistance or shouting.

The Power Axe began to move.

Cassius's shoulder drove his arm, the Orichalcum-forged axe blade tore through the air, bringing a shrill screech, straight down at Lin En standing five meters away!

This strike was fast as lightning, heavy as a mountain collapse, a killing technique trained by Medusa's Son Warriors over years and tempered a thousand times.

Let alone a mortal, even a fully armed Ogryn would be cleanly split in half under this axe.

However.

Just at the last moment when the axe blade was about to touch the skin on Lin En's neck, and the scorching energy field had already made his sweat hairs curl up!

Sudden change!

Time seemed to be "stretched" by some invisible force.

No, not time itself, but the way Cassius "perceived" time was forcibly distorted.

He "saw" his axe blade approaching Lin En's neck at an extremely slow speed, inch by inch.

He "heard" the hum of the Power Axe's engine dragged out into a low, strange moan.

He could even "feel" every contraction of his muscle fibers, every rotation of his Power Armor's joints, becoming dull and heavy.

Then "Hum——!"

An indescribable "resonance," as if sounding directly from the depths of the soul.

Like ripples from a stone thrown into a still water pond, centered on Lin En, they roared outward!

It was not sound, not light, not any fluctuation in the physical sense.

It was a more essential "disturbance" touching the foundation of existence.

Cassius's movements completely froze.

Not bound by external force; the Power Axe still roared, the Power Armor still operated.

But his "consciousness," his "control" over his own body, was forcibly "overridden" by a higher-level power.

This completely exceeded his cognition; perhaps only the Human Lord could possess such great power!?

Immediately after, from the depths of Lin En's terrifyingly calm eyes.

Several translucent "Spirit Energy Chains," covered in strange flickering runes, like living poisonous snakes, suddenly shot out!

These chains were not entities; they directly penetrated Cassius's Power Armor, his flesh, his bones, like ghosts ignoring all physical barriers, deeply piercing into the very core of his consciousness.

"Ugh ah!!!"

Cassius let out a painful, stifled low roar.

It was not physical pain, though where the chains wrapped, his nerve endings were as if repeatedly pierced by red-hot iron nails.

But a deeper tearing sensation touching the essence of the soul.

He "felt" his cold, rational, precision-machine-like thinking being forcibly "pried open" a gap.

Some external, strange "agreement," carrying a pink warm ambiguous breath yet utterly overbearing.

Was madly surging in, taking root, attempting to change his core consciousness along the channel constructed by the Spirit Energy Chains.

【System Prompt: Interactive High Value Target detected—Son of Medusa Officer Cassius (Male), meets Side Quest Binding conditions.】

【Warning: Target's Resistance Consciousness is Extremely Strong!】

【Forcibly launch Side Story Strategy Protocol "Even in the st Millennium, Want to Fall in Love!"?】

"Launch!" Lin En roared.

The moment his voice fell, Lin En also paid a Heavy Price.

"Pfft!"

He fiercely spurted a mouthful of Bright Red blood, the Bright Red Blood Foam tracing an arc in the air, splashing onto the Rusty Metal Floor.

Immediately, his eyes, nose, and ears also began to seep fine Bloodshot.

A violent headache felt like countless Red Hot steel needles stirring inside his Skull, his vision darkened in waves, and flickering snowflakes and distorted color patches appeared at the edge of his vision.

This was the "Backlash" of forcibly binding a Powerful Object with Extremely Firm Will.

Lin En's knees went soft, nearly falling to the ground, but he bit his teeth hard, using his Last Bit of Strength to kneel on one knee, supporting his body without completely falling down.

Until he saw that familiar Character Interface.

【Option D: Iron-Blooded Logic Canned Food Officer】

【Target】: Medusa's Son Warrior Team Officer Cassius (Male)

【Tags】: #【Practicality First】#, #【Logic Processor】#, #【Mechanism】#

【Initial Favorability】: -15 (Same Category Faction comes with Twenty Points Favorability, currently considers you possibly a Heretic)

【Strategy Tip】:

Efficiency is Virtue: Display your irreplaceable "Information Acquisition Efficiency" and "Battlefield Cleaning Value".

Logic Above Dogma: His recognition of Practicalism is higher than rigid commandments.

Limited Cooperation: Any relationship he accepts must be a Clear Goal, Clear Boundary, and Ultimately Controllable "Tactical Agreement".

"Gift" Preference: Extremely high action efficiency reports, rare battlefield data, or Rare Mechanical Parts that can improve Squad combat efficiency (must conform to Machine Cult Norms).

【Danger Rating】: ★★★★★★

He raised his blood-covered face, looking at Cassius, who was bound by Spirit Energy Chains, frozen in place, with Violent Anger, Confusion, and Disbelief surging in his Gray Eye Pupil.

Lin En bared his teeth in a blood-stained, mad Smile.

"Suc, cess……"

He gasped for Breath, his voice hoarse like an old bellows.

And Cassius was Completely Unable to understand what had happened.

Heretic Witchcraft? Chaos Corrosion? Psionic Slavery?

In his Three Hundred Years of Combat Experience, he had Never Encountered such a Strange, such an "Illogical" Attack Method!