Chapter 231

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

The power of the Green Skin has always been closely tied to the Waaagh Field.

As the War Boss originally recognized by all on Kal II, the Waaagh Field of the entire space station gathered upon him.

Supporting him to bring the power of Wo Xun Si belonging to the Tech Boss to the extreme.

But over these past few months, the Waaagh Field gathering upon him has grown fewer and fewer.

His strength weakened day by day, and the cracking progress of his mecha completely stagnated.

If he does not emerge from seclusion soon, in not long, his position as Big Boss of Kal II will be in name only.

"Speak!" Chandler grabbed the collar of a Skull Big Guy beside him and lifted him up.

His voice was like thunder, shaking the surrounding Tech Bosses until they trembled.

"What exactly has happened on Kal II in this past month?!"

"Why is my power weakening day by day?!"

That Skull Big Guy trembled all over like chaff in a sieve, stammering, and poured out everything that had happened in the past half year in one breath.

From the Fire Shadow Clan rising by relying on the Elf Highcock Champion, to Sith gathering the Three Great Clans and driving back the Human Fleet and the Bug Race.

To now directly moving against the Evil Moon Clan, fully expanding their power, not a word missing.

The more Chandler listened, the heavier the baleful aura on his face became.

He had imagined countless possibilities.

He had imagined the Human Fleet breaking through the Outer Perimeter, or the Bug Race swallowing half the space station, causing heavy casualties among the Grots and weakening the Waaagh Field.

Even some weakling jumping out to challenge his status, but never had he thought it would be Sith.

This "honest man" who had always kept to himself and never meddled in others' affairs except for Lianggenna's orders.

Chandler had always thought he was just a Supervisor without ambition, never expecting him to have such great ambition.

To dare, right under his nose, turn the entire sky of Kal II upside down.

"Good... very good."

Chandler gritted his teeth and threw the Skull Big Guy in his hand hard onto the ground, the anger around him no longer suppressible.

He raised his hand, the Plasma Cannon behind him charging instantly, a dazzling blue light flashed, and a guard was vaporized by the Plasma Beam without a trace in an instant.

He raised the Iron Pliers and vented madly.

After killing over a dozen subordinates in succession, the violence in his chest eased slightly.

He was very clear that Sith was not one of those stupid brutes who only knew how to charge.

An Alpha-class Spirit Energy User of the same kind, once ambitious, would be more troublesome than the Human Fleet and those damn Insects.

He looked back toward the depths of the Laboratory, where the Ultimate Mecha only 98% complete stood, a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

But in his heart, the position of War Boss of Kal II was more important than this mecha.

"Pass the order!" Chandler roared, his voice spreading throughout the entire Skull Camp.

"Assemble, follow me to the Core Area!"

"I want to see what exactly this freak wants to do."

The news of Chandler emerging from seclusion early swept through the entire high-level circle of Kal II like a hurricane.

In the Command Tower of the Fire Shadow Clan, Lin En heard this news, his eyes lighting up instantly.

He had finally waited for this step.

He immediately issued orders to the Imperial Expedition Fleet outside the Star System.

The entire fleet mobilized, attacking the Outer Perimeter of Kal II with full force, putting on a posture of taking the entire Planet in one blow.

At the same time, Luna aboard the Rule Ruler saw Lin En's Expedition Fleet mobilize entirely and rush toward Kal II,

She instantly realized what it meant.

She had waited for this day for too long; Lin En was always so steady, yet now he committed his entire army—there must be something wrong here.

Perhaps this was their best chance to take this Space Station.

"All ships, hear my orders!" Luna stood before the Star Map on the Bridge, her finger pressing hard on the coordinates of Kal II, her voice cold.

"Target Kal II, advance at full speed and launch the Total Attack! This time, we swear to succeed in one strike!"

In space, five Cruisers and over sixty Escort Ships of the Imperial Fleet formed an Assault Formation.

Macro Cannons charged one after another, Void Shields all opened, rushing toward the Outer Perimeter of Kal II.

Launching a full-scale Total Attack on Kal II.

At this moment, in the Conference Hall of the Core Area of Kal II, the atmosphere was somewhat subtle.

Chandler brought the elite guards of the Death Skull Clan, standing on one side of the Hall, all weapons on his Power Armor unlocked.

And Sith stood on the steps of the Hall, green Spirit Energy surging around him, looking down at this former absolute ruler of Kal II.

Between the two, less than fifty meters apart, the air seemed frozen, even the wind had stopped.

Sith looked at Chandler, and inexplicably felt the embarrassment of being caught cheating on the spot.

He had always considered himself lofty, never deigning to participate in these sordid power struggles, always regarding himself as Lianggenna's most loyal Deputy.

But now, he had not only secretly developed his own power and swallowed the Waaagh Field that should have belonged to Chandler,

But even couldn't resist moving against the neutral Evil Moon Clan.

This feeling of being caught red-handed made him uncomfortable all over.

In the end, it was Chandler who spoke first.

His voice came through the tactical mask, carrying a metallic texture and suppressed rage:

"Sis, those things, were they really done by you?"

Sis took a deep breath, pressing down that bit of embarrassment in his heart.

Things having come to this, there was no escaping it.

He straightened his spine, meeting Chandler's gaze, and replied word by word:

"Yes, I indeed did it, so what?"

In his eyes flashed a trace of fanaticism, also carrying a trace of burning-bridges resolve:

"Chandler, I've already fallen in love with this feeling, I can't go back to the past."

Lin En, standing behind Sis, hearing these words, couldn't help but frown.

Is this still Warhammer 40,000?

If you're going to fight then fight, what is this?

Just as the two were about to continue speaking, a psyker Grot came scrambling over, face pale, roaring:

"Boss Sis, Boss Chandler, it's bad!"

"News from the Outer Areas, the Shrimp Clan's fleet, all mobilized!"

"Two-pronged pincer attack, charging toward our Defensive Line!"

The news broke, and the Hall erupted in an uproar.

Chandler subconsciously furrowed his brow; years of instinct leading Kal II's Defense made him immediately shout:

"What's the panic? Death Skull Clan's fleet, immediately return to defend the Outer Perimeter! All clans......"

His words cut off abruptly.

Because Lin En, bringing the Blood Axe Clan and Evil Sun Clan Big Guys, silently stood behind Sis.

The weapons in their hands faintly aimed at Chandler and the Skull Clan Elite Guard behind him.

The meaning of this action could not be more obvious.

Now, we only listen to Lord Sis's words.

You, Chandler, can no longer command us.

Chandler's pupils sharply contracted; he fiercely turned his head, staring dead at Sis on the steps, the rage in his voice fully erupting:

"Good, Sis! If I'd come out a few days later, would the whole of Kal II have become yours, Sis?!"

The Death Skull Clan Guard behind him instantly raised the weapons in their hands.

On the other side of the Hall, the Goff Clan and Snake Bite Clan Grots who rushed over upon receiving the news also immediately rushed behind Chandler, raising the weapons in their hands.

The three clans' forces instantly formed a solid battle line.

And behind Sis, the Naruto, Blood Axe, Evil Sun three great clans' Grots also simultaneously raised weapons.

Both Parties' gun mouths mutually pointed at each other, weapons charging up one after another, Waaagh Fields colliding in the center of the Hall, emitting a sizzling piercing Sound.

The Atmosphere instantly became sword-drawn bow-bent; even though the Outer Areas already had troops at the city gates.

The fuse of civil war has also been lit.