Chapter 243

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Chandler! Stop spinning! You idiot!" Sisi shouted at the Gaunt Mecha across the distance using psionics.

"The Shrimp have already fled, let's stop fighting first and clean up the mess together! Otherwise Kal II will be destroyed by our own hands!"

There was no response whatsoever.

Only the roaring of the Gaunt Mecha and the howling of weapons, never ceasing within the Hall.

Sisi's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

He shouted several more times, from gentle persuasion to harsh reprimand, yet Chandler still had no reaction at all, simply could not hear his words.

"Hmph, dare not respond to me?" Sisi's tone carried unconcealed mockery.

"I see you simply dare not stop? Just now you were spun around by five Shrimp mecha, utterly humiliating."

"And last time, you led an entire fleet to attack the Shrimp fleet, only to be beaten until only half your body remained escaping back, even your beloved Feng Niu Hao was blown up."

"If I were you, I would have found a crack in the ground to burrow into long ago, yet you still have the face to spin in circles here?"

He thought such sharp mockery would enrage Chandler, make him stop and confront him.

After all, Chandler was famous for his violent temper, most unable to endure others' provocation.

But unexpectedly, the Gaunt Mecha still spun at high speed in place, without the slightest pause.

Sisi froze for a moment, then a ridiculous yet helpless expression appeared on his face.

He....... wouldn't really have spun himself dizzy, would he?

The moment this thought arose, even Sisi himself found it somewhat laughable and cryable.

But thinking carefully, he was piloting a thirty-meter-tall mecha, spinning continuously at high speed for forty minutes.

Never mind a person, even the mecha's gyroscope has probably burned out by now.

Right now Chandler might well be lying in the cockpit vomiting until the world spun, unable to even grip the control sticks.

"Truly an incorrigible idiot." Sisi cursed in a low voice, psionics beginning to gather around him.

Since shouting won't wake him, then I can only act, first stop this damn spinning top then talk.

After controlling Chandler, turn back and clean up these chaotically fighting Grots.

He raised both hands, green psionics condensing in his palms, preparing to use powerful psionic shock to forcibly stop the Gaunt Mecha's rotation.

But just at the moment he was about to act.

Hum!

A faint blue nerve pulse precisely struck Sisi.

Sisi's body fiercely stiffened, the gathered psionics instantly collapsing, his head a burst of Green Skin Pain.

Before his eyes patches of blackout, countless chaotic thoughts rushed into his mind, nearly making him fall from midair.

He fiercely turned his head, looking toward the direction the nerve pulse came from, eyes filled with torrential rage.

Lena Dahan was standing quietly not far away, icy eyes staring dead at him.

That nerve pulse just now was precisely what she emitted.

"Hmph, finally couldn't hold back?" Sisi's voice was icy cold.

Green psionics around him burned like flames, scorching the surrounding air into distortion.

"I originally wanted to wake that idiot first, then slowly deal with you this head-hiding Outlier."

"Unexpectedly, you actually came to the door yourself! Perfect, let me deal with you first!"

Sisi "whoosh" flew to above the Hall, palm virtually grasping.

Mechanical wreckage scattered around, alloy steel plates, discarded weapons, even steel bars buried underground.

All were guided by a powerful suction force, madly converging toward his hand.

Metal fragments mutually collided, squeezed, fused, emitting piercing metal distortion sounds.

In mere seconds, a giant iron sword one hundred twenty meters long took shape in his hand.

The iron sword's surface flowed with sizzling green waaagh electricity, the blade fifty meters wide, emitting a heavy, unsharpened-great-sword thickness.

"Die! Monster!"

Sisi roared in anger, both hands gripping the giant sword, using all his body's strength, fiercely chopping down at Lena Dahan.

This sword, he held no remaining strength back.

The giant sword tore the air with a shrill cry, carrying power enough to split a mountain peak, smashing down toward the top of Lena's head.

The air was compressed by this sword's power, forming a visible shockwave that sent the surrounding Grots flying outward.

But what Sisi absolutely never expected was that Lena Dahan actually did not dodge.

She merely stood quietly in place, both feet stably planted on the Ground.

At the moment the giant sword was about to chop onto her head top, she raised both hands, pressing sharp chitinous forelegs and palms together simultaneously.

Clang!!!

A deafening metal collision sound resounded through the entire Kal II.

The hundred-meter-long iron sword was caught hard by Lena Dahan's four hands pressed together!

Terrifying impact force conducted down along the giant sword, the alloy floor under Lena's feet instantly cracking.

Cracks like a spider web spread toward all directions a full one hundred fifty meters.

Metal fragments and dust flew everywhere, and the entire ground sank inward a full five centimeters.

The surrounding walls collapsed once more under the shockwave, and in an instant the world was turned upside down.

Yet Lena Dahan's main body did not move a muscle.

Her ultra-dense chitinous armor did not bear even a single fine scratch.

Sisi's pupils contracted sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"How is this possible?!"

This sword of his mobilized all the strength of his body; even the Faith Shield of a Gaunt Mecha would have been cleaved open with a wound.

Yet this five-meter-tall monster before him actually caught it bare-handed, and moreover looked to be handling it with ease!

Could her strength be above his own?

Just as Sisi was stunned into a daze, Lena Dahan's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

"What?!"

Sisi's pupils dilated to the limit, and he immediately pushed his spirit perception to the maximum, trying to find Lena's trail.

But no matter how he probed, he could not detect the slightest trace of Lena's breath.

She was as if she had vanished into thin air, not leaving behind a single trace of psyker fluctuation, as if she had never appeared at all.

Not good!

Sisi's psychic precognition ability let out a piercing alarm at this moment.

Without thinking, he instantly condensed a full five layers of spirit shields around himself, one layer atop another, like a solid fortress.

Almost at the very moment the shields took shape, a cold breath appeared behind his back.

Lena Dahan's figure suddenly manifested.

The pair of sharp chitinous twin blades on her forelimbs, each over a meter long, wrapped in bone-piercing purple psyker energy, chopped fiercely down at Sisi's back.

The power of the Bug Swarm Shadow was displayed to the fullest at this moment.

The Tyranid psyker energy is essentially a collective of countless bug races without emotion, without self-consciousness.

This "emotionless emotion" forming an absolute barrier can forcibly sever the connection between a spirit energy user and the "Warp distilled from the emotions of intelligent beings".

Be it a Chaos Wizard's witchcraft, or a human's spirit spell.

And the Waaagh force field is essentially a special energy field condensed from the orks' fanaticism, belligerence, and emotions of worshiping strength.

So the Bug Swarm Shadow can also exert a certain suppressive effect on it.

Sisi's fully concentrated spirit shields, under the erosion of the Bug Swarm Shadow, were as fragile as paper.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Five layers of spirit shields shattered layer by layer under the compression of the chitinous twin blades, emitting crisp sounds.

At the critical moment, Sisi performed a teleportation, narrowly dodging this fatal blow.

The twin blades grazed past his shoulder, tearing open a gash in the gown on his body.

Simultaneously leaving a wound deep enough to show bone on his shoulder.

Sisi teleported a hundred meters away, clutching his bleeding shoulder, gazing at Lena Dahan with a heavy expression.

He finally understood why his spirit shields had been so vulnerable to a single blow, and why that shrimp tribal chief's teleportation spell had been interrupted just now.

This monster's psyker energy could actually suppress other psyker energy at its very source!