Chapter 247: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Tyranids

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

A pitch-black Cold Peak Super Heavy Tank, fifteen meters long, charged at the very front of the entire Expeditionary Force.

This tank was a prized possession of the Ryan Guild in the Middle Level of Brevis; its armor thickness was three times that of an ordinary Riemann Rus.

Equipped with a Volcano Cannon and four Heavy Explosive Guns, it was sufficient to withstand the Green Skin firing line head-on.

On the tank's turret stood a human male clad in white-gold Exquisite Power Armor.

He wore a helmet engraved with golden eagle wings, and held a greatsword wreathed in raging flames — Valyrian Sword.

His bearing was straight as a pine; standing atop the Cold Peak Super Heavy Tank, he drove the momentum of the entire expeditionary army.

Just then, a Goff Clan Big Guy towering three meters tall roared and swung a giant axe dripping with blood, charging out from the ruins.

He leapt suddenly, jumping onto the Cold Wind Tank's bow, raising the giant axe, and brought it down on Lin En with a Power Split Hua Shan strike.

"Die, Shrimp!"

Lin En's expression did not change; he raised his sword one-handed and blocked the Big Guy's all-out blow.

Amid a screeching shower of sparks from the friction, Lin En shoved the Big Guy back with force.

At the same time he gripped the sword with both hands; Valyrian Sword traced a dazzling arc, so fast its trajectory could not be seen.

Pfft!

The Goff Big Guy's head flew skyward in an instant.

Green blood sprayed from the neck like a fountain.

His body still maintained the axe-swinging posture, crashed heavily onto the tank's bow, then slid to the ground and was crushed into flesh puppet.

"Fortheemperor!!!"

Lin En raised the Holy Sword high and let out a furious roar.

His voice, transmitted through the Power Armor's amplifier, spread across the entire battlefield.

"Fortheemperor!!!"

All Expeditionary Force soldiers responded in unison with loyal cries.

The Commander's valor completely ignited their fighting spirit.

The soldiers roared, following the tank's footsteps, and charged at the remaining Green Skin Army.

They formed neat ranks, their laser guns flashing continuously.

The tank's tracks rolled over Green Skin corpses and continued advancing.

Not far away, Yaduoduo reined in his Squig, staring blankly at that Cold Peak Super Heavy Tank.

Watching that human figure battling in blood atop the tank.

For some reason, that figure gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

That sword-swinging posture, and his sidestep dodge movement.

That confident aura of his, and the calm indifference in his eyes......

Almost exactly the same as One Beat Seven.

Countless images flashed rapidly through his mind......

The first meeting, that silly kid dazed in a dung heap, nearly knocked flying by a Squig.

He brought him to ambush A Wen, letting him taste victory for the first time, and even gave him the primary credit.

He taught him how to repair weapons, manage the clan, deal with those Big Guys.

Before death, he touched his forehead, smiling as he said "Forgive me, Yaduoduo, the time until we meet again won't be long."

All clues connected completely in this moment.

Yaduoduo shuddered all over, as if struck by lightning.

The weapon in his hand went "clang" and fell to the ground.

He finally understood.

One Beat Seven really hadn't died.

The person he cherished most, who changed his life, the one he was willing to give everything to follow.

Was actually the Green Skin's number one enemy on Kal II, the Highest Commander of the Human Expedition Fleet!

For a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He actually "mistook a thief for his father," following the humans' Big Boss, serving as a Green Skin Clan Big Boss for this long.

He actually wept his heart out for a human, nearly following him to death.

But...... those days were real.

Those times fighting side by side were all real.

While Yaduoduo was in a daze, Lin En seemed to sense his gaze, turned his head, and looked in his direction.

Across hundreds of meters of distance, across smoke and cannon fire, across the boundary between races, Lin En's gaze landed precisely on Yaduoduo.

Then, he revealed a faint, familiar smile.

That smile was identical to One Beat Seven's smile.

Yaduoduo's tears instantly streamed down.

Just then, Lin En slowly raised the Valyrian Sword in his hand, the sword tip pointing toward Yaduoduo's direction.

"Open fire!"

At Lin En's command, dozens of tank cannons opened fire simultaneously.

Fierce cannon fire instantly smashed toward Yaduoduo's position.

Shells exploded incessantly around Yaduoduo; the Green Skins around him were blown to pieces one by one, flesh and blood blurred.

Yet every single shell precisely avoided Yaduoduo himself, not even a single hair of his was harmed.

The blast waves from the explosions fluttered Yaduoduo's clothes; he watched the Green Skins falling around him one after another.

Then he looked at that human figure in the distance, and an inexplicable warmth suddenly surged in his heart.

He didn't kill me.

In his heart, he still has me.

This realization made all his previous confusion, pain, and anger instantly vanish like smoke.

He knew he could not stop Lin En, nor could he possibly become enemies with Lin En.

Now, the only thing he could do was take the remaining Grots and quickly leave this place of trouble.

As long as the green hills remain, there's no worry about firewood.

Someday, they would meet again.

"Retreat, retreat, run for the underground passage!"

Yaduoduo shouted loudly, turned the Squig around, and ran toward the underground passage in the depths of the core district.

Seeing this, the surviving Fire Shadow Clan Grots threw away their weapons one after another and fled in a sorry state behind Yaduoduo.

Lin En watched Yaduoduo's fleeing back, and the smile at the corner of his mouth faded.

Seeing the other party was still sensible, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If Yaduoduo died, he wouldn't have the energy to cultivate another Fire Shadow Clan.

He withdrew his gaze and looked toward the Central Hall.

There, the Gaunt Mecha was still rotating tirelessly, emitting a thunderous rumble.

A thirty-meter-tall steel giant, like a never-ceasing hurricane of destruction, grinding everything around it into powder.

"Lena," Lin En said softly through the mental link, his voice gentle yet firm.

"Time to go clean up that last spinning top."

The moment Lin En's voice fell, the alloy floor beneath Lena Dahan's feet burst open from the reaction force.

She launched herself like an apex predator that had been poised for a long time.

Her massive five-meter-tall body burst forth with terrifying speed completely disproportionate to her size.

A blue-white afterimage dragged a long trail of light through the air, even the surrounding smoke was torn apart by her form.

Two biological cannon barrels formed on her shoulders; dozens of Strong Acid Spores shrieked out, shooting toward the head of the rotating Gaunt Mecha.

Against this kind of large mecha, the Tyranid standard tactic is always decapitation.

As long as the driver Chandler is killed, this ultimate mecha that relies entirely on the Beastman Waaagh force field and "Wo Xun Si" Power.

Would immediately become a pile of lifeless scrap iron.

This is the most effective experience the Lena Swarm summed up with blood and biomass after hundreds of battles with Beastmen.

Strong Acid Spores exploded on the Gaunt Mecha's armor; the ultra-corrosive liquid made the heavy alloy steel plates emit white smoke with a piercing sizzling sound.

But mere seconds later, a dense pale green Waaagh force field emerged from the mecha's surface, neutralizing the strong acid.

The shallow pits originally corroded out, under the nourishment of the green energy, actually slowly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Gaunt's strength had long since surpassed when he was kited by five Gear Knights.

After Sith's death, nearly half the Waaagh force field originally dispersed on him gathered again onto Chandler and the Gaunt Mecha.

Plus the fanatical worship from the hearts of countless surrounding Green Skins, this thirty-meter-tall steel giant was currently at its strongest state in history.

Every inch of its armor and every weapon was wrapped in green energy, indestructible, firepower infinite.

Lena Dahan charged to the mecha's front under the Gaunt's all-out steel storm.

The pale purple shield around her blocked countless bullets, shells, and plasma beams.

The biological cannon barrels on her shoulders charged again; this time, she concentrated all her psychic energy into a single Armor-Piercing Bone Bullet.

The aim was precisely one of the eyes on the Gaunt Mecha's head.

She wanted to blast open a gap, enter the Gaunt, and kill Chandler.

But just as the Armor-Piercing Bone Bullet was about to hit, the meteor hammer on Gaunt's left arm, over three meters in diameter.

Swept in with a heaven-destroying, earth-shattering shriek.

Because of one and a half hours of continuous high-speed rotation, this meteor hammer had already formed an airtight wall of steel.

Anything attempting to approach within ten meters of Gaunt, whether flesh or steel.

Would be instantly crushed to dust by this rotating wall of death, not a scrap of residue left.

"Boom!!!"

With a huge bang, Lena Dahan's entire insect body was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a Chimera Armored Vehicle in the distance.

The armored vehicle instantly exploded, billowing thick smoke.

"Boss Chandler is awesome!!!"

"So Waaagh, this is a true Warboss!"

"The bugs are nothing, Boss Chandler is still the strongest!"

Seeing this, the surrounding Green Skins burst into long-lost cheers.

The fear from just seeing Lena Dahan easily behead Sith instantly vanished like smoke.

A Death Skull Clan Big Guy jumped onto an abandoned armored vehicle, shouting proudly at the surrounding Grots:

"I've said it all along — when it comes to fighting outsiders, you still have to look to Big Boss Chandler!"