Chapter 249

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

As the ballads spread, the Waaagh Field originally gathered on the Gaunt Mecha thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Green Skins' faith was just that simple and crude, and that real.

If you can fight, and make them feel Waaagh, they'll worship you like a god, willing to die for you.

If you can't fight, just spin in place, and get whipped like a top by a bug.

Then you're trash, a joke, no one will worship you again, or work for you.

Without the bolstering of faith, the Gork Spinning Top's rotation speed dropped faster and faster.

From spinning so fast at first that its shadow couldn't be seen, to later slowing down visibly to the naked eye.

Its body also became shaky and unstable, as if it would fall at any moment.

"Crack!"

Finally, with Lena Dahan's last heavy whip, the Gaunt Mecha froze abruptly.

Immediately followed by a grating metal friction sound.

It couldn't even maintain its twisted posture, and with a "Boom!" fell to the ground.

After its self-rotation stopped, all its weapons also went dead, the spinning Meteor Hammer falling and heavily smashing onto the ground.

The entire Core District suddenly became much quieter.

All the Green Skins lowered their heads, not daring to look at the Central Hall again.

Embarrassing, extremely embarrassing.

Their proud Ultimate Mecha and their strongest War Boss were actually stopped like a top whipped by a bug.

If this got out, all the Green Skins on Kal II would probably become others' laughingstock.

Lena Dahan threw away the Tyranid Whip shortened by almost one third, and walked step by step toward the stopped Gaunt Mecha.

She didn't walk fast, but the surrounding Green Skins all retreated, not one daring to step forward to stop her.

Lena Dahan raised her forelimb, the sharp Chitinous Twin Blades flashing with cold light, pressing step by step toward the Cockpit.

As Lin En guessed, after stopping rotation, the mecha completely lost any mobility.

"Screech—!!!"

With a piercing metal tearing sound, Lena Dahan, like opening canned food, forcibly tore open the Gaunt Mecha's half-meter-thick Cockpit armor.

The twisted metal plates flipped open to both sides, revealing the chaotic Cockpit inside.

She reached in, grabbed Chandler inside like a little chicken, and lifted him out.

Chandler at this moment had no trace of the Kal II War Boss's might.

His whole body was covered in engine oil, dust, and his own vomit, with undried tear stains and snot on his face.

His body had shrunk a size, the originally heavy and mighty Power Armor becoming somewhat ill-fitting.

His eyes were tightly closed, motionless, obviously still in a deep coma.

Even when Lena lifted him out, he muttered drowsily:

"Stop spinning, Machine Soul Big Brother, I was wrong, my head is so dizzy......."

It turned out, from the tenth minute of self-rotation, Chandler regretted so much his intestines turned green.

This Gaunt Mecha, although only two percent short of completion, was after all a semi-finished product.

In the early and middle stages of manufacturing the mecha, Chandler put all his energy and resources into improving the mecha's armor thickness and firepower intensity.

But completely ignored the most basic operability and human-machine integration.

When he first sat in the Cockpit for a test drive, he terrifyingly discovered that the mecha's Machine Soul was terrifyingly strong.

It was a six-meter-tall black Beastman Phantom, emitting a violent Destruction Breath all over.

There was only one thing in its mind: battle, endless battle.

Even facing Chandler, the mecha's Master, it only had the desire to fight.

Chandler used all his strength, using his Waaagh Field to suppress it, but couldn't even elbow past the other side.

He hurriedly started to crazily make up for the mecha's operability, trying every means to weaken the Machine Soul's strength.

Until he could, under the Waaagh Field's suppression, barely control the mecha to do the activities he wanted, did he leave seclusion to check the reason for the Waaagh weakening.

This was also the reason he didn't dare to entangle with Siss too long before, he might be elbowed unconscious by the Machine Soul at any time.

But when he got hot-headed and activated the self-rotation mode, after the mecha's Power Core overloaded, the violent Machine Soul, unable to be suppressed, awakened again.

And Chandler himself, because of high-speed rotation, felt dizzy, acid refluxed, and his condition greatly decreased.

With one rising and the other falling, he was no match for the Machine Soul at all.

After a few rounds, he was knocked unconscious by his own mecha's Machine Soul with an elbow.

Everything that happened afterward—Siss's death in battle, the Shrimp invasion, being whipped like a top by a bug—he knew nothing about.

Chandler let out a big yawn, slowly opening his eyes.

He rubbed his swollen head, drowsily saying:

"Where am I? Why isn't Gant spinning? Did I kill all those Shrimps?"

He raised his head, and saw Lena Dahan's hideous Bug Race face.

Their eyes met.

The confusion on Chandler's face froze at this moment.

He had just wanted to resist, yet discovered his own strength had become feeble beyond measure.

He was flung out with a casual toss from Lena.

"Damn insect, how did you appear here?"

He struggled to his feet and ran back to the Gaunt Mecha.

But having lost the Waaagh force field's empowerment, that once-invincible Ultimate Mecha.

At this moment was merely a pile of cold scrap iron, without any reaction.

Lena Dahan gave him no chance for waste talk.

In a flash she appeared before Chandler, the chitin blades in her hand slashing down fiercely.

"Shred!"

There was not the slightest suspense.

This warlord who dominated Kal II, ambitious to replace Lianggenna as Dolido's strongest Tech Boss.

Did not even get to speak a complete dying word before his head was severed from his body.

Green Ork blood sprayed across the ground.

The moment Chandler died, the rich Waaagh force field shrouding the skies above Kal II began to dissipate rapidly, like a receding tide.

The Green Skin order barely maintained by Chandler's hegemony and martial might instantly collapsed utterly.

The combat power and combat will of the Green Skins, all members, plummeted.

They no longer had the heart to battle the Expeditionary Force; their brains held only one thing left: flee.

Simultaneously, the internal strife among the Green Skins also escalated to an irretrievable state.

Without a common Big Boss, every clan wanted to seize the position of Kal II's new Warboss.

They no longer attacked humans, but instead hacked at each other, fighting until heads were broken and blood flowed for a bit of trivial resources and territory.

But Lin En would not give them this opportunity.

"All troops attack, thoroughly cleanse Kal II, leave not a single living mouth!"

Lin En raised the Valyrian Sword high, issuing the final total attack command.

The Brevis Expeditionary Force charged toward the chaotic Green Skin Army like tigers descending a mountain.

Gus commanded the heavy cannon troops, conducting covering bombardment on areas where Green Skins gathered.

The Gene Thief Cult's grassroots officers led assault squads, cleaning up remnant enemies in various passages.

Fighters circled in the air, harvesting fleeing Green Skins with airborne weapons.

This was no longer a war, but a one-sided, orderly slaughter.

And at the moment Chandler died, Lena Dahan sent the signal for full retreat to the Bug Swarm.

All Tyranids lurking in every corner of Kal II silently concealed themselves in various places.

Waiting for the timing to ripen, then emerging to reclaim an entire Space Station's biomass.

Lin En did not want too many people to know his relationship with the Tyranids.

This is his greatest secret, and also his biggest trump card for surviving in this dark, desperate 41st Millennium.