Chapter 285: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Tyranids

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

One day after Dominic arrived at Kal II, in the universe still three hours' voyage from Kal II.

A strangely shaped colossal warship, leading a vast Green Skin fleet, advanced toward Kal II in mighty array.

This warship was Lianggenna's flagship — the Anna.

Its shape resembled a giant squid with its maw wide open, or rather, a massive iron pot whose bottom had sprouted countless tentacles.

The hull was covered in rust stains and patches, with crooked graffiti and slogans everywhere: "Waaagh!", "Smell true rich!", "Ber face~".

Most eye-catching was the gigantic, steam-belching chimney at the hull's center.

Unlike other Green Skin warships, the Anna's power source was not a reactor, but a Stew Pot.

A voyage of millions of kilometers required only ten thousand tons of Stew Pot.

This was Lianggenna's proudest vessel, the powerful creation embodying his philosophy.

He often said, there is no problem a pot of Stew Pot cannot solve.

If there is, then two pots.

Inside the Anna's bridge, it was a haze of smoke and noise.

Countless Green Skin Kids and Gretchin ran back and forth inside, clamoring noisily.

The air was thick with the rich aroma of Stew Pot and the smell of fungus.

Lianggenna sat on his signature Big Pot Throne, wolfing down Stew Pot in huge mouthfuls.

Several Gretchin stood beside him, ceaselessly using enormous spoons to ladle Stew Pot from the pot into his mouth.

Grease ran down his chin, dripped onto his round belly, and he casually wiped it away.

"Big Boss! Big Boss!"

An Evil Sun Big Guy covered in red tattoos scrambled up to Lianggenna and shouted excitedly:

"We've already reached Kal II, those Shrimp Clan are all hiding inside the planet and dare not come out!"

"They only know how to ambush us with those broken stone fortresses, too cowardly, too weak!"

"Yeah Big Boss!" another Evil Sun Big Guy chimed in.

"Those Shrimp Clan can't withstand a single blow; with just one command from you, we'll charge in at once and turn Kal II back into ours."

The other Green Skin Big Guys also clamored, shouting "Waaagh!", itching to rush in and slaughter in all directions.

Lianggenna swallowed a huge spoonful of Stew Pot and let out a deafening belch.

He raised his head, swept a glance at the Big Bosses below with those small eyes, and said nothing.

Though he looked simple and honest, like a fat man who only knew how to eat, becoming Dolido's strongest Green-skinned Warlord meant he was absolutely no fool.

Lianggenna was certain things were not as simple as they appeared.

If the Shrimp Clan were truly that vulnerable, these Evil Sun fellows would have taken Kal II long ago; how could they have waited until now?

Those stone fortresses looked unimpressive, yet they had the Evil Sun's Extreme Speed Fleet completely suppressed.

This showed the Shrimp Clan side had a Commander who really knew how to fight.

However......

Lianggenna lowered his head to look at his own round belly, then looked out the window at the vast Green Skin fleet.

So what?

He had over a hundred warships, thirty of them Cruiser-class alone.

His Anna was no inferior to the Shrimp Clan's Battlecruisers.

And Kal II, after Chandler's ravaging, was already in ruins long ago.

The Shrimp Clan could not possibly have repaired all the defensive fortifications in such a short time.

Before absolute strength, any scheme is futile.

The faster the speed, the more the opportunities.

This was the most precious experience he had summed up after fighting hundreds of battles.

"All of you shut up!"

Lianggenna fiercely slapped the Big Pot Throne, producing a loud "Clang!"

The entire bridge fell silent instantly.

All the Green Skins closed their mouths, staring at him expectantly.

Lianggenna picked up a giant pork knuckle, bit down hard, and said indistinctly:

"Pass my command: all fleets, full speed ahead!"

"Upon arrival at Kal II, launch total attack immediately!"

"Goff Clan, take the very front, crush those broken stone fortresses for me!"

"Evil Sun and Blood Axe, circle around to the left and right sides, ambush the Shrimp Clan's flanks!"

"Death Skull and Evil Moon, hold the center with me, bombard fiercely, blast Kal II's defensive line into smithereens for me!"

"Waaaaagh!!!"

All the Green Skin Big Bosses shouted excitedly, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty radiance.

Fanatical Waaagh energy surged tangibly within the bridge.

Lianggenna nodded in satisfaction, scooped up another big spoonful of stew, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He watched Kal II drawing ever closer beyond the porthole, and a hideous smile spread across his face.

Kal II.

I'm back again.

This time, I'll make you completely mine!

Three hours later.

When the first rays of starlight fell upon Kal II's cold metal surface.

Lianggenna's main fleet finally arrived in the Kal II Star System.

It was a true steel monster.

Hundreds of assorted Green Skin warships were packed densely together, covering the sky and blotting out the sun.

There were hill-sized Killing Cruisers, clumsy Iron Lumps, and countless destroyers and fighters.

Their hulls were garish and battered, yet they exuded that reckless wild aura unique to Green Skins.

Compared to this massive fleet, Kal II was like a dying elephant, while the Green Skin fleet was a pack of starving lions.

However you looked at it, there was no chance of victory.

"Attack!!!"

At Lianggenna's command.

The Green Skin fleet didn't hesitate for a moment, charging straight at Kal II.

The Goff Clan's black warships truly lived up to their reputation.

Though they carried almost no weapons, their hulls were the thickest, their armor the hardest — like giant iron lumps they held the vanguard.

Their doctrine was simple: rely on tough hulls to ram straight into the enemy's face, then board and it's over.

They absorbed the vast majority of firepower, creating output space for the Death Skull and Evil Moon fleets behind them.

Countless lasers and missiles fired from the rear ranks; the dense firepower didn't even need to distinguish asteroids from fortresses.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another in space.

Those temporary fortresses that could effectively counter the Evil Sun Fleet were utterly fragile before the Green Skin main fleet's overwhelming firepower.

Hundreds of asteroids were blown to fragments; soldiers in the fortresses didn't even have time to shriek before they and their fortresses turned to cosmic dust.

No deliberate targeting needed — wherever the steel torrent passed, everything was crushed to powder.

In just ten minutes, over fifty temporary fortresses were destroyed.

A massive gap opened in the asteroid belt's "Iron Thorns" defensive line.

The Evil Sun and Blood Axe fleets immediately seized the chance, surging through the gap toward Kal II.

The Death Skull and Evil Moon fleets followed behind the Goff Clan, continuing to bombard Kal II's orbital defense works with main cannons.

Those long-paralyzed defense platforms disintegrated one after another in the cannon fire, becoming debris floating in space.

Kal II's main defensive line put up almost no effective resistance.

Everything went exactly as Lianggenna had expected.

He sat on the Big Pot Throne, eating stew while watching constant victory reports on the screen, a smug smile on his face.

He knew the Shrimp Clan were pushovers.

Before long, Kal II would fall into his hands once more.

After that, Brevis.

He would turn the entire Calixis Star System into his scrap pot!

Just as he was envisioning a glorious future, points of light suddenly flared behind Kal II like a star sea.

"What?"