Chapter 370: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Lin En raised his chin, Isud's figure flickered, and he returned to where he belonged.

The great doors opened, and a tall figure clad in golden power armor strode in.

Lei Ou removed his helmet, revealing his handsome face with sharp features.

At his waist hung the Saint Galus Family's Inheritance Chainsword; his steps were steady, and the moment he entered, his gaze fell directly on Lin En.

The two locked eyes, exchanging not a word of greeting.

They were comrades who had stood back-to-back against Green Skin charges beneath the Forbidden Wall; some things needed only a glance to understand.

"You guessed right." Lei Ou spoke first, his voice low,

"Something's off at the castle lately. Her people are moving around frequently, guards at the Underground Laboratory have tripled, and even collateral branches aren't allowed near."

Lin En nodded slightly.

He had sought Lei Ou out precisely for this matter.

Until now, he had always had misgivings.

Luna held some of his and Lena's secrets; if they turned hostile, she might lash out and expose everything, only hurting both sides.

So even knowing she had been corrupted by Yi Su and was still scheming in the dark, he had never dealt her a killing blow, merely maintaining a delicate balance.

But things were different now.

Luna had already dragged the Purge Plague Sect into the fire; retreating further would only embolden her.

He could not directly use the Governor's Mansion's Imperial Regular Army to act.

Imperial rules stood as they were; if the Governor personally moved to suppress a noble clan, the nature of the act would change, and he would only invite gossip.

But Lei Ou was different.

They belonged to the same Saint Galus Family—one a Deliberation King, the other a Regent King—both contenders for the Supreme Throne.

Clan infighting, kin slaying kin, was nothing unusual in the Empire's Noble Circle.

The big shots of Terra never cared who headed a noble family.

They only cared whether the family paid taxes on time, provided soldiers, and kept its territory stable.

In other words, it didn't matter what surname the tool bore; what mattered was whether it could fulfill its function.

So as long as Lei Ou won and stabilized the Saint Galus situation, no one would dig into the process.

"Location confirmed?" Lin En asked.

"Confirmed. The secret chamber at the deepest part of the Underground Third Floor. She stays in there every day, almost never coming out."

Lei Ou's jawline tightened, complex emotions surging in his eyes.

Luna was his blood aunt.

A few years ago, he would never have imagined one day bringing people to besiege her.

But as the family's secrets surfaced bit by bit, as the traces of Chaos grew clearer, he understood.

This aunt was no mere power contender anymore.

She was a malignant tumor of the Saint Galus Family.

If not removed, the entire family—and even all of Brevis—would be dragged by her into an abyss of eternal ruin.

"I'll handle the outer areas." Lin En pointed his pen at the Saint Galus Castle marker on the star map.

"The Guard will blockade the surrounding three street districts under the pretext of a 'Night Counter-Terrorism Drill,' allowing entry but no exit."

"Your people will cover all entrances and exits, cut off reinforcements, and block retreat routes."

"The decapitation squad will take the west side's old secret passage and strike directly at the Underground Third Floor."

"There is only one target." He raised his eyes to look at Lei Ou, his tone calm yet carrying decisive killing intent. "Luna."

Lei Ou took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

He raised his hand to don the Golden Laurel Helmet, and two points of cold red light instantly lit up in the target lenses.

"Operation codename: Double King Decision."

Lin En extended his hand, and their palms clasped firmly.

"Move."

Late at night in the Upper City, the Gilded Spire was steeped in ink-black night curtains.

Around the Saint Galus Castle, usually filled with nightly revelry, tonight was unusually quiet.

Intersections were sealed by temporary roadblocks; Vanguard Army soldiers stood expressionless behind the warning line, stopping all noble carriages out late at night, claiming it was merely a routine counter-terrorism drill by the Governor's Mansion.

No one knew that an assault deciding the family's fate had quietly begun.

Beneath the castle's high walls, Lei Ou's direct private army had already assembled.

These were veterans who had followed him fighting Green Skins on the Forbidden Wall Battlefield; clad in yellow power armor, bomb guns loaded, their breathing as steady as boulders.

No battle cries, no taunts.

As the command was given, several squads moved simultaneously, silently seizing control of all castle entrances and exits, ventilation pipes, and underground escape tunnels.

Their mission was not to charge and decapitate, but to pin down every gap.

Neither allowing collateral forces to enter for reinforcement, nor letting those inside escape.

The true spearhead had already, from the long-abandoned old secret passage on the west side, groped toward the underground depths.

In the Underground Second Floor corridor, the assault squad was advancing rapidly.

Clearing the way at the very front was a Sword and Shield Squire Knight Mecha.

Its frame was only about half the size of a standard Knight Mecha, modified specifically for narrow terrain; its left-hand Ion Storm Shield was thick and reliable.

Its right-hand Death God Chainsword was incomparably sharp; heavy footsteps on the metal ground produced only vibrations heavy with oppression.

Following closely behind were thirty soldiers, all Vanguard Army veterans Lin En had transferred to Lei Ou.

They had joined Saint Galus's Private Army as free men, becoming the core strength of the Decapitation Squad.

They wore Exquisite Power Armor and used the best tactical weapons.

Spreading out in a standard Tactical Formation, infrared vision fully active, Bomb Guns kept constantly at ready-to-fire state, movements crisp like a precise Machine.

The Underground First Floor guards were even more lax than Expected.

Most were ordinary Clan guards, sparsely mixed with a few Machine Cult Apologist Army Sentries.

These people could not stop the elite assault squad at all; they didn't even have time to sound a complete alarm before being silently killed.

The Heat Melting Cutter pressed against the Metal Door; high temperature instantly melted through the door lock hinges.

Then the Death God Chainsword slashed through the dim light, harvesting the guards' lives.

The whole process was clean and efficient, without a single superfluous movement.

In less than Ten Minutes, the Underground First Floor was completely cleared.

The squad halted before the Heavy Blast Door leading to the Underground Second Floor.

The Captain raised a hand signaling the Team to stop, lowered his head and glanced at the life detection Signal on the Tactical Terminal.

Behind the Door was a stretch of Silence.

No patrolling guards, no moving personnel, quiet like a tomb.

Too abnormal.

His heart tightened slightly; he made a tactical Gesture.

Two soldiers immediately stepped forward, firmly affixing Heat Melt Explosives to the load-bearing hinges of the blast door.

"Three, two, one!"

Boom!!!

A violent Explosion blasted open in the enclosed corridor; a Heat Wave carried Metal Fragments flying in all directions.

The heavy blast door collapsed inward with a roar like torn paper.

"Charge!"

With a low shout from the Captain, the Squire Knight Mecha charged in first through the Smoke Dust, thirty veterans following closely behind, Gun Mouths all pointed forward.

The Smoke Dust dispersed.

What appeared before everyone was no longer the cold, regular Imperial Fortification.

The metal wall panels on both Sides of the corridor were coated with strange Blue Runes; those runes writhed slowly as if alive, glowing with a gloss that made one's scalp Ice Cold Numb in the dim light.

A strange fragrance permeated the air; inhaling it into the Lungs made one's Jing Neng slightly dazed.

Whispers also came from beside the ears, guiding people to pursue the Mystery buried in the Deepest Part of the Inner Heart.