Chapter 372

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Release them, quick battle, quick decision!"

"Understood." Lena closed her eyes, a purple spirit energy halo flashing briefly in her eyes.

The command was transmitted through the insect swarm network to the rear of the battlefield in an instant.

In the shadows behind the passage, in the originally empty side tunnels, faint footsteps suddenly sounded.

No slogans, no roars, only landing sounds so light they were almost inaudible, like a group of stalking predators, silently approaching the battlefield.

The first to charge out of the shadows were five massive figures shrouded in gray robes.

Their height approached three meters, a full circle more burly than even the Empire's Ogryn big men.

Exposed skin showed an unhealthy gray-purple, muscle lines angular like rock.

These were third-generation Gene Thief hybrid mutant species, gene-tuned flesh tanks, bone density dozens of times that of ordinary humans, pain nerves completely degenerated, fearless of death.

The lead mutant species let out a low roar, directly crashing into a charging Chaos Egg.

"Thud!!!"

The dull impact sound shook the passage with a buzzing resonance.

The four-to-five-meter-tall Chaos Egg was actually knocked back two steps by the shorter mutant species, its bloated body cracking open with several wounds.

Before the Chaos Egg could react, the mutant species' giant palm had already gripped its two thick claws.

Arm muscles bulging, it actually wrestled with this Warp beast head-on.

Close behind charging into the battlefield were thirty second-generation Gene Thief Attendant Monk hybrids.

Their most striking feature was the third thick arm growing from their backs, three arms as agile as if innate, each gripping a different weapon.

Some held a Bomb Gun in one hand precisely sniping distant Fire Demons, a Power Sword in the other cleaving nearby Believers.

The third arm swung a three-headed flail, whistling wind sweeping away swathes of Believers.

Some with a Heat Melt Gun in the left hand, Plasma Pistol in the right, the third arm gripping a sharp Claw Blade, switching between ranged and melee seamlessly, movements flowing like clouds and water.

The originally precarious defensive line was instantly stabilized.

Attendant Monks in groups of three, back-to-back forming a perfect nine-armed firepower net with three heads, knocking down the surging monsters in pieces.

And in the battlefield's dead angles and the ceiling's shadows, several even swifter figures were silently shuttling.

Those were fifth-generation atavistic Pureblood Gene Stealers, they had completely lost the possibility of mimicking humans.

Bodies hunched, forelimbs mutated into half-meter-long Tearing Claws, claw blades gleaming with cold metallic gloss, sharpness sufficient to tear open Space Marine Terminator Armor.

Like true evil ghosts, they circled behind demons and believers, claw blades passing, easily slicing through demons' spirit energy bodies, or making Chaos Eggs burst with juices everywhere.

Targets they locked onto couldn't even let out a shriek before being silently dismembered.

At the team's core, three figures in purple-gray dual-colored robes advanced slowly.

They were fourth-generation Gene Thief Bishops, spirit energy talent far surpassing ordinary hybrids.

As the three raised their hands, pale purple spirit energy barriers unfolded layer upon layer, enveloping all assault team members within.

The light curtain originally shaken to the verge of collapse by Witch Bullets became impregnable in an instant under the three Bishops' empowerment.

Dark blue attacks striking it only rippled with fine rings of ripples.

And standing at the very front of the three Bishops was a slender female figure.

She was likewise bald, four arms with smooth muscle lines spread behind her, each palm faintly glowing with spirit energy halo.

Purple eyes held not a shred of emotion, like a hunter overlooking all beings.

Lena Guyu.

Lena's current Divine Chosen, also the strongest of all Gene Thieves in the Purge Plague Sect, a peak creation perfectly fusing spirit energy and combat skill.

She had no superfluous movements, four arms raising simultaneously, fingertips spreading slightly.

The next second, countless spirit energy threads fine to the point of near invisibility to the naked eye extended from her fingertips.

Forming an airtight great net, instantly enveloping most of the passage ahead.

These threads differed from ordinary physical attacks; they could both cut flesh entities and tear Warp demons of spirit body form.

"Cut!"

Gu Yu's voice was clear and cold, like ice beads falling on a jade plate.

Her five fingers suddenly clenched.

The dense spirit energy threads instantly tightened.

Pfft, pfft~~~

Continuous cutting sounds rang out in the passage.

The hundreds of mutated believers charging at the very front had no time to react before being cut by the threads into neat, uniform meat blocks.

They looked as if precisely dissected, blood flowing flatly along the cut surfaces.

Several Chaos Eggs charging recklessly suddenly froze, countless fine blood lines emerging on their massive bodies.

Then they collapsed with a boom, shattering into a ground of fragments mixed with bones and viscera.

Mid-air, groups of Fire Demons let out terrified shrill cries; they were spirit bodies, physical attacks having little effect on them.

But those spirit energy threads pierced through their bodies as easily as cutting tofu, their originally floating figures rapidly dissipating under the threads' cutting.

Fear Demons didn't even have a chance to split again, or rather, their splitting speed was far inferior to the density of the threads' cutting.

The Demon Ray's wings were easily severed by the threads, raining down from the ceiling.

In an instant, nearly half the monsters and Chaos Believers in the passage were cleared out.

Fresh blood and flesh covered the metal ground, flowing downward through the cracks.

The two-faced Tzeentch Wizards were terrified out of their wits, both faces showing expressions of having seen a ghost.

They simply couldn't understand how a mere Bottom City Sect could possess a psychic of this level.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

The furious face roared, the laughing face converged, and the wizards no longer had their earlier arrogance; they turned and sprinted toward the secret chamber, not even caring about the demons they were summoning.

"Pursue."

Gu Yu spat out a single word indifferently and took the lead stepping forward.

The Purge Plague Assault Team immediately followed, transforming into a purple-and-gray interwoven torrent that swept toward the depths of the passage.

The entire team numbered eighty-eight Gene Thieves.

As vanguard units of the Tyranid Bug Race, Gene Thieves are typically high-attack, low-defense.

They are incredibly fast, possess tremendous destructive power, their attacks carry psychic attributes, and are quite effective against Warp Demons.

At the same time, every individual shares the Insect Swarm Will, possessing extremely strong resistance to Chaos Corruption and psychic attacks; they are naturally the finest blade for assaulting Chaos outposts.

Their only shortcoming is weak physical defense; once focused by heavy firepower, casualties easily occur.

But under Lena Guyu's psychic linking and will empowerment, this shortcoming was infinitely reduced.

They do not need to defend.

After all, the best defense is offense.