Chapter 380: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Bug Race

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

But it didn't know that the first thread was never meant to be a killing blow.

What Gu Yu was waiting for was exactly this evasive move of its.

In the moment the Flying Dragon turned sideways, the second Spirit Thread, already lying in ambush to the side, snapped taut right at the base of its left wing.

"Rip!!"

A crisp sound of metal tearing rang out.

The Spirit Thread condensed to the extreme, like the sharpest scalpel, easily sliced through the armor and bone structure of the Flying Dragon's left wing.

The huge metal wing snapped off at the root, spinning out with sparks flying, and slammed heavily against the hall's wall.

"Screech!!!"

The Hellfire Dragon let out a pained roar.

Having lost one wing, it completely lost its balance, tilting and twisting like a kite with a broken string as it crashed toward the ground.

It plowed a long trench across the brick and stone ground, gravel and sparks flying everywhere.

It still wanted to struggle to its feet, but four Pureblood Gene Thieves were already waiting at its landing spot.

These silent hunters hesitated not at all, swarming up the moment the Flying Dragon lost balance upon crashing to the ground.

Sharp Rending Claws viciously dug into the armor gaps of the Flying Dragon's neck, tearing wildly along the junction of pipes and flesh.

Blue evil-energy blood sprayed everywhere, the Flying Dragon's roars grew weaker and weaker, finally turning into a few muffled whimpers, and it fell completely still.

From diving assault to being torn apart upon landing, no more than a dozen seconds passed.

Having dealt with the threat in the air, Gu Yu could finally free her hands to deal with the two giant beasts on the ground.

She stepped lightly, her figure darting to the very front of the team.

Four arms raised at the same time, Spirit Threads condensed rapidly in her palms, twisting, and finally turned into four Spirit Whips ten meters long.

The whip bodies glowed with rich purple light, fine Spirit Electric Arcs flowing across their surface—just looking at them made one's scalp go numb.

"Hah!"

Gu Yu gave a low shout, and four arms swung at the same time.

The two whips on the left, carrying a whistling wind sound, viciously lashed at the Hell Beast entangling with Peter.

The two whips on the right were like Poisonous Snakes leaving their holes, wrapping around the other one charging recklessly through the team.

Drawing bows left and right, four whips dancing together, truly imposing.

Her wrists moved so fast they left afterimages, the Spirit Whips weaving an airtight net of light in midair, dazzling to behold.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Dense lashing sounds rang out in succession.

Every time the whip came down, it exploded dazzling sparks on the Hell Beast's armor, carving a deep trench.

The Hell Beast with strong defenses was whipped into retreating again and again, armor fragments flying everywhere, and the Hell Engine on its chest emitted an unstable roar.

Even more deadly was the Spirit Erosion.

Every time the Spirit Whip made contact, a strand of pure Insect Swarm Will would drill through the armor gaps, viciously tearing at the twisted souls imprisoned within the Hell Engine.

It was a spiritual torment a hundred times more painful than physical pain, a fear engraved in the instincts of Warp Domain Existences.

The two Hell Beasts roared in pain, their movements growing slower and slower, their attacks losing all form.

Peter seized the opportunity, focusing his will to control the mecha.

The Ion Shield thrust forward with all its might, slamming the Hell Beast on the left into a stagger.

Gu Yu's whip promptly wrapped around its neck, and four arms exerted force at the same time.

"Break for me!"

Purple light surged violently.

With a crisp "crack," the Hell Beast's huge head was severed by the Spirit Whip, rolling to the ground with surging evil-energy flames.

The other Hell Beast, seeing the situation was bad, turned to flee, but was struck in the leg joints by several Attendant Monks with Heat Melt Guns, stumbling and kneeling to the ground.

Gu Yu's whip arrived right after, viciously smashing the Hell Engine Core on its chest.

Brilliant Spirit Flames shot into the sky, the giant beast crashed down with a boom, shaking the ground three times.

Three Hell Engines, all executed.

The hall finally quieted down, leaving only everyone's heavy breathing and the crackling of parts bursting in the Hell Beast carcasses.

Just as the last Hell Beast fell, the entire Underground Hall suddenly whipped up a gale without warning.

Gloomy blue evil winds carried gravel and flesh remnants swirling in midair, emitting wailing sounds, like countless ghosts weeping.

"Hahahahaha..."

A sharp and maniacal laugh came from the dome, near and far, direction indiscernible.

Everyone suddenly looked up, only to see a larger Hellfire Dragon with more ornate armor slowly descending from the dark dome.

On the dragon's back stood a slender figure.

She wore a blue-black gown, a half Golden Mask under her hood gleaming with cold light, holding a Witchcraft Staff inlaid with Multifaceted Crystals—she was none other than the Regent King of Saint Galus.

Luna.

Looking down from above at the team below, covered in wounds and reduced to only a few dozen people, her eyes were full of undisguised mockery and ridicule.

"What a splendid performance." Luna's voice carried a smile, yet it pierced like ice wind.

"A mere hundred-odd people, daring to trespass on my turf, even daring to fantasize about assassinating me……"

She shook her head, her tone full of regret: "Admirable courage, unfortunately, pitifully foolish."

Gu Yu's face darkened slightly; just as she wanted to mobilize her psychic energy to launch an attack, she saw Luna lightly wave her staff.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……"

Nine thunderclaps rang out from around the team.

Nine Double-Faced Wizards cloaked in Deep Blue Cloaks flashed into existence at the lightning strike points, happening to stand in a perfect nine-sided formation.

They simultaneously raised their staves, the blue crystals at the staff tops all lighting up with piercing radiance.

"Hum~~~!"

A pale blue energy barrier surged skyward, closing in midair to form a nine-sided barrier, trapping the entire team firmly in the center.

The instant the barrier rose, Gu Yu's face changed for the first time.

She could clearly feel that the consciousness connection between herself and the main body was blocked as if by a thick membrane.

The originally smooth consciousness transmission became intermittent, and even the psychic energy circulation within her body grew somewhat sluggish.

This barrier was actually specially arranged to target psychic energy and consciousness connections!

Or rather, it was a trap specially set for the Tyranids!

Her main consciousness was temporarily trapped inside this shell.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!......"

Urgent alarm sounds suddenly rang out from the Squire Knight Mecha's cockpit.

Peter stared at the screen with a deathly pale face, his fingertips trembling.

He was too familiar with this alarm sound.

This is the alert tone for when Imperial Knight Mecha air-drop.

But within this alarm sound, there was wrapped a thick stench of blasphemy and Chaos aura — absolutely not Imperial friendlies.

Everyone fiercely looked up, gazing at the empty sky above the barrier.

Nine massive black shadows were tearing through the cloud layer, dragging roaring tail flames, crashing heavily toward the barrier interior.

Nine Knight Mecha Air Drop Pods.

Carrying Chaos corruption breath, they slammed into the nine corners of the nine-sided barrier.

Hatches opened, the sound of metal grinding harsh and heavy.

In the darkness, nine Knight Mecha of distorted shapes, engraved with Chaos Runes, strode out of the hatches with big strides.