Chapter 410: War Hammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

His cloudy eyeballs stared fixedly at the burning Imperial warships on the screen, the face beneath his mask twisted and hideous.

He could feel that the Corruption Domain he relied on for survival was rapidly dissipating, the warship's self-healing ability almost completely stagnant, and the surrounding subordinate warships were affected as well.

"Major General Adult! The enemy flagship's signal is chaotic, the Corruption Domain Spirit Energy Level is plummeting, it can't move anymore!"

The Observation Officer's voice was full of surprise and joy.

Dominic stepped forward, his gaze locked firmly on the dark green giant shadow struggling in the golden flames on the screen, his tone decisive:

"Main Light Spear Array, charge! Target, the enemy flagship's core cabin!"

"Charging countdown, three minutes!"

The atmosphere on the Bridge grew heavy once more.

Everyone stared at the Light Spear charging progress bar, their breathing becoming hurried as well.

Dominic stood with his hands behind his back before the Porthole, his uniform crisp, but the fingers hidden at his side tightened slightly.

He did not look relaxed like the others; instead, his eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

Lianggenna's fake death was still fresh in his memory.

That Green-skinned Warlord had seemed blown to pieces, only to rush out unscathed from the explosion, even eating one of his arms.

The Chaos Believers' vitality was no less than the Green Skin's.

Before the dust completely settled, there absolutely could not be the slightest slack.

He did not move his gaze for a single second, watching the charging progress bar fill bit by bit.

Watching the Pale Rose grow dimmer in the Holy Flame, the string in his heart remained tightly wound.

"Charging complete!"

"Fire!"

Three azure light pillars, several times thicker than before, roared out from the James Tong's Bow.

The light pillars spanned heaven and earth, carrying energy that could destroy heaven and earth, instantly crossing a distance of a hundred kilometers, striking the Pale Rose's Hull midsection with extreme precision.

The first Light Spear tore apart the outer charred flesh armor and remaining Corruption shield.

The second Light Spear pierced through layer upon layer of flesh cabins, straight to the Engine Core.

The third Light Spear completely penetrated the entire warship, from Bow to Stern, swallowing Phelps's Bridge and Core Cabin together.

Violent explosions erupted one after another inside the Hull, dark green Corruption energy and golden Holy Flame colliding and merging.

Finally forming a colorful fireball expanding several kilometers.

The massive Heavy Cruiser broke in two from the middle, then fragmented, debris flying in all directions.

The originally thick Corruption Aura that could not dissipate vanished and diluted at a visible speed in the vacuum, quickly dropping below the Warning Line.

"Confirmed! Enemy flagship signal completely disappeared! Warp abnormal signal zero!"

The Observation Officer's voice carried an irrepressible Trembling.

The Bridge was first deathly silent, then erupted into long-suppressed Cheers.

Deputy Officer Karen let out a long breath, wiped the Cold Sweat from his Forehead, and smiled as he turned to Dominic:

"Major General Adult, finally dealt with them! These traitors..."

Dominic's tense shoulders also subconsciously relaxed a bit, the heart that had been hanging for so long finally settling slightly.

He was about to order the cleanup of remaining enemies, but the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimmer of silver-red light in the shadowed corner on the right side of the Bridge, flashing and vanishing.

The light was extremely faint, mixed in the red glow of the alarm lights, like fine stardust, no one else could Notice it.

But Dominic's Heartbeat skipped a beat fiercely.

This silver-red, he had never forgotten.

The day Lianggenna Boarded, after Ralph died in battle, he had almost lost his will to fight.

If not for the appearance of that Inquisitor, physiologically rescuing him from the Blood Axe Agent's Gun Mouth, and psychologically giving him encouragement, he would not have held on until reinforcements arrived.

Afterwards he searched through all the personnel records and combat footage on the ship, but found no one who had Struck, only thinking it was a hallucination from being Severely Injured and near death.

But now, that light had Appeared again.

He scanned the surroundings with Composure, everyone was gathered around the Main Screen, either Cheering or organizing battle reports, no one Noticed the anomaly in the corner.

Dominic cleared his throat, his tone steady as he instructed Deputy Officer Karen:

"I'll go to the Lower Level Church to see Bishop Wenka, and by the way check the reserve situation of Corrupted Ammunition."

"Here is temporarily under your command, report immediately if there is any Abnormality."

"Yes, Adult." Karen did not doubt him, nodding in agreement.

Dominic strode out of the Bridge, following the Corridor toward the trace of that silver-red light.

The light floated in the air like a living firefly, leading him around two corners, to a Maintenance Passage corner rarely visited.

Spare pipelines and parts boxes were piled here year-round, the lighting dim, usually only the Mechanical Priest's Attendants came to inspect Equipment, almost no one would set foot here.

In the shadow of the corner, a slender figure stood quietly.

She wore a black Inquisitor Uniform, her Hood pulled low, covering most of her face, revealing only a cold jawline and pale pink Lips.

A silver-red psychic halo flowed at her Fingertips, casting fragmented light and shadow in the dim passage, it was Sorin.

Dominic's Heartbeat inexplicably quickened, his Footsteps subconsciously Paused.

He had replayed the figure who saved him countless times in his mind, but when he truly stood face to face with that person.

A thousand words stuck in his throat, ultimately turning only into the steady tone habitual to a soldier:

"You... what business do you have with me?"

Duty to state and nation forever comes first; personal feelings can only be pressed to the bottom of the heart.

Even if the other party might be the person he thought of day and night, he would absolutely not lose his composure.

Sorin did not turn back, let alone meet his gaze, still standing with her back to him in the Shadow, her voice clear and cold like the ice wind on the Ice Plains, brief without a trace of superfluous emotion:

"The core of the Pale Hand did not perish with the Flagship's destruction."

Dominic's pupils contracted sharply, his nerves, just relaxed, instantly tensing again: "What did you say?"

"At the moment before the explosion, the Pale Hand's consciousness transferred along the Warp Rift."

Her voice was calm and waveless, as if stating the most ordinary trifle:

"Right on the James Tong, near the cargo hold of the Lower Deck Seventh District."

"My detection equipment captured residual Corruption fluctuations."

Her tone revealed not the slightest ripple: "Believe it or not, up to you."

The instant her voice fell, Dominic had just wanted to step forward to question further, but the silver-red radiance before his eyes had already vanished.

When he walked quickly to the corner, the Shadow was already empty of anyone, only a trace of extremely faint clear and cold fragrance lingering in the air, proving that just now was not his illusion.

Dominic stood in the empty corridor, brows tightly locked.

No evidence, no witnesses, only a fragmentary warning.

Under normal circumstances, he would only treat it as a heretic's trick, or an illusion produced by Warp Disturbance.

But he recalled that time during the Green-skinned Warlord raid

Once is coincidence, but twice?

He raised his hand and pressed it against his chest, the Clan's inherited Holy Relic Badge transmitting a faint cool sensation through the fabric.

The Emperor's believers never slight any warning from the unseen.

Perhaps this truly is an envoy sent by the God Emperor, giving him guidance at the most critical moment.

Dominic took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, turning and striding quickly toward the Bridge.

Regardless of whether the other party spoke truth or falsehood, caution is never wrong.

The Pale Hand's remnants absolutely cannot take root on his Flagship.