Chapter 451: War Hammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Bug Race

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Chaos Undivided."

Lin En spat out these four words in a low voice, his gaze sinking.

He hadn't thought that there would actually be believers of Chaos Undivided lurking among the Nobles of Upper City.

These people did not revere any single Evil God, but believed in Chaos itself; their actions were more secretive and more mad.

"What about Lei Ou?" Lin En suddenly thought of something, his voice turning a few degrees colder.

"He is responsible for security and vigilance outside the castle; where is he?"

Lena was silent for a second.

"Commander Lei Ou lost his signal an hour ago; his whereabouts are unknown."

Lin En's fist clenched fiercely.

Lei Ou.

The legitimate Heir of the Saint Galus Family, he had been helping handle all matters big and small since returning to the Nest Capital, acting steadily and without a single leak.

Though not his core inner circle, he was also a Key Figure in maintaining stability in Upper City.

He had just quietly disappeared like that.

And judging by the situation, the other side had clearly been plotting for a long time.

First remove Lei Ou, this outer vigilance point, then quietly gather believers to encircle the castle, cut off his connection to the External World, and trap him to death in this Underground Third Floor.

A good calculation.

A surge of irritable fire rose from his chest; Lin En was about to order the Vanguard Army to concentrate their strength to break out, when a sharp stabbing pain suddenly struck his temple.

As if countless needles were viciously piercing deep into his mind.

The scene before his eyes suddenly distorted.

The underground Battlefield filled with Cannon Fire disappeared, replaced by a boundless ocean of colors.

Red blood, green pus, pink mist, blue light—the four colors of Chaos energy surged around him like a tide.

Countless fragmented whispers exploded in his ears, tempting, inciting, calling, telling him to let go of everything, embrace Chaos, embrace true power.

A familiar hallucination.

Exactly like the scenes in countless late-night dreams before.

Only this time, it was clearer, more real, and the pulling sensation from the depths of his Bloodline was even stronger.

"Get lost."

Lin En gritted his teeth and roared lowly in his Consciousness.

Powerful willpower was like a dam, forcibly blocking those surging Chaos whispers.

He leaned against the cold rock wall, stood with his eyes closed for over ten seconds, and fine Cold Sweat seeped onto his forehead.

When the stabbing pain receded and the smoke of the underground Battlefield reappeared before his eyes, his complexion had sunk as if frozen.

Not a hallucination.

Not a Warp Disturbance.

It was himself.

He was awakening within the Warp Nature.

This guess he had suppressed in his heart for a long time finally received the clearest confirmation at this moment.

Leaning against the rock wall, he actively adjusted his Breath and did not move immediately.

Irritability and panic receded like a tide, and reason once again occupied the high ground.

The more chaotic the situation, the less he could panic.

Lin En opened his eyes; a purple Glimmer flashed in the depths of his eyes and vanished, as fast as an illusion.

He raised his eyes to look at the Warp Domain Rock Layer above the castle, then glanced back at Luna, who was still laughing wildly beside the rift, quickly sorting out the current situation in his mind.

Inside, there were Luna's Gate of Calamity and Demon Remnants; outside, believers of Chaos Undivided were encircling; in Middle City, the Thousand Sons Legion watched covetously.

Lei Ou had died in battle, outer contact was interrupted, and he only had these few thousand Vanguard Army troops underground at hand.

It seemed like a dead end, but there was still Possibly a way to break the deadlock.

Luna was nothing to fear; the believers of Chaos Undivided seemed numerous but were actually a Rabble; the only real hard bone was the Thousand Sons in Middle City.

Lin En leaned against the cold Wall, casually picked up a Miniature Shredder Worm by his foot and stroked it, while in his mind he quickly calculated a plan to break out.

The main force of the Vanguard Army stationed in Upper City was only twenty kilometers from Saint Galus Castle; at the Vanguard Army's marching speed, they could reach the Outer Areas in Ten Minutes.

As long as those Elite troops trained by Genestealer Officers pressed forward, these Rabble Chaos Believers and the Disaster Army cobbled together by Luna could not withstand the Vanguard Army's charge at all.

Tearing open the encirclement and rescuing him, the Governor, was merely a matter of raising a hand.

Just as this thought arose, Lin En's Finger suddenly paused.

He always felt something was off.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and suppressed the impulse to immediately mobilize the troops.

As things currently stood, first rescuing himself, this Commander, and then mobilizing all available forces in Brevis to Middle City to launch the Great Decisive Battle, seemed to be the most natural optimal solution.

But the more natural it seemed, the more he felt something was wrong.

Luna knew that there was a special Connection between him and the Bug Race.

Although that woman was obsessive and mad, she was not truly stupid to the bone; she knew very well that Lin En himself was never someone who had to be on the front line to command the overall situation.

Even if trapped in this underground castle, he could still, through Isud and through those ubiquitous "eyes and ears," firmly control the armed forces of all Brevis.

Information that Luna could uncover had no reason to be unknown to Yi Su's believers.

Those Thousand Sons sorcerers who had lived for over a thousand years, those conspirators who believed in the Lord of Change, would only see more clearly than Luna.

They went to such great lengths, subverting believers within the castle and drawing him deep underground—was it merely to trap this "Emperor's Chosen" and prevent him from coming to the battlefield to boost morale?

That reason was too far-fetched.

Crises had erupted in Brevis more than once; Green Skins besieged the city, the Ice Front Line was in peril—which time had not been a matter of life and death?

Those lurking Chaos Believers had always kept their heads hidden and tails showing, never daring to make the slightest big move.

Yet this time, just as the Thousand Sons Legion unfolded a Warp Domain in Middle City, these people immediately jumped out, cooperating with seamless precision as if they had rehearsed countless times in advance.

"They are in collusion." Lin En muttered in a low voice, his eyes turning cold.

This was not a riot sparked on impulse; it was a meticulously planned joint operation.

Luna's Disaster Army, the lurking Chaos Cult, and the Thousand Sons Legion that had descended upon Middle City—the three sides had long been twisted into one rope.

But what exactly was their core purpose? Simply trapping him was meaningless, and disrupting the command system did not hold water.

If the goal was to quickly take Brevis, they should have taken advantage of the chaos to expand with full force into Upper City and Lower City, rather than wasting their troops besieging an underground castle.

"Lena." Lin En called out in a deep voice in his mind.

"Broadcast the real-time battle situation in Middle City to me, using the shared vision of frontline grassroots officers."

"Received." Lena's voice rang out instantly, without the slightest delay.

The next second, countless fragmented images surged into Lin En's mind like a tide.

They were visual signals transmitted by Genestealer Officers implanted within the Vanguard Army and PDF Forces, scattered yet real, piecing together bit by bit the full picture of the Middle City battlefield.