Chapter 455: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Tyranids? Chapter 455: Hindsight

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Saint Galus Castle, Underground Third Floor, beside the Gate of Calamity.

Luna was waving her Witchcraft Staff, streams of azure Witchcraft Missiles pouring toward Lin En.

But just as the Desecration Barrier rose, her staff trembled fiercely, the Witchcraft Missiles veered off course and exploded against the rock wall beside her.

She abruptly raised her head, looking up toward the rock layer above, the face beneath her mask suddenly turning pale.

This aura...

As the core person responsible for the Saint Galus Family's research into STC Fragments, she was all too familiar with this energy fluctuation.

It was that STC Aggregate guarded by the family for generations, which she regarded as the key to revival!

How could it appear in Middle City?

An absurd yet incredibly real thought instantly surged into her mind—the Machine Cult had betrayed her.

Those Mechanical Priests who claimed to support her family's revival and assist her STC research, combined with those Technical Priests she had painstakingly courted with promises of great profit.

Perhaps they had never taken her seriously from the start; they took the STC and then offered it to those traitors of the Thousand Sons!

Luna's body shook uncontrollably, a chill rushing straight from the soles of her feet to the crown of her head.

Could it be... that the Lord of Change had truly abandoned her?

Could it be that she was truly just an expendable pawn?

The moment this thought arose, she ruthlessly crushed it.

No.

Impossible.

It was the Lord of Change who first bestowed the oracle, it was the Lord of Change who granted her witchcraft power, and it was the Lord of Change who guided her step by step to where she was today.

She was the chosen one.

What was Atia? Nothing more than an old thing who had joined Chaos earlier than her.

Those traitors of the Machine Cult merely wanted to achieve merit before her, to steal the glory that belonged to her!

Yes, it must be so.

Luna's gaze once again became mad and obsessive.

She knew very well what the Lord of Change wanted most.

It was Lin En.

It was Lin En Ke'er Wa Na, who harbored secrets and whose Fate Line was blurred.

As long as she could capture Lin En and offer Lin En to the Lord of Change, she would be the greatest contributor.

What STC, what Atia, could not compare to her merit.

By then, the Lord of Change would naturally punish those villains who stole her achievements, and restore glory upon her.

"Lin En!"

Luna shrieked, the gem atop her Witchcraft Staff bursting with unprecedented brilliance.

"You can't escape! You are mine! Only mine!"

She no longer cared about the energy drain of the Gate of Calamity, nor held back to preserve her life; waves of Witchcraft Surge far exceeding previous power swept toward where Lin En was.

Azure flames, force fields distorting reality, whispers that could corrode the mind, like an avalanche blanketing the sky and earth, pressing down, the offensive several times more fierce than before.

She wanted a quick battle, to capture Lin En, and go to Middle City to reclaim everything that belonged to her.

Middle City battlefield, the situation likewise took a sudden turn for the worse.

The moment the Desecration Barrier rose, the Chaos Army, originally retreating step by step, instantly halted.

The Thousand Sons warriors of the Supreme Servant Corps turned around, the Psychic Eyes on their helmets glowing with an eerie blue light.

The sorcerers raised their staffs, chanting spells, Warp Energy becoming even more violent under the barrier's empowerment.

The demons let out excited roars, their bodies swelling by a circle.

Without the threat of Orbital Bombardment, they no longer needed to hide in fortifications and defend passively.

"Counterattack."

Atop the Spire, Atia's voice spread through witchcraft into the consciousness of every Chaos Unit.

"Prioritize striking the Lower City Allied Forces on the Southern Route."

Mortal troops with the greatest numbers, poorest quality, and weakest will were the best nourishment.

At the order, the Chaos Army surged out from behind the defensive line like a flood released from a gate.

The Lower City Allied Forces on the Southern Route bore the brunt first.

Charging at the very front were thousands of Aberrant Terror Demons, transforming into rainbow-colored phantoms, moving at astonishing speed, laughing maniacally as they slammed into the Civilian Militia's formation.

Wherever their claws and fangs passed, flesh and blood flew, shrieks rising and falling.

The civilians wielding machetes, steel pipes, and scrap lasers simply could not block these Warp Demons.

Those in the front fell in swathes, those behind began to panic and retreat, and the originally loose formation instantly developed gaps.

"Hold! Hold your ground!"

The Big Boss of the Scavenger Alliance raised his Laser Gun and roared, but his voice was soon drowned out by the chaotic cries and explosions.

The Chaos Wizards stood in the distance, constantly unleashing psychic missiles and Flame Spells; each one that fell would blast open a patch of Blood Mist among the dense crowd.

Norsaka Chaos Warriors cooperated with the Demons, advancing step by step like a precise meat grinder, harvesting mortal lives.

Fresh blood soaked the land of the Industrial District, corpses piled up like mountains.

Every mortal who died had their soul drawn, extracted by the Desecration Barrier, and turned into nourishment for the Warp Domain.

The radiance of the STC Sphere at the top of the Spire grew ever brighter, and the range covered by the barrier expanded outward at a slow yet Ice Cold Determination pace.

Deep within the domain, more Tzeentch Demons of various forms walked out from the Distorted Void, joining the counterattack.

Although the Vanguard Army on the Northern Route was well-equipped and well-trained, having lost Orbital Firepower support while facing ever more Demons,

they could only barely hold the line, completely unable to divert troops to support the Southern Route.

Everyone knew that if this Desecration Barrier was not removed, Brevis was in grave danger.