Chapter 460

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Ang!!!"

The dragon's roar was high-pitched and piercingly cold, carrying a soul-penetrating power that actually caused the madly charging demons to subconsciously pause for an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a sky-full of blizzard descended from the heavens without any warning.

Not the fine snowflakes of the ice plains, but a violent, sky-covering, earth-enveloping ice and snow storm.

Frigid cold winds swirled with goose-feather-heavy snow, forcibly tearing a huge gap in the burning clouds.

The burning psyker flame rain collided with the wind and snow, instantly sizzling and turning into white steam that dissipated without a trace.

Half of the burning cloud sea was actually swallowed whole by this sudden blizzard.

Everyone froze.

Lin En abruptly raised his head, looking toward the depths of the wind and snow.

A slender azure dragon silhouette, wrapped in sky-full wind and snow, dive-bombed down from within the cloud layer.

Its body was nearly ten meters long, scales like the purest green jade, gleaming with a cold luster amidst the wind and snow.

A pair of ice-blue vertical pupils, sharp as blade edges, carried the indifference and pressure of overlooking all living beings.

Twin wings unfurled like clouds hanging from the sky; each flap stirred up piercingly cold winds and ice blades.

Frost Dragon.

The legendary mythical creature of Brevis legends had truly descended.

Lin En's heart gave a violent thump, then was immediately wrapped in a vast warmth.

It was Lena.

She had ultimately still come, disregarding everything.

He had always been wary of the Silent Sisters and the Imperial Fleet, not daring to easily let Lena reveal her main body.

But at his moment of life and death, she still came, descending before him in the most high-profile, most unmatched posture.

"Hiss!!"

Several more sharp dragon roars rang out.

Dozens of small frost dragons three to four meters in length, following behind the main dragon, dive-bombed straight down from within the wind and snow.

Their bodies were smaller, yet their speed was astonishingly fast; azure scale armor identical to the main dragon's, claws and fangs flashing with cold light.

These were the Tyranid Flying Warrior Bugs Lena had meticulously tuned, covered by her with a frost exoskeleton using psychic power, disguised in the form of young dragons.

They were like streaks of azure lightning, precisely pouncing on the demon clusters nearest to Lin En. Claws swung, and ten Fear Demons were torn into fragments.

Frost breath sprayed, and patches of Chaos Eggs were frozen into ice sculptures, then smashed into powder.

The chaotic battlefield was actually forcibly torn open with a gap by these dozens of "young dragons".

A Hell Beast, seeing the defense around Lin En was empty, let out a muffled roar and charged over with heavy steps.

It raised high a power claw flashing with psyker light, carrying the weight of ten thousand jun, and smashed down viciously toward the top of Lin En's head.

"Adult, be careful!"

The few remaining guards beside him roared and pounced, but were instantly mowed down by the Hell Beast's shoulder cannon sweeping fire.

The power claw drew nearer and nearer, the fierce wind scraping Lin En's cheeks painfully.

Just then, two azure residual shadows fiercely swept in from the side.

Two "young dragons" simultaneously slammed into the Hell Beast's side armor; the massive impact force caused this multi-ton war machine to violently lurch to one side.

The power claw grazed past Lin En's side and slammed into the ground; with a boom, it smashed a large pit into the earth.

Right now!

Lin En's eyes sharpened, without the slightest hesitation.

He pushed off the ground with his toes, his figure leaping up, both hands tightly gripping the Valenia Sword, pouring all his body's strength and holy flame into the blade's edge.

Golden holy flame blazed fiercely, illuminating his resolute face.

"Die for me!"

With a furious shout, the long sword carrying scorching holy flame precisely pierced into the Hell Engine Core in the Hell Beast's chest.

"Sizzle~!!"

Holy flame and Chaos energy violently collided, emitting a piercing sound.

The twisted souls imprisoned within the Hell Engine let out shrill laments; the scorching holy flame spread wildly along the pipelines, burning every inch of metal and flesh.

The Hell Beast's massive body violently twitched a few times; the power claw drooped powerlessly, the light in its chest completely extinguished.

Then with a boom, this giant iron coffin heavily crashed to the ground, never making another sound.

Lin En landed, breathing slightly heavily, his sword-holding hand somewhat numb.

He raised his head to look at that largest dragon silhouette in the sky, his eyes full of worry and warmth.

And in the high sky, the Frost Dragon Lena had transformed into had already locked its cold vertical pupils onto Atia on the flying disc.

It was this person who had forced Lin En into a dead end.

It was this person who had nearly destroyed Brevis.

Kill him, and everything would end.

A low roar issued from the Frost Dragon's throat; the surrounding wind and snow suddenly turned violent, ice-blue psychic power gathering between claws and fangs.

Atia showed not the slightest fear.

Suspended in midair, he stared wide-eyed, fixedly gazing at the green dragon below and those "young dragons" cleaning up demons.

On the face beneath the hood was a near-obsessive fanaticism, like a collector seeing a long-dreamed-of rare treasure.

"Tyranids, they really are Tyranids..."

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

"The brutal and ruthless Tyranids actually come to actively protect humans."

"Wonderful, truly wonderful!"

For Atia, who believed in the Lord of Change and pursued all forbidden knowledge in the world, nothing was more attractive than "Tyranids achieving symbiosis with human hosts."

This was a miracle breaking species boundaries, the best sacrifice offered to the Lord of Change.

As long as he caught this dragon, caught that host, he could comprehend endless changes, and gain supreme glory under Yi Su!

"Come well!"

Atia laughed wildly, raising his magic wand high in his hand.

Rainbow-colored psyker flames erupted around him, distorted Yi Su runes danced in the air, converging into a huge spirit energy wave, smashing fiercely toward the Frost Dragon.

Lena was not to be outdone.

She fiercely flapped her wings, wind and snow filling the sky condensed into a huge ice dragon roar, charging up to meet the spirit energy wave.

"Boom!!!"

Ice and fire, order and chaos, two completely different powerful spirit energies collided thunderously above Saint Saint Galus City Castle.

Violent spirit energy turbulence swept in all directions, the cloud layer was completely torn apart, the castle's glass all shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks crawled all over the walls.

The soldiers and demons on the ground subconsciously stopped their slaughter, looking up at this earth-shaking duel.

Just as spirit energy surged in the sky and the world changed color, deep within Saint Saint Galus City Castle, in an underground warehouse sealed away for a long time.

Lei Ou Saint Saint Galus City lay quietly on the dust-covered ground.

His face was pale as paper, his chest showed not the slightest rise and fall, dried blood traces congealed at the corner of his mouth.

Just a few hours ago, he was ambushed by Luna's confidant, severely injured and thrown into this abandoned underground warehouse, with no one asking after him.

The signs of life had long faded from him.

Consciousness kept sinking in the darkness, in Lei Ou's mind, frames of images began flashing uncontrollably.

He remembered when he was young, grandfather Karadong carrying him on his shoulders, teaching him to recognize the clan coat of arms.

He remembered when he was young, before Aunt Luna fell, the days she taught him knight mecha-related knowledge hand in hand.

He remembered the sight of Brevis gradually improving after Lin En arrived.

He also remembered the scene of Luna betraying the clan, surrendering to Chaos, and Saint Saint Galus City falling apart.

Countless images intertwined, and fragmented Warp whispers lingered by his ears.

Those voices were full of temptation, promising him power and a chance for revenge, as long as he was willing to throw himself into the Lord of Change's embrace.

Lei Ou smiled bitterly in his heart.

So this is what death feels like?

After all, he still couldn't do anything.