Chapter 465: War Hammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Lei Ou closed his eyes.

Two streams of scalding tears slid from the corners of his eyes and smashed onto the dust-covered floor.

He remembered how, when he was young, his grandfather carried him on his shoulders and taught him to recognize the clan coat of arms.

He remembered his grandfather teaching him hand in hand to distinguish knight mecha models, telling him that the glory of Saint Galus lay in protection, not power.

He remembered the last argument before his grandfather's disappearance, over the decision to support the Forbidden Wall......

All the images flashed rapidly through his mind.

Finally, they all froze on Karadong's eyes, full of expectation and relief.

"Ah!!!"

Lei Ou suddenly opened his eyes and let out an angry roar.

Golden holy flames suddenly surged over him, several times more vigorous than before.

He gripped the dagger with both hands, pouring all the strength of his body and all his holy flames into the blade.

The golden flames on the sword blade burned fiercely, emitting dazzling radiance that illuminated his tear-streaked yet unyieldingly resolute face.

"Old thing, even if you don't say more, I will personally eliminate you!"

Lei Ou stepped forward fiercely, using all his strength to viciously stab the dagger burning with golden holy flames into the very core of the flesh.

That place was the center where two souls were entangled.

"Pfft!"

The sword blade sank in completely.

The raging golden holy flames, like a bursting flood, rushed crazily along the blade into the flesh core.

"No!!!"

Ao Rui An let out a shrill scream to the extreme, his voice filled with fear and despair, and reluctance.

Golden flames exploded within the flesh, countless golden patterns spread like spider webs, and wherever they passed, all chaotic tissues were rapidly purified and dissipated.

Dark red tumors, writhing tentacles, filthy mucus......

Everything turned into black smoke in the holy flames and dissipated into the air.

Ao Rui An's face twisted and melted in the flames, finally turning into a wisp of green smoke.

Karadong's face also gradually became transparent in the flames; he looked at Lei Ou one last time, a relieved smile on his mouth corner, and completely dissipated into the radiance.

The temperature inside the cockpit rose sharply, and the golden holy flames illuminated every corner.

When the last trace of chaotic flesh was purified completely, the flames slowly converged and returned to Lei Ou's body.

The air was filled with the burnt smell of scorched protein, and a faint, sacred breath.

The cockpit, originally covered in flesh, finally revealed its true appearance.

A control console full of royal aura and wildness, control sticks marked with the traces of years, and on the seat back, that clear Saint Galus double-wing coat of arms.

Everything was settled.

Lei Ou knelt halfway in the center of the cockpit, panting heavily.

Sweat mixed with tears slid down his chin and smashed onto the cold metal floor.

He won.

He purified the Chaos, ended his great-grandfather's fall, and fulfilled his grandfather's last wish.

But he could not feel happy at all.

After a long time, Lei Ou slowly stood up.

He walked to the empty pilot seat, reached out his hand, and gently stroked the clan coat of arms on the backrest.

The metal was cold, yet carried the weight of bloodline connection.

"Grandfather."

He whispered in a hoarse but firm voice.

"Rest assured."

"The glory of Saint Galus, I will guard it well."

"Brevis, I will guard it well too."

"I will never let you down."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, turned around, and sat on the Supreme King's exclusive pilot seat.

The gene identification locks on both sides of the armrests lit up with pale gold radiance, and a gentle mechanical synthesized voice sounded in the cockpit:

"Gene matching successful."

"Supreme King permission confirmation."

"Holy Judgment Wrath Roar, preparing to activate!"

As the mechanical voice fell, the entire Fortress Lord Knight mecha, silent for twenty years, opened its "eyes" again.

But to pilot a knight mecha was far from being as simple as starting it up.

He still had a surgery he must undergo and a "ritual" to hold.

The next second, two servo skulls flew out to prepare the "Incarnation Ritual" for Lei Ou.

They opened the pre-reserved port at the back of Lei Ou's head and inserted the Mechanical Throne port into it.

In an instant, Lei Ou felt an illusion of Immortal Ascension, his flesh constantly rising.

Sounds of solemnity and the roar of the battlefield came to his ears, and a huge steel giant bear appeared before him.

Lei Ou smiled at the corner of his mouth; he knew this big fellow was the machine soul of Saint Galus's Wrath.

The giant bear roared; as a machine soul, it was filled with stubborn aggression toward anyone who sat on the throne!

This was not hand-to-hand combat, but a purely mental struggle.

The pilot needed to overwhelm the machine soul mentally, proving to it that his will was sufficient to domesticate it.

It was a painful trial; the pilot's mind and soul might be "burned out" in the clash, or even "go mad."

But Leon, who had experienced so much, would not fear.

"Then come, let us see who is the true Master!" Lei Ou roared.

The giant bear constantly stirred up storms, attempting to tear apart Lei Ou's will.

But within the storm, Lei Ou's will became increasingly firm, even faintly flashing golden light.

Finally, he roared in anger, shook open the storm, and leaped onto the giant bear's head.

Punch after punch came down, until the mental imprint belonging to him, Leo Saint Galus, was engraved on the giant bear.

The moment the imprint was struck, the wild and rebellious machine soul finally became docile.

Lei Ou finally felt the true existence of Saint Galus's Wrath.

The dual-wing Angel coat of arms on his chest armor lit up with soft golden light, the engine emitted a low and powerful roar, and energy in the pipelines flowed again.

A twelve-meter-tall bright yellow mecha, in the dust-covered Underground Warehouse, straightened its Green Skin Body.

Inside the cockpit, Lei Ou gripped the control stick tightly.

In his eyes, there was no longer the former immaturity and Ice Cold Confusion, only a steadiness and sharpness unsuited to his age.

The alloy gate of the Underground Warehouse slowly rose under his command.

The cannon fire and battle cries of the External World seeped in through the door crack.

Saint Galus's new Supreme King was about to head to his battlefield.