Chapter 476

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"The show begins!"

Six mechanical arms moved simultaneously.

The electric guitar's body instantly disassembled and reassembled, blades springing forth to form two double-edged blades wreathed in green Waaagh Energy, their serrated edges vibrating at high speed, emitting a teeth-aching hum.

The electric bass's long handle flipped and extended, an axe blade unfolding to become a giant battleaxe taller than a man.

The two drumsticks popped out hardened blunt hammer heads, turning into two warhammers.

"Screech!!!"

The double blades struck first, hacking at the Hell Beast's mechanical legs, the serrations easily slicing through armor and piping, sparks flying everywhere.

Before the Hell Beast could react, the giant axe followed close behind, chopping heavily onto its main cannon mount, forcibly bending and deforming the assault cannon's barrel.

Not allowing the target to retreat, the twin drum hammers had already slammed heavily onto the Hell Beast's chest armor.

"Bang! Bang!" After two dull heavy booms, the thick Orichalcum Armor caved in directly, internal piping and Flesh Tissue instantly mashed into a mess by the tremendous force.

The entire sequence of attacks flowed like clouds and water, like a piece of furiously rhythmic metal music, every strike landing on the most fatal beat.

The Hell Beast let out a pained mechanical roar, the Chaos flesh inside its body writhing frantically, attempting to repair the damaged parts.

But Yaduoduo gave it no chance to catch its breath; the single-wheel Mecha Base suddenly exerted force, the entire Mecha spinning rapidly in place.

Six weapons traced perfect arcs of death with the rotation.

Twin blades slicing, giant axe cleaving, twin hammers smashing...

A complete offensive cycled repeatedly within the rotation, the sound of metal tearing, flesh shattering, bones splintering intertwining into the wildest accompaniment.

Another Hell Beast that had rushed over to provide support had just entered the attack range when it was struck on the side armor by the rotating axe blade.

It staggered back, a deep gash cut into its armor revealing bone, crimson blood gushing wildly from the wound, yet sizzling and smoking under the scorching of the green Waaagh Energy.

In just a few dozen seconds, two Hell Beasts that had once left the Imperial Army helpless were torn to pieces.

Armor fragments, severed piping, charred flesh parts flew wildly to both sides like shredded prey.

When the rotating Mecha finally stopped, the two Hell Beasts had already fallen to the ground, their core furnaces forcibly cleaved apart.

The internal Chaos Engines completely flamed out, only sporadic electric sparks jumping on the wreckage.

Yaduoduo shook his six mechanical arms, the weapons rapidly switching back into instrument forms.

He strummed the guitar strings once, letting out a soaring sweep-pick, smug: "Just this level, not even enough for me to warm up!"

At the edge of the Square, the remaining three Chaos Knight Mecha, seeing this, couldn't help but halt their charging footsteps.

The Drivers looked at the wreckage of the two Hell Beasts, then at the Green Skin Tide surging endlessly in the distance, beginning to assess Yaduoduo's threat level.

But before they could make a decision, a sharp sound of tearing air suddenly came from the Sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three heavy impacts slammed onto the Square in succession, Gravel and Smoke Dust soaring into the sky, the Earth trembling violently three times along with them.

The Smoke Dust dispersed, three massive Mecha standing steadily opposite the Chaos Knights.

They stood over ten meters tall, their general outlines still retaining that crooked, twisted, wasteland punk wildness of the Green Skin Gork.

Spikes, graffiti, exposed piping and jury-rigged Armor Plates — no fewer than before; they looked crudely made, yet exuded a ferocious, death-defying savagery.

But unlike traditional Gorks, their bodies featured a large number of bio-components that did not belong to Green Skins.

Tyranid Muscle Fibers wound around the joints, providing explosive power far surpassing pure mechanics.

Chitinous Gland Cannon barrels extended from both sides of the shoulder armor, the muzzles glowing with corrosive green light.

Most eye-catching were the pair of broad chitinous wings on their backs, wingspan no more than fifteen meters — for a ten-meter-tall heavy Mecha, a proportion ridiculously small, completely defying aerodynamics.

Yet under the blessing of the Green Skin "Wo Xun Si Power," this pair of seemingly flashy but useless wings could indeed flap to stir gales, bearing thousands of tons of iron lumps down from the heavens.

Though they didn't fly fast, and their posture was crooked and twisted, this was already an Epic-level mobility enhancement.

Bug Gork......

Lin En named these constructs in his heart.

The Green Skin's wild brutality combined with the Tyranid's biochemical strangeness, two completely contradictory construct styles blended together, absurd like a nightmare spawned by Katach hallucinogenic Mushrooms.

The next second, the three Bug Gorks moved.

Propelled by Tank Tracks, they charged straight at the Chaos Knights, Gland Cannons opening fire first, globs of concentrated green strong acid smashing toward the enemy like Cannon shells.

"Open fire! Intercept them!" Luna ordered sharply, Volcano Cannons and Plasma Cannons roaring simultaneously, searing energy beams meeting the acid globs, detonating into clusters of pungent mist in midair.

Ion Shields lit up around the Knights, firmly blocking the splashing acid.

But the shield energy readings plummeted wildly, the corrosive energy like maggots in the bone, constantly gnawing at the shield's Structure.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?!" The Driver cursed, controlling the Mecha to swing Chain Swords and meet them head-on.

The three Bug Gorks were not to be outdone; some swung massive Flails, some sprayed even thicker acid mist, and some simply flapped their wings to briefly go airborne, smashing down onto the Knights' heads.

The thunderous roar of metal Colliding was deafening.

The Chaos Knights' Chain Swords hacked at the Bug Gorks' armor, easily tearing through the outer layer of scrap iron, yet caught by the inner layer of tough Chitinous Carapace, unable to penetrate a single inch further.

Meanwhile the Bug Gorks' counterattack was ferocious beyond compare; massive Power Claws clamped tightly onto the Knights' mechanical arms, acid pouring through the gaps inside, corroding internal circuitry and flesh.

Green biological fluids and metal scrap flew across the Battlefield, every Collision accompanied by the piercing shriek of metal tearing.

Three against three, locked in a deadlock.

The surrounding Green Skin Boys watched with wild excitement.

"Waaagh! So awesome!"

"This is fighting! This is what we want!"

They howled, charging even more madly at the collapsing Chaos Troop, hacking with blades and axes, spraying acid, knocking down the defeated enemies piece by piece.

The whole Square was filled with a frenzied battle atmosphere, the waaagh Force Field rising steadily, and the Insect Colossus's Attack Power also increased slightly.

The Ground Battlefield raged fiercely, but in the high sky, the outcome had long been decided.

Atia piloted the damaged Floating Oddity Disc, fleeing in disarray through the Cloud Layer.

His Gown was already torn to shreds, his Helmet missing, revealing the pale, Distorted face beneath, black blood constantly oozing from his Mouth Corner.

The flames of the Ten Thousand Souls Brazier had long been extinguished, the sealed souls within consumed, and even the brazier's Main Body showed fine cracks.

Behind him, the damn Frost Dragon was still in hot pursuit.

Ice-blue breath and Psychic Attacks followed like a shadow, leaving frost on the disc every time they grazed it.

Atia used all his Spirit Spells and evasion Techniques, but could never shake off this Terrifying Giant Beast behind him.

He knew clearly in his heart that he had been wrong from the start.

He underestimated the Frost Dragon's Spirit Strength, and even more underestimated its near-insoluble Psyker Resistance.

All Spirit Spells hitting it were like stones sinking into the sea, while every attack from the other side made his soul tremble.

"Luna... Luna where are you?!" Atia roared madly in the Psychic Link network, but got no response.

He didn't know that Luna was currently being blown away by the explosion's aftermath, unable to protect herself, and couldn't care about him at all.

"It's over." A Clear and Cold female voice rang out in Atia's mind, without a Trace of emotion.

Lena couldn't be bothered to deal with him anymore.

Purple Light surged in the Dragon's eyes, an invisible Jing Neng Impact condensed into a point, and slammed hard into Atia's Soul Core.

This time, there was no Ten Thousand Souls Brazier to block it.

"Ah!!!" Atia let out a heart-rending Shriek, his brain as if brutally pierced by a Red Hot Iron Nail.

The Floating Oddity Disc beneath him also instantly went Uncontrolled, shaking violently in the air, then shattered with a "Crack!"

Losing his flight carrier, his body like a kite with a broken string, fell toward the Castle below.

Lena flapped her wings and dove down.

Her cold left claw condensed concentrated Spirit Strength energy, the claw tip glowing with deadly Purple Light.

"Tearing!" The sharp claw easily tore open the Power Armor, cleanly Tearing half of Atia's Green Skin Body.

Flesh and Organs scattered in the air, blood rained down like Rain.

Atia didn't even have time to let out a final Shriek before his Consciousness fell into boundless Darkness.