Chapter 481: War Hammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Bug Race? Chapter 481 Extinction

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Feeling the link between himself and Lena constantly degrading, Lin En could no longer remain calm.

The bone-chilling cold did not come from the void of this Warp Layer, but from the depths of his soul.

He could clearly perceive that the spiritual bond spanning the Material Universe and the Crack in Space between him and Lena was rapidly degrading, rotting.

This was not merely the attenuation of a communication signal; the soul bond itself was being nibbled away bit by bit.

From the moment Yi Su's giant net woven from countless psychic tentacles tightly encircled the Frost Dragon, this connection began to suffer continuous erosion.

The once smooth mental resonance like a river shattered into fragmented echoes.

Lin En could only catch a few stray fragments of emotion: worry, reluctance, and anxiety that he not take risks.

With every breath, a part of the fragments dissipated.

Through the Psychic Cage, Lin En gazed at the Frost Dragon.

The luster of the Frost Dragon's purple dragon eyes, which carried Lena's independent personality, dimmed visibly to the naked eye.

Yi Su's tentacles penetrated scales and nerves, acting directly on the spiritual layer, plundering this unique soul torn from the Tyranid Hive Mind.

On the System Interface, all biological entities from Lena had their psychic feedback curves plummeting one by one, constantly sliding toward zero.

"Lena! Answer me!"

Lin En poured all his mental power into shouting through the mental link.

Responding to him was only a faint spiritual tremor, followed immediately by silence.

The degradation of the bond was intensifying, as if in the next second this bond would completely dissipate in the Warp Turbulence.

Countless memories surged forth one after another like a tide.

Their first meeting on Necromunda, before the Forbidden Wall.

The Frost Dragon stepped forward and froze a million Savage Cavalry.

Amidst the smoke of Kal II, the two, one bright and one dark, stirred up the Green Skin situation.

Countless nights, the tiny Tearing Worm curled up on his shoulder listening to a mortal's troubles.

During Warp Travel, the Bug Swarm's shadow isolated demonic whispers, propping up a piece of safety for him.

Lena was originally a cold tool of the Hive Mind, without self, without name, without love or hate.

It was Lin En who gave her the chance to break free from the collective consciousness, bestowed her name, and taught her what joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were.

In this dark and desperate forty-first millennium, they spanned the chasm between humanity and Tyranids, each being the other's sole reliance.

If the bond broke and Lena's independent soul were devoured by Yi Su.

Even if he lived and left this place, continuing to serve as Planetary Governor holding heavy troops, what meaning would all this have?

Torrential violent anger and suffocating despair shattered the shackles of reason.

The Power Armor servo system overloaded due to violent energy fluctuations, pipes burst with piercing shrieks, and fine sparks splattered from the helmet's edge.

Lin En bit his lower lip hard, the taste of blood like rust filling his mouth.

He no longer heeded the taboo of mortals facing Warp Evil Gods, raised his head, and in the distorted Crack in Space, poured all his soul power into roaring out that name.

"Yi Su! I will kill you, I must kill you!"

This was not an ordinary curse, but one of the weightiest among the many True Names of the Lord of Change.

In the eternal laws of the Warp, every demon, regardless of strength, possesses a unique True Name.

It is not a simple designation; it is created by the Chaos Gods at the demon's birth and imprinted upon its origin, equivalent to its own source code.

Mastering a low-ranking demon's True Name, simply by chanting it aloud, can suppress or even seize control of it.

It is said the Imperial Inquisition even paid countless costs for this, compiling the Book of True Names.

Recording demon True Names obtained through capture and torture in a ledger, as a trump card against demons.

And in general understanding, against powerful Greater Demons, the True Name is even more key to driving them back and weakening them.

Chanting the True Name: lightly binds and inflicts heavy wounds on an incarnation; heavily tears the anchor point in the Modern World, forcibly banishing it back to the Warp.

But what Lin En faced was not an ordinary Greater Demon.

He was Yi Su!

He was the embodiment of magic, change, and fate.

Even the Warp's rules of True Names were created by him personally.

Attempting to use the laws he set to backlash against him is like trying to drown a river god with river water.

Moreover, the Lord of Change has endless titles and True Names, able to change his own existence identifier at will.

What mortals know is merely the tip of the iceberg of his myriad names.

At the moment Lin En, at the cost of soul shock, chanted this True Name.

The Yi Su incarnation drawing Lena's soul, all its writhing tentacles suddenly stiffened.

The countless bizarre eyes and vortex heads on the tentacles all twisted simultaneously, innumerable eyes neatly locking onto Lin En.

A miracle briefly descended.

The tentacles entwining the Frost Dragon suddenly relaxed their force for an instant; Lena's vanishing spiritual body, its vanishing process was forcibly paused.

The soul bond thread constantly being worn away, its dim radiance briefly rekindled a glimmer of light, and the nearly exhausted spirit in the dragon eyes briefly returned somewhat.

But the turning point vanished in a snap of the fingers.

Ten thousand eyes first flickered with a trace of pure surprise.

A mortal human of flesh and blood actually comprehended one of the Lord of Change's true names.

After the surprise, intense teasing and interest surged forth.

Like seeing a caged bird snatch the hunter's dagger, attempting to coerce the hunter in return.

The vast, formless consciousness did not rely on sound waves, but directly imprinted itself upon Lin En's soul, echoing throughout the entire Warp Layer.

"Interesting mortal..."

The expected weakening and banishment did not fall upon Yi Su's incarnation in the slightest.

Destructive backfire descended with a boom.

Psychic dust and high energy particles drifting aimlessly at the Warp Edge, as if receiving the Divine Judgment Command, all reversed direction, converging into a surging, brilliant Light River, crashing toward Lin En like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.

This is the punishment the Warp inflicts upon the Blasphemer!

Countless high-speed psychic particles, like a hundred million micro blades, bombarded him madly.

The Exquisite Power Armor that had survived countless blood battles could not even withstand one complete breath; the heavy alloy armor, like beeswax meeting heat, vaporized and crumbled in large patches, fragments flying everywhere.

Immediately after, violent force poured into the fleshly body; skin, flesh, fascia, and bone crumbled and melted inch by inch under the particle rinse.

Blood had no time to fly before evaporating into pale red mist in the Warp.

The whole body instantly turned to nothingness.