Danger silently approaches.
When the monster with four arms descended from the heavens, screaming as it launched its attack, the long and mundane journey ca to an end, replaced by a fierce battle!
"Everyone, get behind !"
Duanmu Huai didn’t pay attention to the Space Wolves on the front line. After all, they were Astartes. If they couldn’t even win against a few Chicken Thieves, they might as well roll back ho and drink milk early. He was more concerned about the Mortal Auxiliary Forces and Attendants at the rear, as these Genetic Thieves attacked simultaneously from front and back. And it was obvious that, for them, the mortals at the back were seemingly easier to deal with than the Modified Warriors at the front—yeah, right!
"Boom!"
Duanmu Huai charged towards the enemy in front of him like an uncontrollable dump truck. He didn’t even bother watching the opponent’s swinging claws as he collided into the arms of the Chicken Thieves in front, sending them flying. At the sa ti, Duanmu Huai roared and swung his War Hamr forward, smashing two more Chicken Thieves in half into at paste.
Another Genetic Thief clung to Duanmu Huai with both hands and feet, trying to use itself as a shackle to hinder Duanmu Huai’s movents. However, Duanmu Huai rely stretched out his free hand, grabbed the head of the Genetic Thief, and then squeezed hard. The next mont, the Genetic Thief’s body convulsed and then went limp.
Then, it was flung forward by Duanmu Huai like a whip, striking another charging enemy.
"God Emperor above..."
Judge Sten stared in disbelief at the scene before him, hardly believing his eyes. Indeed, Judges possess greater strength compared to mortals, but that is finite. Strictly speaking, in terms of Physical Attribute, a Judge hovers between the Mortal Auxiliary Forces and an Astarte.
However, the power of this Judge before him far exceeded his imagination, and what Sten couldn’t believe even more was that he wasn’t using Spiritual Energy to fight but purely relying on his own Strength and body! In just a few monts, he had killed several Genetic Thieves!
Even an Astarte doesn’t have this kind of power, right?
Sten has worked with Astartes before, but... the performance of this Judge before him made Sten doubt his own life for the first ti.
However, the battle continued.
Judge Sten’s daze only lasted for a mont. He imdiately issued orders, resuming the attack. This ti, however, the Tribunal’s troops aid their guns at the front, beginning to support the Astartes.
That’s right, even though the back had a more ferocious assault by the Genetic Thieves, they were straight-up crushed under the barrier of Duanmu Huai. anwhile, the Astartes faced more perils in front. Though it seed absurd, Sten still ordered the Mortal Auxiliary Forces and Attendants to turn their guns to assist the Astartes.
As for the back...
Sten silently watched as Duanmu Huai wielded the War Hamr, once again smashing two Genetic Thieves into at paste, and at the sa ti kicking away a third unfortunate soul.
He should be capable of handling it.
Lana gripped her Bomb Gun, pulling the trigger towards the enemy in front. The roaring Bomb Gun bood continuously, driving away the monster before her, yet its rapid speed allowed it to evade the lethal shots ti and again, rushing directly towards Lana. This ti, the Space Wolves warrior did not retreat. He roared as he raised his Bomb Gun, slamming it at the monster’s head, simultaneously swinging the rumbling Chainsaw Sword in his hand. The latter shredded the monster’s heavy armor, unable to stop in ti.
However, despite this, the monster’s sharp claws struck Lana’s chest, the imnse impact sending him flying. Before Lana could stand, the half-cut monster scread and leaped up, opening its tooth-filled maw to bite Lana—but then, a massive shadow crashed into it, taking it away from the battlefield.
Lana finally had ti to stand, staring in surprise at the dark figure, taller than most Astartes. The latter had already plunged into the slaughter ahead, like a Riemann-Rust Tank, advancing amid enemy attacks with deafening roars, firing fierce artillery, demolishing any foe daring to block its path.
However, it was neither a Space Wolf nor an Astarte.
"Bang!!!"
Duanmu Huai’s War Hamr struck the ground, obliterating a struggling alien into at paste. When it died, it clung desperately to Duanmu Huai’s War Hamr. anwhile, another Genetic Thief evaded the Space Wolves’ attack, leaping onto Duanmu Huai, extending its four arms towards his helt.
Faced with the Genetic Thieves’ coordinated offensive, Duanmu Huai remained unconcerned. He let go of his War Hamr, reached out, and grabbed the arm of the Genetic Thief reaching for his helt, yanking it forcefully!!
"Screeeech———————!!!"
Amidst a shrill, painful scream, the last Genetic Thief was torn in half. Duanmu Huai then tossed the mutilated corpse to the ground, turning his head to glance at the Space Wolves beside him.
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