vstars Chapter 317 Destruction of Heaven and Earth
Chapter 317 Destruction of Heaven and Earth
The orbital layer of the Barr system is experiencing a cosmic-scale suffocation. Tens of thousands of Zerg motherships hover like decaying stars, their bloated hulls constantly spewing spore sacs, weaving an organic network stretching millions of kilometers into the void. The veins writhing on the surfaces of these living warships gleam with phosphorescence, each pulse projecting a new invasive species onto the planetary surface—the Tyrant Guardian's carapace gleams with a metallic sheen, the Executioner Swarm's scythes have been bio-enhanced, and even a new variant with psionic bone spikes on its back has emerged.
On the Blood Angels' orbital fortress, "Pride of Saint Gilles," Dante's golden mask reflected the hellish scene outside the porthole. Behind him floated a holographic tactical sandbox, the crimson blocks representing the Zerg swarm having already devoured seventy percent of the projection of Baal's primary planet. "Twelve hours ago, the Zerg hive fleet breached the Cadian Gate," his voice reverberated through the conference room via bone conduction, "Now they're delivering biomass every second equivalent to engulfing the entire sector capital."
Cato Sicarius's powered gauntlets struck the data panel, producing sparks: "The Ultramarines Third Fleet has completed its jump and is regrouping outside the star's gravity well. But breaking through those organic barriers..." In the hologram, the viscous substance secreted by the Hive Fleet was forming a cocoon-like structure in the star's orbit.
Russell suddenly pressed his throbbing temple, and the Bloodsucker entrenching tool resonated sharply. Arya's psionic tentacles immediately coiled around him, and drops of the girl's nosebleed fell onto the tactical table: "They're building warp tunnels! These Zerg... they're mimicking the Black Stone Obelisks of the Necromancers!"
As if to confirm her warning, the Hive mothership fleet suddenly trembled in unison. In the torn reality, some kind of superdimensional mouthparts were taking shape, and eight sickle-shaped limbs spanning the asteroid belt slowly emerged—the war avatars transmitted directly from the other side of the galaxy by the Hive's will.
"Activate the 'Imperial Light' protocol." Dante's decree brought all Chapter Masters to their feet. "Release the Death Company from its silence and distribute the Black Fury Potion to all sub-commands." He turned to Russell, a red light emanating from the slits in the eyes of his golden mask: "Your psionic power needs to cover the entire galaxy. Can you do it?"
Russell plunged the Blood Drinker into the crack in the deck, golden arcs of electricity spreading along the warship's keel: "When those beasts tear reality apart, I'll let them taste what true tearing feels like." Behind him, Arya was weaving the consciousness of four hundred think tanks into a net with her psionic energy, the charging beams of the Astronautical Orbital Cannon casting flickering shadows on the girl's pale face through the observation windows.
Cato suddenly burst into laughter, his power sword pointing at the emerging hyperdimensional creature: "Looks like we're about to break the kill record, Russell! After this battle, you're coming back to Macragge with me for some real Terran vintage!"
At this moment, deep within the collective consciousness of the Hive's will, trillions of neural synapses are reorganizing tactical models.
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The Zerg offensive surged in like a black tide, their sheer numbers nearly obscuring the entire horizon. Blademasters, Tyrannical Warriors, Tyrant Guards, swarms of Mutalisks… every Zerg unit relentlessly assaulted the Imperium's defenses. Acid bombs, bone spikes, corrosive slime, and psionic shockwaves clashed across the battlefield, and humanity's lines teetered on the brink of collapse under the Zerg's relentless onslaught.
However, just as the Zerg offensive reached its peak, Mephisto's voice echoed across the entire battlefield via the communicator: "Prepare to activate the psionic matrix! Russell, ignite it!"
Russell stood in the center of the battlefield, his hands gripping the Bloodthirsty entrenching tool, golden psionic energy surging around him. His gaze was firm and resolute, even though he knew that activating this psionic matrix would consume almost all of his power.
"For the Emperor!" Russell roared, thrusting his hands forward, golden psionic energy igniting the core of the psionic matrix like flames.
In an instant, the entire battlefield was enveloped in a dazzling light. The psionic matrix, like a giant net, covered the entire battlefield. Mephisto, the Ultramarines' intelligence corps, and the Blood Angels' intelligence corps poured their psionic energy into the matrix, forming a catastrophic psionic storm.
Boom! The psionic storm raged across the battlefield, golden lightning striking the Zerg like a sword of judgment. Hundreds of millions of Zerg were reduced to ashes in the psionic storm, their bodies disintegrating in the golden light, their acid and flesh completely evaporated.
The Zerg offensive crumbled in an instant, leaving only the roar of psionic storms and the Zerg's agonizing screams on the battlefield. However, the cost to humanity was equally heavy.
Russell's body swayed precariously under the impact of the psionic storm; his golden psionic energy was almost depleted, and his vision blurred. Finally, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Mephisto coughed up blood, his psionic energy almost completely drained, and his body swayed precariously. The other think tanks fared even worse; some were instantly killed by the backlash of the psionic storm, their bodies turning to ash in a golden light.
Dante's voice came through the communicator, tinged with sorrow: "The psionic matrix succeeded, but our losses... are too great."
Cato Cicarius walked to Russell's side, helped him up, and said with a hint of anxiety in his voice, "Russell! Wake up! You can't fall down!"
Arya's psionic shield activated again. Her face was ashen, but she persisted in protecting Russell: "His psionic energy is depleted; he needs immediate treatment!"
Dante nodded and quickly ordered, "All medical units, treat the wounded immediately! We must hold the line and await reinforcements!"