vstars Chapter 293 Superhuman Physique
Chapter 293 Superhuman Physique
Inside the underground medical bay, Russell was nailed to an operating table. The Dark Raven Pharmacist's servo skeleton used a bone drill to open his skull, and three neural probes were simultaneously inserted into the cerebral cortex.
“Your genetic code has 37 breaks,” the pharmacist’s mechanical voice said flatly. “Now injecting the Blood Angels’ thrombin—it may burn your hippocampus.”
Russell crushed the painkiller capsule in his mouth, and the Blood Drinker entrenching tool was fixed in the sterilizing field. As the pharmacist activated the nerve regeneration device, he saw his memories of fighting Kahn transform into a data stream, analyzed frame by frame on the screen.
"Does it hurt?" Arya's psionic barrier enveloped the operating table.
“It’s better than being chopped by the Chaos Axe…” Russell’s sneer was interrupted by electroconvulsive therapy. The Dark Raven Guard’s tactics manual flashed on his retina—Kelion had directly injected combat data into his nerves.
The pharmacist's mechanical fingers slid rapidly across the data screen, his brows furrowing: "Impossible... Your cell division rate is 47 times that of a normal person, and your neural synapse regeneration rate exceeds the Space Marine standard."
Russell's golden arcs of electricity flowed beneath his skin, repairing every wound. His muscle fibers reconnected under the apothecary's watchful eye, and cracks in his bones were filled with golden psionic energy.
"This is... the power of golden psionic energy?" The apothecary's voice carried a rare hint of surprise.
Russell did not answer; his body trembled slightly on the operating table, and golden arcs of electricity flickered in the air.
Russell's body jolted as the last IV tube was removed. His eyes snapped open, golden arcs of electricity flashing in his pupils.
"Surgery complete," the pharmacist said with a hint of respect, "your recovery ability... far exceeds my expectations."
Russell sat up from the operating table, gripping the Blood Drinker entrenching tool tightly in his hand. His body was almost fully recovered, golden arcs of electricity flickering faintly beneath his skin.
“Thank you,” Russell’s voice was deep but powerful, “but I still have unfinished battles.”
Russell stepped out of the medical bay, the serrated edge of the Blood Drinker entrenching tool gleaming coldly. His body was almost fully recovered, golden arcs of electricity flickering faintly beneath his skin.
"Russell!" Casal's voice came from afar, the White Tiger Blade gripped tightly in his hand. "You've recovered?"
Russell nodded, his voice low but powerful: "Yes, I have recovered."
Arya's psionic energy flowed around Russell, healing his last remaining wounds: "Your regenerative abilities... are truly astonishing."
Russell's gaze swept over everyone present, then he nodded: "We still have unfinished battles to fight."
"The first wave of destruction achieved a 98.7% success rate," the apothecary's voice rang out in the communication channel. "But Malkarn's main fleet has already broken through near-Earth orbit."
Casal's White Tiger Blade reflected a holographic star map: "How much time do we have left?"
“Enough to complete the 'nest cleanup'.” Kylian’s raven shoulder armor unfolded into a missile array, “and enough for your mortal friend to learn to breathe like a raven—if he can still stand.”
Russell grabbed the Blooddrinker entrenching tool, its blade gleaming a cold, eerie blue in the sterilization field. The tactical data of the Dark Raven Guard flowed deep within his pupils, like a flock of metal ravens poised to devour their prey.
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Inside the flagship command center of Malkarn, holographic projections flashed with images of the vanguard's annihilation. The black power armor of the Raven Guards moved across the battlefield like ghosts, each appearance accompanied by the death of a Word Bearer.
“The Raven Guards…” Malkarn’s voice carried a rare hint of seriousness, “These rats lurking in the shadows are more difficult to deal with than I imagined.”
His fingers traced patterns in the air, and a holographic model of Raven Fortress appeared. Blasphemous runes writhed on the model's surface, attempting to pinpoint the fortress's weaknesses.
"My lord, we need to change our strategy." The voice of the dark wizard Gorgraz came from the shadows. His body was enveloped in chaotic energy, and the tip of his staff shimmered with a dark red light.
“Speak,” Malcolm’s voice was deep yet powerful.
"The Raven Guard excel at stealth and surprise attacks, but their fortresses require a significant amount of energy to maintain their cloaking field," Gorgrazh said, a chilling undertone in his voice. "If we could cut off their energy supply..."
A glint of red light flashed in Malcolm's compound eyes: "Continue."
“We can send out Chaos Demon Engines to launch a surprise attack on the fortress’s energy core from underground,” Gorgrazh said with a hint of smugness. “At the same time, our frontline forces will launch a feint attack to draw their attention.”
The detection arrays at Raven Keep emitted a piercing alarm. In the holographic projection, the main force of the Word Bearers was gathering, and the Chaos Demon Engines were approaching the fortress's energy core from underground.
“They’ve discovered our weakness.” Kyleon’s voice crackled through the communication channel, cold and mechanical. “Activate the Iron Curtain protocol. All defense systems to maximum alert.”
Casal gripped his White Tiger Blade tightly: "We need to protect the energy core."
Russell's golden arcs of electricity flickered beneath his skin, and the serrated edge of the Bloodthirsty entrenching tool gleamed coldly: "I'm going underground."
In the underground passage, Russell's golden arc of electricity traced a dazzling trail of light in the darkness. The serrated edge of the Bloodthirsty entrenching tool cleaved through the armor of a Chaos Demon Engine, and the chaotic energy turned to ashes in the light.
"Left side! Khorne Demon Engine!" Arya's voice entered Russell's mind through the psionic link.
Russell's body sprang up like a spring, the entrenching tool spinning in his hand, its serrated blade colliding with the demon engine's power claws, sparking blinding flashes. His feet landed firmly, golden arcs of electricity crackling around him, forming a solid shield.
"For the Emperor!" Russell's voice was like thunder as he cleaved the core of the Demon Engine with an entrenching tool, and the chaotic energy dissipated into the air.
On the surface battlefield, the black power armor of the Raven Guardians moved through enemy lines like ghosts. Kyleon's chainsword cleaved through the chest of a Word Bearer berserker; the power armor's cloaking field made him appear like a phantom to his enemies.
"The energy core is safe." Russell's voice came through the communication channel, tinged with fatigue.
“Well done.” Kylian’s voice carried a rare hint of approval. “Now, let’s end this battle.”
The Dark Raven Keep's defense system was fully activated, and the Blackrock Obelisk released powerful energy fluctuations, forcing the main force of the Word Bearers to retreat.