Crack!
As the tremor spread, strange, tiny cracking sounds appeared in the space around the Silent King.
That was not a sound the reality of the Galaxy could produce, but something from The Void—some kind of substance was shattering.
"As expected, the Mud-Head Truck still works—"
Ron saw it clearly: the thin layer of The Veil outside the Silent King's body was gradually vanishing.
The Warp Shielding Machine was drilling madly through that compressed space, triggering a chain reaction of collapse.
That was the inevitable result.
The Warp Shielding Machine could even bore through the Webway Veil and the Chaos Realm; dealing with this thin layer of The Veil was even simpler.
This was a technical counter.
"No!"
A trace of panic flashed deep within the Silent King's ghostly green gaze. He tried to stop it, but there was nothing he could do.
The next moment, the Silent King's spatial Veil shattered completely, and even the C'tan Skin covering his body was split with shocking cracks.
The defensive divine artifact he had forged with C'tan Skin had been destroyed!
After the spatial Veil shattered, the Warp Shielding Machine returned from the compressed space and appeared before the Silent King.
Its attack was not over. It continued charging forward.
"For The Savior!"
The senior operators shouted as they drove the Warp Shielding Machine into another charge, rushing toward the Silent King.
This was a rare honor and feat of merit. They had to give it their all, especially since this would be recorded in the epics of the homeworld and the empire.
The enormous machine moved extremely fast, rolling straight over the Silent King. The cosmic gale formed by its spinning drill bit sliced into his body.
The Silent King counterattacked in fury, but failed to cause much damage. At most,