As Nimrod leaped through the stairwell, hunting down the Flao, Maria and the other two relied on the unyielding will forged through training to remain conscious, but they were still locked in a desperate battle.
The howls echoed through the area, stunning dozens of nearby Flao warriors and others farther away whose wills were weaker.
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But the remaining Flao warriors did not stop. They coldly trampled over the corpses of their comrades and charged upward.
In Flao nomadic culture, the weak had no right to survive. Killing frail clan members conserved resources.
Maria knew that this was the moment to risk everything. She did not call for Nimrod's aid; she had once assassinated a wizard and knew how terrifying they were.
Nimrod had been wise to prioritize killing them. For now, the three women could only rely on themselves.
Maria pulled out an injection from her black bodysuit and decisively injected it into herself.
She immediately felt surging power fill her body. Usually calm, her azure eyes now gleamed with bloodthirsty killing intent.
Maria launched herself into the air, swung her scimitar, and attacked with Article Sixteen of "Osberch-Vaya."
She broke through her limits and completed ten thrusts in an instant.
Maria caught a dagger that fell before her and charged into the xenos.
Her figure flickered as both hands moved, and she actually carved a bloody path through the xenos.
Dementyeva, her stamina depleted, gritted her teeth and injected another dose of medicine.
Together with Tsvistna, she launched a frenzied attack against the xenos.
The Las-rifle beams flashed repeatedly, and energy cells kept falling to the ground. Only when Tsvistna pulled out her last magazine did she realize that the xenos were far fiercer than she had imagined.
They had only been slaughtered so mercilessly by Nimrod because the giant was simply too powerful.
Tsvistna also noticed that Maria had slowed down and was being surrounded by the xenos.
Just as despair seized her, she suddenly heard an angry roar. Her body swayed as the shockwave of ultrasound reverberated through her mind. Blood tears ran from her eyes, but although she was temporarily blinded, she breathed a sigh of relief.
At the very moment before the three women fell into mortal danger, Nimrod killed the Flao Psyker squad and leaped down.
His Wild Howl shook the minds of the Flao, instantly knocking dozens of them unconscious. What terrified them even more was that the giant's appearance meant one dreadful fact—the hundred elite Aether Masters had been completely wiped out.
The will of the Flao warriors shattered completely, and they scattered in panic.
They had only one thought now: escape this hell as quickly as possible. Even drifting through space aboard a Raider Boat would be better than staying here.
As they fled, the deserters swung their Flao Glass Blades at their own people just to run faster, scattering the warriors rushing toward them.
The first wave of fleeing Flao had just reached the deck and were preparing to board the streamlined Raider Boats when dense Las-rifle fire suddenly shot toward them.
The Flao warriors were riddled with holes and fell into pools of blood.
The Vostonian 4th Regiment under Szczesny's command landed on the Flao battlecruiser aboard Assault Boats.
Despite their previous training, the 4th Regiment still encountered trouble during their first space battle.
In one Assault Boat, an Iron Warrior failed to follow standard operating procedures and fell out of his restraint frame.
His uncontrolled body slammed into the cockpit's security door. Unfortunately, he was no ordinary man, but an Iron Warrior who had undergone extensive Physical Augmentation.
He smashed through the security door and crashed into the pilot, ultimately causing the Assault Boat to lose control and collide with an asteroid.
After Szczesny boarded the enemy ship, he discovered that he had lost an entire platoon.
It took him longer than expected to reform the 4th Regiment's ranks.
Seething with anger, Szczesny rushed out onto the deck and ran headlong into a group of Flao warriors fleeing down the stairs.
He swung the Chainsword, which better allowed Sailor to display his combat prowess, and chopped into a xenos's head.
At the same time, he extended his left arm and caught the dagger thrust by another xenos.
The Flao warrior felt as though his wrist had been caught in iron pincers. The human before him possessed strength far beyond that of an ordinary person.
Sailor twisted hard. The extraordinary strength gained through Physical Augmentation allowed him to snap the Flao's arm.
Szczesny immediately followed with a cleaving strike, cutting off the xenos's head.
Leading his men, Szczesny crushed the routed xenos forces and came before Nimrod. Somewhat ashamed, he said,
"My lord, I came too late."
"Let shame drive you to greater courage."
"Lead your men and clear the xenos deck by deck."
Nimrod did not reprimand him. After dismissing the matter with a word, he gave his order.
"Yes, my lord."
Szczesny immediately led his men onto the deck and began killing.
Nimrod strode upward. As he passed the exhausted Maria and the other two, he said,
"You performed well. The mission is complete. Rest and await orders!"
"Yes, my king!"
The three women straightened their bodies and answered respectfully. Having witnessed Nimrod's superhuman combat power, they could not help but feel reverence for him.
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A moment later, Nimrod reached the end of the stairs. With a swing of his heavy halberd, he smashed apart the Purple metal door blocking his way.
He charged onto the bridge and immediately saw a Flao floating in midair, holding a Purple crystal staff.
He spoke in halting Vostonian Low Gothic.
"I am this ship's... Governor... human... state... your demands..."
"I am willing... to leave... this star system... and am also willing... to give..."
A mocking smile appeared on Nimrod's lips. Give? I'll take it all!
He drew in a deep breath and let out a roar.
The bridge shook. Several Flao were stunned, and the Governor of Flau's body swayed as well.
He immediately steadied himself and raised his amethyst staff. "Die!"
The spot where Nimrod stood, along with an area dozens of meters around him, was engulfed in Purple Psychic Flame.
Several high-ranking Flao officers wailed in agony within the flames, but the Governor did not care in the slightest. As long as he could kill such a powerful enemy, it would be worth it.
Just as the Governor of Flau was about to control his body and descend, a sudden sense of dread struck his heart.
He silently cursed his bad luck, but it was already too late. The blackened armor had already appeared before him.
The Governor of Flau hurriedly gathered Psionic Energy, and Telekinesis erupted.
With a deafening bang, the Governor of Flau was blasted away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but felt somewhat relieved. His telekinetic shield had blocked the blow.
However, his expression changed drastically the next moment.
"No..."
The Governor of Flau cried out in despair as Nimrod's left hand seized his right leg.
Nimrod swung the Governor of Flau and smashed him heavily into the ground.
As the impact thundered, he once again felt something within him dissolving and merging with his own spirit.
[The potion has been completely digested. I am a true "Barbarian"!]
After landing, Nimrod slaughtered every Flao on the bridge, then pulled a long-range communicator from his armor.
"Rosicky, I have taken the xenos warship. You and Wojciech, come here immediately."
Nimrod did not wait where he was. He leaped forward, killing every Flao he saw.
Only after receiving Rosicky's communication did he return to the bridge.
When he came before the Tech-Priest, he said,
"I want to cooperate with the Adeptus Mechanicus to develop this xenos warship."
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