All their attention was occupied by the sages, so the Broodmind could only struggle to send the Queen of Blades a warning before it was forced into a psionic battle.
In the cave, however, no power from a higher dimension could interfere. The Primarchs were practically invincible. The charging giants slammed into the flesh-and-bone structure blocking their way, and the Incubation Chamber crumbled under the tremendous impact.
"Zeng~"
A spine suddenly shot out from beneath the carpet of flesh. It was a Zerg defensive building, a Spire that could launch spines several kilometers, silently tunneling up from deep underground to inflict devastating damage on ground forces.
Because the spine remained silent right up until the moment of attack, this sudden strike was often more conspicuous and deadly than a frontal Zerg swarm to ordinary troops—unless they were Psionicists.
But it was useless. Yuan Zhe could sense every threat as he charged. He simply put a little extra force into his step, and the spine was caught in the resulting shockwave. The ground of living flesh exploded along with it, and he hurtled toward his target like a train.
It was like a cannonball striking a Psionic Shield. Ripples spread across the once-sturdy barrier, and in the next instant, the Lightsaber in the Primarch's hand stabbed into it.
The Primarchs attacked together, slamming into the shield almost simultaneously. Caught off guard, the Queens of Blades came under tremendous pressure and struggled to maintain it.
But just as the shield reached its limit amid the ripples, the Light Blades of hundreds of Dark Templar Warriors struck it all at once.
"Crack!"
As if struck by stones, the sturdy shield shattered with a sound like breaking glass, revealing the panicked Queen of Blades.
The next instant, several flashes of light streaked past, and