Transmigrated into Warhammer 40K, But I Didn't Cry Out Loud
Chapter 685

Support Has Arrived

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An urgent transmission slammed into Volani's mind. Judging by the designation, it came from a commander leading a Hammerhead grav-tank squadron.

"Sir! The Bug Saint! The Bug Saint!" The tank commander's voice was filled with incredulous terror.

"Calm down. Panicking won't solve anything! Keep your report brief! How many more of our troops did the Bug Saint wipe out? Was Krawos's KX939 Supreme Armor destroyed?"

"No! The Bug Saint! A soldier in green armor! And a corpse!"

"Calm down!" Volani was deeply displeased by the tank commander's incoherent panic.

The tank commander took several breaths and steadied himself before speaking to Volani word by word.

"The Bug Saint was punched to death by an infantryman."

Damn... This bug was as troublesome as one of Nurgle's daemons. Its blood was full of little bugs.

Lin Fan burrowed into the Bug Saint's completely exploded skull and used his bayonet to cut apart the countless parasitic tentacles lunging at him.

Thankfully, the armor protected him. These bugs could no longer crawl into Lin Fan's nose and ears to bite away, only to die inside and turn into a huge, foul, disgusting lump of earwax and snot.

How could this thing be considered dead?

Toxic spores seeped from its cut wounds. Its writhing flesh evolved rapidly, and deadly, spiny tendrils dangled down.

As a massive Titan-class bug, the Bug Saint possessed a thick shell, powerful symbiotic cannons, tenacious vitality, a rapid evolution system, and the ability to hatch enormous numbers of bugs within its body.

"Maybe this thing would only truly die after artillery blasted it completely to ash? Come to think of it, how many shells did the Imperium use to kill a bio-Titan last time? Seventeen thousand Titan-class macro shells and twelve Hellstrike missiles?"

Lin Fan shook his head. He genuinely

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