Breaking Point

Lin Fan had originally thought he would be facing a purely physical battle, except that his opponents had been replaced by Primarchs and Space Marines controlled by bats.

But now, it seemed to be a very strange battle, so strange that Lin Fan could neither describe nor measure it.

The forest suddenly closed in around Lin Fan. Ravens with six scarlet eyes perched upon the branches.

In the distance stood two walls. They slowly advanced toward Lin Fan, piling up dirt, rocks, and broken logs churned up by their brutal movement, like mountains running.

Every so often, several heavy landmines sprang from the ground. Lin Fan felt that mines as large as Chimera armored vehicles would be enough to bring down a Titan with a thunderous crash.

Thunder crackled, and Lin Fan knew Jaghatai had come again.

He turned and raised his bayonet in defense, just in time to see a streak of lightning race through the forest toward him.

The lightning struck Lin Fan in the chest, shattered, then slithered around his back like thin snakes.

"Damn... missed him again..." Lin Fan said irritably, then hurled his light spear in the direction the lightning had fled.

Swoosh!

A massive tree suddenly shot up and blocked the light spear, and Lin Fan crashed straight into it.

The falling tree sent the flock of ravens into the air with shrill cries, and Lin Fan finally caught sight of the sky.

A lightless white flashed before Lin Fan's eyes, then the trees and ravens covered the sky once more.

"Where the hell is that bastard Curze..."

A landmine shot upward. The blast wave and shrapnel swept through everything, leaving behind a crater a hundred meters wide.

"Fuck!"

Lin Fan felt that continuing to burn through his strength like this was utterly pointless.