Creatures destroyed by the great hammer could only die swiftly under the twin assault of psychic power and heat. There was no possibility of saving them.
Ghouls fell before Lin Fan one after another, their claws broken and teeth shattered. His crushing attacks carved out one death zone after another amid the sea of ghouls.
It was hard to say whether Perturabo or Lin Fan was killing more efficiently at this moment, but the pressure on the Aeldari warriors was greatly reduced.
"Perish, you filth!" A sharp cry rang out as Yvraine, wielding two Croneswords, arrived from another battlefield.
The ghostly flames of death slithered across the battlefield like snakes, avoiding every Aeldari and wrapping around Ughul alone.
Great heaps of ash piled together, then were stirred up by the shockwaves of weapon fire, drifting through the warship like snow.
Yvraine struck the long blades in her hands together, producing an arcane sound. It spread through psychic power and entered the souls of every Aeldari.
Watching the Succubus grow excited as if she had been injected with stimulants, Lin Fan heard a familiar phrase in his mind.
"You've been buffed! Get in there!"
Empowered by the force of death, the Aeldari began driving back the Ughul ghouls, while their ship finally had enough time to pull away from the shattered region of the Webway.
The ghouls could no longer pour through the breach in the Webway, and the remaining ghouls aboard the ship were wiped out as well.
Amid corpses and bone ash scattered across the ground, Lin Fan slowly emerged carrying two wounded Howling Banshees.
Aeldari medical technology was highly advanced. There was no need to give them any old medicinal broth for treatment. As long as they were not dead and their souls had not left their bodies,