Li Qinwu used the Warp turbulence surging into the sky in the distance as a guide and walked forward step by step.
Before long, he encountered several dozen Barbarians emerging from the dense fog.
These dozen or so Barbarians spotted him as well and charged at him noisily.
This time, these Barbarians were not caught in the Temporal Turbulence. Before long, they rushed up to Li Qinwu and attacked him with stone spears.
Li Qinwu took the twin-handed Power Maul from his back. The golden hammer gleamed brilliantly.
He could not even be bothered to activate the Disintegration Field. With a savage swing, he smashed one Barbarian's chest inward and sent him flying!
One hammer to the left, one to the right—either the Barbarians were smashed to pieces, or they were sent hurtling away.
In the blink of an eye, he had slaughtered all dozen or so Barbarians.
Shaking the blood from his Power Maul, Li Qinwu looked at the corpses strewn across the ground and muttered,
"No. Wearing this golden armor, any Barbarian can tell at a glance that I'm from the Imperium.
"The Formation Eye is deep inside the Barbarian camp, guarded by tens of millions of Barbarians. I can't possibly kill my way in alone."
There were simply too many Barbarians. He felt that he needed a disguise.
So, he began using Psychic Shapeshifting.
He recalled the intelligence he had obtained by soul-searching the PDF marshal earlier. Barbarians deeply respected Beast Priests, because Beast Priests were messengers of the Beast God. They could predict the direction of beast hordes and improve the odds of a successful hunt.
Beast Priests adorned themselves with the bones and hides of beasts, making themselves look like animals.
For instance, they would stick feathers into their arms to disguise themselves as birds,