Thunder That Tore the Heavens Apart

The new skill's name sounded incredible.

But Lin En's first thought was, System, can this skill open a passage from the Warp to the real world?

Their biggest problem right now wasn't the Word Bearers. It was the four Chaos Gods in the Warp.

Even if they killed the Word Bearers, they would still need a way out of the Warp.

Split open the Warp, open a passage—made sense to him.

But the system said, [I told you, it's an attack skill. It definitely can't transport you anywhere.]

A rift in the Warp wouldn't necessarily lead to the real world.

Besides, the card showed lightning. A lightning bolt was so thin—could he even squeeze through it?

Lin En refused to give up. "But what if?"

The system poured cold water on him. [What if it leads to another layer of the Warp? What if it opens onto the Chaos Gods' private territory? What if it drops you right above a Daemon World? What if it takes you to the battlefield of the Battle of Calth ten thousand years ago? What if it leads into a turbulent stretch of the Warp with no exit?]

Lin En: "...Fuck."

He couldn't risk it.

They could still hold out here.

Jumping into some random rift might take him and the Third Company Captain from one hopeless situation into an even worse one.

The system reassured him. [But this skill hits hard. Try it yourself.]

Lin En raised an eyebrow.

Had Yellow Pelt really made some kind of deal with the system?

If even the system said it hit hard, then the skill's attack power had to be the real deal.

Now he really wanted to see just how hard it hit.

Lin En left the Consciousness Space.

The Third Company Captain was still locked