The slaughter began the instant they touched down, without a second's hesitation.
Librarian Best was the first to unleash his power. Almost the very moment his boots struck the shattered ice, the two ghostly blue pools of psychic energy in his eyes blazed!
His powerful will forcibly tamed and guided the raging psychic energy. Like thunder drawn through an invisible conduit, it surged shrieking from his raised left palm, not dispersing, but pouring entirely into the Warhammer poised in his right hand!
The pure crystal embedded in the Warhammer filled instantly, erupting with a dazzling blue-white glare too bright to look at. Lightning coiled around the hammerhead like living, furious serpents, crackling as it ionized the surrounding air and filled it with the scorched smell of Ozone.
"In Lorgar's name, purge the filth!"
Best's low voice seemed to merge with the roar of psychic energy.
Gripping the hammer with both hands, he brought it crashing down with enough force to split mountains, striking at the wave of Constructs bearing down on them like a city wall!
Boom!!!
A blue-white column of lightning as thick as an ancient tree trunk erupted from the point of impact, violently plowing forward in a fan!
Where the column passed, time seemed to freeze for an instant.
Then, more than a hundred wildly flailing humanoid Constructs of every shape at the front of the horde, whether steel skeletons or fused flesh, were scoured by that pure psychic energy without even undergoing the process of melting.
They disintegrated in an instant, leaving only a smoking, charred fan-shaped scorch mark dozens of meters wide on the ground.
The lingering psychic lightning leaped and flickered, blasting still more Constructs behind them into pieces. Components and severed limbs scattered like torrential rain.
With a single strike, a vast swath