The red "comet" streaked above the swarm at three times the speed that should have been possible, leaving trails of afterimages. Every single shot from its Gauss Rifle punched precisely through a Tyranid Warrior's skull.
The white "daemon" landed on the ground. Swinging an enormous gauss sword and meteor hammer, it tore through the swarm like a tiger among sheep, whipping up storms of blood and flesh. A Lictor attempting to ambush it had barely emerged from the shadows before a backhanded hammer blow reduced it to pulp at the molecular level.
It was a one-sided, efficient slaughter.
The Tyranids that had just routed the T'au Empire's elite troops proved utterly fragile before the Gretchin Empire's true War Machines.
Liu Zhipeng strolled leisurely through the battlefield with his hands clasped behind his back. An invisible force field seemed to surround him, automatically deflecting every stray bullet, explosion, and spray of flesh that came within a meter of his body.
He walked up to an enormous Carnifex.
The war beast noticed the tiny, "delicious" creature before it and let out a deafening roar. Its two immense claws came smashing down like battering rams.
Liu Zhipeng did not even look up at it.
He merely raised his right hand casually and extended his index finger.
His fingertip lightly met the massive claw, which could have smashed straight through alloy armor.
There was no earth-shaking crash, no dazzling eruption of energy.
Time seemed to slow at that moment.
Starting from the point where it touched Liu Zhipeng's fingertip, the Carnifex's massive claw rapidly and silently dissolved into the tiniest motes of dust, shimmering with golden light, in utter defiance of the laws of physics.
This "disintegration" raced up its arm and spread throughout its body.
In less than a second, the Carnifex's enormous