The Saint Garus Castle is located on the third underground level, Gate of Calamity.
Luna was waving her magic staff, and beams of dark blue magic missiles rained down on Lynn.
But the moment the Profane Barrier rose, her staff trembled violently, and the sorcery missile veered off course, exploding against the rock wall beside her.
She suddenly looked up at the rock formations above, her face beneath the mask turning deathly pale.
This aura...
As the core person in charge of the St. Garus Family's research on the STC fragments, she was very familiar with this energy fluctuation.
It was that STC aggregate that her family had guarded for generations, and that she regarded as the key to its revival!
How did it end up in Midtown?
An absurd yet undeniably real thought flashed into her mind— the Adeptus Mechanicus had betrayed her.
Those Tech-Priest who claimed to support her in reviving her family and assisting her in researching STC, combined with those Tech-Priest she had painstakingly won over and promised them great benefits.
Perhaps they never took her seriously from the start; they took STC and then handed it over to those traitors of Thousand Sons!
Luna's body swayed uncontrollably, a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
Could it be... that the Lord of Change has truly abandoned her?
Was she really just a dispensable pawn?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she ruthlessly extinguished it.
No.
impossible.
The one who first sent down the divine oracle was the Lord of Change, the one who bestowed upon her magical powers was the Lord of Change, and the one who guided her step by step to where she is today was also the Lord of Change.
She was the one who was chosen.
What is Atia? He's just an old guy who joined Chaos before her.
Those traitors from the Adeptus Mechanicus are just trying to get ahead of her and steal the glory that belongs to her!
Yes, that must be it.
Luna's eyes regained their crazed and obsessive look.
She knew very well what the Lord of Change wanted most.
It's Lynn.
It's Lynn Corvana, who harbors secrets and whose fate is shrouded in mystery.
If she can capture Lynn and hand Lynn over to the Lord of Change, then she will be the greatest contributor.
STC and Atia are no match for her contributions.
When the time comes, the Lord of Change will naturally punish these scoundrels who stole the fruits of her labor and restore glory to her once more.
" Lynn!"
Luna let out a shriek, and the gem at the tip of her sorcery staff burst forth with an unprecedentedly bright light.
"You can't escape! You're mine! You can only be mine!"
No longer concerned about the energy depletion of the Gate of Calamity, nor holding back to save her life, she unleashed a torrent of magical energy far exceeding the power of her previous attacks, sweeping towards Lynn's location.
The eerie blue flames, the reality-distorting force field, and the mind-corroding whispers crashed down like an avalanche, their attack several times more ferocious than before.
She needed to act quickly, capture Lynn, and reclaim everything that belonged to her in Midtown.
The situation in the Midtown battlefield also took a sharp turn for the worse.
The moment the Profane Barrier rose, the Chaos army, which had been retreating steadily, instantly stopped in its tracks.
The Thousand Sons warriors of the Supreme Thrallband turned around, and the Psychic Power eyes on their helmets glowed with an eerie blue light.
The wizards raised their staffs and chanted incantations, the Warp energy becoming even more violent under the protection of the barrier.
The demons roared with excitement, and their bodies swelled up.
Without the threat of orbital bombardment, they no longer needed to cower in their fortifications and passively defend themselves.
"Counterattack."
At the top of the spire, Atia's voice, amplified by magic, resonated throughout the consciousness of every Chaos entity.
"Prioritize attacking the Lower City Allied Forces the city on the southern route."
The largest, worst-quality, and weakest-willed mortal army is the best nourishment.
With a command given, the Chaos Army surged out from behind the defense line like a floodgate opened.
The Lower City Allied Forces in the southern route were the first to bear the brunt.
Leading the charge were thousands of Tzeentch Horror, which transformed into rainbow-colored phantoms, moving at astonishing speed, laughing wildly as they crashed headlong into the civilian armed forces' lines.
Wherever the claws and fangs passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams of agony rose and fell.
The civilians, armed with machetes, steel pipes, and scrap lasers, were no match for these Warp Daemon.
People in the front row fell down in droves, and those behind them began to panic and retreat, instantly creating a gap in the already loose formation.
"Hold on! Everyone hold on!"
The leader of the Scavengers' Alliance brandished his Lasgun and roared, but his voice was quickly drowned out by the chaotic cries and explosions.
The Chaos Sorcerer stood at a distance, continuously unleashing Psychic Power missiles and fire spells. Each strike exploded into a cloud of blood mist within the dense crowd.
The Nosak Chaos Warriors, in coordination with the demons, advanced step by step, like a sophisticated meat grinder, reaping the lives of mortals.
Blood soaked the ground in the industrial zone, and corpses piled up like mountains.
Every mortal who dies has their soul Profane Barrier, extracted, and transformed into nourishment for the Warp Domain.
The STC sphere atop the spire shone ever brighter, and the area covered by the barrier expanded outward at a slow but steady pace.
Deeper into the realm, more Tzeentch Daemon of various forms emerged from the distorted void and joined the counterattack.
Although the Vanguard of the northern route was well-equipped and well-trained, it was no longer able to withstand the loss of orbital fire support and was facing an increasing number of demons.
They could barely hold the line and were completely unable to spare troops to support the southern route.
Everyone knew that if this Profane Barrier wasn't removed, Brevis was in grave danger.