But strangely enough, Tzeentch's avatar did not make any physical movements or transmit any Psychic Power signals to reveal any changes in his emotions.
But Lynn clearly sensed that surging emotion within the Tzeentch body.
It was as if His thoughts were directly spilling out into this Warp environment, and were directly captured by Lynn at this moment had an inexplicable connection with the Warp.
"Don't come any closer, Rena! Please!"
Lynn's heart was instantly overwhelmed by utter despair. He screamed with all his might, and his mental link tried its best to convey his emotions.
He conveyed all his warnings and pleas to the approaching purple dragon shadow.
This is a trap!
Tzeentch deliberately slowed the descent of the giant hand not because he lacked strength, but to lure Rena!
Even the gradual increase in the intensity of his attacks was merely a way to put pressure on Rena step by step.
At this moment, Rena's rationality had been completely consumed by her obsession with saving Lynn.
She was like a runaway high-speed train that had completely lost its brakes, recklessly disregarding everything, with only one destination in her mind.
He stood in front of Lynn.
All the pros and cons, all the considerations for their own safety, were thrown to the back of their minds.
The Dragon of Frost's massive body, wreathed in scorching, ocean-boiling Psychic Power, broke through the shattered fragments of space and charged straight toward the location of Tzeentch's avatar.
The scene could even be described as lavish, but in Lynn's eyes, it was nothing but a desperate, moth-to-a-flame situation.
Seeing Rena rushing towards him without regard for anything, the giant hand descending from above suddenly stopped, ceasing its suppression of Lynn.
Tzeentch's avatar's entire attention was now focused on the rapidly approaching Dragon of Frost.
This is the moment He has been waiting for.
For Tzeentch, Lynn was certainly a valuable experimental subject.
A human capable of establishing a special pact with the Tyranids is inherently of immense research value.
But Rena, this high-ranking Tyranids individual who was torn from the web of the Hive Mind and possesses a complete and independent self-awareness, is even more valuable than Lynn.
Tzeentch sifted through countless possibilities, across countless timelines.
The node units of the Tyranids will always be extensions of the Hive Mind, and can never give birth to such a complete and independent personality.
He had deduced and conjectured countless times that such a miracle could not have originated solely from Lynn.
Rena herself must be a unique existence, one of a kind in the entire universe!
Lynn and Rena, these two individuals.
For the cunning god who manipulates fate and thirsts to explore all possibilities, these are treasures that cannot be let go.
Tzeentch transformed into the remaining single wing, which no longer maintained its wing form.
They ceased their entanglement and transformed once more into thousands upon thousands of thick, writhing Psychic Power filled with eerie eyes.
He clasped his hands together, and countless tentacles darted through the air, entwining and intertwining.
In the blink of an eye, a magnificent Psychic Power net, brimming with Chaos power, was woven into shape in the void.
Rena had no time to change her momentum, and her entire body, burning with purple Psychic Power Dragon of Frost, crashed heavily into the large net!
That torrent of peak Psychic Power, powerful enough to ignite the entire local space, touched the Psychic Power net the instant it made contact.
Like a volcano whose bottle opening has been plugged, it instantly went silent.
The violent Psychic Power shockwaves were firmly bound and absorbed by the large net, unable to spread even a fraction further.
Lynn's heart suddenly clenched.
He finally understood where Tzeentch's confidence came from.
The core essence of the Shadow in the Warp's abilities lies in isolating and shielding the Warp, leaving Chaos nowhere to land. This is what Tzeentch truly fears.
But now, in order to save people, Rena has voluntarily given up maintaining the strongest form of the Shadow in the Warp and instead released this peak concentration of Psychic Power, which is being released outwards without restraint.
Tzeentch himself is one of the embodiments of Warp Psychic Power.
Manipulating, binding, and analyzing Psychic Power are His specialties.
When it comes to mastery of Psychic Power, He considers Himself to be firmly among the top two in the entire Warp.
The raging Psychic Power flames still burned fiercely on Rena's body, but the Dragon of Frost, bound layer by layer by the tentacled net, was rapidly losing power.
Lynn stared wide-eyed at the horrifying scene before him.
It wasn't just the Dragon of Frost's body that was losing its Psychic Power; the surging psionic flames on its surface were being gradually drained and extinguished by that eerie net.
Something even more terrifying is happening.
Under the entanglement and erosion of countless tentacles of the Psychic Power network, Rena's independent consciousness is gradually melting away and fading.
It's not just her physical energy that's being plundered; the vast net woven by Tzeentch is directly grabbing, tearing, and devouring Rena's soul.
Within the Dragon of Frost's enormous eyes, the unique spiritual light belonging to Rena was visibly dimming, bit by bit.
Rena's massive body struggled frantically in the net, her dragon claws tearing at the entangled tentacles, her dragon tail lashing outwards, and waves of Psychic Power rippled continuously.
But each struggle only tightens the Psychic Power net, drawing souls out even faster.
" Rena!!!"
Lynn's eyes were bloodshot, and a chilling despair swept over his entire being.
He disregarded the fact that his body had not yet fully adapted to the burden of the physical reconstruction and ignored the tearing warnings that kept echoing within him.
The Power Armour emitted a piercing metallic hiss as it charged recklessly toward the Dragon of Frost trapped by the Psychic Power net.
Before he could get very far, a thin Psychic Power barrier appeared out of thin air and slammed into Lynn's Power Armour chest.
"Bang!"
The violent impact sent Lynn flying backward, crashing heavily onto a piece of floating debris.
The metal armor shell was dented in several places, and alarms were blaring wildly inside the helmet.
He struggled to get up, his bones throbbing with excruciating pain.
Looking up, Psychic Power, the Dragon of Frost's struggles were gradually diminishing.
Rena's soul is being slowly devoured by Tzeentch.
Within the Warp layer, the avatar of the god of mischief let out a silent, smug laugh.
Thousands of eyes flashed with a cunning and ecstatic blue light.
His long-planned prey has all fallen into the net.