His Brain Was Broken

Xiao Ning, who won the hunt, did not immediately return to her original body.

She began to regain control of the Tyranids, then devoured the biomass on the battlefield with maximum efficiency.

The war between her and the Great Devourer was extremely costly for the entire Tyranids fleet.

Although she disliked the Tyranids's physical form, she needed these biomasses for the time being.

Only when her power is great enough can she complete the hunt.

Only in that way can one's own creator truly become one's own.

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield, the Primarch's Allied Forces felt a strange pressure.

The once chaotic and disorderly Tyranids began to regain their order and uniformity.

However, the Tyranids nowadays focus more on devouring.

It's not just about devouring the remaining biomass on the battlefield.

They are devouring each other.

"It seems the battle between Xiao Ning and the Great Devourer has entered a fierce stage."

"Otherwise, this kind of 'breeding poison' warfare tactic wouldn't have emerged."

The Night Haunter saw it clearly: this was to devour all the weak individuals and turn them into nourishment for the Tyranids.

"We absolutely cannot let them do that. Nobody knows what kind of monster this self-destructive, 'breeding with poison' approach will ultimately produce."

"We must eliminate the Tyranids's manpower as quickly as possible!"

After hearing Lion El'Jonson's analysis, Angron made a decision.

"Notify all Imperium of Man forces to withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible. I'm only giving them three hours."

Although a portion of the Tyranids fleet has been destroyed, the remaining number is still enormous.

The entire Hive Fleet needs time to complete its breeding-like cultivation process, and this gap is the best opportunity for the Imperium of Man to retreat.

"What are you up to?"

I plan to clean up the battlefield.

Upon hearing Angron's answer, Lion El'Jonson instinctively thought of something.

"You want to use Supernova? Are you crazy?"

"What else can we do? Only the power of Supernova explosion can reduce the biomass of the Hive Fleet to the greatest extent possible."

"But..."

"No buts, Lion El'Jonson. If you were standing in front of him 30K era, he would definitely agree with my strategy."

Even if I became younger, I still wouldn't agree to your plan!

"Lion El'Jonson from the two worlds has two different ways of thinking, but your ideas are too outdated and your mentality is too weak."

All the Primarch of the 30K era underwent numerous changes due to Han Mingxuan's existence.

Their war doctrine has undergone a radical overhaul.

Compared to the Primarch of the 40K era, they were more radical.

"No, there must be a better way, like Micro-Exterminatus?"

Lion El'Jonson thought of that Micro-Exterminatus.

If Micro-Exterminatus is deployed to the battlefield, there will be more time for evacuation; otherwise, some people will have to sacrifice themselves.

Now, both Mortals troops and Space Marines have penetrated too deeply into the battlefield.

Any casualties would be a major blow to the current Imperium.

This battlefield has already gathered more than 70% of the Imperium of Man's forces.

They were prepared for their manpower to be wiped out, but not on a large scale at the hands of their own people.

"Micro-Exterminatus are not very effective."

"Our current priority is to inflict maximum damage in the shortest amount of time."

"That's insane, Angron!"

"War can be about tactics, but what we're doing now is clearing the battlefield, and clearing the battlefield requires efficiency!"

Angron had no intention of saying much to the Lion of this era; he directly activated the Supernova program.

"Wait a minute, Angron has sent a message."

"Communication?"

If we're talking about who Angron can really communicate with right now, it's only the Night Haunter.

Angron originally had another option: to become the Lord of Drakes of this world.

But there's nothing I can do; I've committed so many evil deeds in this world.

Furthermore, the Lord of Drakes' sanity had already been fractured due to the torment inflicted by the Night Haunter.

After much deliberation, he ultimately decided that he could only communicate with the Night Haunter.

"This is the Imperial Fists Phalanx. Our support has arrived. Please provide instructions."

"You're too late, Scions of Dorn. The main objectives of the war have been achieved; now it's time to clean up the battlefield."

The Flagship Officer of the Phalanx sensed the dissatisfaction in the Lion's tone.

However, he believed that the Lion's dissatisfaction would soon vanish.

"Your Lion, if you wish to clean up the battlefield, please leave it to us."

"You'd better come up with a workable solution, or you can just wait for the sun to explode."

"Of course, Lion."

Then all the Primarch saw the Phalanx enter the battlefield.

Once on the battlefield, the Phalanx began targeted eliminations with extremely high efficiency.

What's going on?

"Reporting to Lion, this is the Gene-Locked Annihilation System aboard the Phalanx."

"Before coming here, we had already entered the genetic data of all human allies in this war."

Upon hearing the message from the Phalanx, the Lion breathed a sigh of relief.

At least we don't have to blow up the sun to clean up the mess.

"Very well, so, how long will it take the Phalanx to clear the entire battlefield?"

"Reporting, sir, the Phalanx, in conjunction with the Gloriana-class Battleship group, can wipe out all the Tyranids on the entire battlefield within three standard days."

"The Gloriana-class Battleship group?"

Lion El'Jonson thought he had misheard.

"Yes, sir, with the help of the Chancellor and the Lord of Drakes, the Phalanx has been able to repair itself and fully activate."

"In order to repair the Phalanx as quickly as possible, Imperial Fists cleared several large Space Hulk from the nearby battlefield."

"Fortunately, while clearing out the spaceships, we obtained several intact Gloriana-class Battleships."

"The vast majority of them come from the Great Crusade period."

They've become rich.

This was the only thought in the Lion's mind.

They became rich inexplicably.

It's important to understand that since the end of the Horus Heresy, the Imperium has had extremely limited resources at its disposal.

Even if resources could be mobilized, the Imperium's bloated administrative system would stall them halfway through.

Furthermore, the loss of relevant technologies made the construction of the Gloriana-class Battleships virtually impossible.

Unexpectedly, several more Gloriana-class Battleships have suddenly appeared in the entire Imperium.

"Very good, let's begin cleaning."

"Clear."

"Also, note the individual human female; I will send you relevant information in the form of a combat briefing."

"Yes!"

Once a better solution for cleaning up the battlefield was found, Lion El'Jonson began to seriously examine this suddenly appearing brother.

It seems your efficient cleanup plan won't be needed for now.

"Hey, hey, Lion El'Jonson, there's no need to be so angry with me. After all, nobody knew the Phalanx could be repaired," Angron said.

Finding the best alternative is certainly a good thing, after all, Angron isn't a bloodthirsty person.

"Then I must thank you for your kindness, Angel of Red Sand."

Angron did not respond directly to Lion El'Jonson; instead, he inquired about the Night Haunter via communications.

"Night Haunter, why is Lion El'Jonson in the 40K era just as hot-tempered as he was in the 30K era?"

"Who knows? Maybe someone disturbed our Warmaster's sweet dreams; he's grumpy when he wakes up."

"That's certainly possible."

Upon hearing this, Lion El'Jonson in the channel immediately became displeased.

It's one thing to talk badly about someone behind their back, but these two even said it publicly on the channel.

What's with the talk of Warmaster?

Doesn't that old Lion have any pride?

"Enough, you two traitors!"

Upon hearing this, Sanguinius couldn't help but put one hand to his forehead.

Oh no, Lion El'Jonson must have slept too long and messed up his brain. How could he say something like that?

Even the Night Haunter Angron were surprised that Lion El'Jonson would say such a thing.

"Old man, it seems you want to spar with me," the Night Haunter said coldly.

"Hmph! I'm ready anytime!"