Before Belona could speak, Mephistopheleston stopped.

Neither Belona nor her apprentice were Barals, and they had no duty to sacrifice for Barr.

The psionic energy applied to the apprentice was lifted, and a wave of psionic energy rippled through the room, and the think tanks were shocked to the wall.

These think tanks are all psionic beings among the Space Marines, and none of them have failed in those transformation surgeries, which shows how strong the psionic fluctuations that can shake them apart are.

The temperature in the room has dropped to the point of freezing.

The frost-covered apprentice got up from the ground, wiped the blood from his eyes and mouth, and looked at Belona: "I'm fine. ”

Belona breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for all you do for Barr." Mephistopheles stepped forward and patted the apprentice on the shoulder, then asked him what he was more concerned about: "What do you see?" ”

"A much larger bug." The apprentice struggled to remember and explain the insect's appearance to Mephiston.

Mephiston and the think tanks immediately understood that it was a tyrant, a peculiar tyrant.

Why did this tyrant hide in the wreckage of a crashed ship?

What is its strategic significance for the Zerg?

All sorts of questions were in Mephiston's mind, but they weren't the most important ones right now.

"Can you continue exploring?" Mephistopheles asked.

The apprentice didn't answer right away, he was a little tempted to refuse.

"He could." Belona said.

Mephiston felt that the relationship between the two was a bit delicate, but it was not easy to use psionic energy, so it was better to verify the psionic himself.

"I can." The apprentice nodded.

Think tanks are coming together again.

The Anglican priest who had followed General Duester's troops to Bar walked in from outside the room and smeared the ancient sage's grease on the floor.

The apprentice sat down on the grease and looked at Belona.

Priests carry incense sticks and wander around.

When the ceremony was ready again and the priest left the room, Belona nodded to her apprentice.

The apprentice nodded.

The psionic energy was applied to the apprentice, and he saw the situation on the battlefield again.

……

The uninterrupted decapitation operation outside the inner walls lasted for three days and three nights, and all the combat team did not sleep.

This kind of high-intensity, sleepless combat is very grinding.

The Burner didn't care, it had eaten up the energy of the stars before it came to Baal.

Iron men don't matter, they don't need to eat at all anyway.

As for the Space Marines, they are a little tired.

It's nothing just to fight without sleep for three days, but it's uncomfortable that there is no time to eat at all, because the liquid splashed when the insects around you are slashed or exploded are all virus-bearing, and you can't even pump a compound ration composed of carbohydrates and proteins.

The battle of the combat team was carried out somewhat hard, but all their efforts paid off.

As another Zerg tyrant was being strangled, a communication from the rear reached everyone's ears.

"Brothers."

"The bugs on this side of the inner wall are in complete chaos, and the inner wall defense forces can participate in the operation to reclaim the outer area at any time."

Everyone except Iron Man breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news, even the Burner.

During this time, the burners burned very quickly, but there were too many bugs, and there was no high-ranking person like the leader...... Or maybe there is, but it hasn't been discovered yet.

The Burner felt as if there was no end to this war, otherwise it would be better to know where the enemy's leader was and teleport over to kill it.

"Commander, you have to come back, I have something to report." Mephiston's voice rang out, this time encrypted communication.

"Wait until the battle is over." Dante was already a little tired, but chose to continue fighting.

Now that most of the biters besieging Angel Fortress have become chaotic, now is the time to counterattack and retake the perimeter of the fortress.

Dante decided that he should not be absent now, no matter what.

"Banish the swarm from the fortress." Dante said to the others.

As you can imagine, there will be a long battle ahead, but everyone is full of energy.

Fighting alongside Dante, the hero of the parent group, is not a good opportunity for anyone at any time.

……

The defenses on the inner walls are attacking in full force, scavenging all bugs and creatures like digesters along the way.

Dante's combat team continued the long and end-to-end decapitation campaign.

When the battle lasted for another five days, most of the swarms within the scope of the Angel Fortress were in chaos, and the subsequent swarms were slow to fill up.

While the Blood Slaves and the second and third companies of the various warbands were marching forward, the combat team led by Dante was finally able to stop and rest.

On the way back to the core area, the group rested for a while.

The Space Marines take off their helmets and eat.

No one celebrates the success of the battle, because now everyone's thought is to eat to replenish their strength.

Dante nibbled on a stick of carbohydrates and protein, his eyes swept over the Iron Men who had come to their aid.

There is something strange about these "people".

Dante recalls that during the battle, the robotic data craftsmen were as dull and cold as his mechanical warriors, and they didn't eat.

When the battle gets fierce, the data craftsmen can't find anyone.

When the battle becomes less intense, the data craftsmen come out of nowhere.

But the mechanics were already very strange, Dante didn't ask much, his eyes fell on the burner, took out a stick of food and handed it to him: "Replenish your strength." ”

It is conceivable that the burner does not need to eat, but it is a necessary etiquette, and it is the business of the burner whether to eat or not.

"Keep it, I don't need it." The Burner looked down at Dante and responded coldly, but also felt the kindness of this mortal.

The Burner looked into the distance and appeared on the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Flames fell on the heads of the swarm again.

Just like before, the Burner only needs a single attack to empty a large area of the Zerg, and now that the new Zerg is no longer coming, its attacks are more effective.

But such a powerful creature can't decide the outcome in a short time on the battlefield, which shows how huge the number of Zerg is.

"What exactly are we fighting against?"

Dante withdrew his gaze and lowered his head, looking worried.

The war was going too hard.

Many times the brave sons of the Father of Genes have been on the verge of destruction.

When exactly will this war end......

Dante was tired at the thought of this, and looked up at the sky of Baal.

The sun is harsh.

In the halo around the sun, the holy and handsome face of the father of genes seems to emerge.

Dante stared at the sky until Mephiston's voice rang out.

"Commander, I have something to report."

Dante's consciousness returned to reality, only to see that there was no sun or halo in sight at all, and the sky of Baal was still obscured by the swarm of biological warships and flying creatures.

"I'll go back now." Dante swallowed the last bite of food and sat down on the floor for two more breaths before putting on his mask and getting up.

(End of chapter)