Chapter 430: Chapter 182: The Terror of a Sixth-level Martial Artist, Completing the Hell-level Mission

"Looks like the intel was right. These bastards have formed a sizable force."

Nissan’s voice rang out in the team channel. His broadsword, wider than a door panel, was already in his hand, his tone laced with a hint of cruel excitement. "Perfect. Time to let ’Skullcrusher’ get a taste of blood."

"Stay alert,"

Captain Long Yu’s voice was gentle and steady as always. "According to the plan, we’ll cut in from the west and push straight through. We’ll clear out at least three outer strongholds before their elite fighters can react. Wen Muyun, you’re on left-flank support. Qin Feng, your spear style is grand and sweeping, fiercely powerful—you handle the right-wing assault. Nissan and I will take the center as the main point of attack. Move out!"

"Understood!"

"Roger!"

With three short, firm replies, four figures shot forward like arrows loosed from a bow.

Nissan took the lead. His lion-like frame exploded with a terrifying speed that belied his size. The door-panel of a broadsword in his hands whipped up a destructive metallic storm as he charged brutally into a group of Believers of Khorne who had just poured out of the fortress, screaming as they came.

"Skulls for the Blood God!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Believers roared fanatically. Most of their bodies had undergone crude and painful modifications, their muscles knotted and bulging, their eyes burning with a mad red light.

However, in the face of absolute power, their fanaticism seemed utterly laughable.

SCHLICK! SCHLICK!

Wherever Nissan’s broadsword passed, severed limbs and shattered organs flew through the air as foul-smelling blood splattered everywhere.

He was like a siege tank at full speed; not a single Believer could slow him for even a second.

Meanwhile, Long Yu’s figure followed like a phantom. The Long Saber in his hand seemed light, but every swing precisely sliced across the necks of the Believers trying to flank Nissan.

The cold gleam of his blade was silent, yet it reaped life after life, as elegant as a dance of death.

On their other side, Wen Muyun’s combat style was far more ferocious.

Her twin blades were as fast as lightning. Every clash unleashed a piercing sonic boom as she cleaved through her enemies, weapons and all.

As for Qin Feng, he executed the "assault" tactic Long Yu had assigned him to a T.

The "Koi-to-Dragon Transformation" Long Spear in his hands seemed to have truly become an enraged dragon soaring through a Sea of Blood.

He used no flashy techniques, only fusing the Will of the Heaven and Earth Spear with his Sovereign Will into a series of simple, direct, yet immensely powerful thrusts and sweeps.

BOOM!

A single sweep of his spear sent a shockwave blasting out. Three Fanatics in front of him, along with the crude Chainsaw Swords in their hands, were instantly blasted into a shower of gore by the terrifying force.

Facing an Elite Believer with a power axe lunging from the right, Qin Feng’s expression didn’t change. With a flick of his wrist, his spear shot out like a dragon!

Flowing Light Chasing Shadow!

An ultimate sharpness converged at the spear’s tip. Though he moved second, his strike landed first, precisely on the center of the Elite Believer’s brow.

The thrust not only pierced the man’s helmet but also vibrated his entire skull and spine into dust.

The four’s coordination was flawless. Like a hot knife through butter, they effortlessly tore through the first defensive line of the "Blood Saber" gang.

The Fanatics fell in droves, their blood staining the already dark-brown earth red.

However, just as they were about to breach the core area of the first fortress, a powerful presence, far exceeding that of an ordinary Believer and brimming with a Will of chaos and slaughter, erupted from the fortress’s depths!

"Careful! It’s an elite who’s mastered a Killing Technique!"

Long Yu warned in a low voice.

Before his voice had faded, a hulking figure smashed through a wall and appeared before them.

He stood nearly three meters tall, clad in a suit of cobbled-together heavy power armor. Most eye-catching of all was the giant War Axe in his hand, wreathed in crimson lightning.

"Intruders... die!"

He let out an inhuman roar, and his body flickered, leaving an afterimage in his place. In an instant, he appeared at the very front of the squad, targeting Nissan, the main point of their assault!

He raised his War Axe high. The air around them seemed to have been sucked away as a heart-stopping pressure descended.

That crimson lightning was not energy, but a physical manifestation born from a mixture of pure slaughtering Will and Mental Power!

A Fourth-level Killing Technique! And one he had already mastered the basics of!

Faced with this earth-shattering blow, a grave expression appeared for the first time on Nissan’s normally easy-going face. But he didn’t retreat. Instead, he let out a furious roar, gripped his broadsword with both hands, his muscles bulging as he prepared to meet the attack head-on.

But at that moment, a faster, more precise figure moved to block his path.

It was Long Yu!

"We’ll strike together. Better to be cautious."

Long Yu’s voice was calm, without a single ripple of emotion.

Facing the giant axe that could cleave mountains and crack stone, he thrust his Long Saber upward at an unbelievable angle. The very tip of his blade tapped lightly, precisely meeting the edge of the giant axe.

TING!

An exquisitely crisp sound rang out, completely different from the world-shaking collision they had imagined.

It was as if an indestructible force field existed at the tip of Long Yu’s blade.

The moment the berserk, blood-lightning-wreathed giant axe touched this field, all the strange phenomena vanished. Its furious power disappeared without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

Now!

Nissan seized the fleeting opportunity. The power he had been accumulating for so long erupted completely. His burly frame shot forward like a cannonball, closing the distance in an instant.