Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Chapter 117 The Tyranids are coming soon? (Please order first~)

At this moment, Ron exploded.

The chicken thief's psychic beacon has emitted a signal, and the Tyranids are coming to the planet Urth to feast!

The huge swarm will devour everything.

It is said that any planet attacked by the Tyranids will eventually turn into a bare rocky sphere.

Even bacteria and archaea are absorbed along with the atmosphere.

It can be said that everything is eaten dry and wiped clean.

It's so big right from the start, how can you still play?

This wave is probably going to run away and go back to the subspace, guarding the golden toilet with the God-Emperor.

Ron's mind was racing, thinking of new coping strategies.

The only way I can think of now is to quickly find the chicken thief clan leader and cut him into eighteen pieces.

This cuts off the signal.

Then just pray.

Pray that the Tyranids don't pick up the signal, or switch targets after the signal disappears.

This is the only chance of survival.

But, there is no time...

Even if Ron immediately mobilized all the troops in the King's Court District, they would only be overwhelmed by the huge army of the Genestealer Cult.

Moreover, it will also disturb the leader of the chicken thieves, causing him to hide deeper and increase his protective power.

This makes it harder to kill it.

what to do?

Suddenly, Ron felt a strange feeling in his heart.

His spiritual energy sensed some vague information.

So, he sank into his mind and tried to find the source of this information.

Then, he was surprised to find that he had touched an extremely large psychic network.

In this psychic network, there are star-like points of light, and countless information flows together.

Each point of light represents an individual, and they are all controlled by the huge point of light at the source.

Ron realized that he was also in this psychic network.

However, the large psychic light point that represented him was located at the edge of the psychic network and had almost no connection with other light points.

"Is this a hive network of chicken thieves?"

Ron reacted and was immediately ecstatic.

Echoed!

Due to being parasitized by chicken thieves, Ron accidentally connected to their hive network.

Moreover, Ron's spiritual power derived from the little sun is even more advanced.

This not only freed him from the control of the hive network, but also gained considerable authority.

This authority is even slightly higher than other high-level chicken thieves, second only to the chief of the chicken thieves.

Of course, Ron didn't dare to use this authority in a big way.

If the leader of the chicken thieves discovers it, it will most likely deprive him of this authority.

He took the initiative to cut off contact and hid the light spots deeper.

However, this is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that Ron can use this authority to locate the leader of the chicken thieves.

He could vaguely sense that the leader of the chicken thieves was in this area!

Ron rushed towards the sensed location.

He must obtain the more specific location of the chicken thief clan leader as soon as possible in order to organize armed forces to conduct a raid.

But as soon as he set out, he received a message from the cellular network.

That was the order passed by the chicken thief bishop to the guards, asking them to catch an insect that disturbed the prayer ceremony.

Ron turned around and found the bishop standing on the anti-gravity preacher looking down at him.

Following the sight of the Chicken Thief Bishop, almost all Chicken Thief believers with obvious alien features turned their gazes over.

They looked unusually indifferent.

Facing countless cold gazes, he had goosebumps all over his body.

No, I was discovered!

Ron turned around and ran, but the Chicken Thief Guards appeared on the street in front of him.

Their bodies are extremely strong, their skin is purple, their foreheads are high, and they even have three to four arms.

Soon, these chicken thieves blocked his path and slashed at him with sharp blades.

Bang!

A strong psychic energy burst out and the shock wave spread, knocking all the chicken thieves down.

The chicken thieves quickly got up, but Ron was nowhere to be seen.

"Over there... chase!"

The leading chicken thief soldier bared his teeth, pointed to the underground pipe mouth not far away, and said vaguely.

The chicken thieves got into the underground pipes one after another and continued to pursue the target.

in underground pipes.

Ron holds a sharp blade stained with purple blood and evades the pursuit of chicken thieves in complex pipelines.

In fact, there are more chicken thieves in the pipeline, and this is their home field.

Fortunately, he was connected to the cellular network and could know the movements of the chicken thieves in advance.

Only then did he escape from their pursuit many times.

Of course, Ron's goal is not to escape capture, but to find the leader of the chicken thieves.

The direction he ran away was exactly where the chicken thieves clan's elder's nest was.

As he went deeper into the pipeline, the chicken thieves became more mutated and almost looked human.

They were on all fours, with protruding back heads and fanged tongues sticking out.

Completely alien looking.

Those should be hybrids of the chicken thieves generation.

This means that he is getting closer to the chicken thieves' lair.

Ron was thinking about it when suddenly a chicken thief roared and rushed from the darkness of the pipe.

He dodged the attack and stabbed the chicken thief in the chest.

But the chicken thief struggled, and his tongue with fangs shot out and pierced his eyes.

Buzz!

The chicken thief's sharp tongue got stuck and stayed in front of his eyes, unable to penetrate further.

"Chicken Thief, I am a beta-level omnipotent psyker..."

Of course, that is the level that Ron's body can barely reach.

This clone cannot carry such a huge psychic power.

But it's enough for him to deal with many emergencies.

Ron grabbed the chicken thief's pointed tongue and pulled out the tongue and the organ together with force.

Purple blood spurted out, and the chicken thief fell down, clutching his throat.

After dealing with the sneak attack chicken thieves, he frowned and looked into the distance.

There was a huge psychic aura there.

That aura should be emanating from the leader of the Chicken Thief Clan.

It is said that Alpha+ level psykers are extremely powerful and can accomplish anything through their own will.

They can split a dozens of meters tall Titan mecha in half, or summon an entire legion of high-level demons.

Due to their danger, the Inquisition usually executes Alpha+ psykers unless they are absolutely sure of capturing their target.

All in all, psykers are powerful.

I just don’t know what level the chicken thief clan leader has reached.

I hope it doesn't reach the Alpha level, otherwise it will be really doomed.

Roar!

The roars of the chicken thieves came from behind the pipe again, and more chicken thieves were catching up!

Ron continued to run forward, it was not enough just to know where the leader of the chicken thieves was.

He wanted to get closer and detect the terrain of the pipes around the chicken thieves' lair.

After running forward for a while, Ron suddenly stopped in front of the pipe mouth.

Boom!

The extremely heavy hammer hit the pipe wall against the tip of his nose, making the entire pipe buzz.

Two tall chicken thieves, the Abnormal Master, came out and blocked his way.

The Aberration Master possesses part of the genetic material personally given by the leader of the Chicken Thief clan, and is a large combat unit of the Chicken Thief.

The sledgehammers they use can even produce the effect of power axes, which is extremely terrifying.

Ron was stunned. He turned back and saw two aberration masters coming from behind.

His way was blocked.

"It seems that I can't pass this level..."

Ron sighed helplessly, as if accepting his fate.

Snapped!

Four big hammers came down, and Ron's psychic clone was instantly smashed into pulp.

…

Subspace, inside the space ship.

A majestic figure wearing thick golden power armor appeared, as if the Emperor was reincarnated.

Suddenly, the figure trembled.

"Damn, it feels terrible to be smashed to a pulp!"

Ron raised his left arm equipped with ferocious claws and scratched his head gently, and couldn't help but complain.

"Fortunately, the clone successfully completed the reconnaissance mission..."

His consciousness received the last psychic message from the clone——

The huge manhole is filled with densely packed chicken thieves and aliens.

And on the cold rusty iron throne deep in the manhole, there is a huge four-armed shadow.

The shadow exuded a powerful oppression, overlooking everything around it.

Ron sneered:

"Got you!"