Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The power claws, heavy armor, and scarred green skin all vanished within that wall of light.

Within the confined space of a deck, the destructive range of a shock wave extends far beyond 500 meters in an open area.

Reflection, superposition, and resonance cause the heat waves to bounce back and forth in the channel, like a red-hot iron broom sweeping across every corner.

The area within two kilometers of the deck was completely purified.

There's nothing left.

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Chapter 40 First Enhancement

After the explosion.

The overheated metal structure could not withstand its own weight and began to collapse.

Tens of thousands of tons of metal debris, still warm from impact, crashed down, piercing the space below and sending up mushroom-shaped columns of scorching smoke and dust.

The shockwaves from the collapse propagated in all directions along the metal frame of the wrecked ship.

The horizontal distance from the explosion center is 47 kilometers.

The location of the twelfth deck vertically downwards.

In a dark, enormous domed space, a dozen tall figures dressed in dark power armor were sitting around a round conference table made of bones and metal.

Their power armor was covered in scars and eight-pointed stars, snakes coiled around skulls, and upside-down Imperial Eagles.

Chaos Rebel Space Marine.

Night Lord Valentine, commander of the remnants of the rebel warband, was examining the tactical holographic projection in front of him.

The projection shows a cross-sectional view of the internal structure of this derelict spaceship, marked with large blank areas that have not been explored.

A dull tremor ran through the metal floor beneath my feet.

Everyone looked up at the same time.

The vibration lasted only about three seconds before decaying into a low, structural hum.

Several loose metal panels on the dome ceiling fell off due to the vibrations, hitting the ground with a crisp thud.

"Those green-skinned ones again."

A Chaos Warrior equipped with a mechanical arm scoffed dismissively: "Still going crazy towards the power core area."

Valentine tilted his head, as if trying to capture the remaining information in the vibration with some kind of perception that transcends physical hearing.

"That wasn't the Green Soldier's explosion."

"The frequency is wrong. The shockwaves created by the Greenskin's death gun and explosives are scattered and irregular. This time it's a single, extremely concentrated release of thermal energy."

"Human weapons?"

The robotic arm warrior frowned, his brows covered in scars: "But all the humans around here were wiped out by the greenskins and bugs long ago."

"But their weapons are still intact."

Another soldier said, "Those green-skinned tech geeks put everything in their mouths. Maybe some idiot picked up an Imperial molten bomb, slapped his forehead, and pressed the button."

Several Chaos Warriors let out low chuckles.

The dome space returned to silence.

stronghold.

Through the telepathic connection, Lawson watched the last image transmitted from the direction of the deep deck: a pure white light, followed by the silence of all the assassins' signals disappearing simultaneously.

Then, the profit settlement began.

The molten metal bomb's kill radius covered the entire deck area.

All life in that space, whether demons, orcs, or other creatures that happened to be wandering nearby, was wiped out in the explosion.

The numbers on the system panel were jumping at an almost manic pace.

[Subspace Energy +12]

[Subspace Energy +12]

[Subspace Energy +12]

[Life Points +7]

[Subspace Energy +120].

[Life Points +25].

[Subspace Energy +12]

[Life Points +7]

The digital waterfall lasted for nearly thirty seconds before gradually subsiding.

After all the calculations were completed, Lawson turned his attention to the final numbers.

Total Life Points Reserve: 12247.

[Total subspace energy reserves: 9389 points.]

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

The benefits of subspace energy far exceeded his expectations.

There was an unexpected bonus in his earnings.

[Biomass +150.]

This number made Lawson think for a few seconds.

Based on previous experience, a hybrid of gene stealers provides thirteen biomass points, while a purebred provides thirty.

It is roughly equivalent to eleven hybrids, or five purebloods, or some kind of mixed organization.

They were most likely a reconnaissance squad of gene-stealers who lurked around and watched the battle between orcs and demons.

The patriarch's psionic network needs frontline observation nodes to gather intelligence, and those hybrids are the patriarch's eyes.

They thought they were well hidden.

However, no alien can escape the IX-Sigma-Omega class molten metal bomb's kill radius, which expands fivefold within a confined space.

Lawson closed the settlement window expressionlessly.

All 31 suicide soldiers perished in battle.

They received over nine thousand points of subspace energy and twelve thousand life points in return.

Lawson stood up from the top of the gantry crane.

His gaze swept over the 71 assassins on duty throughout the stronghold.

"The state of alert remains unchanged."

"Continue to lay traps along all patrol routes. Do not lower the combat readiness level without my order."

Then he walked deeper into the stronghold, to the four-square-meter space he had isolated for himself.

This four-square-meter space is the only place where Lawson allows himself to be alone.

Lawson sat on the cold metal floor, leaning against the armored wall, and brought up the system panel.

Cost: 1000 points of subspace energy.

Effect: Genetic foundation is boosted, and overall physical fitness is improved by 100%.

Lawson did not hesitate at all regarding the threshold price of 1,000 points.

Three hours ago, a thousand points of subspace energy was an astronomical figure for him, when his total reserves were a paltry two points.

[Genetic Baseline Leap: Initial Stage]

[Consuming subspace energy: 1000 points...]

[Injection begins.]

The subspace energy injected by the system—pure life-origin energy that has been completely purified and stripped of all chaotic pollution and berserk factors—is scanning, optimizing, and rewriting Lawson's entire genome base by base pair, using the DNA double helix as a blueprint.

The power of chaos is like a madman hammering at the gene chain, sometimes creating a monster, sometimes a fly-man, and most of the time creating an indescribable mass of flesh and blood.

The system's enhancement is precise and purposeful.

It is as if an emperor did in an ancient Himalayan laboratory, with the precision and patience of a creator, weaving the energy containing the primordial life force of the universe into the deepest structure of the body, thread by thread.

The emperor used similar materials to create twenty proto-embryos.

Those embryos later grew into demigods who commanded millions of space warriors.

Of course, Lawson is not the Primarch.

But the direction is right, and the path is right.

Muscle fibers are reorganizing, and the density of myofibrils has nearly doubled, but the flexibility of each fiber has actually increased.

This means that muscles of the same volume can output twice the force while maintaining or even exceeding their original flexibility and explosive speed.

The skeleton is being remodeled, bone density is increasing at a perceptible rate, and the microstructure of the trabeculae has changed from the original honeycomb structure to a denser, interwoven structure.

As hardness increases, toughness also improves simultaneously.

Even if such bones are subjected to impact forces several times greater than the normal fracture threshold, they will only bend and not break.

The nervous system is being upgraded; the conduction speed of the synaptic cleft has nearly doubled, and the transmission time of signals from the cerebral cortex to the fingertips has been shortened from about 0.15 seconds in a normal person to less than 0.08 seconds.

This means his reaction speed has almost doubled.

The cardiopulmonary system is evolving, with thickening of the myocardial wall, expansion of ventricular volume, and a significant increase in stroke volume.

The number of alveoli increases, and the efficiency of gas exchange doubles.

His current aerobic endurance is sufficient to sustain him for several hours of high-intensity close combat without significant physical decline.

The metabolic system is being optimized, digestion and absorption efficiency is improving, and energy conversion rate is increasing.