VOICE OF THE CONQUEROR Forsythe reeled back into the missile's instrument room, his skull torn with blinding pain. Sight and hearing had been destroyed in those few seconds. He was only a shell of a man, life deserting him in the half minute that ensued. He did not even detect the further frightful explosions that burst around him, even though his dying body registered their shock. Such were the radiations they generated they pierced right through the insulation of his spacesuit, but they did not affect the missile in which he lay even though it rocked under the soundless impacts. Forsythe died not knowing what had destroyed him...FIRST WORLD BOOK PUBLICATION OF JOHN RUSSELL FEARN'S MOST UNUSUAL SCIENCE FICTION NOVEL