Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #139 - Chapter 132 Ark of Omen vs. Gate of Steel

Mechanical parts were all over the ground, and death and misery were scattered everywhere in the imperial equipment. The orcs tied up the gear boys, counted the number of red robes, and then carefully recorded the list of “items”.

“Ten pounds, ten pounds, a hundred pounds, ten pounds, ten pounds…”

“Brother Mao, there are hundreds of them!”

“Snacks, snacks in the morning, Wuhu~”

The rough words of the orcs were splashed with saliva on the face of the Mechanicus priest or the data craftsman. Even though their mechanical faces didn’t care about those things, they could still feel the humiliation.

Ordinary ropes could not restrain them because of their strength. To save time, the orcs just used machetes to cut off all their mechanical legs and arms. Then those members of the Mechanicus, who were aloof like maggots, could lie on the ground like maggots. , with their red robes stained in the dust on the ground.

“Alien, Ohm Messiah, will punish me!” The emotional restraint equipment became uncertain due to shame. A data craftsman almost yelled those words, but there was special operations boy Green waiting for him. Thigh slap.

“Shut up, Gearboy, we’ve got work to do.”

The piston heart of Donglai Mechanicus felt what was called myocardial infarction. The damn heretic stretched out his legs and used a cutter to cut the iron sheet of Donglai’s star port.

“Heresy! Alien! I can’t, I can’t! His Om Messiah! The God of all opportunities!”

But the call of that guy couldn’t hinder the movement of the orcs at all. After the roar of those buzzing tools and sparks, the fine gold creations that the Mechanicus had carved out brick by brick were dismantled into a mess of scrap metal, and then The boys picked up the thing, hit it with hammers, and transformed it.

“Oh Messiah!” The Mechanicus bragged. They would rather die than see such a situation.

The once honorable Steel Gate has turned into a paradise for the orcs. They are not the Imperial Guard. In addition to the fact that the mission will line their own pockets, Marcato is very clear that the Iron Gate will cease to exist after that mission, and the orcs who get the food and scraps will thrive. Development, maybe he will eventually suffer retribution, the alien backlash, but the heresy is even more vicious.

War does not distinguish between loyalty or heresy, it smiles to the victor, and you can never decide, who will die, who will live, who will tell the story, and he can win. He knows that the stakes are high, and he needs to Be clear, everything you do is subject to historical judgment.

The three planetary engines were modified by the orcs, and the warships pushed eastward and slowly approached and merged. The tattered scrap metal and the modified shells were spliced ​​into a triangle, forming a terrifying war weapon with a size of a hundred kilometers in the incomparable void. The three The volcano cannons were connected in series with each other. The Adeptus Mechanicus could not believe that such a crazy and disgusting creation was gradually completed in front of them.

From the initial doubts and resistance to watching the heretical technology, their thirst for knowledge forced them to stop thinking about the prayers of the God of All Opportunities and choose to think about why the orcs could do that.

“A miracle, something like that…” The priest watched in disbelief as the pipes were connected in a state he couldn’t understand. It looked like the orcs were forging it by breaking them into pieces. However, he still didn’t know that the orcs had transformed them as a core. volcano cannon.

The catastrophe is approaching, heretics are ahead, the Ark of Omens roars, why do they want to build it here, death, what are they doing, death knows no loyalty or alienation.

The Mechanical Priest once said to himself that he was smart and untouchable, but he didn’t understand human nature, nor did he understand the greenskins. He had many thoughts, and those aliens broke his thoughts and made him emotional.

The volcano cannon completely fit together in the void, as if standing erected in the universe, holding up the heaven and earth, like a giant in Greek mythology, standing on the backbone of the world.

Its body is made of fine gold, its bones are made of ceramic steel, its shape is made of hundreds of refined iron, and its soul is made of polycrystalline. The restless machine soul makes even the Mechanicus, who best understand the God of Machines, tremble. The orcs shape the beast, Liberation, as if the killing weapon stood in the void.

One Eye looked at the surprised expression on the Gear Boy’s face, and became interested. His military boots stepped in front of him. “Why do I think I’m so smart?”

“If you have no respect in your heart, you will definitely be doomed.”

“Why are you surprised, as if you have never seen it before? Why are you surprised, as if I can’t do it?”

“I study every day, but I can’t do anything. I fight constantly and am obsessed with scriptures, but my achievements are not one ten thousandth of those orcs.”

retorted the priest. “Corruption and depravity are commonplace for him. The worst thing is tarnishing the classics. The void is getting out of control and the machine soul is in chaos. That’s why he is studying.”

“He swings the hammer and sparks fly, he perfects the circuit and the furnace ceases.”

“The great bell will ring 12 times, and your heresy will be dispelled!”

One Eye laughed. “Look at Ru Ming, it is not me who saves the empire, but their blasphemous machines. My scriptures are useless. Where is my God of all machines?”

The priest’s voice was full of waves. “He will not listen to my heretical remarks, he will not understand my heretical transformation, and they will not listen to me!”

“The big bell keeps ringing, 12 east, he must be extremely smart… extremely smart…!”

One-eye licked his lips. Xiami was indeed amused. His big green face was full of smiles. His thoughts could easily change a person. He was smart, scary, and deadly. Sometimes people even forgot that he was an enemy of the empire, but inheriting that name, he had Destined to have a fateful battle with Alan Bair.

the boy shouted. “It’s done, sir, you can launch it anytime, anywhere.”

“Well done, sergeant. I will remember that we all contributed. Now show me the green paws of our legs. Anyone with calluses can get a pound of cans after the matter is over.”

The boys raised their fingers high. Those aliens are not the Empire’s efforts. It’s ridiculous, but the Mechanicus is lying on the ground. Who can save mankind now? Who can tell the difference clearly? How about the east step?

Makato’s legs hold the power, and he is in a dilemma. He will win if he sacrifices, he will succeed if he fails, and he will not be understood for centuries. If he is asked to carry all the orders, the communicator in his legs will be the decisive device. He has become a giant, standing in the void, hindering heretics.

He is irresistible and cannot be feared. He is waiting. He is waiting. He needs someone to lay the foundation for the war, but he believes that someone will point the way for the heroic spirit of the empire. One day, one day, east of the Golden Throne will be There is his place.

He will do whatever it takes to continue that ancient empire for a long time. If they can lay a solid foundation in the second battle, they will shake the world, one day, another day.

In the void, in silence, in the darkness, in the battleship, the command point is there, the captain closes his eyes, singing what he heard from a certain staff officer.

“Maybe he won’t see glory in his lifetime, but he happily joined the battle. When future generations tell their stories, tomorrow night will be remembered from generation to generation.”

“He has seen miracles big and small. If a wildcat can succeed, then he can succeed too. To the Emperor, he flows through the land like water, passing down honor and life to me.”

“For the faithful will go on and on, they will go on and on, and they will never cease.”

The voice was not loud, echoing constantly in the dark ship. If they could not come back, if they did not succeed, the sacrifice or honor would all turn into mist. He hoped that if he did this, he would not let the empire fight bloody battles, and he would lose himself. The honor passed on to the east.

All hope lies in the august presence, in the Bordeleau, that loyal machine spirit, his partner.

Life is lost every minute, and they have no regrets. If they are dragged into hell by the gravity of the heretic’s ark, they hope that their information can be returned to their comrades before they die.

Everyone was engrossed, their expressions could not be seen clearly in the darkness, whether they were afraid or expecting, whether they were praying to the God Emperor, but they had no voice, and did not infect them with their emotions. They were just enjoying Ru Ming’s madness and danger, There is a great opportunity, and they are determined to seize that opportunity.

Didi, didi, didi, didi, didi, didi!

It’s moving, dark green. “Hurry up and record the target! Clear the flood!”

The captain dazzled almost instantly. “125832, 234619…88, Emperor!”

“They succeeded!”

“Start the engines, they’re going home!”

“No! Captain, they are too close. The gravity of the Heretic Ark is pulling on them, and it takes them five minutes to start the engine! They are already close to the atmosphere, and their defense guns will also detect them.”

“They’re finished!”

The engine roared and the pistons trembled. Bordeaux tried his best, hoping that his partner would survive and that the Imperial Navy would be unscathed. However, the evil power of the heretical Ark kept pulling at the souls of mortals, as if begging Bordeaux for help. All the mortals in Luo Zai will be buried with him!

The captain stood up. “Start the engines full speed, open the load, let all the pistons roar, the gravity of the Heretic Ark is lower than that of the normal world, they have a good chance, if the Emperor really bless them, if she (Boldero) really wants to help them. “

“Waterlegs, hoist the sails, get ready, go home, they will go home, the rough waves of void and heresy cannot kill them!”

The outer shell of the Bordero turned red in the atmosphere, and it was only tens of kilometers away from the ground. I want to know if it can stand up to a big thing that is a full 3 kilometers away!

Almost attached to the Ark of Heretics, the dark and lightless world is sleeping, those lonely ghosts, the illusion caused by the subspace are biting the outside of the ship, begging to peel off the skin of the loyalists inside, and those automatic cannons roar, protecting the void. The shield made waves.

A narrow escape? It’s almost like there is no life left. The captain is concentrating on managing the battleship everywhere. No trace of energy is wasted. All of it is poured into the engine, hoping that it can resume activities at the fastest speed and the fastest time.

But they were still pulled by the atmosphere and gravity to continuously charge towards the huge Heretic Ark, unable to recover.

Following the light generated by the falling high temperature, the captain once again saw that cruel and beautiful world before his death. In the dark clouds in the ship window, demons and ghosts shuttled among them, but the captain saw the golden throne, in which countless famous people The Imperial hero awaited him inside, and he smiled.

But a silver-haired woman flashed in his mind, she was Captain Han Xuan. She talked about expeditions and unrealistic words. She posted it on the bridge and called other battleships in the empire as sisters. The captain suddenly opened his eyes, and because of Bo Delero is also very young, she must not die…

As he listened to the roar of the ship, Bordreau also woke up. There was no problem with the battleship’s engine. The powerful Imperial creation could escape the atmosphere. They were saved!

“Pull up!”

However, he found that the crew members had been unconscious due to G-force overload and were lying on the ground. It would be better to say that he was the only one who was awake. He walked out of the command point and threw himself on the rudder of the ship as quickly as possible. With all his strength, the old man The body is pulling.

“Ahh! Oh the Empire! Oh the Emperor!”

A miracle happened. Under the pressure of G Lidong, who could not help anyone to wake up, the old captain used his own intelligence and will to pull the Bordeaux out of death, without the help of the machine spirit, or…

The battleship was moving crazily outside the atmosphere, completing an almost impossible maneuver. If such a huge thing could use its own capacity to escape gravity in the atmosphere, would it be…

And the heretical troops stationed there that day also vaguely saw the battleship being held up by a faint silver light before completing that crazy action…

Bordeleau returned to her ocean, in the void. The captain’s nose and eyes were filled with blood at the moment. The congestion made his head dizzy, and shouts kept coming from the communicator.

“Captain, Captain, where is Makato? How’s my situation?”

Marcato’s tone was urgent. If something happened to Bordero, he would not be able to tell Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bayer where his comrades had gone!

He also disappoints the heroes of the empire!

But the communicator answered. “He is fine. He has left the range of the Heretic Ark. With the blessing of the Emperor, that is a miracle.”

Marcato paused for a moment, then he answered. ‘Get ready, watch their victory, the heresy stops here, and there will be no change. “

He looked at the Ark in the distance, unscrupulously radiating his power and terrible corruption, and all the anger, sacrifice, victory, and honor in his heart were aroused.

“125832, 234619, 88, shoot! Alien!”

One Eye answered at this moment. “Why, Imperial Guard, I have it all, I have to give you more, do you understand?”

At this moment, Makato’s heart was half cold. He knew that the aliens could not be trusted, so he actually increased the pressure on the empire at this moment? Aren’t they satisfied with the asteroid that the three Forge Worlds worked hard to build?

“My damn heretic! Alien! My bastard green skin, I should die. Am I afraid of the Lieutenant Colonel?”

One-Eye laughed after hearing Makato’s curse. “How can Keke, he is far away from me, how can Keke threaten me?”

He is now completely out of the control of the Imperial Guard, and he does not believe that those staff officers and engineers can change anything. If he has the boss of countless boys, how can he be enslaved by humans…

Duyan suddenly felt a cold feeling behind his back. “Shoot, alien.” The voice was rough, the bronze legs and arms were thicker than his head, and a shotgun blaster was pressed against the one-eyed head. He looked back in disbelief, then, Catachan?

At this moment, all his personal guards were taken away. The Catachans took off their Eastern Staff Corps uniforms and wiped off the red powder on their bodies. Are greenskins so blind to humans? They are not good at recognizing humans, and Alan Bair also Having said that, he prefers the soldiers of the Skadi Regiment, especially Catachan, to protect him, but he will choose Stormtroopers only if they have a more demanding mission.

How can a normal staff control the orcs? Orcs are one foot taller than humans!

One Eye swallowed. “No, boss.”

He pressed the East button and adjusted the position. He had no intention of destroying the Ark in the first place, so he wanted to increase the stakes, but all his calculations failed. Boss Alan Bair was more terrifying than he imagined…

At this moment, the sharp volcanic cannon is shrinking like a sea-fixing needle, as if it wants to break through the sky… and bursts out to the core of the Ark of Omen!

I, the orc, am suffering again? (Catachan rolls up his sleeves)