Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire - #140 - Chapter 133 In the name of the Red Angel, I beg you, ancient

Chapter 133 He has taken the name of the Red Angel and asks you, the ancient soul void war is over.

The beam of light passed through the entire void like a sharp star light piercing into the hearts of those heretics. The data explored by the loyalists of the empire made the attack accurate and deadly. Although the sizzling burning sound could not be transmitted through the void, the explosion and flames of the pitiful heretic warship were so beautiful that people lingered.

Frustrated by the death flames ignited by his loyal soldiers and the failure of the heretics, General Marcato screamed at the captain on the other side of the communicator. “Captain, did you see it?! Did you see it?!”

But the captain who escaped against the G force on the other side of the communicator was already lying unconscious in the driving seat. The Bordello also became tattered due to the burning of the atmosphere and the forced escape from the gravity circle. The warship that suffered so much accomplished countless great deeds, but that time was still one of the most dangerous things they had experienced.

But if we were to say their only misfortune, it was probably that they could not see the core of the Ark of Evil Omen bursting. The powerful psychic power burst out in the subspace, and those twisted and disgusting things set off a wave in the physical universe. The impact caused all the nearby alien warships to fail and be destroyed by electronic equipment due to the power.

The warships that were close to each other collided with each other, the communicators were completely ineffective, the heads of the psychics exploded, and the existence of souls vomited, but some Chaos Space Marines remained calm and deadly.

But the Imperial Guards were not aware of that situation. They also lost the power of the aurora due to the influence of that energy, and they could see the core of the terrible hell world being pierced by the beam in their eyes. The strong energy was enough to destroy all the powerful things they knew.

Such emotions could later turn into cheers, and they were very proud. “Emperor! No Empire!”

“Those damn heretics!”

“Hertics!”

No language can describe their feelings, so they become a little speechless, and start to talk nonsense. Don’t worry, it’s not that they have become heretics, nor is it Chaos filth, it’s just that the group of people are too happy.

But Marcato is still worried. First, he doesn’t know what the captain’s situation is. Second, the star map is now dark, and he doesn’t know how the remaining heretics are. Now without the help of the orcs, their troops are still weak. There are no warships in that star system. To be safe, they should put soldiers into the ground war to protect the low-Earth orbit and the forge world.

If nothing unexpected happens, in terms of attrition, those heretics will soon fall into the wind, but he is still wondering if he can take advantage of the victory now and eliminate all the living forces of the heretics at one time.

Opportunities are traps, victory is defeat, his soldiers have only six warships, but the enemy has dozens, the orcs have stopped talking, the Bordello is missing, and General Marcato has lost his backbone for a while.

He looked at the dark heretic warship in the distance. Just when everyone’s eyes were focused on the huge Ark of Evil Omen, his thoughts had already reached a farther place.

“Fight, adjutant, order all the remaining fleets to approach the remaining enemy forces and destroy those enemies!”

The adjutant knew the risk of doing so. Even if the Ark of Evil Omen had stopped, the war firepower in front was still there. Destroying the enemy meant that they were not only at a disadvantage in military strength, but also had to be suddenly surrounded…

But he was an adjutant and would not hesitate.

“The communication lines have all been opened and adjusted, and the auspicious instrument is restarting, but they can already attack, general.”

It must be said that the ever-victorious general always uses his intuition to make accurate actions. He does not need to win every battle, and does not need to do everything perfectly. He has, he needs to make a choice at the last minute, and choose, and repeat it again and again.

The real winner will be like a Valkyrie, with a beast-like sense of war.

But he is not the only one who is smart in command. The changes in the battlefield are like nightmares. In the Ark of Evil Omen, it only took a few minutes for Vengar to calm down from shock. He has seen all the deaths of his fighting brothers, so he is not afraid of too many accidents.

“Dimensional Blacksmith, how long will it take for them to restart the energy source and electronic equipment?”

Dimensional Blacksmith replied. “About an hour, the machine soul is silenced by the powerful energy, just like taking a powerful machine soul erasing bullet.”

(EMP. Pulse interference, at the end of the 40th millennium, people believed that such interference weapons could cause mechanical failure by attacking the machine soul)

Viengar replied. “Too slow, they must restart the weapon system first, the enemy is approaching, and the Imperial Guard will not miss that opportunity.”

“First of all, is their equipment completely inoperable?”

Dimensional Blacksmith nodded. “That’s right. All their equipment was destroyed by the strong spiritual impact, and the spiritualists died because of the noise. They don’t even have a navigator to take them back to the main force now.” Weingar thought, if the ordinary commander Coco had given up, he should have given up completely now that the Ark of Evil Omen was dead, the enemy was approaching, and the fleet had completely lost the spiritual communication and long-distance navigation capabilities. “Cancel the binding array, he asked to talk to the machine soul.” The old and mutated face of the Dimension Blacksmith was twisted in the answer. “No, brother, no, then the machine soul of the battleship has been bound for thousands of years, and the anger and resentment cannot be dissipated. If I see her, her strength is enough to kill me.” “They can’t lose me, the Red Pirates can’t lose you.”

“He was desperate. The fleet failed because of him. Huron gave him boundless power and power, but he messed up things. The blacksmith, I don’t understand, cooperated with the machine spirit to defeat their original plan and lead the way.”

The Dimensional Blacksmith still has fear and admiration for the machine soul. Only if he understands the world and the existence of machines so well can he be enlightened. In his eyes, Veengar is a stupid guy, but indeed, they want to continue War must communicate with machine spirits.

“Please follow him.”

Thick power armor stepped on the exterior of the battleship made of adamantine, and those filthy and evil dark creatures flashed in the darkened corridor, but for demigods, those things could be completely ignored, and whether they were physical The attack caused is not in its spirit.

On the contrary, those chaotic creatures would even be afraid of the two supermen in front of them. Subspace creatures did not exist like that. They bullied the weak and feared the strong. They would covet the souls of mortals, but they did not dare to have the slightest thought of the interstellar warriors.

The two giants walked through the filth and distortion. Without the protection of electronic equipment, the mortal cultists were torn apart and preyed on by the subspace creatures that existed there. Veengar saw those things and quickly realized that those things tasted If they find human flesh, they will actively attack humans in the East of Light.

He raised his chainsword and instantly killed the thing between a beast and a subspace demon with murderous intent and violent physical attacks. The sizzling flesh was scattered all over the ground.

“How merciful, brother.” Dimensional blacksmith commented.

Veengar wiped the blade from his legs, his eyes devoid of mercy. “It’s just that mortals have more uses than being eaten. Those damn subspace creatures are not worthy of tasting human flesh.”

From that point of view, whether they are traitors or Imperial Guardsmen, they all hope that humans can survive in that cruel void, even if they choose different paths, but are they all like Alan Bair? Clearly, in that world, only the Chaos Gods are absolutely wrong and cannot be trusted…

When they stepped into the location of the ritual that bound the soul, those chains, skulls, and flames used powerful spiritual power and terrifying rituals to bind the terrifying machine soul with structures that mortals could not understand.

Even for the traitors of Chaos, the souls in the space hulk are still uncertain, crazy, and twisted things. Are they the gathering souls of countless battleships, the crazy beasts synthesized by chaos in the subspace, the joyful souls in the chains? But the flames can’t physically manifest the machine soul.

“How powerful…” Wengar felt the spiritual flames emitted by the mechanical creation. His soul was as powerful as the shining stars. Even if he looked directly at the thing, his eyes would feel stinging.

“Blacksmith, untie part of him.”

The dimensional blacksmith swallowed. He raised his legs and recited those ancient and powerful spells. He swung his hammer and smashed his legs and arms.

“The gods have awakened, restrain your soul!”

Ding ding!

“Lord of Scarlet, call my soul!”

Ding ding ding!

“Awake, my servant!”

Sparks flew everywhere, as if cracking in a furnace of war. The temperature of the sparks alone was enough to melt fine gold. However, Weingar did not care and stepped forward. Outside the huge room, a huge flame of fifty meters was emitting at this moment. “sound”.

That’s not something created by his vocal cords, but his spirit. With a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, he has completely transformed into an intelligent soul, and the battleships in the Dark Ages may have AI, giving them human consciousness.

There is no male or female in his voice, no wrong or wrong, no good or bad, but there is that cruel, terrible, disgust and anger that is wrong to mold his intelligent life.

“Space Marine, why are you here? We bound his soul and manipulated his body. Now that he has been severely injured, we come here to ask for manipulation of his mind?”

Veengar yelled. “He is the former Red Angel, the adjutant of the Red Pirates! The servant of the Black Heart King, and the commander of the Star Claws!”

“He is a person gifted by the gods. He is not worthy to control me?”

Battleship Soul replied. “So what, he has seen human success, failure, expedition, betrayal, he has seen the twisted turbulence of subspace, he has seen the glory of the Eldar, he has seen the plans of the gods, and I have only survived a few years. A waste who has not known the honor of his ancestors for hundreds of years.”

“He is iron or not, I am flesh and blood, and they are incompatible.”

Veengar yelled. “They have lost, and the Empire is approaching. If I don’t help them, my battleships will be completely dismantled by the Empire, and my past will be turned into scrap metal and put into the forge. I will not think that my lingering body can resist the Imperial Guard. Or angels?”

Machine Soul changed his tone for the first time. “So what, I don’t want to be enslaved either. He wants death more than Luming.”

Veengar stretched out his leg. “They cooperate, I get killing and freedom, they get victory and revenge.”

“Let the flames surround and burn the world, the human empire is destroyed, and my machine soul and body can once again wander in the endless void.”

Machine Soul asked. “Why trust me?”

Weingal said. “He is a blood angel, he is a red pirate, he is not… a space warrior. He has sworn his honor, his future, his destiny, and his master.”

The machine soul was silent. After a moment, the huge space hulk was illuminated again. The machine soul’s powerful spiritual power and its own body control allowed the usable areas outside the huge hulk to activate again.

The roar, light, and subspace creatures entrenched in the battleship also retreated. The artillery can be used again, but without the Psychic engine, the battleship will temporarily lose its ability to move.

Veengar bowed. “Thank you, can you tell him my name? I’m so old, I should have.”

Machine Soul replied. “He is at odds with the empire. If I insist on calling him by his name, then just call him [Merovingian].”

Veengar nodded. “Merovingian, cheers to their cooperation, now, brother dimensional blacksmith, untie him.”

The dimensional blacksmith still hesitated. “Can…”

Veengar yelled. “Untie Merovingian!”

The dimensional blacksmith raised his hammer and smashed the remaining binding runes to pieces. In the void, the huge heretic ark suddenly shined brightly and fiercely, shining like a star. At this moment, he became more evil than Choi Qi. The Mega Ark is now more powerful and terrifying, and its machine soul has returned to its original position.

“His Emperor!” Makatoma shouted. “All loyal warships return to the Steel Gate!”

The violent Ke Liang, Hong Cannon, and the evil Ark Ke Liang are back. Those weapons are indestructible and terrifying, making it incomprehensible. The attacks with the anger of the machine soul will not even make the mortals in the battleships hit by their weapons feel sick. crazy.

At this moment, the Bordeaux was there, and the captain was still unconscious. He heard a beautiful female voice speaking in his dream. “Merovingian has awakened, and the machine spirit is roaring. Captain, wake up, wake up.”

The old captain opened his eyes instantly and touched his nose. The blood had dried up, leaving a sticky mark.

“What is he…doing?” But his mind was not clear, and he saw violent light spears hitting his shield, which sounded like General Makato’s cry.

“Come back, Bordero, come back, those heretics have restarted their equipment!”

The captain immediately got up and slapped the unconscious crew members awake. “Asshole! He is better than us, now hurry up and sail!”

Those ignorant navy members suddenly woke up when they saw the light spear grazing the shield. They had seen that scene countless times and analyzed the situation in just an instant. “Right full rudder, return to the Steel Gate!”

The Bordero’s engine roared, moving rapidly forward in the void, approaching the steel gate of the empire.

At the same time, most of the empire’s warships also retreated to the safe zone. At this moment, the traitors and loyalists insisted. The traitors were unable to initiate a subspace voyage to retreat or leave. They also had few warships left, and they did not dare to challenge the still-terrifying Steel. Door.

But the Imperial Guard cannot get close to the firing range of the Ark of Omen. With such suffocating persistence, the Imperial Guard can believe that the traitors will give up the attack because they have no supplies, or that the follow-up troops of the Red Pirates will come.

But Marcato still stressed in the communicator. “They won, they were outnumbered, the enemy had something so terrible, but they still won, the Emperor bless him, he had requested new supplies, they rested, feasted in front of the heretics, think about it , those heretics are now trapped in the hulk, without food, haha!”

The captain was now back in communication range and nodded in reply. “Yes, he can provide wine!”

Marcato said. “I’m back? Hero!”

the captain replied. “He is not a hero, Bordeleau is…”

Marcato replied. “Here we go again, our navy is always like that, okay, let’s cheers to the Bordeaux!”

The tens of thousands of people left in the entire Astra Militarum shouted. “Cheers to the Bordeleau!”

And in the void, there seemed to be a graceful red-haired woman flashing by, raising a glass of wine to the remaining troops of the Imperial Astra Militarum…

In the dark universe of the East, survival or failure, whether the traitors occupy this area or the victory of the Imperial Guard, everything is certain.

Weingal said as he looked at the stockpiles in the warehouse. “Dimensional blacksmiths, prepare the assault ships. They form a Space Marine force that does not require supplies, then bypass the Iron Gate and attack the forge world directly.”

Dimensional blacksmith said. “Do they have to ask for it, why can’t ordinary people work so hard?”

Vengar looked at the Astra Militarum and the Iron Gate in the distance. “Yes, if they want to win, they must let the mortals wholeheartedly…”

A new bloody storm is about to begin, plunder, death, and darkness. In that universe, there will never be a theme song, it will not stop, it will not stop…

He seems to have written Zhonggu and 40,000 together…