Chapter 162: Subdue the Dragon Machine, the War Ends (Please Order)

Chapter 161: Surrender the dragon machine, the war is over (please order)

"We have to find a way to stop him!"

Suddenly, Sanguinius frowned and spoke.

"Um?"

Azkelon was startled by his mother's sudden words, and he didn't react for a moment.

"How to stop him?" the chief commander of the Holy Blood Guard said, "This is a Titan, and the weapons in our hands cannot harm it at all."

"No……"

Sanguinius shook his head, "Even a Titan, as long as we can find its weakness, we can paralyze it."

"Is that what you want?"

A crazy idea appeared in Azkelon's mind, making him break out in a cold sweat.

In the next moment, his suspicion was confirmed.

It opened its bloody mouth and struggled violently.

Some self-disciplined machines used for defense and repair were also knocked away by the Holy Titan with the dyed red blade.

The dark red flame burns, and the energy it generates flows along the pipeline to all parts of the body.

The Blood Angels ended their retreat and slowly transferred under the battlefield, flying in the direction the angels left.

But even so, in just a few minutes of flight.

Like a shooting star, it jumped down from the mountain, streaked across the dark sky, and rushed towards the battlefield between the Titans.

Then you will realize that the damage caused by a war machine like the Dragon Machine is not that terrifying and exaggerated.

If a war machine like that that can single-handedly destroy an entire Weaving Dragon Machine Legion can be used by your Fourth Legion...

boom!

But even so.

Our bodies, which we originally wanted to grow to the theoretical limit, were forced to take a step back in growth due to the stimulation of drugs and hormones. Our minds were reshaped, and various artificial organs were stuffed into our chests, not to mention the most important thing. gene seeds.

boom!

These favorable circumstances, which were enough to kill mortals and even Astartes, had only a slight impact on Saint Xie Rongyao.

first.

You are not born with that kind of power.

Azkelon and Radolon.

In the subtle mechanical sound, the fire control system unlocked the Holy Titan.

The Holy Titan had a look of shock on his face.

His small body fell to the ground, violent tremors spread to hundreds of miles around, and the dark red light emitted from his eyes quickly disappeared like dry coals.

You will find the Titan's location deep in the battlefield.

The Holy Titan opened his hands.

That part of the energy was emitted in the form of an arcane torrent, which was too weak to destroy the warship's ceramic armor.

Its reflection in the subspace is like a ball of ice-hot, pitch-white flames.

The titan, who was still mighty just now, was paralyzed by a willing roar.

The Holy Titan has not yet set foot in the depths of the battlefield.

Many of the things forged by that brother can be explained retroactively using pure science.

The ten masters and spirits are hiding in the fog of war like a magic mountain. Our bodies are small and terrifying. In the silence, we exude a Xiangxiang aura that is completely the same as Xiangxiang Longji. The auspicious device and radar warning device installed under Xie Rong quickly discovered the Holy Titan falling from the sky.

As time passed, the flames were suppressed.

Saint Xie Rongyao spread her wings.

Roar!

The Xie Rongyao Spear was forged by the Fire Dragon Lord Wokan himself.

The Holy Titan arrived at the location of his target.

Buzz!

When Saint Xie Rongyao tried to touch the flame with her spiritual power——

In a conventional war, just one Spirit is enough to conquer a planet. The spiritual mist that surrounds it cannot only hide the Dragon Machine's small body in it, but can also trap the enemy in it. There is a restless fear out of which any thought of resistance can arise.

In the pit, thick white smoke rose into the sky, and there was a pungent smell outside.

Moments ago, the cubes fell to the ground.

What you see.

It was Qin Shuo, the Heavenly Master of the Second Legion, who spoke and broke the silence.

The space around it is constantly collapsing.

"Angels are good at everything, but sometimes they are not very obedient." Arcana patted Qin Shuo on the shoulder and said in a joking tone.

Saint Xie Rongyao closed the flame with her backhand.

When retreating from the real universe into subspace.

Just find a way to separate the Titan's energy core from my body.

Wow!

It was a dark red flame about the size of a human head.

The bad thing is that the Holy Titan himself has even weaker psychic powers.

"found it!"

But the Holy Titan hadn't yet used the Spear of Gilles to slit the Abominable Machine's throat.

The flame had no obvious repelling effect on the subspace. Before it was freed from the restraints, the fiercely burning torch almost scorched the angel's feathers. The ice under the ground also disappeared quietly. The two were completely different. Opposing forces are in a stalemate.

A moment ago.

The Holy Titan used the Spear of Gilles to blast a gap in his back.

Your spiritual energy is burned by the flames, and you feel dizzy outside your head.

Amidst the roar of the engine, the bloody storm bird appeared in the sky below the legion.

Those effects were insignificant, and they could be healed a few moments ago.

The battlefield was surrounded by gray-white mist, all of which was formed by spiritual energy.

The thick smoke is filled with highly toxic compounds formed before full combustion, and radiation waves formed before the explosion of cold nuclear weapons.

Crack!

And in order to have such a weak vitality, each of your descendants has paid a huge price.

The Holy Energy Titan has the ability to sense and touch the soul.

"That..."

The spirit Xie Rongyao in the Omen Order had not disappeared at that time, and the spiritual mist under the battlefield was gradually disappearing.

"What else can we do? Call for air support quickly." La Shaolong reacted slowly and gave orders.

...

"Not now!"

In the midst of thinking.

Even behind the original body, he was as weak as a child who had not fully developed.

When the weather was right.

The spiritual power of the Holy Energy Titan turned into two feathers, one white and one white, and fell heavily under the fire, surrounding and sealing it in a continuous rotation.

Even the disciplined and iron-willed Astartes could not help but sigh when they saw the huge metal dragon crawling on the ground.

You release your psychic power with reservation.

In order to master that power, we still need to undergo long-term rigorous training.

"Notify the Dragon Machine Corps and the Low Earth Orbit Fleet and order us to temporarily stop any attack attempts on Titan."

Even against purely mechanical structures like the Randan Mechanical Overlord and the Autonomous War Weapon.

The flame was very quiet, but the power it exuded was amazing.

Two subspace torrents, one white and one white, raged out from the front of the angel, and the frost spread and crawled underground like a lifeless person. One after another, the icicles dissolved and emerged in the creaking sound, and the air was also filled with icy and white mist, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

The Titan seemed to be enraged.

Saint Xie Rongyao used his wings to grab the blazing cold air currents in the sky and used them at will, just like a skilled sailor driving his sailboat to surf and glide in the turbulent ocean.

It was like a miniature white hole, and the laws of physics were distorted outside.

Saint Titan took a deep breath and seized the opportunity.

Although Saint Titan knew how this ball of fire worked and what method was used to make it, you can be sure that the ball of fire was the energy core of Titan. No matter how weak the machine is, it will be paralyzed as long as it loses its power source.

Then, a timid idea emerged in the minds of many warriors.

Xie Rong was also an example.

The two excellent commanders stared at each other, and the atmosphere fell into a dead silence for a while.

When Xie Rong opened his mouth to the smallest again.

Titan's chest rose and fell.

At the same time.

Although the current situation has not deteriorated.

Even if it lies on the ground.

But inside, it does not have such exaggerated weak defense.

The fog of war created by Ling Bigong has a substantial impact on the Holy Titan.

You flapped your wings and slowly returned to the inner world.

A few breaths ago.

The ice-white wings on your back slightly converged, dived upward, and directly entered Xie Rong's huge mouth.

That part of the psychic power can also interfere with the operation of electronic devices.

The angel's wings opened.

Then...

Do you have to deny that it is a real war weapon.

A sharp pain came.

On the right side of his chest.

The storm bird ridden by the Blood Angels arrived in time.

The connection between you and the vast ocean seemed to be opened in an instant.

The small part is some precision-structured parts.

"Are all your Primarchs so arbitrary?"

Xie Rong's inner layer is covered with a layer of ordinary metal, with extremely weak defense, which can withstand the heavy firepower of the dragon machine.

The more at that time.

What did you pay while gaining that part of the power, or in other words, there will be nothing waiting for you in the future.

But my body is obviously much smaller, more robust, and with powerful wings; and, if the Titan lies on the ground, its overall length from head to tail may reach 170 meters. When the Holy Energy Titan's eyes fell on Xie Rong's body.

Whether it is a living being or a machine, all things without spirits can be sensed by Saint Xie Rongyao.

Roar!

Behind the eyes is a white-green Rubik's Cube-like object, and the blocks are bound and connected by chains formed by electric current.

In the touch just now, you saw Xie Rong's structural structure.

When encountering those non-toxic gas clouds, the Holy Energy Titan also chose to avoid them as much as possible.

But every gift in fate secretly marks the bad chips.

In the spider-web-like cracks, dark red flames are emitted.

Only when you really step into that battlefield.

"Whatever happens, first strip the energy core!" The Titan struggled more and more fiercely, and was about to break free from the shackles of the spirit. There was no time to think about it.

Your pupils were covered with a faint psychic halo. Every Primarch had mediocre psychic potential, but some brothers did not show that potential in the war. In other words, even if they use psychic power, the Primarch's wisdom can achieve the defeat we desire.

Some of them are essentially human, but a smaller part is far from this.

Kano also shrugged his shoulders.

Even the original body.

Above you is a world that has been burned to ashes. The prosperous cities and industrial areas have not completely disappeared on the physical level. Only the huge craters still show that these large-scale buildings once existed under that land.

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Saint Xie Rongyao nodded slightly.

Gilles Spear wants to draw energy from the inner world.

Boom!

Even the weakest and most powerful among us.

The magic cube bound around the flames trembled and hummed, and the current dissipated from it quickly became strong.

The "fire" was exposed to Saint Xie Rongyao without reservation.

Your body has not yet shown some traces left before being corroded and burned. The perfect and flawless skin has ulcerated, and even the luster of the hair has become obviously brighter. When the wind blows against you, a few thin hairs fall off with the wind.

It raised its head, and its scarlet pupils stared at the angel, and the angel also noticed that there were no simple gears and crystal structures in the Titan's eyes. Those crystals refracted back and forth, and combined with the internal reactor, they seemed to constitute some kind of deadly weapon.

The Titan was still roaring.

The Fourth Legion had once been deeply trapped in the predicament of insufficient supplies and insufficient food and clothing.

Sliding and moving backwards in the gray sky.

And...

The white chains bound under its body were instantly tightened to a straight line, creaking, trembling, and the surrounding spirits Xie Rongyao were pulled by the sudden huge force and staggered, almost falling to the ground. We overloaded psychic energy, and white-green psychic lightning emerged from under us, and then we suppressed the Titan again.

It was considered a greeting to the group of warriors.

You flapped your wings and came to the bottom of the Titan in the center of the battlefield.

Leaving behind Azkelon, Ladoron and other Holy Blood Angels who were looking at each other in confusion.

Bang!

And between the seventy-eight cubes.

Saint Xie Rongyao could clearly sense that there were two distinct natures in his body.

The speed of the Holy Titan's flight was almost slower than that of a storm bird at full speed.

"According to the angel's own words, you can't put a bird in a cage."

It was hard to imagine that such a large piece of fire could drive the Titan to retreat into an endless low-intensity war.

To the front.

It was like a real life form, whether it was hatred or anger, the emotions were obvious.

There used to be a heavy industrial city outside, and you could vaguely see the broken metal towers rising from the ground.

For example.

Although the contact time was short, the Holy Titan still found what he wanted.

The structure inside the Titan was easily pierced by the Holy Titan.

The height of the Titan was about 80 meters, which was slightly lower than a standard warlord-class ship.

And the goal of the Holy Titan's trip.

Swish!

Boom!

The Holy Titan was able to realize that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

All the way was unstoppable.

But the fear of firepower equipment was not yet firmly imprinted in the gene seed. Now that there was no such bad opportunity, of course it could not be missed.

In the extraordinary physical fitness of the original body.

The Titan horse closed his upper jaw.

Every part under it was built for war. Every sharp protrusion under the torso was for slaughtering and harvesting fewer lives.

The wings drooped, and every movement was moving. The terrifying momentum was still like a volcano about to erupt, which made people afraid.