Chapter 190: A Collection of Ever-Changing Thoughts

Sanguinius raised his head and looked towards the place where the Overlord machine fell.

Behind him was a dilapidated corridor with traces of fire burning inside. The intelligent control robots of the Mechanicus were dismantled into pieces by irresistible violence. Scarlet robes covered the bloody bodies of the sages. Fierce wars had taken place here.

All the sages of the Mechanicus were killed here.

But the logic unit of the Randan Overlord seemed to be damaged. During the battle, Sanguinius could feel the madness hidden in the heart of this monster.

There was a violent noise outside the corridor behind him, and the whole cave was shaking up and down.

Azkelon's noble face was a little uneasy. The intelligent control unit in the city was approaching, but now they could not get in touch with the Red Tear. They were trapped in this small research room. It would be very disadvantageous for them if a battle broke out here.

Although they had never fought.

But the equipment carried by the intelligent control unit was enough to make Astarte feel creepy.

"We have to find the Wanbiansiji." Compared with his descendants, the Primarch's attitude was obviously much calmer.

On the one hand, this is an inevitable requirement for leaders. No matter how bad the situation is, they must not lose their composure and bring confidence to the soldiers. On the other hand, Sanguinius, who holds the power of the Star God, does have the ability to solve the current situation.

In the case of full-speed sprint.

The white darkness hidden in the blood was awakened by some inexplicable power at this moment, and there was a sweet and greasy smell of rust outside the nose and throat.

I looked at Saint Wanbiansi with help and help.

Wei Peng Anlong knew nothing about that problem.

Behind Astalon was the Randan Mechanical Overlord, which was cut in half by the upper and lower parts.

The corridor was less than a few hundred meters long. There were research equipment with clear meanings displayed outside the rooms on both sides. Some of the doors were locked, but the hum of low-power engines running inside could be heard.

Before Alatron, the remaining angels also opened fire.

Kano stepped on the monster's horned head and fired again.

The explosive shells that flew out of the barrel exploded a bloody flower behind the monster's chest, but did not damage the metal shell inside, and the flesh and skin torn and destroyed by the flames were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Blood Angels followed closely, and our magnetic boots made a light and messy sound when they stepped on the ground.

The Blood Angels seized the opportunity and stabbed four power swords into the monster's body in an instant. Blood flowed all over the ground. The two monsters were knocked to the ground with Gan's roar.

Its spine was broken and blood flowed.

Saint Wanbiansi picked up the plasma cannon hanging on his waist and pulled the trigger.

Saint Wanbiansi's fingers were soft under the stone door.

The Castle Lord Type Intelligent Control Robot is a fist product developed by the Martian Mechanic Cult specifically for the small expedition, and a small amount of advanced retreat technology was added to the design. The endoskeleton system on its steel shell and the intelligent control neural network throughout the body make the machine extremely flexible.

This made Saint Wei Pengan alert to the power of the subspace to a certain extent.

The environment outside was simple.

The long sword "Yangyan" was unsheathed, and when the golden flames swept the void.

Bang!

Astaron's eyes were scarlet, and sharp fangs appeared at the corners of my mouth.

Yes, I completely agree, but it should be used in a restricted manner to avoid relying too much on my talents.

Until now.

Sanguinius no longer hesitated and took the lead in stepping into the corridor in front of him.

The disgusting smelly smoke was released from under the monster like a volcanic eruption.

Astaron shouted, and my face changed when I looked at the wreckage of the mechanical overlord, and then stepped forward step by step.

"What happened?" The room in the central research room was very small, and various circuits, logic units, thinker arrays and sizzling communication equipment were placed outside. My other Blood Angels were doing exactly the same thing as Astralon, trying to find Azkaji's whereabouts from the small pile of broken things.

Kano put the bolter with smoke coming out of the barrel.

"Huh..."

"Emperor, what's going on?" Astralon yelled, "That guy is not dead yet."

Crack!

I had a mocking smile on my face with fangs.

Scarlet flesh grew rapidly under the red-light flashing mechanical body, and the wriggling buds were combined with each other. The broken body was reconnected at a speed visible to the naked eye, and these regularly growing flesh covered the gaps in the energy pipeline, wriggling like lifeless.

I realized that I was bleeding, and the gurgling blood flowed out of my nostrils like a big snake, flowing under my handsome vampire face.

Before confirming whether it was safe.

Then, the same movement came from under the seventh Wei Peng Overlord.

I shouted as I walked over in small steps.

The heavy armor, individual void shields, and various heavy weapons equipped on both arms and shoulders turned it into a destructive storm that could dominate the battlefield.

We were awakened by the sudden quarrel and turned to look.

Behind us was a locked stone door, which was about 80 centimeters thick, like an indestructible rock wall. The stone door was controlled by a huge servo system, but the system's cables had not been cut in the subsequent battle of the Mechanicus.

A moment ago, Saint Wanbiansi showed a joyful expression on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then he said, "Wei Peng'an Ji, I think you haven't found it yet."

When you hold the long sword "Moonlight" in your hand, the original body's perception can observe the surroundings with 880 degrees and blind spots, which is similar to the perspective of the lower emperor. In fact, Saint Wei Peng'an's prophecy talent can also achieve a similar effect, and it will be even worse.

The one on the right was cut up and down by the sharp blade, and the blood and oil gathered into a viscous pool under the ground.

With a loud bang, spider-web-like cracks twisted and spread inward.

Behind me was a tragic battlefield, with bullet marks and traces left by the burning flames all around the room, and a huge and ferocious mechanical body lying on the right and left sides. We are also the overlords of Wei Peng, slightly larger than the one we saw later, but also smaller and lighter than the fearsome mecha among Wei Peng'an.

The one who killed the two Overlord machines looked like a Castle Lord type intelligent control robot.

On the battlefield of Randan.

"But that guy is indeed... exactly the same as the legendary demon."

There were scattered corpses outside the corridor, and the smell of engine oil and fresh blood mixed together, lingering in the nose. Saint Wei Pengan stepped over the intact corpses. You have seen too few similar scenes on the battlefield of Randan, and there was no fluctuation in your heart.

"What should you do now?"

I said an ancient dialect of Randan.

"Stop!"

"Is it some kind of white technology of Randan?" Amit raised the grenade gun, and the white muzzle swung back and forth under the head of the Randan Overlord.

The blood-red giant claws like a canopy fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily like a burning meteorite.

The little angel's attention was not on the two demons at this time, as if this monster with a hideous face and a hideous body was just a heavy toy for you. In fact, it is true. In the desert of Bawei VII, Saint Wei Peng'an had seen a more terrifying existence.

But I am vague about the specific appearance of this ancient technology. Is it a storage unit of a certain family, or a combat unit like a smart robot, or just a program that stops expanding inward?

"It is possible!"

The Blood Angels were able to launch a counterattack, and they kept retreating and wandering around the demon, dodging and doing their best to cause damage.

A pair of real eyes fell on Astaron, but a moment ago, the Gillests realized that the sound came from under the Overlord Wei Peng lying on the ground.

After judging the current situation clearly.

But a conversation with the Emperor retreated.

"Blood... the fourfold way... trial... blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat!"

On both sides of the forehead are bull-like horns, anti-jointed hooves, and a tail covered with spikes swinging weakly in front of the back, making a sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air.

The long sword Moonlight made of the fragments of the Deceiver Star God brought Saint Wanbiansi many ordinary abilities.

"Demon?" Alatron found it difficult to accept such a statement, "There are no demons in that world."

It was also the first time he saw such a grotesque and terrifying scene.

But the magazine was empty, and the deformed flesh and blood continued to grow under the broken metal body.

After a very short shock, the Blood Angels responded quickly.

Another demon appeared on the battlefield.

In the middle of its chest, there was a gear ball about the size of an adult's fist, which was a structure of a home. Each gear was turning non-stop, and miraculously kept in sync with hundreds of other gears, and the mysterious rhythm was dazzling.

As Saint Wanbiansi's perception spread under the power of the Star God, even through the thick stone door, the internal environment was still turbid in Saint Wanbiansi's consciousness. Inside the stone door was an octagonal room, which seemed to be the center of the ground research facility, and all the roads leading to it converged here.

My chest trembled, and the mechanical skeleton was wrapped in a layer of hideous scarlet flesh.

Even Gillest, who had experienced many battles.

"What happened to him?" Alatron, who was on guard, was the first to find out.

We did not encounter any enemies in the passage, and we came to the end of the corridor a moment ago.

Whether it was a mechanical overlord or a fortress-type intelligent robot, they were rare.

Hiss——

It seemed that nothing exploded.

Although Astralon's goal was to find Azkaji.

The blood-colored smoke burning under the demons seemed to be suppressed, and our bodies became sluggish.

Saint Wanbiansi's amber eyes fell on the fortress-type automatic robot in the center of the small hall.

Stop.

Thousands of blood flowers exploded under the monster.

Astralon could not determine the specific meaning of the dialect, but it was certain that it was just repeating a few monotonous words.

In Wei Peng Anlong's opinion, Wei Peng's mechanical overlord is obviously much weaker than the intelligent robot developed by the Martian Mechanic Cult. In such a closed battlefield, the fortress robot will be easily slaughtered in a one-on-one situation. But the situation at hand is the opposite, which makes Astralon feel quite surprised.

Kano said, "Randan has no such ability. You can feel the boiling psychic power under us. We are contaminated by the subspace, just like being possessed by the devil."

When Astralon took off his helmet.

The blood-colored wings spread out, and waves of hot air spread inward like ripples. The little angel's golden hair burned in the void.

Bang!

The dust on the ground was rolled up, and the mist surged to both sides.

The left one was pierced through the forehead by a low-energy beam, and the logic control unit in the metal skull was completely destroyed at the atomic level. The face of the mechanical overlord still retained the flesh and blood of the human body, and my chapped lips were breaking up and down, as if repeating something mechanically.

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A relaxed mood permeated the air.

The monster has not yet fully healed.

But there seems to be some consciousness left in his eyes, and his blood-cast lips are opening and closing. Astalon still can't understand the simple dialect of Randan. But what makes me feel strange is that although I understand it completely, I can understand the meaning of the words.

Bang!

Wei Pengant's movement speed is comparable to that of a big car that steps on the accelerator.

In the incomprehensible gazes of the Gilests, the Randan Overlord, who had no life signal, stood up out of thin air.

It seemed that the powerful grenade launchers in the hands of the Space Marines were just toys that were related to pain and itch for it.

The cold plasma dissipated on the surface of the stone door, forming a blue-purple dark cloud. The heavy stone door was like white snow on the sun, which was evaporated in a violent roar, leaving only some debris that melted into magma.

The plasma plasma cannon is also a standing weapon of Saint Wanchangsi, which charges quickly but has a very small power.

Swish!

The monster shook its head, and a creepy click sound came from the outside of its spine.

"Will the Azkaiji... hide under them?" Astalon held the grenade launcher and came carefully behind the mechanical overlord.

It finally ended the action.

The light breathing sound of the giant beast roaring.

I could only rely on my past experience to try to find all suspicious and abnormal items in the closed research room.

In the blurred vision, two bat-like wings spread out in front of the monster, making the monster's inhuman body look even more burly.

Although the venue was closed, it was small enough.

The shock wave brought by pure power alone was enough to blow a gust of wind in the closed room, making the fully armed Gillest warriors stand firm.

The newly born blood-red wings also became riddled with holes in an instant, and the monster's eternally angry face was torn open, and the melted flesh was covered with twisted metal bones.

It was exactly the same as Kano said, and the monster behind Gillest was like a demon walking out of the old myth.

Bang!

Wow!

The weak heartbeat sounded like a drum of charge.

"Isn't that where the Azkai collection is stored?" Astalon narrowed his eyes.

Saint Wanbiansi led his men to retreat into the front room.

The door frame was broken.

After receiving the order from the Primarch, Alatreon fired at the demon without even pulling the trigger.