Chapter 118 Free Blade, Knight Titan

The Skadi Sole Regiment was more like a cultist than a cultist, and more like a bandit than a bandit. After slaughtering half of the main city area where people lived and worked peacefully, the transport planes and soldiers left there with enough food for tens of thousands of people.

It took only two days for the Imperial Guard to stir up the peaceful world there with high mobility and strong firepower, and before that, Alan Baier wondered why the Imperial Guard would destroy the culture of that world. It seemed that the essence of that world was not bad.

Just like a Venus flytrap, behind the seemingly beautiful and lush green grass and land, there is a civilization that can barely produce self-sufficiency. In those weak forces, if a fleet lands because of the astonishing vastness of the void area there due to the lack of civilized planets.

Then what awaits them is not food and wine, but hunger. Any fleet of more than tens of thousands of people needs two months of food to cross that world, and that is a huge amount that cannot be provided without destroying the civilization of that world.

At first, there are two choices, slaughter and plunder, or be assimilated by that world.

That world is like a giant Venus flytrap, swallowing up warships that have no power to leave. After landing, the sense of danger is even more lingering.

Because the longer the world stays, the more it consumes, and it can be demobilized. Maybe the so-called Agatha Kingdom did not appear naturally, but was formed by the Imperial Guards who had to abandon the troops due to supply problems.

After the transport plane left the volcanic area filled with thick black clouds, Alan Baier asked to camp on the spot and pickle and ferment fresh meat and vegetables to ensure their continued edibility. This is a big project. The Imperial Guards need to consume at least 400 grams of meat, 200 grams of vegetables, 500 grams of starch and enough seasonings, water, etc. every day.

If this data is multiplied by 40,000 and then multiplied by 45 days, it is an absolutely astronomical figure. This is why the civilization of that world cannot afford it. With only a population of one million, polar aggregation, loose beliefs and almost no technology, they have become the acid of the Venus flytrap, slowly corroding the travelers who landed to rest.

As dawn approached, hammerhead sharks were hung with pickled fresh meat, helmets were stuffed with pickles, soldiers were lying on the ground and snoring, the night that came late after a day of hard work was salty with the taste of seasoning.

Ailanbaier lay in his sleeping bag, the cold breeze brushed across his cheeks, the soft grass, the starry sky in the sky that was dark because of the asteroid belt covered with orbits, it was not beautiful at all, but there were a few terrible void monsters cruising in the near-earth orbit.

Then the drizzle of rain fell on Ailanbaier's cheeks, along his sweat hairs, his brain short-circuited for a while before he remembered, it turns out that the natural world will rain?

Could it be that the smoke and water vapor from their bombardment climbed into the sky, or could it be that the strange will of that world kept them here, Ailanbaier's thoughts stagnated for a moment, the heavy rain fell, and he shouted. "Fuck, hurry up and collect the pickled meat!"

The soldiers knew that food was hard to come by, and they braved the rain and even covered their bodies with meat, but a lot of it was still destroyed. They didn't have salt to pickle it again, just like a joke that world deliberately played. Alan Baier rubbed his head.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, go chop the damn wood in that world, use lasers to ignite them, it should be no problem if the power is enough, and then cover it with metal and smoke the meat."

Wisdom and will are the only way for them to leave that world. Humans have been fighting with nature since ancient times. If pickling doesn't work, smoke it, and if smoking doesn't work, air dry it, because the Skadi regiment must leave, even if that world is destroyed.

But it is obviously too ironic that the largest military organization in the universe will use primitive and outrageous methods to arrange food tomorrow, because if the great empire can't help them, they will be like robbers.

The dark will continues the survival of mankind. Even if it tramples on the bodies of fellow humans, it has to move forward. At the end of the 40th millennium, when chaos gradually sprouted, countless aliens, heretics, and evils bred, such things continued to repeat in countless worlds in the galaxy.

In the Red City, there were starving people everywhere, death, corpses, and people eating each other. Residents returned to their hometowns, and refugees walked out of the cellars. What they faced was completely dry wells and farmland with nothing. They begged the royal family for food, but no one responded.

Weakness, disease, death, violence, plunder, and killing permeated the city. The power of chaos expanded to its limit at this moment, but a population of only tens of thousands of people could never shake the subspace, but those desperate emotions were like lights in the subspace, serving as beacons to strengthen the signal of the Lord of Change to human believers.

In the palace's east room, the queen walked eastward. Her red dress was dyed red by the strange liquid on the ground. The hem of her dress could no longer float. But she walked eastward like a fanatic. The long corridor and stairs seemed endless. In the darkness, there was the light of torches and her two loyal knights.

They walked for a long time, and even the two knights were exhausted. Queen Lilith was still energetic. She walked eastward on the pilgrim's road without a drop of water or a grain of rice. But there was nothing at the end of the tunnel, as if the gods had played a joke on her.

The guard couldn't help but say. "My Queen, that tunnel was originally dug for the royal family to escape from the castle. It was abandoned early this morning. The history there is much older than that of the Kingdom of Agatha. The long time has made the road unusable."

Those heavy stones blocked the passage. It was definitely not something that could be opened by human power. It was daunting. They couldn't understand how such a place was dug out of the 12-meter-high underground tunnel, but they knew very well that it was a masterpiece of the Void Empire.

The queen knew very well that the escape tunnel would not be so complicated and huge. There must be power that could subvert that world, but she had never been able to grasp the answer before, but now it was extremely clear. There was a voice in her mind that kept shouting.

"Use it."

The queen raised her legs, and a huge spirit suddenly appeared. Her eyes became weird and radiated light. The strong power lifted the boulders out of thin air, and then a violent flame suddenly appeared and exploded on the surface. The strong temperature turned those things into magma in an instant, but it could not shake the normal walls of the tunnel that seemed to be made of marble.

That was definitely a tunnel made by that world civilization. The smoke cleared, and amid the knights' screams and the queen's weak sense of spirit, the real end of the tunnel appeared. The light of the torch shone. Was that a metal wall?

Was it a pillar? Was it a pillar, a very big pillar?

The queen raised the torch and said. "That's not a building, that's... God!"

The knights raised their heads belatedly. In the dim space, the ceiling was too high to see clearly, but they found the real storage there. That was a metal giant tens of meters high, wearing perfect plate armor, holding giant cannons and amazingly huge pipes on their legs, and the dark holes in the pipes looked like they were ready to eat people.

"Oh my God, Emperor! What is that?"

Even though the knights had fought against powerful monsters countless times and even slaughtered dragons, they had seen the Void Vera (that kind of Void monster) fall from the sky and destroy a city, but they were still surprised by such a monster.

Was that metal? Something made by humans? "Then is it the power of the Emperor?"

Queen Lilith brushed past the huge and ancient Knight Titan and shook her head. "The Emperor has told him that the ground is now, let them starve, let the dried legions of that world not deny his messenger, he is disgusted by them kneeling, they are wrong to let Sauron just do dog bite dog."

The knights realized their mistakes and felt that Agatha should not be entrusted to others. Thinking of the corpses scattered all over the city, they knelt on one knee. "My Lord, please go to the body of God."

The queen was concentrating, she listened to the voice from the void, teaching her how to use the spirit to complete the Titan warehouse door that only several mechanical priests or heirs of the Knight family could open. The mechanical throne made of ceramic steel and adamantium slowly opened in the electromagnetic interference of the spirit.

The mechanical server that had been silent for thousands of years roared and reappeared, and the exterior of the Knight Titan composed of countless complex and dense structures appeared in front of everyone. Compared with the powerful weapons used by the gods in the legend, it now looks more like a womb that re-cultivates life.

Queen Lilith stepped into it, and she was firmly bound in the mechanical throne of her knight, the Knight Ranger, the Word of Guardian.

Her throne knew its name when the neural socket was inserted into her skull.

The plastic-steel composite belt hugged her body tightly, but what followed was not warmth and comfort, but fierce, violent clarity and violent thoughts accumulated by the machine for thousands of years. The machine soul had been here for too long, and the strong emotions made the queen vomit all over, and the cockpit door that was not closed was covered with disgusting vomit.

The Knight Titan was a protector and pioneer developed by humans during a long march of colonization in the Dark Ages, making humans immune to the attacks of terrible primitive people and beasts. The Knight family also relied on such protection and the drivers gradually became leaders, rulers, and kings.

The feudal world of knights was born in this way, relying on machines that were born completely without violence to fulfill violent obligations. The knights themselves were not drivers, and they were born to fight.

Such a crazy machine soul caused countless loyal and determined knight successors to be defiled and violated by machines, and finally turned into indescribable whispering believers in the void.

Those who grew up with countless oaths, the best warriors, and even became knights are dangerous, not to mention a woman who has never fought and doesn't even know what she should believe in.

At this moment, Queen Agatha Lilith is not so much a driver as a part of the Titan, a part that allows it to restart and walk on the earth.

Lilith struggled and screamed, the gold door closed, and she was locked in the armor of a 13-meter-high humanoid war machine, unable to live or die, and she had to enter the original will to go to the void to get the Imperial Guard's aircraft.

The light blue painted Knight Titan, full of loyal words, stood up from the squatting state, and the attendant knights wiped the vomit on their foreheads, but still stood. "God's Machine!"

But it was not the Queen's voice that was wronged, but the big metal feet that ignored their existence, snap, snap.

Their bodies were useless under the powerful armor, and they were just insect shells in front of the Knight Titan. Queen Lilith had gone mad, her once beautiful face was hideous, her dress was stained with vomit, and she was held tightly in the Knight's arms, enjoying the feeling of being a giant, that power, that madness.

She couldn't remember who she was, and felt that she was reborn as one of the countless gods recorded in history.

The nausea faded, as did the webbing and leather straps that wrapped around him, Lilith's body turning to plaster and ceramite, her heart beating like a thundering plasma furnace.

Her senses turned into auguries and loading shunts. At that moment, Lilith Leoconti and the knight merged into one. Her thoughts were chaotic, but she knew that she was eager to fight.

That day, the red city that had existed for thousands of years ignited flames, the roar of melt cannons and logging guns, the mechanical stampede, death, death, a terrible scorch mark was left across the thick walls of the red city, from the king The castle goes all the way to the outermost part of the city.

Outside the city, it took three days for the Skadi Sole Regiment and the 113th Phlaxian Regiment to smoke enough food to feed tens of thousands of people. In addition to the two days of war before and the arrival there the next day, things seemed to be As the captain predicted, Coco needs a week to integrate the supplies.

The experience of porting is still tortuous, from full of expectations to plundering food, the Imperial Guard is stained with the blood of innocent people, and the hammerhead sharks are also stained by the smell of smoke, and the soldiers' clothes cannot be used to boil water. It’s time to make soup.

"Staff, we can finally leave. They have to return to their hometown quickly. I hope John is okay." Alan Bayer was still worried, watching the food being carried on the transport plane one after another, and the killings and killings during that period were also No big problem anymore.

The staff officer replied. "The Emperor is here, and he will definitely protect them, so don't worry."

It turned out that as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sizzling sound of electricity coming from the communicator. The communicator seemed to have detected the electrical signal. Tong Xunxu looked for the target out of habit and quickly adjusted the channel. A woman's hoarse roar came from inside, and it was very strange. There is the sound of mechanical gears.

Alan Beyer asked. "what's the situation?"

Tong Xun replied. "There is a signal source 10 kilometers away, and it is military grade."

Alan Beyer doesn’t quite understand. "Reinforcements?"

The staff officer replied. "That voice was chaotic and disorderly. It was definitely not the troops of the empire, but more like a fanatic believer."

Alan Beyer asked. "How does he know their location? It's quite hidden there?"

"That's it, everyone, get ready for battle! Get the sandbags and trenches ready!"

In the distance, under the guidance of the Lord of Change, the crazy Queen Lilith was driving the giant Titan closer and closer. Ruming's beautiful face was so deformed that it completely denied the power of Chaos to maintain her life, and she is now The only obsession is to see the incomparably wonderful void universe in her heart. For this reason, she even declares war on the gods.

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