Warhammer: I Am the Hammer of the Empire

Chapter 219 Pulse Rifles Defeat the Evil Demons, the Imperial Guards Go Straight to the Black City

The door suddenly opened, and a wizard wearing a dark golden robe and a strange metal mask appeared. In the detection of the Titanium, the strange-looking and unarmed "Imperial religious personnel" should be regarded as an accident during the infiltration, and be killed with weapons.

Even if the pathfinder is equipped with a powerful pulse gun, it can fire a fierce shot that is not inferior to the Imperial plasma gun without considering the problem of continuous combat, and the accuracy is not low.

If there were no skulls provided by the Imperial Guard, they would have opened fire. Some people did not understand the situation, but as a qualified Titanium Empire warrior, Xia Si'tung Dan'no quickly commanded the pathfinder to go around the corner without stirring up the air flow.

But the spirit wizard did not leave, but stood in place, bringing the almost suffocating silence.

Even experienced soldiers suspected that they were discovered. The oppression and weirdness brought by the unclear power of the spirit wizard made the elite feel uncomfortable, but it was only uncomfortable.

They would not panic, but would methodically short-circuit the control panel according to the training in the simulation, pretending that it was a malfunction caused by poor maintenance, but they would rarely open the door just because the machine soul was unhappy.

That psychic was not a legitimate psychic of the empire. He was a cautious, persecuted, poor person who could be on the black ship at any time, and a scourge that was regarded as excrement by countless imperial residents.

He was born in the hive city, carrying the shackles of psychic, was blessed by the destruction, abandoned by his parents, chased by the police department, and still lived to this day. He did not trust anything, including the subspace energy in his own body, especially that they were calling him to release his psychic at any time and tear apart the real universe.

He knew very well that something had come in, not a demon, not his nightmare, not those messy hallucinations. If that was true, then the Imperial Guard had begun to act?

Was it an assassination parlor? Was it some other organization, but what was the relic that could cover people's eyes and ears to such an extent?

His innate curiosity made him excited, but he learned to hide his emotions and did not take action. He realized that he did not want to cause trouble. Rather than that, he should find a way to escape from that place.

The governor's fall is not far away. His spirit can tell that feeling, and he can believe it.

He stepped away, Xia Si'tung Dan'no was worried. There is no doubt that they reached a strange tacit understanding at this moment. Treating what just happened as nothing happened is to maximize their personal interests.

The pathfinder passed by the wizard, as if nothing happened. Even if it is a real dictator, it is impossible to control all the hearts of the people. Although there is a component of luck, it is not inevitable.

The pathfinder continued to move forward, passing through the cold Gothic metal road, bypassing the cultists wearing strange clothes, and the bizarre scenery was constantly transmitted by the pupil display. The pathfinder's camera began to see quite a lot of strange things.

Petri dishes, nutrient tanks, and various chaotic and terrifying flesh and blood creatures were cultivated in a vague place, but the range there was extremely large, stretching for thousands of meters, making it impossible to find the target.

Those monster bodies that were like half asleep and half awake were not actually cultivated. To be precise, they were more chaotic entities in the subspace. The Governor was making demons, giving them real bodies, and thus gaining the favor of the Chaos. That was why the spirits appeared here.

That madman, a real and terrible madman, arranged life in this way, regarding flesh and blood as countless things, and the soul was an additional product born from it. In his eyes, the soul all came from the subspace, and he also used that power to cast the body like a mother and give it the soul like a father to satisfy his inflated and disgusting desire.

Even if that price meant that countless living people in that universe died, it didn't matter. Flesh and blood were weak, and the soul was constant. According to his thoughts, all life in that universe would not disappear, but would constantly change its form.

So he regarded his killing as redemption, so he could treat people like his own children, or kill them, there was no contradiction, as long as his actions gave birth to new vitality, he would be satisfied.

Ironically, if the idea of ​​the Casting Governor was not so crazy, he could be called a saint, and if he regarded life as equal and really did it, then the universe would be destined to drive people crazy.

The Pathfinder's detector collected the situation there, and the structure of the earth was unobstructed, while the Casting Governor, the huge metal spider, was working tirelessly in the center of the vast and crazy laboratory.

The Pathfinder's firepower penetrated the huge Casting Governor's body, which was very ambitious. Xia Si'tung Dan'no prepared the heavy pulse gun in his leg, and drove a powerful weapon that was enough to take the life of the monster.

Waiting, at night, the people there began to get sleepy, and the defense strength was reduced. That difficult and dangerous operation, the assassination of the hero began. The assassins walking on the Road of Lonely Souls were familiar with the road, and those human guards or cultists could not detect their actual existence at all. With the help of the blocking position, even when they passed by humans, those cultists did not even have the wind brushing their faces.

Completely precise and silent, they opened the gate of the core area, shot and killed the soldiers who saw the situation, and then threw the bodies to a place where they could not be easily found. They were orderly, like engineers of slaughter, and did everything quickly and accurately.

Cruel and indifferent, there is no doubt that they would be the same when facing their own kind. It seems that empathy has been wiped out from their bodies, leaving only Dong's quality as a professional soldier, and those pitch-black battle uniforms march straight in, deep into the field, and the darkness There is the green light of the petri dish in the large basement.

The huge foundry governor is like an organ player who beats the things in front of him with countless legs, and those complex pistons and pipes play gurgling, sizzling, buzzing, rhythmic weird music.

At this moment, there is only one step away from the completion. After having gone through so many things and journeys, the elites of the Tau Empire raised their weapons to be alert, while Shasi'Tungsten Dan'no adjusted the heavy pulse gun. The weapons were heated by the plasma blast. Tear open the body of the monster in front of you, Zai Shandao's will will be fulfilled in the same way.

"Is there a way to be good..." He aimed at the body of a huge mechanical monster, such as those monsters that were legendary for killing countless people on the Tau home planet and threatening people. The gun gradually became hot, and so did the restlessness in his heart.

Shooting, bright light and strong plasma deadly projectiles came like raindrops. Even the Forge Governor's modified nerves could not react instantly. After a moment, the shooting caused the personal void shield to flash, overload, and then penetrated the Governor's body. .

It's hard to say that such an action can be called an "assassination". The firepower they unleashed was enough to vaporize a Dreadnought. The firepower erupted from dozens of xv25 battle suits vaporized the smartest individuals in the world like lightning, like plasma at the temperature of a star. The body shone with fierce light, leading the sinful man towards the place of death.

Death does not distinguish between saints or prisoners. It is so fair that it takes away the governor who rules countless lives, and his death represents the end of the war.

But the shooting sound emitted by the plasma also attracted many people. The guards approached and activated the shield. However, the plasma touched the Governor and produced a very powerful smoke. That was not a problem with the firearms, but the Governor's special body structure was full of dangerous The volatile stuff seemed to deliberately disgust the Tau warriors.

The xv25 Crisis Battle Suit has gone through three thousand years of adjustment and progress, and has been able to adapt to most extreme situations in that universe. It can be concealed forever, and the essence of the battle suit has not disappeared. In the blurred smoke, the figure of the battle suit is looming.

The guards entered, and the mortals with guns on their legs immediately noticed that the place was filled with smoke, but they seemed to know something and shouted. "There's an assassin!"

Received their alertness, alertness with hostility, when someone shouted. "There's something moving in the mist!"

When a heavy plasma bullet seemingly penetrated the man's head, the decorative pillars disappeared, leaving the skull pattern in pitch black.

There was a flash of arc light and the man fell to the ground instantly. Could it be that the refraction field generator installed on his chest with the rosary beads saved his life.

As for the Tau warriors, those who were thousands of times more numerous than the guards immediately surrounded them with the blurry mist distortion they produced. In answer to their no, two more guards were killed by clean hits on the head.

The blood dyed the floor tiles red, but the assassin's concealment had failed. Xia Si'Tungsten Dan'no quickly loaded enough sources, and jumped with his companions into the vent he had scanned before as a backup escape plan. .

The old tower was dark and dusty. Fortunately, the battle suit had the ability to enter the closed universe and was not affected.

They ran wildly along the spiral staircase in the dark, heading for the carefully planned escape route.

At this moment, the courtyard to the east of the tower was crowded with panicked pilgrims and guards running around.

At the bottom of the stairs, the assassins emerged from the narrow arches. Their bodies were covered with dust and dyed xv25 about two meters long. They met a young soldier again and immediately shot him in the chest with a pulse gun. gun and killed him.

The heroes were running away desperately, and the guards also blocked the castle and the hall and began to chase the assassin. A damn game began. Xia Si'Tungsten Dan'no ran to a side door, missed the door lock and fired a shot. He kicked the door open, and now his brother was following behind him. He no longer needed to be invisible, he just needed to rush forward quickly and kill anyone who stood in the way.

He removed the heavy-duty rechargeable battery (in order to run faster) and used the powerful hand-to-hand capabilities of his basic combat suit. He slipped into a dark, high-vaulted corridor as agile as a bullet, which was impressive. The soldiers were so fast and the castle guards were hot on his heels.

They didn't even look back, they just swung their legs and broke the necks of those who were running fast, and then smashed them over. The flying humans smashed the two guards behind them and fell to the ground.

Then they hid in a room and fired continuously with their pulse leg guns, forcing the guards back. If more guards appeared on the other side of the corridor, in almost despair, the Tau could find another way out.

After passing through the corridor, they found a sealed door, broke the bolt, and went through.

Is there an old road leading to the east room of the synagogue? He rushed into the dusty darkness, only to find that they had entered a dead end. There were strange, cold coffins placed there, which were very likely to be experiments that had been left in the East for many years. corpse.

The guards soon caught up with him. The big man was not allowed to get close, but the first guard who passed through the door was accurately shot down.

In the coffin, crazy things are happening. The governor who died before crawled out of the coffin. To be precise, he became younger, had fewer legs and arms, and looked very distorted, but at this moment, he was not even a living person who had not undergone much transformation.

His body was obviously sick, with scattered scales, and his body was shriveled and bent, like a scavenger.

But the high-quality combat uniforms of the Titanium Clan could tell that the man was more than 90% similar to the Casting Governor, even at the DNA level.

At this moment, a crazy idea, just like an onion has many skins, Xia Si'tung Dan'no asked, the rough but specific Gothic language asked a little annoyed. "Who am I?"

The distorted governor looked like a martyr or a priest at this moment, but the sudden mutation added a lot of weirdness and disharmony. At this moment, he was not very angry, and just looked at the Titanium Clan who disrupted his plan.

Obviously, he fell into a kind of weakness, temporary powerlessness. He had no power to transfer his soul, so he had to rely on his own needs to continuously forge new bodies. No, he was not a member of the Mechanicus to be exact, and his twisted body could not pass so many strict tests.

He was used to playing them, so much so that he almost lived in a coffin like a dead person.

Perhaps he was both a father and a mother, and even more so the god of his creation. The twisted and grotesque creator had to admit that he had lost the right to control that place at this moment.

After confirming that the laser weapons were paralyzed, the Imperial Guards immediately began to invade and bomb. The cooperation of the Space Marines and the Empire's elite instantly paralyzed the castle's void shield that had lost its anti-ship leg.

The light spears did not shake, and the soldiers began to be slaughtered. The governor lost, no doubt, but the buzzing sound of the engine appeared. It was a hungry engine, and it was also his most beloved offspring.

Amid the bombardment and roar of the Imperial macro-cannons, light spears, and heavy weapons, a mouthful of acid penetrated the wall, taking away half of the elite Tau tribe. The hall to the east was instantly destroyed, and a special poison blade rushed forward.

When the Governor walked into his driver's seat, he began to seek revenge on the Empire's first revenge, revenge on the rotten country that gave birth to him.

Xia Si'tung Dan'no raised his pulse leg gun and kept shooting, but after a burst of acid, the Tau legend turned into a sour and soft, red "Yog".

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