DipNovel Chapter 529 Replace it!
Chapter 529 Replace it!
Who knows how long it will take.
Yifeng watched Mathieu praying affectionately in the Plague Swamp, watched the Death Watch soldiers being attacked by the undead, and watched a group of pilgrims chanting the Emperor's name and charging towards the group of Genestealers.
It’s not clear too many details from the pilgrim’s perspective. The “priest” calls the chicken thieves locusts eating the empire... This is probably what it means. There are too many dialects in the human empire, and prayer The reader directly understood the meaning, making Yifeng feel as if he had known those awkward dialects for a long time.
The number of wars in the galaxy has increased several times. Although 888 years have passed, these unfinished wars will still provide Khorne with power for a while.
Yifeng's mind was extremely confused, but he still noticed that the number of prayers for this war seemed to be decreasing, at least the ones he received were decreasing.
A bunch of guys buzzing around my head harassed me endlessly. Yifeng wanted to curse, but couldn't say anything. Most of them died after praying.
Many of them faced invincible enemies.
Every time when Yifeng thought about why he was so helpless, another voice would sound tiredly. Survivor bias was the same when humans tortured and killed aliens.
This voice is getting weaker and weaker.
Yifeng is different from the emperor.
The Emperor has been tempered for countless years and has mercy on the fate of mankind.
As for Yifeng, he is indifferent enough because he is unfamiliar enough with this place.
He is a normal person. When he sees the war and civilian casualties reported in the news, he will only sigh. When he sees the death of his relatives, he will be sad. It is normal.
He feels very confused now. One of his thoughts is devoted to praying, and he deeply feels the pain of losing his brothers, relatives, lovers... on the other hand, the other multi-threaded thoughts are just watching indifferently. It's like a news anchor reporting an extra disaster.
He lived here for nearly four hundred years.
But there is a buffer.
Before boarding here, he had stayed in the front command room for an unknown number of years. The impression of a mortal had gone away from him, and those living lives had turned into numbers again.
When death pushed into his memory, Yifeng began to think about the way out for mankind like an emperor.
All he saw were "individuals", and "individuals" were not loved by the Emperor, but by the entire human race.
He knows a lot, but he doesn’t know whether it’s true or not.
The psychic creatures of the past could still live well in the world without any troubles. They were called ancient saints.
There was no interference from the Warp, as it was peaceful at the time.
No one knows the thinking of the ancient saints. Why did their beliefs not form gods in the subspace? Maybe each of them is as powerful as a secondary god?
The Warp Gods are a group of echoes! A group of ancient echoes! The thoughts brought by those dead lives did not disappear into the subspace with the disappearance of the body. The short stay was enough for that trace of thoughts to affect other souls in reality.
The spread began, they spread like a plague, each thought affected one or more living beings, condensing their soul echoes, gathering them together, and the entire subspace was vibrating.
What would the Ancient Saints do? How would they stop all this? They were so powerful that they could not even imagine what the other party would do.
Make a god of your own? No, that is asking for death. Is there any difference between him and all the emperors in the past and present?
Is there any difference between a god and an emperor?
A powerful super king who can turn clouds and rain with his hands and can brainwash others.
They're all dead, wait, there seems to be one more.
Not important, the question is, a god must die, but what about a parliament? What about a group of gods?
It doesn't seem to work, the twenty-one disputes seem to have almost shattered humanity, and the parliamentary system doesn't work either.
No, no, no, we can't just deal with the situation within the group, we have to starve the other guys to death first.
If we cannot receive the slightest soul response from us, the other party will be starved and exhausted.
Everyone is born with a titanium ring?
That's equivalent to group intelligence. No, the galaxy is dangerous, and we need a longer way.
Mechanical? Once again, letting machines protect us?
The subspace is still turbulent, the invasion will continue, and the hungry and exhausted enemies will still eat us bit by bit. We also have to create a protective spirit to block those hungry and exhausted guys.
Psychic? Let psionic energy fight psionic energy?
How to go?
There are too many deaths, but they can’t kill us all.
The more powerful psychic impact almost made Yifeng faint. Prayers had been pouring in continuously for more than a year, and he had not slept for more than a year.
The Primarch will not come up.
At some point a year later, Yifeng finally understood the way the regent looked at him when he left.
This does not require the original body to sit here. They only need to pass it on. When one dies, he will be replaced by the next. When the corpses of the untouchable are burned, let the next black stone or adamantine armor bear it.
This is the place of death, a place where people go to die one after another like in countless prayers.
He was still alive, so the people behind him didn't follow him.
Oh, that's right.
The Emperor is still alive, so those behind him haven't stepped forward yet.
wrong.
Everyone is connected together. There are countless chains on my body. Together with all the fighting brothers who are willing to join, the memory is carried by me, and the spiritual energy is supported by everyone's unity.
Ha, yes, the same is true for the Emperor. He is responsible for the corruption. Each of us has a chain on our body to provide help to the Emperor...the energy of faith.
No, we are increasing his spiritual power, not reducing it.
Yes, that's it.
My belief, my ultimate goal, what I want is not as simple as state-owned enterprises, production brigades, and public ownership. Those are means, ways to achieve the ultimate goal.
You should sit in the main seat, the emperor, the main seat that resists corruption, but it should be the other way around. Everyone's souls must increase, like a big net connected by you, and you can filter out the attacks of the evil god of chaos. Corruption, like I filter out prayers.
The remaining psychic attacks should be borne by everyone. There should be a big net connecting everyone together, just like the current chain, but it should not be a confrontation between anti-psionic power and psychic energy, it should be all human individuals. The confrontation between the psychic powers of the attacker and the psychic powers of the intruder.
We are one, we are human!
Emperor, your way is very good, you have methods, everyone's faith is converging on you, and you are strong enough to compete with the enemy, but this is a near-dead road.
My method is too rough, there is no method, only theory, maybe everyone is a miniature living saint? Everyone's Cursed Legion? I don’t know how to make every human soul so powerful, and what to use to connect them into a large network without delay.
How do you do it? Emperor, where were the psychic attacks of Chaos directed against the Living Saints and the Marines of the Damned Legion?
Did you bear it?
do not know.
Maybe the Spirit Tribe can consider it. Is this the pattern of the Spirit Tribe’s Death Army?
Not sure.
but.
Emperor, it's time for you to disperse.
On the steps under the Golden Throne, Yifeng howled in pain. This idea was destroyed again. All thoughts disappeared as if they were processed by a crusher. What he just imagined was blown away by the wind like dandelions, and disappeared until... ...
The question above.
"Psychic, or mechanical?"
A few words finally came out of Yifeng's mouth.
"Damn it, Belisarius Call!!!"
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Vulkan's terrifying fighting stance smashed enemies one after another.
Time passes minute by minute.
The original body finally climbed onto the surface of the battle moon. It was not bad here. Due to the battle strategy, there were almost no attack fleets here, and naturally there were not many orc warships.
He received a signal, coming from the battle moon next door.
The Ultramarines risked their lives to send out communications and discovered the traces of the orc boss. This message spread like a relay throughout all areas that could receive communications.
Vulkan received the message, but the battle moon was too far away from him, and he could only choose one place as a springboard.
He swung his war hammer to lock onto Yitzhak's teleportation beacon. The hammer flashed, reflecting with his armor, and disappeared instantly.
The Destruction Tremor Warhammer is equally angry. It may have given birth to a powerful machine soul. It is unclear. This is a powerful psychic weapon.
Only then will it accompany the Primarch when he enters the Warp to be reborn.
Vulkan always had a hammer at hand, no matter where he was.
Boss Death Skull was very angry. He had lost three backup mechas, and now, the super big can finally found him and came to him.
Two huge, wild beast-like giants faced off head-on, and the momentum of both sides was extremely terrifying.
There were only five survivors behind Vulkan. They were the warriors who protected the teleportation beacon. The Astartes responsible for killing the skull boss had spread all over the battlefield.
The huge orc put on his mask in front of Vulkan. The steam emitted by the giant mecha was so "Waaaagh" that it hit the ground and rebounded to form a fog barrier, which shot up into the sky behind. Black smoke spewed out of the exhaust pipes intertwined.
There is no clear distinction between black and white.
The war cry of the orcs came together with the extremely huge machete,
This is a very powerful machete. The blade is wide and thick, and the blade is sharply polished. Behind the cold light are countless metal pipes spitting out flames.
I'm thinking that installing a jet accelerating port on the back of the knife would be the most powerful.
Pao Biao likes the color red, and those nozzles are all red.
The Death Skull boss did not choose to fire. It rushed towards Vulkan, and the nozzle on the back of the knife began to spray. Vulkan was careful not to directly meet the opponent's attack, and the original body used its terrifying speed to avoid the blade.
weak.
Although Vulkan couldn't understand what Boss Deathhead said, he could understand what he meant.
The tremor of destruction hit the opponent's mecha fiercely, and a series of barrels were knocked crooked. Some cannons had their barrels broken without firing.
The Grot got out of the gap in the mecha, picked up a simple gun and fired.
That's it?
Before the opponent could fire, Vulkan swung another hammer.
"Yes, I was weak and kind."
Vulkan admitted this and smiled.
"But my weakness is the fear of hurting my brothers and their self-esteem. I am much stronger than them. I no longer hide this after the great rebellion started."
"Enjoy the wrath of the fire dragon."
Vulkan's armor seemed to make some noise.
The Warhammer's offensive was extremely terrifying, and every blow could leave serious cracks on the mecha. The original body's speed became terrifying, and its power continued to increase.
"You know what? This armor is a reference to my most hated brother's Terminator unit."
The World Eaters' troops.
Most of the World Eaters' Terminator armors are armored cavalry-type armors. They do not have any mysterious technology to increase their combat power, but rather have a series of locks carefully designed by technical sergeants.
Used to lock down a crazed World Eater, rendering the entire warrior unable to move.
At least after the entire legion was given the Butcher's Nail, and during the period before the Great Rebellion, they still worked hard to save the legion.
Vulkan was very kind. He was afraid that an unconscious movement of his newly returned body would lose control of its power and injure those mortal and fragile Astartes.
No need now.
Vulkan unleashed his power to the fullest.
The two go back and forth, and the original body is much stronger now than when he was just resurrected. Even so, the Death Skull boss still resisted the original body's crazy attack for several hours with the endless mysterious equipment.
It was stolen from the cannon and blown up, so I won't feel too bad if anything here is destroyed.
The Orc Guards joined the battle one after another. The Death Skull boss had no idea of a duel. The opponent was not an Orc. This was a war.
The aftermath of Vulkan's casual hammer can kill the orc boys rushing up, and the Guards only need a casual blow. Their attack seems to only bring more corpses here.
firewood.
Vulkan regarded these corpses as fuel and threw them into the furnace. Hoho, this was a bit "Koz", but Vulkan didn't care. When facing aliens, the fire dragon was not merciful.
The sound of forging spread throughout the entire battle moon in a duller and more unstoppable state. This sacred full moon in the eyes of the orcs was becoming the forging furnace of the Fire Dragon Lord.
Only a strong man can be reborn from the blood, and when he comes out of here, everything else will be turned into fuel.
Let this place burn!
The flames turned the entire battlefield into red. Even if one party was wearing a black mecha and the other was wearing a dark green primordial armor, the eyepieces of both parties were flashing red lights.
Vulcan charged quickly and struck down with a hammer. When the opponent's machete slashed across, the destructive tremor struck the blade from top to bottom, making a big hole in the giant sword.
The original body took advantage of the situation and stepped on the blade, took out the pistol from his waist and fired.
The action was completed in one go, and the miniature nuclear bomb exploded directly near both sides.
Waaaaagh's stance flashed crazily, the Death Skull boss was blown away, and the violent explosion destroyed large areas around it.
The steel shattered, the orcs vaporized, and large tracts of the steel sky were shattered by the violent shock wave and collapsed after the explosion.
Pieces of irregular steel plates fell, and Vulkan remained motionless. His injuries were not light, but the immortal would quickly repair his body when he was injured like this, instead of escaping into the subspace, unless he was beaten to the point of leaving no bones.
The white skeleton is covered with blood and flesh, which makes the green giant appear to have reversed the order. He first built the armor, and then grew from the armor. The flesh and blood covered and connected the mechanical interfaces little by little.
The Death Skull boss was knocked out and crashed into a huge ship-destroying cannon. Only such a terrifying weapon would have an extremely deep barrel, extending all the way to the core area of the battle moon.
The orc boss crawled out of the huge cannon chamber. It just wanted to take out the enemy ship's huge cannonball and hit Vulcan, but that one was too big and could crush itself.
It roared and charged towards Vulkan, with spiritual energy blessing its body. Blue and red intertwined spiritual energy burst out from the gaps in the mecha's shoulder armor, making it look like a vehicle erupting with spiritual energy. The train of steam crashed towards the Primarch.
Vulkan accepted the provocation.
The warhammer dragged on the ground, and the original body also strode forward. When the flesh and blood that had just grown on his feet was broken due to the pressure of the thigh muscles, Vulkan yelled: "I return from the fire."
"I am the Lord of Fire Dragons!"
This is drag-knife style.
Vulkan actually used it in the form of a war hammer. The two sides collided, the armor was dented, the bones were broken, and the tremor of destruction started the melt again. The powerful force melted through the orc's mecha, and the body of the Death Skull boss was removed from the mecha. revealed in.
After the two sides struck a blow, the original body made a counter-inertial movement that surpassed that of any living thing, using its own arrogant power to advance instead of retreating.
The warhammer spun due to the impact. After turning it 180 degrees, Vulcan suddenly grasped it and stabbed the gap just opened with the end of the hammer handle. He followed the crack in the mecha and penetrated the orc's body with one blow. .
The orc boss would not fall down because of this injury. Blood began to appear in the battle between the two. Vulkan would not die. He was careful not to repeat the same mistakes. Nothing here could destroy his carefully forged armor. He could directly Resurrection within the armor, no, it should be said: healing injuries.
The battle went on for a long time, and the five remaining Ultramarines had long since died. Their bodies were broken into pieces as the two giants fought.
The Death Skull boss's injuries were getting more and more serious, but it found that the opponent had not changed at all. The orcs' offensive did bring a lot of cracks to the armor, but the salamander's eleven thousand years of secrets protected Vulkan. No matter what attack he faced, the Primarch took it with ease.
Vulkan's hammer swing can even dispel incoming psychic attacks. I don't know if every hammer he hits hits a psychic arrow or if the hammer simply has psychic defense.
The Primarch was too fast to see clearly.
The shield system is overloaded, restored, overloaded, restored, energy exhausted, recharged...
The charging system Vulcan designed for this system is crazy, and its method is burning.
Gain energy by burning Vulkan's flesh.
Vulkan stood here, stronger than those brothers who had passed away.
He is no longer a fledgling junior, nor is he a kind brother. He is the strong shield of the empire, a fire dragon who burns everything he has to protect mankind.
Burning everything he has to protect humanity.
Sometimes, the Death Skull boss can see the flames coming out of the opponent's armor. The opponent is immortal. After the Death Skull boss was dispersed in the middle of a psychic attack, his energy circle was severely damaged, causing him to lose his ability. Suspicion arose.
Can such a thing really be killed?
I have to trap him.
The Death Skull boss reacted subconsciously, hugged Vulcan, and then teleported away.
He and a psychic boss exchanged places through a teleportation jump, and the psychic field here is still very strong.
Then, the Death Skull boss suddenly realized that this mecha had an explosive sticker and would not self-destruct.
Soon, it dismissed all thoughts and began to play the most powerful project of a technologically dominant clan, "engaging in technology".
Set a trap for Vulkan.
I thought if I could trap this guy, I would have a big can on my flag that would always be alive and kicking!
Uh, my flag! ! !
The Death Skull boss only had internal teleportation exchanges, and the flag was still in place, still on the mecha that was fighting Vulcan.
At this moment, the psychic bighead was also going crazy. It originally thought that the Death Skull boss was letting it resist its opponents. This was part of its cunning, and it liked being cunning.
However, when it actually faced the original body, the burst of psychic energy had no effect. When the crushed enemy stood up again and the giant hammer kept hitting it, it desperately discovered that it was a scapegoat.
I am a bombardment subordinate, and I want to blow you up!
Just when the psychic leader decided to fight to the death, the orc's psychic communicator suddenly rang.
"Blow up the boss."
"I'm preparing for the biggest, most outrageous and hairiest explosion. If I delay the Big Green Can for a while, I'm going to set off the biggest fireworks!"
The Death Skull boss was frantically building a trap, and the surrounding orc boys rushed to help, happy because of its idea.
"If you can't hold on any longer, call other psychic leaders to replace you. Let's start a wheel battle!"
It just so happened that six psionic bosses were free, because there were two battle moons, each with three giant mechas. After the Assassin Court discovered this news, they believed that this was the most dangerous enemy ship, and decided to use Mt. The Array and the Forge Chalice blasted them to pieces.
Therefore, these six psychic leaders were not very busy until the other party successfully deployed.
The Death Skull boss was Waaagh happy because of his explosion plan, and all the orcs also cheered, this is their boss, this is the bomb, the fastest, hardest, and most explosive bomb!
Boss Deathskull didn't realize one thing.
It stole Pao Zha's name.
This allowed him to quickly unify the previously disintegrated orc fleet. However, except for a small number of Deathskull orcs who knew him, all the other orcs were thinking... It was a bomb.
I think it is the most fierce, handsome and powerful bomb!
Countless orcs are thinking this way.
The Death Skull boss is becoming more and more fond of explosions, and he is more and more fond of thick layers of armor. It puts a shell on the armor, that layer of explosive reactive armor.
It thinks that it is its own talent, but...that is what all orcs think.
Bombs will do this.