DipNovel Chapter 430 Iron Curse
Chapter 430 Iron Curse
The apostles of the All-Changing Demon Lord had little lethality in front of the adamantine armor. Instead, they blasted open the walls used to trap the adamantine warriors.
For the demons of Tzeentch, confronting the adamantine warriors was obviously the next step. The plan of the ten demons was very simple. Exile these adamantine warriors, then control the mortals in these fleets, and completely transform this huge fleet into The troops of the God of Wisdom.
There are many ways to banish, such as Guilliman's banishment method...being beaten into space by Lorgar.
There are also methods that directly trap the enemy in a part of the ship and then directly detach them.
Now this group of demons are just here to experiment with attack methods, and Tzeentch has not yet launched a full-scale offensive.
Corpse Controller Demons control the bodies of dead Primaris warriors, hiding among piles of mortal believers, and participate in tentative attacks.
The battle was fierce and pretended to be fierce. The demons ordered all the believers to swarm forward, creating in a short time the illusion that the followers of Chaos had completely corrupted and sunk all mortals.
Not calling support? Adamantine warriors?
No call.
The heirs of Perturabo would never admit their own incompetence.
The ferocity of the Iron Warriors is comparable to that of the Imperial Fists. These three warriors slaughter their enemies crazily and will never call for support until they are on the verge of death.
As an alternative, their "military information" was presented early to the upper half of the company's soldiers. Those soldiers performed their duties and began to speed up patrols, especially the surrounding crew members.
After sealing off the lower deck, the first thing they did was to confirm whether the other crew members had been corrupted and whether the arsenal had been stolen.
The will of the Dark Gods corrupts them all the time, and every ship in the Warp is a danger.
This incident brought the decision-making of the top management to a threshold, and they decided to jump out of the subspace and repair it on the nearest planet.
Logically speaking, this is the retreat route of the Imperial Army, and there should be no enemies in this area. However, a brand new psychic signal suddenly appeared at this location, which turned out to be a chaotic planet that was dragged out.
Tzeentch's plan this time is to force a large number of adamantine warriors to land on the planet and take the opportunity to allow Chaos believers and demons to seize the fleet authority. At that time, it is up to him to decide whether to bomb the planet or leave.
This idea quickly turned into a contest between the weapons of the Extermination Order and Tzeentch despite Lian Lei Luo's firm principle of rushing.
Even Lei Luo and Ralph agreed to directly smash the Extermination Order down, and Tzeentch was unambiguous, increasing the corrosion intensity. Once the Extermination Order is removed, it will be corrupted and cannot be used.
Here, a viscous, highly concentrated meningeal fluid is used, and over there, the blessing of chaos is rich.
In short, Lian Leiluo doesn't intend to waste any time here. Yifeng doesn't need the supply line. He has to. This place cannot become a safe place quickly. If there are any obstacles on the supply line, they must be eradicated immediately.
A heavy bomber for use by the Astartes, invented by Ralf himself, was put into service...
Let's just put it that way.
The Red Torrent fought against Tzeentch, and the most seriously injured was the Tau.
........
After those Chaos believers attacked for a round, their corpses blocked the corridor and briefly stopped the offensive. The support of the adamantine warriors did not arrive as expected. Instead, the opponent carried out a strict blockade and almost found the location of the bomb. .
Sigh~~ With so many bombs, an area of the lower deck was directly blown away from the hull. It would be a waste to only exile three adamantine warriors.
It would be better to blow it up directly on them, the shock would kill them.
The ten demons had a headache, and they also made a mistake in becoming a power armor helmet.
There are not that many power armor veterans on the entire battleship.
Change it into an adamantine warrior helmet. We can't simulate anti-psionic fluctuations. This cannot be faked. Change it into a Terminator... Become a chicken feather. There are no "Primaris losers" here. ".
The corpses of those killed in battle were squirming. The adamantine warriors used brute force to push the corpses in the entire passage, saving their flamethrowers for clearing the portal.
The war has reached this point, and the Iron Warriors have used their most rigorous and step-by-step tactics to force the Tzeentch Demons into a dilemma.
The demon screamed, and the ten demons scattered and retreated, specifically looking for small passages that the adamantine warriors could not penetrate.
Elite mortal soldiers have blocked all the places leading to the middle deck, and they are blocked by bombs. You have the ability to directly corrupt people and bombs, otherwise they will definitely be exposed.
The veteran quickly escaped from the trap, and there were no enemies behind the body. When he took the first step forward, all the countless scanning devices on his body were activated, and it was as colorful as a disco.
The three people's plug-in detection equipment was placed on him, and soon, he found some clues.
"There are humanoid creatures moving rapidly in the A890 pipeline, faster than existing records of mortals and slower than Primaris warriors."
"Go blow it up."
The two warriors at the back carried the last of my weapons, and the explosive bombs were basically finished, but the powerful missiles in the Iron Warrior's classic overhead missile nest had not yet been used.
At the beginning, the soldiers were very restrained. After all, it was their own ship.
Now, to clean up the traitors, there is no need for restraint.
The missile left the missile nest with a "swish", and several missiles attacked several different sections of the pipeline. Sections of the pipeline made an overwhelmed sound and fell to the ground.
"In that pipe, laser guidance!"
A missile penetrated through the breach, causing a violent explosion. The exposed flesh and legs were blown to pieces. The demon screamed and tried to resist. He staggered out of the pipe and saw the decomposition flowing on the city-breaking power hammer. position.
The veteran couldn't help but complain about the abnormal appearance of these guys.
The naked body is mended with mechanical sewing, and the important parts are not covered at all, even if you wear a burqa, the key is that you are wearing a power armor helmet.
Putting aside the fact that you are pretending to be a veteran here, you are now like a little girl who caught someone peeking at you while taking a shower. Between covering your upper body and covering your lower body, you chose to cover your face.
The main character is the same except for the face.
When the hammer hit it, the battering ram did not deliver the expected impact. The devil was like a solid rubber ball. After being hit, it absorbed most of the impact and decomposed stance energy, and then suddenly expanded, and the flesh underneath was completely Tearing apart, the thin wires inserted into the body expanded and stretched the flesh apart.
The puppet strings became twine.
The demon still wanted to fight back, and threw the "hemp rope" towards the adamantine armor and whipped it. After one blow, the big head had already escaped several meters, and gave up all those tentacles with a short tail to survive.
The round head was like a balloon with a small hole poked in it. A large amount of smoke spewed out from the hole, and it was about to fly away with a "swish".
The adamantine warrior was not willing to give up. After several rounds of intensive shooting, a plasma bomb successfully hit the opponent.
The demon burned and fell down, leaving behind the words "You are the prey~~" and was banished back to the subspace.
The soldiers did not relax. They slowly withdrew to the junction of the two deck areas and waited for the arrival of ammunition supplies.
The detector locked onto another enemy and the location of a suspected bomb.
A minute later, three soldiers from the supply force came to them and patted them on the shoulders. "Quickly complete the cleaning task. There is a demon world below to deal with."
These veterans were excited. After staying in Atris for too long, the cannons were almost rusty, and now they finally had a big battle.
An elite formation of mortals came to support with detectors. They were responsible for using the detection range to find the enemy, while the Iron Warriors came to blast the enemy.
A demon is guarding the location of the bomb. Demons are not afraid of death. They are just returning to the subspace to reshape themselves. They are ready.
Then......
Electromagnetic pulse interference and anti-psionic bombs exploded in front of it at the same time.
What kind of advanced bomb do you want to make from this shabby lower deck? The Iron Warriors' Techmarines are no vegetarians.
Several anti-bomb explosion disturbances lit up at the same time, and the entire area had been cut by precise explosions under the seemingly scattered bombardment.
The demon screamed, Damn it, if I had known it was going to be a self-destruction attack, I should have left one to detonate manually. I'm always afraid of not having enough souls.
The demon took a second to regret, and then the half-steel body disappeared in flames.
Against this type of demon for the second time, the Primaris warriors looked much more professional, directly using their gravity guns to suppress the opponents and banishing them with a close-range laser shot.
The battle lasted for two hours. The Adamantine Team successfully expelled nine demons, but the body of the tenth recruit was never found.
"Did you get shattered into pieces when you resisted the demon in the early stage?"
"Be yourself and do your duty."
The Iron Warriors were not disturbed by the unknown situation at all, and conducted a comprehensive screening of the entire lower deck bit by bit.
Some of the evil bombs were found, but there was no sign of the enemy. At this time, everyone started to be on guard. Could it be that they changed the target and corrupted one of us?
The soldiers gathered together, everyone is wearing adamantine armor, no way.
Each person took turns taking off their helmets, but no abnormalities were found.
The soldiers in the blocked area above also did not report.
"Search again. If you want to see the person alive, if you want to see the body dead, even if it is burnt, find a burning place for me."
.....
At this time, the demon had passed through the garbage dump outlet and flew directly to the outside of the battleship.
I'm controlling a corpse, so I'm worried that there's no air in outer space?
It grabbed the outer armor of the ship and kept moving until it reached the largest macro gun position. At this time, fighter jets on routine patrol outside discovered it.
A corpse of an Astartes without armor?
The fighter pilot couldn't see clearly. The area where the demon was mechanized was quite rough and looked no different from the outer armor of a battleship.
The fighter pilot thought for a while, could it be that during some boarding battle, the subspace jump gang got stuck in the wall... and got stuck outside the gun barrel?
What a strange way to die.
Regarding the issue of the corpse having exposed skin, in fact most Chaos Traitors are like this. After fighting in the subspace for so long, the flesh can be repaired by the subspace, and the armor is...
Unless you shine in the flames of the Vashtor Soul Forge, your armor will grow on its own, repair itself as before, and eat you as well.
The warrior called for support, and soon the adamantine warriors inside received the news.
Just as the Tzeentch demon was looking for a cannon chamber to put itself in, a laser cannon fired over.
It suddenly jumped into the cannon like a loach.
I don’t dare to fire the macro cannon. Who knows what that thing is doing inside? If the chamber is blown up, the entire gun array will be gone.
The warriors started to invade from the periphery step by step. At this time, the demon world below began to cooperate in the battle, continuously shooting out various powerful psychic energy shock streams.
Judging from the appearance, it should be a corrupted anti-aircraft cannon, but it was so corrupted that I had no idea what it was before.
These jets had a great impact on the battleship. The duration of the void shield suddenly entered a countdown, leaving little time for the Astartes walking outside the battleship to perform the mission.
The veterans ran, jumping between huge gun barrels one after another, stepping on the shells of close-in defense guns to change directions, like patron saints invisible to us under the night.
Several soldiers quickly arrived at the macro cannon port. The soldiers used detectors to detect it, which showed that there was a corpse below.
"The firing line has been cut off in the barrel, and the shell will not be fired."
"It's hard to say. What if it is directly detonated?"
"give it to me."
A veteran jumped in directly carrying a square machine. His research on technology had reached the point of perfection, and he shot directly downwards. The corpse did not move, allowing the precise attack to tear it into pieces.
Soon, the veteran reached the bottom. The corpse was completely turned into charred bones, and the head had long since disappeared.
What about the devil?
The veteran attached his armor to the cannonball. If a demon entered the cannonball, there must be a path of corruption. However, the cannonball was completely normal, and every inch of its surface met the standards. It was not corrupted at all and then was absorbed by the anti-psychic energy, becoming like A dry, sponge-like porous, fragile interior.
Could it be in the barrel?
He began to circle around the wall of the macro cannon barrel again. The wall of the barrel was too big. More soldiers came down. It would take a lot of time to complete the circle.
Where did the devil go?
Of course, he went back to the subspace. He stayed in the real world for too long and was bounced back by the reality barrier.
Why does it do this?
Take the long view.
This battleship is fine. What about the other battleships? What about the demonic world below?
The afterburner of a battleship was suddenly invaded, manually activated in violation of regulations, and the direct injection brought the two ships closer to an unacceptable position.
The crew of that ship also reacted very quickly and quickly stopped the momentum, allowing the two ships to fly past each other. When Tzeentch's plan failed, he tried again.
The emergency avoidance of the two ships forced the battleship to flip towards the side of the planet, and a huge jet hit the ship directly. The jet was so huge that when viewed from the macro cannon port, it gave people the feeling of staring into the abyss.
"Leng Xingxing, new recruits, the void shield can block this attack." The veteran yelled, but the people outside were not new recruits either.
Anyone who knows him well knows that when he is nervous, he will subconsciously call others "new recruits."
"It's too late. We can't get back inside the battleship before the impact arrives."
"Requesting entry into the turret, from inside the barrel."
"It's useless. As long as the void shield can't defend it, even if we get into the cannon chamber, the entire macro-cannon array will not be able to withstand the explosion."
Several soldiers argued for a while, but the action did not slow down at all. The soldiers outside frantically ran back to the emergency maintenance channel, while the ones inside had begun to study the reverse space defects of the macro cannon.
A large amount of blue-purple energy waves hit the battleship, and the light from the void shield was blurry and pure.
The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief as they ran, blocked by the void shield. Those insidious guys, I will make them pay the price!
After a few seconds, the blue-purple light has not disappeared,
"Is that a foundation light spear? Does it last for so long?"
"Emperor!"
The Iron Warrior exclaimed, and a pointed top burst into the void shield.
It was a space torpedo, a space torpedo shot from the planet below.
Humans can't let the light spear cover the flight of the torpedo.
But this severely corrupted witchcraft torpedo followed the witchcraft flow towards the space battleship. It was like entering the fast lane. The barriers of reality here can be ignored. It completely ignored the laws of real physics and moved forward. It arrived very quickly. In front of the void shield, and strangely dropped to a speed that could pass through the void shield.
The battleship has only one chance, which is to fire the macro cannon and bet that the macro cannon will hit the torpedo and detonate it.
But now the adamantine warriors are blocking the muzzle of the cannon, and the scattered warriors returning to the ship have further spread the area covered by the warriors, making the entire artillery group afraid to act rashly.
What should I do if the cannonball hits the adamantine warrior and explodes before it exits the muzzle? The weapons on this side are all gone.
The plan given by the Lord of Change caused the commander of the Iron Warriors, who had always insisted on executing the plan, to hesitate momentarily.
How to do?
Lose yourself and fight with one arm, or let the torpedoes severely damage the battleship and gamble that the opponent's explosion power is not enough?
When darkness falls on the world, the brave ones are always the first to stand up.
The difference between Perturabo and Guilliman is that Perturabo always believes that his micro-control is an invincible weapon. A soldier only needs to be a robot that obeys orders absolutely, while Guilliman always believes in his own. Soldier.
No orders, no information, no time to think.
The pilot of the fighter jet crashed into it without hesitation.
As the cruiser that discovered the "body stuck in the gun barrel" outside, it always lingered on that side, providing long-range vision for the Emperor's Angels.
Although I am only one person, I can be compared to thousands of troops, so what if my body is shattered to pieces?
Human beings always like to praise heroes, and children always look forward to the moment when they will be the one standing in front of everyone. The Emperor stands, Malcador stands, Macarius stands, and Aya stands. Rick stood...each hero stood there.
The heroic pilot stared at the completely corrupted sorcery torpedo, his expression gradually turning crazy. Tzeentch's corruption penetrated his brain in an instant, but his arm was firmly pressed into the control column.
The last human resistance, together with Omnisiah's masterpiece, stopped this deadly torpedo.
The torpedo exploded close to the battleship, and the soft witchcraft stardust like a cloud slowly expanded. The veteran on the outside howled, and the pain that was enough to make him faint and the extremely clear consciousness stirred in his body.
His pain is so real that this cry can even form a soul resonance in the communication channel, allowing more soldiers to feel this crushing pain.
This time, the Iron Warriors did not choose to remain silent.
The battle cry of the Fourth Legion appeared in the communication channel:
"Wearing steel, steel inside and out."
The first sentence was the commander's voice. Gradually, more soldiers responded, and all the soldiers in the communication channel of the entire ship roared angrily.
Uniform, the mountains roar and the tsunami roars.
The rumbling war cry pounded the eardrums of the soldiers outside, and then came the admonishment.
"Steel begets strength! Strength begets will! Will begets faith! Faith begets glory! Glory begets steel!"
Brother, you are not fighting alone, we are behind you.
This tidal chorus of war cries continued until the sorcery power had completely dissipated.
The Iron Warriors are extremely united at this moment, but...
A certain recruit raised his hand weakly. I remember that the division commander had changed the battle cry, as if it had become "Wearing strong armor, my heart is like steel"?
.....
Okay, don't worry about these details, the Iron Warriors destroyed the Fourth Legion!
Really, weren’t these original battle cries told to us by the division commander~~~
This report quickly reached Relf's hands and was thrown into the pile of battle reports. There were already too many such reports. During this period, the number of attacks on the fleet increased exponentially.
Each attack becomes more and more cunning, and there are more and more coordinated attacks.
The darkness was approaching, Ralph felt it, again.
"I need to rendezvous with the division commander as soon as possible. I need the help of Baina Pao. In addition, I need to extend the time for the soldiers to wear adamantine warriors. I know the division commander's order, but now we are in a state of war. All soldiers must not remove their armor for more than Three days.”
When the size of the pure Iron Warriors reached a certain number, the conceptual impact of the traitorous legion came again.
Ralph could sense that this impact would be very violent. Putting on more warriors with anti-psionic armors would only be able to avoid this day for a short time, but bad luck would eventually come.
The curse came from Perturabo, from the fallen Iron Giant.
The original body of the Fourth Legion awakened in the void, and the Chaos Order reshaped his body. The broken flesh of Alpharius turned into hard steel, glowing with metallic luster, and the wounds of the original body were replaced by endless machinery. , Vashtor extended an olive branch to him.
The Primarch refused.
Perturabo refused to associate with the entombed warp evil, even though he had become a demon.
Vashtor threw the "olive branch" into the soul furnace. Amid the wails of countless souls, a new contract was forged from the furnace.
The red steam swirled in the hand of the Dark Machine God, and finally turned into a seal, suspended in front of Perturabo.
The primarch carefully read the contents of the contract, then took hold of the seal and pressed it hard.