DipNovel Chapter 282 Slaanesh you#￥&! #￥&＊
Chapter 282 Slaanesh you#￥&! #￥&＊
It was originally impossible for the monomolecular line fired by the dimensional spider to cause damage to the adamantine armor, but Baars Thinktank was wearing Mark X type power armor and was not wearing a helmet, which gave him an opportunity.
The jump was almost silent, and even the halo was faint. A dimensional spider appeared above Balth's head out of thin air, and the death web was aimed at the think tank's head.
At this critical moment, the dimensional spider suddenly fell down and lost its breath.
A crazy soul wave erupted from the enemy's inner core. Even in the vision of the Primaris warriors, they can clearly see that the real world is distorted, and the scene in front of them is like looking at the bottom of the lake through the sparkling lake.
Countless powerful souls of the spirit race rushed out of the core area wailing, half-hidden and half-revealed, and the reality barrier was extremely weak by the powerful spiritual energy.
A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the subspace, hovering with endless desire and erupting with powerful suction. The power of desire is like white naked arms, grabbing at the souls that are scattered around.
This was a feast, countless souls were devoured, and the palace of desire was full of demons enjoying the delicacies. Slaanesh "generously" distributed these delicacies to his clones, although he could take them back at any time... ...
Having a big banquet and eating alone at the same time is a great feeling.
A power that makes people feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts. Last time, the gates and seals of the webway absorbed power, and the vibrations in the subspace caused by the shattering of the fateful echoes of the Savage Eldar were not large. But this time, nothing can absorb these terrifying spiritual energies. The resting place of the Ark Eldar was completely shattered, turning into infinite power and instantly shattering the surrounding Eldar.
The Nether Guard was shattered in an instant, the war wizards howled and their heads exploded, and the scattered blood splashed on Elos's chest.
Elros's body has turned into a walking zombie, and his soul has been torn apart. It is pulled by the five forces of desire and flies towards the realm of Slaanesh.
If only it had ended like this.
The mighty power of Slaanesh directly intervened in those five forces and used strong means to piece together the soul of Elos. The "glue" used for splicing was the power of Slaanesh.
During the splicing process, the blessing of the Lord of Desire completely infiltrated Elos's soul. After a moment, Elos joined the feast, and a force belonging to him was also hovering around the black hole, helping to capture the souls of the ancestors.
The last resentment of the Ark Spirits before their death was: I obviously defended the enemy's powerful offensive, but the land of my ancestors was still lost.
The Primaris warriors retreated in an orderly manner, and the frontal assault team was massive, but no one said that their mission was to blow up the enemy's ancestral land.
Most of the Ark Eldar's power is deployed here, leaving Sisyphus facing very few enemies. Before the pumpkin hammer sniper mode drained Sisyphus dry, the fire brigade perfectly broke through the enemy's defense line.
While Slaanesh is busy absorbing the souls of the Eldar, we naturally have to start looting.
What are we here for? Slaanesh is trying to catch the Eldar, so don't fight against him.
The red torrent opened up the anti-psionic net area, and many warriors wearing anti-psionic armor formed areas.
Those Eldar outside the core area only had their war masks shattered by the initial explosion. The power of Slaanesh had not yet fully penetrated here, and the gaping hole in the barrier of reality had not yet spread.
These spirit races that had not yet been devoured wanted to escape, but didn't know where to go. At this time, they saw our anti-psionic area.
"Surf the gun and don't kill!"
Surrender and survive.
The proud Eldar had to make a decision in a short time, whether to be devoured by Slaanesh or enter the Astartes prisoner-of-war camp.
At least most of the Eldar chose to enter the prison camp. They were gathered together, and the Astartes had no time to search them. Naturally, they could not prevent them from bringing small weapons into it.
Groups of transport boats took away the Eldar. Before Ark was completely destroyed, we took away at least more than 4,800 Eldar "civilians".
At the same time, Yifeng, who was sitting in front of the podium, needed to make a decision.
What about mortals?
The soul power of Slaanesh swept through the entire area. The anti-psionic warriors were fine, but the mortal auxiliaries were unable to withstand the corrupting power.
There is no time to evacuate them and they will die no matter what they choose.
"Teacher..."
Yifeng's words can determine the fate of millions of people, or in other words, give them a choice of death.
"Give them the final order to charge and tear all enemies into pieces." The scattered Eldar on the battlefield were running away, and there were always some Eldar who thought they could avoid Yifeng and Slaanesh's pursuit at the same time.
"Tell them that the enemies of the Sea of Souls will appear and use all your strength to defeat them."
The commanders who received the orders still resolutely carried out the orders, and the artillery still roared, but they could not see the traces of the Astartes, only the faint pink-purple mist.
After devouring all the Eldar in the core area, Slaanesh swept the entire Eldar Ark with a powerful wind of corruption.
There were fighting and shouting everywhere. The fight between the corrupted Slaanesh believers and the political commissars began. His comrades suddenly turned against him. The corruption of the well-fed and drunk Slaanesh was so fierce that some believers had already spontaneously organized themselves. Sacrificial activities.
The battle inside the People's Light is still continuing. The Eldar assault force may be the only survivor besides the prisoners, but they can't jump around for too long. The Assassins find that they cannot teleport in this strange ship. The enemy seems Able to know their location precisely.
The new recruits were also Primaris warriors wearing Mark X power armor. They were fighting hand to hand in the corridor, and it was impossible for the Eldar to deal with them easily.
Groups of veterans returned to the flagship, exhausted but still organized and ready for a counterattack.
Yifeng stood up from the command position and prepared his armor. The devil is about to come to this area, and Yifeng must go there personally to suppress the subspace rift and speed up the self-repair of the reality barrier.
In fact, Slaanesh had no intention of opening the rift. The meal was already finished, and there were only a few leftovers left for the little devils to come out and take a few bites.
His sight is no longer here.
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The Primaris warriors spent several hours regrouping, removing the broken weapons from their armor, replacing them with brand new equipment, replenishing ammunition, and checking their status.
The Thunder Eagle transport boat reloaded its fuel. At this time, the Eldar Ark was silent, with no light from any artillery fire at all.
"Commander, your Belisarius furnace has just been started. Let us go."
"No, I will go there myself to give those mortals who fought bravely a final rest."
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The Eldar's ark became fragmented. Yifeng stepped onto this broken deck and truly realized the tragedy of the mortal troops.
The artillery units were surrounded by mortal corpses, the warp spiders devouring them all, while a few Eldar corpses lay beside them.
Most of what Slaanesh ate was the souls of the ancestors. The souls of the Eldar who had enough reaction time entered the soul stones. Of course, the captives refused to do so because the soul stones had nowhere to go, and the souls in the soul stones were very small. It will soon die out completely.
"Commander, there are traces of battle in front of us, but no body was found."
"It's normal, that's how the enemy is, but the time is still short, and the corruption of the Desire Apostle shouldn't be deep yet."
Fierce firefights were heard from the reconnaissance troops. A group of flesh-carved perverts were overwhelmed by the art of flames while "creating". Yifeng followed the previous attack route of Bals and saw nothing except some corpses. .
"Commander, we found a pile of corpses. It should be the work of a political commissar."
"Can you find him?"
"Found out, he committed suicide."
The surrounding equipment was scattered on the ground. Yifeng stepped over the squeaking equipment. He didn't know which pipe was leaking, and the cold wind whimpered in the air.
After passing through the teleportation point of the Great Think Tank and the gate guarded by the enemy, the resting place of the Eldar ancestors has been completely shattered. All Yifeng can see is the bare wall, and everything else has been swallowed up by the subspace rift.
"Search team confirmed? Are there any survivors?"
"We found less than a thousand people."
"We have the conditions to expand the search scope and isolate all these people."
"Division commander... they, they attack us, fire, fire!"
There was confusion in the communications channel for a brief moment.
"Commander, I'm afraid there are no survivors,"
"Carry out cleaning and recovery operations. All items recovered in this battlefield must be sealed in Level 1 hazardous materials until the technical sergeant confirms their safety or the maintenance machine can remanufacture them."
Yifeng was silent for a while. The degree of corruption this time was unprecedented.
"Strategic supplies are involuntarily transferred to the troops. Mortal members will be temporarily suspended, while technical sergeants will enter first."
This large Eldar Ark, which was similar in size to the People's Light, was pulled by the towing beam activated by the flagship in a moment, sailing at super-light speed in the real world.
We cannot copy the materials of this battleship, we can only find inspiration in design ideas and technology.
In this ship, there are almost no large tank-type vehicles and flying vehicles used by the Eldar. It seems that this Ark has given up on small vehicles and specializes in battleships, Titans and infantry.
"Master, where are we going?"
"In the post-Winker world, this battleship must be hidden in a place that no one knows about. The post-Winker world also needs our resources."
Yifeng was still thinking about how to face the families of the millions of fallen soldiers. He had been thinking about it for a long time, but still didn't get the answer.
Volus handed him reliable data.
"Are you sure? There are only 600,000 dependents in Volus? This is too few."
"They are orphans, commander. Their relatives have died on our home planet, under the gunfire of the Fourth Army. They grew up here. Most of the senior officials in the army are less than thirty years old. They are The loser of the recruit selection.”
Volus listed another part of the data, "Of the 600,000 dependents, 460,000 are aging workers, and 140,000 are children and mothers." Volus knelt down on one knee. Looking at Yifeng, "Do we need to establish Zhongsi College? Teacher, I apply to be the principal."
"No, Volus, no, I reject this choice." Yifeng spoke slowly, with a heavy tone.
"Letting them live like ordinary people is the only way to respect them. Pass on my orders. Teachers in every school need to guide them. We will vigorously publicize the deeds of their fathers. We need every child who has lost a parent to Stand tall in school and proudly tell other kids that their parents are heroes."
Yifeng rubbed the war blade and continued: "I want the whole society to know that their contribution is unparalleled, so that their surviving children can live with a standard of living that exceeds the standard line until they become adults and join the workforce. I want the next generation to know The children see that they have not failed us, and we have not failed them. Blood is rewarded, and he must have it."
"Convening the Astartes Conference, we must learn the painful lessons of this time. On the People's Light, every Astartes is a parent. It is our responsibility to fail to protect the children. All team leaders Those with positions above will assemble.”
Afterwards, Yifeng made an internal review on the fact that during this battle, the Primaris warriors were completely unable to deal with the subsequent terrorist incidents after destroying enemy equipment, and the think tanks began to design plans to prevent such incidents from happening.
After this incident, we entered a brief period of calm.
The remaining supplies of the Fourth Army will need more time to be converted into combat effectiveness.
The army stopped gathering, and each of the ten war groups returned to their home planet for training.
Originally, there were two Astartes Chapters in one sector, and the defense force was complete. Now ten Chapters are deployed at the junction of the four sectors, surrounding the Calixis sector, forming a polar formation. High defense density.
Some people in the empire could not help but wonder whether the invasion of the Fourth Legion had been anticipated by the great regent.
In the galaxy, the problem is big, very big.
The 272nd year of the war group’s history is the 42nd year of 782K.
What did you think of?
Five years ago, in 42K777, Nurgle's power was extremely enhanced, but he did not launch an offensive. This was the most terrifying thing.
Maybe it's already started, but we don't know it yet.
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"Guilliman, maybe we should talk."
Guilliman had just returned from the battlefield, when another Khorne warband was crushed, when he received the news.
This news came from Belisarius Caul, who was still tirelessly applying to Guilliman whether he could use the gene seeds of the Traitor Legions to create Primaris warriors, and use the genes of the mysterious Second and Eleventh Legions. seed.
There is no doubt that when Caul sent the application to you, he may have secretly transformed thousands of these Primaris warriors.
"Where is he?" Guilliman was always more patient with Caul than others.
"He sent a representative...well, a doppelganger, so to speak, waiting outside."
Guilliman walked quickly and told his genetic descendants to hold the door tightly.
Although the Ultramarines were dissatisfied that the Primarch treated a member of the Mechanicum "better" than his own children, they still faithfully carried out their father's orders.
Quiet room.
Caul's huge mechanical body has filled half of the conference room. It is difficult to imagine that this is a clone. The amount of knowledge he possesses is estimated to exceed that of many Archbishops of the Forge World.
"Dear Lord Regent," Caul glanced at the ancient armor Guilliman was wearing. It had a long history.
"The armor of destiny has been broken. Do you remember the Deep Blue Agreement?"
"Of course I remember the Deep Blue Agreement. What I'm curious about is how you knew the news that the Armor of Destiny was broken." This sentence is completely Guilliman venting his anger. How could he not know that Caul must be on his armor? By using his hands and feet, he was simply informing Kaur of his dissatisfaction with his border crossing.
"That is not the focus of this meeting. Great Lord Macragge, your loyal ministers learned that your armor was broken and came here with a brand new armor."
"If this is the case, Caul, I order you to take off the new armor and monitor me."
"Don't worry, I definitely didn't tamper with the new armor."
"You won't disobey my orders."
"Absolutely not, dear Regent, I am your loyal servant forever."
Yes, Guilliman understands. No wonder he sent a clone of such a high level just to say this without any grudges. Guilliman dared to bet Jotun that there must be surveillance equipment, and only Caul's body was there. Know what's going on.
"Deep Blue Agreement, do you understand it?"
"If you're asking me about this clone, yes, I know it very well."
"That's good. What do you think about memory?"
"I think it's better for you to block it, then... things that shouldn't appear will affect you."
"I'm afraid it's up to the Emperor's will, things are a little different now."
"So...what does the great Emperor need from his loyal subjects?"
"I can't tell you for the time being." In fact, Guilliman has tried to contact the emperor many times, but has never received a response. He thinks that he should go back to the palace and talk to him, but the war in front of him always makes him Can't escape.
"I follow your orders. So about the new armor..."
Take me to see it.
"No, no need, right here."
Kaul's back, which was more than ten meters high, suddenly split open, and his huge black robe fell down. He was covered with countless precision-operated mechanical equipment, maintaining a huge black box in the middle.
"Open it here? Prince Regent."
"Open it, what is it called?" The huge battle armor box opened with steam, and a huge battle armor appeared in the quiet room. Gold and blue complemented each other. The Eagle emblem in the middle stood out, and the hands The body became larger and the back became thicker, and the problems exposed on the Armor of Destiny were properly resolved.
"I will temporarily call it the Armor of Hope. If you think it is not acceptable, please rename it."
"No, let's call it the Armor of Hope. Tell me what adjustments you made."
Guilliman looked at the armor coldly. It was still as gorgeous as ever. It was very useful to stand in a crowd to boost morale, but it needed some substantial improvements.
"My anti-gravity technology has matured, but to be on the safe side, I still installed a jet system. This armor can fly. It can fly in two modes and can be used at the same time."
Following Caul's words, this powerful armor slowly floated up.
"Very well, Call, that's a nice improvement."
Combining the stability of anti-gravity flight with the rapid acceleration of jet flight is a nice improvement.
"What about the Hand of Control? Did you remove the bombs on it?"
"Yes, great regent, I changed one hand to be more in line with the holding method of the Emperor's Holy Sword. The other hand is a powerful power fist. After my adjustment, it can definitely exert stronger damage. force."
"I understand what you mean, but what about long-range attacks? Do you want me to hold a bolt gun like the heirs?"
"No, no, no." Even if it was a mechanical voice, Guilliman could hear the pride and pride contained in Caul's three words.
"Great Regent, I said before that this armor can fly, but the enemy doesn't know this."
A new hidden compartment opened up on Caul's back again. You never know what the great sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus can hide on his body.
A huge image of angel wings spread out, beautiful, sacred, in line with the characteristics of the Son of God.
The huge angel wings are made entirely of deadly weapons, and Caul hides a large number of laser guns, plasma weapons, and a jet that is completely used to confuse others.
"They don't know that your flying ability comes from the armor itself. When they want to shoot you down, they will naturally attack your wings. You can take advantage of this to surprise them."
The wings rotated 360 degrees as Caul's mechanical arm reversed, allowing Guilliman to see the entire structure clearly.
"The camouflaged nozzle below usually just spits out water mist. Of course, you can fill it with special medicine. When it flies over the battlefield, it will truly have the ability to treat diseases."
Guilliman's veins were pulsing. All the ideas were great, but this look was probably modeled after Saint Leth.
"If I'm not wrong, is there still a halo and a golden appearance?"
"As expected, you are the son of God who has made great plans. I have designed a energy-gathering halo for you, which can enhance the thickness of the shield of this armor and charge the armor by absorbing specific energy."
"You mean, this armor has a shield system."
"Yes, it's the same as the Iron Cavalry Terminator Armor, except I put it on my chest. This not only creates a shield, but also protects you better."
Guilliman rubbed his temples with his hands. Your design idea has completely developed towards the state religion!
"Go back and revise..."
"If you are talking about matters related to the Deep Blue Agreement, there is no need to go back."
I don't know what Kaul did, but a small mechanical device flew out of the Armor of Hope.
"Now it has no original function. (Sealed memory)"
Guilliman hesitated. He didn't know whether to trust Caul now.
"Dong Dong Dong~"
There was a knock on the door.
A message was sent to Guilliman's personal terminal.
"Guilliman, I need to talk to you. The war situation is very serious. ——Efrene"