paranoianovel Chapter 528 Joke
Chapter 528 Joke
"Your flamethrower is worse than the wind blowing from Nocturne's volcano."
Vulkan made no secret of his disdain for the enemy. How could these shabby equipment compete with his legions?
And a group of extraordinary angels who are skilled in blacksmithing are being destroyed by these junks. Is this always the case in this world?
The two sides got close enough, and the green, huge, extremely strong terrifying warrior swung his hammer.
The moment the two sides approached each other, Vulkan saw the orc spiritual energy flowing on the giant hammer. It was very beautiful, like diamonds buried deep in the ground, like stars in the sky plated on the hammer.
Its "decomposition stance" was terrifying, and Vulkan pressed the button.
Melt spewed out from the war hammer, and the wind of death suddenly hung up when the two hammers collided. Vulcan's exquisite melt directly destroyed part of the enemy's war hammer, and the tremor of destruction passed through the gap, hitting the enemy like a meteor. The opponent's curved carapace plate.
A huge piece of the entire mecha was knocked off. This Titan-class mecha lost a large amount of its deck, and the bodies of many fart mechanics could even be seen.
Their flesh and blood collapsed from the shock, turning into a pool of mushroom sauce that slowly flowed.
The giant hammer penetrated too deep, and Vulkan smelled a pungent smell.
The next moment, a violent explosion swept through everything. Vulcan smashed in with a hammer, piercing the flamethrower fuel tank. The ferocious fuel fermented by these poisonous mushrooms came into contact with the decomposing position, and quickly burned and exploded.
Both the original body and the mecha were coated with a layer of red red by the flames. The sound of explosions echoed in Vulcan's ears, and their movements did not stop at all.
The psychic boss thinks its current look is very handsome! too handsome!
"Bang~~~"
The outermost layer of the mecha exploded.
What do you know, this is Xiami's... Xiami's what-so-ever, anti-explosion, explosive anti-attack armor!
The orc used powerful spiritual energy to lift Vulkan up and tried to crush him in the air, but Vulcan just squeezed his flesh and blood, and the pain came like a tide, which he completely ignored.
Compared with those suffering people, what is my pain?
Vulkan's newly forged armor has one characteristic: it's so hard that even if you can crush the flesh inside, you can't crush it.
The psychic big head feels a little strange, why can't it be broken? It has used all its power.
This made Vulkan put it down in confusion without making any extra moves, and he picked up the hammer to try another plan.
The ball-shaped hammer simply turned in a circle so that the gap was no longer facing the target, and the hammering on both sides started again.
"Born in fire!" The flames on Vulkan's body were extinguished by the enemy's spiritual energy, but the orc's giant mecha was still burning brightly.
The tremor of destruction struck out, and the psychic head felt a huge impact, going straight to its head.
Not good.
Another mecha moved.
War always makes the orcs excited, and they come without paying homage.
The orc mecha located in the South Pole ran wildly, soared into the sky from the depths of the battle moon, and flew towards this side.
The psychic teleportation device can only teleport the cockpit and can "substitute people in battle", but it cannot directly teleport the mecha.
Vulkan wanted to face the enemy directly, not just layers of steel.
Instead of just one blow, he decided to tear the tatters apart with a series of forged hammer blows.
"No magic weapon can be forged with just one hammer."
Vulcan took action.
His fighting strategy is simple and effective. He punches the opponent's leg joints hard, and then the war hammer sweeps across and hits the opponent's leg joints.
‘Does this scrap qualify to be forged by my hammer? They should be destroyed. ’
Vulkan activated the Destructive Tremor, and the blow fell like a landslide and tsunami. The sound of death sounded on the hammer handle, machete, Gogo emblem on the chest, and steel grille of the Orc mecha. The speed of the original body was so fast that when After Vulkan thought of a countermeasure, nothing could stop him.
This game of flesh and steel reminded Vulkan uncontrollably of his brother. The conflict was quite big at that time.
He kept telling himself that the orcs were not worthy to be compared with Ferus, but there was no way. He would always see something similar, and then he could not help but miss his brothers.
"Why are you wrapped in thick armor? Don't you dare to fight me?"
At least most of the orc bosses are still willing to show their powerful and invincible heads, including the beasts that once died with Vulkan.
"Waaagh!!!"
"My eyes are looking at you, separated only by a layer of translucent crystal."
Vulkan's offensive made it increasingly difficult for the psychic boss to resist. The clicking sound of the opponent's rotating machinery and the thick black smoke emitting from behind showed that the opponent was weaker than Vulkan.
"Boom~~~" The sound of the giant hammer falling is not an anvil, nor is it a forging.
This is not the opponent he is looking for. He has to kill him as soon as possible and then find the real enemy.
Vulkan removed the machinery in front of him bit by bit.
......
The relationship between the Tenth Legion and the Salamanders is not very harmonious. In fact, Ferus' Legion believes that mechanical ascension of weak flesh and blood is only a belief among the Astartes.
This is still very different from the Salamander relying on its own strong body to fight.
"I felt very lonely at the time." Vulcan said to himself, not caring about the enemy in front of him.
He broke the opponent's mechanical arm and pressed it under his body. It looked a bit awkward. A large mechanical giant was pressed underneath by a green warrior several sizes smaller.
"Now is the real loneliness."
The tremor of destruction fell from the sky and was picked up again. It was extremely violent and full of beauty.
The orc mecha tried many times to condense the spiritual energy, but every time it was just condensed, it would be shattered by a blow from the war hammer.
The psychic bighead had no choice. It had to concentrate all its power on the impact point of the hammer to protect it. Even so, the mecha was still wearing away bit by bit.
.....
Ferrus has always looked down upon the Salamanders, thinking that they were just a fledgling legion of play-actors. In fact, the reason why this legion did nothing in the early days of the Great Crusade was because most of their people were sacrificed in the Terran Unification War. .
Ferus felt that it was he, Vulkan, who was "fledgling" and came back too late.
Vulkan could hide his mercy from all the chroniclers of the Empire, for the Emperor did not need a savior, he needed weapons of destruction.
But he couldn't hide these traits from his brothers.
The brothers saw him as a coward, but they didn't say so explicitly. They liked to say: "You are still the good guy as always."
...
Vulkan hammered down hard, and the orc mecha finally couldn't hold on any longer. The huge armor plate was torn apart, and the face of the psychic boss was exposed.
The fighting was so exaggerated that the entire area was destroyed in the aftermath.
Vulkan aimed his pistol at it.
"The pistol has not yet been named."
The loaded ammunition was finally no longer a miniature nuclear bomb, and the original body needed to reserve some ammunition for next use.
"Just call it missing."
With one shot, the orcs' brief chaos and cowardice took over the world.
The guards did not dare to fight such a terrifying enemy. The orcs just loved fighting, not dying. They could not survive a single round under Vulkan's hammer.
Vulkan spent some time walking to the bottom of the passage, which was created by his continuous nuclear bombings and led directly to the sky outside.
Even in this small "well", he could see several battleships crisscrossing each other, and torpedoes and orc shells flying everywhere.
Destructive energy fills the universe, and every shot can send him into the subspace to be resurrected.
"Ferrus once told me that I am not good at dealing with this situation. I should abandon kindness to save more people, just like this." Vulkan raised his pistol high.
lay down.
He started to climb up, but when he was halfway up, a dark shadow appeared above his head.
It's good, he doesn't need to look for it anymore.
Another mecha fell from the sky. Each one was slightly different, but this one looked better.
It looks like the big forklift has become a spirit.
Yellow Mao Ge style, hook and harpoon, laser gun and singularity cannon, what a strange combination.
The primarch and his opponent began to struggle in the air, and Vulkan was dissatisfied that it had obscured the remaining light, as the aliens always did.
The two fell into a crazy fight again.
......
The Death Skull boss waited quietly, fighting the moon alone.
That's of course, only three psychic bosses can sustain the Battle Moon, and those three are too rubbish.
A single orc can maintain the "Waaaagh" energy position ring of the entire battle moon, that is truly fierce.
It waited quietly. The little guy from the Assassin's Court was hung on the top like a totem. Behind him was a flag that the orcs thought was very domineering. It was rolled up and she was on the outside.
Simple steel nails penetrated her body and locked every inch of her bones.
This shouldn't trap her.
But the orc's thinking made these nails magical.
No orc would think she could leave, and these restrictions were extremely strong.
Boss Death Skull plays with everything he grabs. What is in the hands of others is always good, even if it is just some small things.
The Star God Phase Sword... pick your teeth.
Scrooge's hair swayed, and the hearts of the surrounding orc guards also trembled.
"Boss, the cans are coming in."
"Just canned food?"
Boss Deathskull stood up and poked the assassin hanging above the room.
Didn't this shrimp tell the big can that he was here?
No matter what, he will come anyway.
Boss Deathskull likes to steal, and Pao Biao came here to challenge the Emperor. He still knows this, but he doesn't think he will succeed.
The pursuit of the Death Skull boss is different.
It likes to steal things.
I think the gold toilet would be nice.
Because he can't think of anything else worthy of its power, supreme perfection, deception and thief king. Is there any more valuable treasure in the world?
It would be a good idea to blow it up before leaving.
Boss Death Skull poked the assassin for a while, and when he saw that she was almost out of breath, he stopped and stuffed her with a delicious pop.
The surrounding intelligence was constantly being transmitted to him, and there were dots of red marks everywhere on the big screen.
It saw many blue cans rushing into its battle moon, attacking crazily inside.
"Blue is not a good color. Blue is not allowed in my territory." (Orcs think blue represents bad luck)
The orc guards roared out.
Boss Death Skull thought for a moment and raised the battle flag? Is it time?
It pulled the rope hard, and the hemp rope made of unknown giant jumping fur was instantly released.
The assassin was momentarily weightless, and she tumbled in the air, then swung back and forth in the sky as the subsequent flags were unfurled.
The nail caused her heartbreaking (physical) pain due to the pulling of the flag behind her.
If those organs include the heart and lungs.
The entire flag fell down, like Spring Festival couplets, in a long strip.
There are all kinds of enemies hanging on it, and the Death Skull boss has everything he wants, including various cans, giant beast corpses, black bean sprouts, white bean sprouts...
Some are alive, some are dead.
They were lined up like exhibits and nailed to the orc war flags. Boss Deathskull debated for a while whether he should make them banners or float them vertically.
Soon, it made a decision.
The banner, the middle part, should be reserved for the largest can.
......
No, something seems wrong.
I wonder if those teleportation equipment and mechas are used as backup for me?
Why did those idiots start killing me from my backup mecha?
I left it until the end, so what was the point of getting those mechas before?
No, I have to tell them to hit me here first.
The Death Skull boss strode forward and took off all his masks, revealing his big stitched face. The stitches were blocked by steel, but one could see the different skin colors on both sides.
Where are those blue cans? I'm going to find them, preferably the ones with glowing eyes (psionic beings).
The orc boss takes action himself! The Guards yelled for a while, and a group of orc boys got their butts kicked one after another to spread the message.
All the orcs were extremely excited.
......
Vulkan came out of a pile of ruins. This one was not weak either.
But it's still not strong enough.
It can't reach the beast, nor can it reach the power of Ullanor's one.
The signal here is very poor and the battle moon is broken to a certain extent.
There are a lot of orcs here, and Vulkan can't kill them as fast as they can. The battle moon will be crumbling, but after all, the real boss is not dead yet.
It's time to teleport, where should I go?
The teleportation beacon planned by the Salamander Warrior did not fall, and the others were far away.
The signal was too poor, and the interior of the Battle Moon was greatly affected by the Ork psychic energy.
Gotta go outside a little bit.
He looked up and saw another moon due to the rotation of the battle moon, but this time, many orc heads appeared on the side.
Am I going to step on the enemy's corpse?
The orcs didn't seem to have the courage to fight in close combat. Their cunning had the upper hand, so they still dared to shoot.
Vulkan felt that sooner or later he would step on the hillside filled with bullets and reach the appearance of the Battle Moon.
forget about it.
Leave it to Missing.
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The celebration deep in the webway has no end at all, and it is getting more and more intense with each wonderful troupe's performance.
The celebrations for Khan's departure have not yet ended, and the good news keeps coming.
Anyway, the Eldar have not made any moves recently except for the defeat at Blackstone Fortress, and they are very happy to see all the forces consuming a lot of their own power.
The Laughing God of the Eldar laughed loudly. He had not been so happy for a long time. He saw an epic joke, made by Tzeentch.
He praised the God of trickery. This time it didn't look like a trick, but like a joke.
The relationship between Tzeentch and him is very strange. Slaanesh will be stuck in the middle anyway, and the Eldar God is not worried about the erosion of the Lord of Destiny at all.
The Empire lost a Primarch at a very small cost.
Anyway, there is no difference between not moving and losing in a stagnant attitude, as long as you don't walk in the world.
"Will the wolf miss this experience when he wakes up? That is something he will never forget in his life."
The Laughing God unceremoniously recorded this incident in the book and threw it into the dark library.
He lost half of it and quickly caught it before it fell into the library.
Oops, what will happen if Chagatai comes again? Who cares, it's an interesting bargaining chip, it's okay to give it to him, but he'll have to pay for it.
It's rare for the Harlequin Troupe to be able to wring the wool out of the Primarch.
The classics slowly floated into a secret extra-dimensional fragment from the air, and were lightly stuck on a bookcase.
It's funny how a group of people saw the Primarch unconscious and were sent into stasis.
The Primarch of discomfort, the Primarch of headaches, the Primarch of confusion.
Rather than saying that it is the poison of the poisonous original body, it is better to say...
That was the wine that made the Wolf King drunk.
Anyway, the wine the Wolf King drinks is extremely poisonous to any other creature.
The drug delivered by Tzeentch was simply not enough to kill a primarch. For the Wolf King, it might have been the first time he was drunk and unconscious.
Those cute guys also wanted to slap the Wolf King's throat, which was so funny.
This is Tzeentch, small movements accomplish big things, big movements do nothing.
,,,,,
The clowns are busy recording everything, and the great changes in the galaxy are exciting.
Kaldor retreated nine times in a row, with his back to the solar system, and with one strike, he recovered all the lost ground and defeated the enemy.
Azrael stood on top of the highest observatory in the Galaxy Orbital Defense Zone, not moving a single step. Both sides suffered heavy losses, but so far no enemy had invaded the Sun Star Domain passage he was guarding.
He wrote on the paper, "No enemies will invade the territory today." Harlequin wrote above "Azriel did not notice me."
Then the Laughing God would have to open a rift in the warp to retrieve his soul.
Dante commanded the army to advance and retreat in a controlled manner, fighting step by step. It was unknown how long it had been since the Genestealers, which were full of pilgrim ships, attacked, so much so that some Blood Angel sub-groups opened fire without confirming the identity of the other party.
An uncontaminated pilgrim ship was destroyed without anyone even noticing, leaving them to burn across space, killing the entire crew.
More Genestealers have surpassed their defenses and infiltrated deeper, and supplies sent to the front line by Terra's warehouses and the Martian Mechanicus have been intercepted in small quantities.
The Iron Hands lost a third of their defense zone, where the Chaos Offensive achieved the most success. You can't blame them, because their defense strength is the smallest among all defense nodes, but the counterattack continues, and their strength is preserved. Very good,
The Imperial Fists lost no ground.
The Khan's defense area was smashed, and the regent was continuously jumping gangs to annihilate the enemy. The accuracy of his gang jumping was 100%, which was really strange.
The casualties of Red Torrent are somewhat high, and the reason is unknown.
......
"It must be like this, I don't even have to think about it."
William's face was haggard, and it was hard to imagine seeing this expression on his face. He always seemed to be in high spirits.
"That must be it. I shouldn't have let the Weeper out."
After thinking this, he covered his head again.
The flagship is very successful these days in destroying enemy invasion fleets.
They jumped here, and the violent stellar activity not only caused the other party to lose their eyes, but also caused the empire to lose its eyes.
When the enemy saw the fortress planet that had run out of ammunition and food, and the planetary void shield was almost overloaded, they were overjoyed and did not do anything to them. They bombarded the shield below and overloaded it to destroy the enemy.
Each time, each time, as they approached the fortress and prepared to drop bombs, the People's Light suddenly appeared and destroyed them.
It wasn't until William discovered that most of the troops were wounded that he had to let the Weepers out.
Then,.....
The current situation is very strange.
The engine of the ship on which the Weepers were traveling exploded for reasons he still didn't know, and it was falling towards the fortress world below...
The area where the world's planetary shield is located.
Without even thinking about it, if a battleship more than ten kilometers long were smashed into it, the shield module would definitely explode, and there would be no way that the wailers would survive.
Most of the Wailers are not on the ship. They have jumped to the other side's ship. They are a mixed bag of evil lords and a group of Chaos warriors.
William cleared his mind, how to pull back the battle barge Mother of Tears now? Can Anos reach that position and open his mouth?
The shipyard's bulkhead will be smashed through due to the opponent's inertia.
"Anos, what will you do?"
William typed these questions on the ship, but Anos did not reply immediately. His reply speed has become slower and slower over the years, and he is becoming more and more like a machine spirit.
Will the small command module be everything in his future?
Maybe I should get out.
Is this fortress world worth risking the shattering of the shipyard to save? There definitely weren't many people up there.
It was originally part of the Jianqingbiye plan.
Death smiled at the fortress world.
They looked up and saw a huge ship. They opened their mouths and swallowed the huge ship that almost destroyed everything they had.
Then, the "mouth" popped out.
The bow of the ship penetrated the outer wall covered with large and small turrets, followed by more bodies.
Explosions occurred one after another, affecting other ships.
The gravity engine pulled the ship, stopping it before the island hit the ship.
Death will not come because someone has died for them.
They saw countless debris falling, debris from the shipyard being knocked away, Mechanicus and Astartes falling from the sky, mortals quickly burned to a pile of charcoal, and there were no survivors from this accident.
William had to re-plan the meager soldiers and supplies to last for a longer period of time.
How long will Yifeng need?