paranoianovel Chapter 238 Necron, incomprehensible technology
Chapter 238 Necron, incomprehensible technology
The White Scar boy who lost his chain sword became more and more angry. After rushing out of the enemy group, he met another motorcycle and took off the anti-vehicle bomb hanging on someone else's car.
The Chaos leader completely transformed into Nurgle, with his chubby body "riddled with scars" and his father's signature smile. The antlers on his head were like a crown, declaring the majesty of his father to everything around him.
It laughed loudly and smashed the black cocoon hard. A mist brewed in the black cocoon, which was originally as "tender" as jelly, and entered the body of the possessed mortal through the fat hand in contact with the black cocoon.
The black cocoon became dry and brittle as a paper shell. The chain sword inserted in it fell to the ground. The leader of Chaos smashed it hard and walked out of the cocoon. The poisonous mist rose into the sky, forming a mass of fog in the air that looked like a towering dead tree.
As it broke out of the cocoon, 1313 used all his strength to jump towards the demon. The gray-brown coat rustled in the wind, and the solid poison wrapped around his body. Everywhere in 1313's body that came into contact with the poisonous mist was ignited with blazing fire.
O fire that transcends the mortal world, cleansing away the sins of the world.
1313 At this time, he was not like a living saint with the Holy Light coming to the world, but rather like an unyielding warrior who had returned from purgatory, or a Krieg who charged with the enemy's flamethrower. After the flesh and blood dissipated, only the human light of supreme will remained.
The demon looked at the incoming 1313 in the sky, raised his hands high, and with one stroke, opened multiple subspace cracks. Its ability was to summon brothers and sisters in the Father's Garden to come out and spread the love of the Father.
1313's body suddenly erupted with a dazzling light that burned the eyes. It was sacred and majestic, and golden flames rolled into the subspace cracks.
The rift closed instantly.
The Chaos leader was stunned for a moment, but 1313 had already crossed the crack, and the engineer shovel was raised high, ready to split the demon in half.
The demon residing in the body of the Chaos leader was filled with fear, and commanded the body to turn its head, trying to jam the engineer shovel with the antlers on its head.
.......
A Krieg engineer shovel was accurately inserted into the heads of the possessed mortal and the demon inside him. The antlers were easily cut off and fell to the ground. The bright golden light accompanied by the demon's fearful expression formed a picture that made the White Scar disciple angry to the point of depression.
The anti-vehicle bomb that was originally sent to the devil was now rounded by the warrior and used as a short ball hammer to hit the surrounding Chaos believers. He used his bow left and right to smash a path of blood.
It wasn't until he was about to reach the position of his chain sword that the White Scar Warrior angrily threw the anti-vehicle bomb onto a rusted artillery in the distance. With the sound of explosion, the fragmented artillery tank fragments ruthlessly tore apart the surrounding walking corpses. .
The soldier leaned over to pick up the chain sword that had fallen on the ground. Sure enough, it could no longer be activated! The emperor's angry angel used it as a short stick, wielding it to seal the air, and the motorcycle flew through the enemy's formation at lightning speed.
The demons here were killed, and the surrounding plague army posed no threat to the Primaris warriors.
William's army doesn't have many motorcycles, and the few here are all the mobility power. Just as the motorcycle troops were about to hand over these Chaos Believers to the follow-up troops, a huge fireball hit them.
The cannon-blasting mecha was shattered again, revealing its proudest and most powerful mecha, the cannon-explosion mecha that was more than ten meters high.
The shell made of adamantine took the Necrons a while to penetrate. The boulder was more violent than the cannons imagined. The huge flying fortress of the Necrons did not recharge its energy to attack the cannons, and even fired the large Gauss with a short interval. There were no cannons, so it just crashed into it.
The cannon exploded and flew all the way to this battlefield. 1313 flattened the head of the Chaos believer in front of him with a shovel, then looked up at the boulder floating in the air.
The Krieg warrior hesitated, as if he didn't know which enemy of the Emperor should be killed first. He turned his head and glanced at the red-armored warriors. These Primaris were slaughtering Nurgle's army with extremely high efficiency. He had no intention of dealing with those two giants.
Continue to kill the enemy in front of you.
The White Scars are pretty straightforward, so I won't go over there. Do they want me to chop down the Titan with a chainsword?
This decision was abandoned after a few seconds.
In the tactical helmet, the long-lost communication finally came.
Good news, we've got contact with the strike cruiser.
Bad news, strike cruisers are falling.
The Necron Scythe-class Reapers severely damaged our ship's main engines, and the strike cruiser stalled, being pulled by the planet's gravity on the world of Badab II.
The good news is that the strike cruiser is located above the largest lake in the second world. The large lake with a diameter of more than 100 kilometers can buffer the fall of the battleship and may not cause too strong a geological disaster.
Bad news, that lake is quite close to us, everyone is ready to face the "tsunami".
.......
The forces of Nurgle are turning around. Although the recent battles have suffered heavy losses, once the contaminated water washes away from the surface of the earth, even if the poisonous water is diluted, it is not without effect. This kind of poison based on the power of subspace will at most corrode humans more slowly. .
At that time, small creatures such as earthworms on the surface of the earth will first decay, and then the seeds scattered on the earth after the catastrophe will bloom, and the flowers of chaos will bloom. A large number of chaos believers will be born, and the world will fall into the arms of a loving father.
But it's not that time yet.
Upon receiving the information, all Primaris warriors stopped hunting the Chaos Cultists, who were destined to die.
The motorcycle team was divided into three groups to investigate the two giant creations.
1313 After killing for a while, he saw the Primaris warriors leaving in a hurry, and immediately followed them. He was destined to deal with that big guy!
The adamantine mecha was not shattered by the blast, but a large number of underworld beetles attacked it overwhelmingly, trying to eat the entire mecha.
The only four psychic giants left around were bombarded and could no longer hold on. The green-skinned army was slaughtered, and my own psychic powers dropped significantly. I thought more and more slowly.
In the core cab, Pao Biao roared, which boosted some morale. The technician boys finally stopped making trouble, and Pao Biao's brain was working rapidly, thinking of ways to get out of trouble.
The huge mecha did not retreat but advanced, using offense as defense. It showed an oversized version of the powerful machete and rushed towards the boulder.
The Necrons didn't expect this green skin to be so difficult to kill. The inertia-free engine of the boulder drove it to the ground instantly. It seemed to have performed some operation and anchored itself. Some energy threads began to appear on the entire boulder. This was not a defensive shield, this was A method of attack. Once the bomb hits it, it will receive an energy counterattack instantly.
After the bombardment mecha hit, the sword was shattered by the energy counterattack.
The artillery fire from the sky once again covered this place. As long as both sides stopped moving, the artillery of the human army could carry out locked-in bombardment.
The commander in the boulder was a little annoyed.
"Instruction, verification, 'cleanse our world of bugs', request communication connection, we have been attacked by ground troops from unknown forces, whether to fight back."
In the distance, the figure of the Overlord emerged, "Don't worry, hurry up and complete the task. The Silent King has issued a gathering order to us."
The Necrons hope to reverse the transformation from a mechanical body to a biological body. The emergence of the Tyranids made their king (King Silence) realize that if all the creatures in the galaxy are eaten, what species should they study to reverse the transformation? What about transformation?
So the Silent King contacted all awakened and accessible Necron dynasties to assist him in fending off the Tyranids outside the galaxy.
"The order has been received, requesting unlocking permission 633."
"Permissions unlocked."
The boulder's attack became fierce, and a group of immortals rushed out of the boulder with three groups of undead warriors. The attacks of the Gauss blaster slowly and firmly destroyed the shell-exploded armor. They are responsible for holding back the bombing mecha.
In the sky, the sickle-level reaper quickly jumped to a position close to the boulder. A beam of light appeared from below the reaper and shot into the boulder.
The boulder stood motionless on the ground, silently bearing the huge energy input, and an Apocalypse Spear was being prepared.
The alarm bells rang loudly in Pao Biao's heart. His whole body was weak and he had no intention of fighting. He immediately turned his mecha and fled away.
The boulder did not move. This attack was far away, and it was impossible to escape due to the flying speed of the cannon.
The greenskin clans were slaughtered, and the Necron forces were teleported back into the boulder. On the battlefield, there was only the rumble of artillery fire from the Human Empire, still trying to attack the boulder.
The active metal was dented piece by piece. The battlefield was so dangerous that no one dared to get close.
William finally arrived in a transport boat, along with Sisyphus. They followed the motorcycle signals of the White Scars and moved quickly.
The White Scar children chased the bombing mecha at full speed. They must follow this powerful enemy at all times.
The core strategic weapons of this planet are finally ready. The technicians of the Mechanicus have completed the appeasement of the machine soul. The giant variant of the Hunter-Killer missile is used to attack the ultra-thick armored Shotgun Mark III missile. This missile is the The world's best equipped missiles, capable of attacking ships in space and Titan targets on the ground.
A missile took off, and its blue tail flame illuminated the entire military base, flying towards the Sickle-class Reaper in the sky.
At the same time, a large number of jamming missiles also cover the Shotgun Mark III missiles, intending to consume the enemy's close defense facilities.
The Sickle-class Reaper was in a stationary state, charging the Apocalypse Spear, temporarily unable to move. Close-defense weapons fired one after another, and the ship itself was able to rely on active metal to repair itself, until they detected the Shotgun Mark III missile.
By coincidence, other ships in space were also attacking them at this time. Macro cannons and light spears were overwhelming. Those small ships that were originally intended to attack cruisers and frigates were trying to "revenge" and were heading towards the Sickle class without fear of death. The enemy rushes forward and uses the ramming angle of the ship to compete with the enemy (imperial tradition!)
The Sickle-class Reaper, which was locked by the Shotgun Mark III missile, decided to evacuate and jumped to another location. The boulder Apocalypse Spear on the ground was not fully charged, but it was powerful enough.
The fine gold will definitely not be able to block this attack.
A dazzling beam of light emitted from the top of the boulder, showing its majesty in front of humans for the first time. The terrifying ray burst went straight to the cannon explosion in the distance.
.......
1313. The White Scar disciples and William's transport boat were chasing the cannon-blasting mecha, and suddenly they realized something was wrong.
The escape route of the bomb blast is somewhat familiar. Wait, isn't this the whereabouts of our strike cruiser?
The cunning and cruel cannon blasted into the sky and hid behind our ship.
"Brothers, get on board!" The transport boat dropped down urgently, and the Primaris warriors lifted their motorcycles and entered the inner cabin of the transport boat, and...1313.
1313's movements were fast and powerful. With just one jump, he grabbed the motorcycle of one of our soldiers and was carried to the car swayingly.
???
"Sisyphus, do it!" William rushed towards 1313 fiercely, holding some precious chains in his hand.
"Wait, Brother William, no."
Sisyphus wanted to stop William at first, but when he took a closer look at the Krieg warrior in front of him, his quick eyes and hands quickly caught William.
The old think tank felt a huge force of God filling the entire transport boat. After turning on the pumpkin hammer and entering the perspective of the evil god, Sisyphus could hardly look directly at the sacred light.
The emperor is on top, this time the emperor is really on top!
Sisyphus knelt down on one knee and shouted "Lord of Mankind".
One of William's hands was still being held by Sisyphus. He turned back and looked at the think tank, with even more surprise in his eyes.
"Brother Sisyphus?"
"Believe me, Brother William, this is a true living saint."
"Living saint?" William looked at 1313,1313 suspiciously, and also looked at William.
The Krieg warriors need a command.
Several of the white-scarred disciples who saw the scene of 1313 chopping the demon alive wanted to say a few words, but Sisyphus stopped everyone's movements with a wave of his pumpkin hammer.
"There is no time to explain, we need to unite and deal with the immediate crisis first."
The falling strike cruiser in the sky had turned into a ball of fire. The auxiliary engine was turning hard, but it could not take the heavy battleship out of danger. The bomber hid behind the battleship. As the battleship fell, the big psychic man fired. Put up your shield and fight to the death.
The transport boat fired heavy explosive shells at the bombarded mecha, but it didn't even break the psychic shield.
"Let's jump on."
Sisyphus and William wanted to find the right opportunity to jump on the bomber mecha, trying to keep the bomber mecha away from our warships.
As soon as he finished speaking, 1313 rushed out of the transport boat first and plunged into the howling cold wind. After drawing a strange arc in the air, he landed steadily on the bombarded mecha.
The big psychic beasts were wailing. No matter how Pao Biao ordered them, they no longer responded to Can Biao. They just kept trembling, rolling their eyes and dying.
The engineer of 1313 inserted the shovel into the adamantine deck, which made William's eyes widen.
If Sisyphus hadn't said it was a living saint, he would have gone up to grab the sapper's shovel.
Sisyphus jumped down, the pumpkin hammer shining with the brilliance of psychic energy, and hit the mecha with a hard blow. Unable to see how powerful it was, he jumped to another position with the help of the reaction force, and stood firm. .
William then fell, and the sacred chain sword struck the adamantine armor with sparks and lightning. It could cause shallow scratches, but it failed to penetrate. Just as he was about to fall, William saw the bomber mecha being knocked out by a boulder. The huge crack grabbed hold of the crack and hung in the sky.
"Get rid of it, Sisyphus."
Sisyphus clenched the pumpkin hammer hard, and several powerful spiritual light balls appeared in front of him. He found that he could not directly kill the most shining light ball. A direct attack would exhaust his spiritual energy and kill him instantly. Kill.
"Can't do it, Brother William, try to destroy its engines!"
Pao Biao sensed something falling on its mecha internally, but didn't care. The adamantine mecha... I'm going!
1313 was holding an engineer shovel and was "digging for pure gold one shovel after another." The hard armor was like ordinary soil. 1313 struggled to break through the enemy's defense, and was frightened out of his wits by the bombardment.
I thought this was too scary. Is he Brother Mao!?
When the bombardment of the mecha was in chaos, the Apocalypse Spear arrived.
The unspeakably powerful beam broke through the hull of the strike cruiser, and the adamantine keel was completely melted. The Apocalypse Spear hit the void shield generator, and after penetrating, it accurately hit the cannon blast.
1313, with quick eyes and quick hands, kicked Sisyphus down. He could not take care of William hanging in the distance, and the ruthless light swallowed them up.
The explosion of the hard adamantine mecha was delayed for a moment. During this 0.001 second, the penetrated void shield group of the strike cruiser exploded, and a subspace crack opened. A shining light appeared on 1313, and William and the severely damaged bomber mecha disappeared into the subspace.
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Guilliman made the decision that it was time to bring the ten war groups that "should have completed the construction of the recruitment facilities and the first round of recruitment" to Terra.
It was time for a ceremony of honor to boost morale across the Empire, which, yes, seemed to be somewhat low after the Bloodscourge and the failure of the Segmentum Crusade.
He sat in front of the regent's official desk, and piles of official tasks were constantly sent to his desk after being sorted out by mortal agencies. Yes, he would always have endless official tasks to deal with.
The Primarch's powerful mind was far from reaching its limits, and now he had important guests waiting to meet him.
The huge body of Belisarius Cawl stepped into this room, and the main mind of this arrogant, extremely conceited, and arrogant leader of the Mechanicus came to Terra.
He brought news that, at least for the time being, it was business. Caul was received by Guilliman's Primarch Guards.
"Good day, Robert Guilliman, the last loyal son of the great Emperor who walked and walked the world, Lord of the Ultramarines, Regent of the Empire, Commander-in-Chief..."
"That's enough, Cawl." Belisarius Cawl always said, and sometimes he would respectfully call out all of Guilliman's titles.
"How's the experiment going? Call."
"It went very well. I have made the finished product. It cost a lot, but I still found the long-lost technology. I request you to observe the actual experiment of my product."
"I will arrange it. What kind of viewing do you want?"
"A grand gathering of dignitaries and important technical personnel for observation. The return of this technology means that we have regained the level of technological construction during the Great Expedition."
Caul brought back the super tank and anti-gravity engine to the empire, and traced back the manufacturing technology of the Terminator armor. Now, he has brought back the manufacturing technology of the gravity gun.
Gravity guns are precious weapons left over from the dark ages. Each one cannot be copied. Of course, now this technical barrier has been broken. Powerful gravity guns can emit special particles, change the gravity environment around the target, and make objects become Make it lighter, or activate the terrifying gravity to crush the target into a pie.
"How big a venue do you think is needed to ensure absolute safety?"
"At least a kilometer, uh, about two kilometers if you include her."
Guilliman frowned and waved his hand of control gently, telling the original bodyguards to leave.
"Father~"
"Don't worry, this is Holy Terra, Caul saved my life."
The Primarch Guard hesitantly exited, closing the door to the Prince Regent's chambers. They stood faithfully outside the door, ready for any eventuality.
Guilliman stood up, and with his thick commanding hands as fast as lightning, he grabbed Caul's neck, if that was his neck.
"Kaul, you are not allowed to have any ideas about her, no... no, destroy her genetic records, I know you have them, you always have so many backups, so many that you will forget those things yourself. , leaving only a few clones to remind you."
"Robert, Ms. Euton has safely reappeared in this world."
"Yes, you brought her here. Where do you want to send her now? The testing ground for your gravity gun? Is it interesting?"
"Great loyal son of the emperor, this is a test. If the enemy does not move, we will have more tests. That enemy must be killed, no matter how many times that Ms. Yudun is in danger."
"I am the regent!" Guilliman's roar was shocking, and his anger kept echoing in the absolutely soundproof room.
"You must obey my orders."
"Yes, I will obey."
"Are you the real body? Caul, answer me, are you the real body?" Caul's mechanical head turned slowly. He has too many clones, scattered all over the galaxy. Instead of asking if he is the main body, it is better to ask if he has a master. thinking.
"Yes, it's me."
"Then I issue an order to you and all your clones to immediately destroy all data related to Ms. Euton and delete the data about her, immediately."
Guilliman was like a lion exposed, but Cawl's head slipped out of the hands of the Lord. The ruling hand equipped on the Armor of Destiny worn by Guilliman is too big, big enough to easily crush the head of an green-skinned warlord, and too big to prevent him from picking up thin paper documents.
Caul's head was like an ornament, or a detector, split into several long detection heads connected by data cables and then separated from the fingertips of the hand of control.
"Keep your wits about you, I shouldn't have reminded you of this."
"I know, but you can't use her..."
"She's not her."
"But......"
"Start the Deep Blue Protocol." Belisarius Caul suddenly said this, and then a dusty memory was added to Caul's main thinking circuit.
"You are not him either." Call said.