Those who lurk underground will eventually rise together.

———————— Four-Armed God Emperor Cult

The architecture of the Titans has the style of different empires, especially the lack of beds and chairs in the bedrooms, and many of the empires see this custom as if they didn't have the materials to make those things, after all, their thousands of years of history are only a few hundred worlds in their hands.

The tea bowl on the small wooden table slowly turned, and the high-ranking officials of the Shui clan handed out tea to their juniors. "Please."

The female diplomat of titanium took the tea, half a bowl of dissatisfaction, and took a sip.

"My lord, why don't you set up a bureau to wipe out those humans?"

The senior official replied. "I know how powerful he is, and I also know that honesty and alliance can bring more benefits than fighting, and there are still many beings in this world who have not planned for the superior good path compared to this?"

"They want to give them respect, food, rest, we need human strength, fighting, and change for the situation now."

"Our Krugers are not suited to pipeline combat, the Fire Clan is weak without fire support, they are the most formidable infantry fighters I have ever seen, which is why I am so tolerant of them."

The female titanium diplomat put down the tea bowl without understanding. "But my lord, how can they work for the sake of the highest good path, they are the servants of the human emperor."

The high-ranking official watched as the swirling tea leaves in front of him floated on the water. "Destiny is a whirling whirlpool, it is naturally attractive, and they have been in the storm since they came into this world."

The high-ranking officials of the Water Clan looked at the weather in this world that was gradually getting worse, this world transformed by titanium was actually not perfect, their technology was still unable to stabilize the atmosphere made of titanium, and the periodic storms like natural disasters were brewing, such a terrible thing was even more incomprehensible.

Thunderstorms roll in heavy clouds, the sky seems to be thrown into a blender, and drastic weather changes change the character of the world, beautiful as a garden? There are too few places like that.

And in the low-earth orbit of the titanium world, above the clouds, countless drones and worker bees are splashing some unknown liquid to gather and intensify the clouds, making the negative ions inside more violent, and even the Imperial Poldello cruiser cannot detect the intelligence on the ground.

Boom, the heavy rain that wants to penetrate people completely pours down, and then condenses in the cold sky, the raindrops and a layer of sudden net are dense, like a sudden increase in gravity, or in the deep sea, that kind of "rain pressure" can only resist even the heavy armor of the Chimera armored car, and the buildings of the Titanium clan and the fortress of the empire can barely stand.

But for the infantry, it was absolutely impossible to march in such a situation.

"Oh my God, what is this?" Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair cursed as the soldiers hid inside the Chimera, the roaring engines spinning at full speed while the female voices of the Volaxia 113 Informal Regiment were heard over the communicator.

"Lieutenant Colonel, this is the weather change in this world, there are underground pipes nearby, let's go in and wait for the rain to stop."

Alan Baier asked. "Isn't this rain, will we drown if we enter the pipe?"

The captain replied. "No, it's the drainage area of the pipes, and you need to leave enough open space to drain the water, just a small amount of fluid."

"We often find places like this when we're out patrolling and fighting guerrilla warfare, but you may need to get used to the smell."

Alan Bair yelled. "The nest capital has been lived, and all the staff are close to that coordinate, and the captain will navigate."

When a total of four or five thousand people hurried to the underground pipeline left by the empire, which was originally used by the Mechanism to discharge polluting liquid, it has now been completely abandoned, and the length can be calculated in kilometers, and the residual smell of promethium is strong, and it will not dissipate for hundreds of years.

The gate of the drain was slowly activated by the soldiers of the engineering department with a wrench, driven by the source force of a tube of promethium, its mechanical structure made a clicking sound, the iron fence-like door opened, and the pitch-black pipe could almost parallel two Chimera, almost 9 meters, just used to drain wastewater, no wonder the whole world could be hollowed out.

When the soldier enters, an abnormal sensation appears, and the lumen ball glows, illuminating the metal pipe walls, which are painted with strange heretical drawings, such as the bones and four arms painted on the symbol representing the good path of the gods.

Alan Bair commented. "Are you going to improvise like that?" He stuck to the wall, studying the scrolls with the glow of the lumen balls, and he knew that such a liquid, like the blood of titanium?

The captain replied. "Sir, this is not our doing, but the Titanium cultists who live here for a long time, they claim to be independent of the Supreme Good Path, their name is Shiji Disqualified, and they live in the abandoned pipes of the Empire because they are persecuted by the Titanium Clan."

Alan Bair pondered, heresy of the Titan clan? They don't have access to the subspace, and even if they don't agree with the good path, they should have a similar vision... What is it?

"What do they believe?"

The captain wasn't so sure. "Hmm... I don't trade much with them, except that they'll bring us promethium to power the equipment of the Mechachan Castle, but most of our weapons are titanium... So our relationship is actually very indifferent. ”

"They live in the depths of the pipes, and generally speaking, they won't be cleared by the Fire Clan in this weather, so you probably won't see them today."

Alan Baier stroked the mural, the paint on it was still wet, I don't know if it was due to the weather or if it had just been smeared. "I'll teach you a lesson, don't say death, anything is possible."

"Secondly, the lifespan of titanium is about sixty, and even less after being bred by gene stealers, we assume that 40 years of full maturity of one generation, the first two generations are latent, and then it is bright, and now it happens to be the fifth period."

"And the original gene stealers are likely to be left over from the empire, which is understandable, after all, the empire's pipeline really needs to be rectified."

The captain asked incomprehensibly. "Gene stealers? What are you talking about, my lord? ”

Alan Baier gestured with a boo, and there was a damn throttle thrashing of arthropods in the pipes, and it was not raindrops.

"Staff officer, give our recruits a bit of science."

The staff officer sighed. "The Genestealer is a breed of Tyranid that is used as a raiding force with the goal of propelling the Hive Fleet and locating the planets that Tyranid can devour."

"They are the deadliest creatures in the galaxy, extremely cunning, lightning fast, and with their huge, razor-sharp claws, they can tear through the strongest armor in seconds."

"They will lurk in civilization, and genestealers will pose the first blow of the Zerg invasion, or slowly infiltrate the right world hundreds of years before the invasion begins, or a relatively quick way."

"Either way, they will weaken the planet's defenses to pave the way for an invasion."

"Once in the new world, genestealers will begin to search for any form of life, trying to occupy those races that are highly organized."

"The stealer will first concentrate the infected host victims, and these people will give birth to the stealer/host hybrid, starting a new cycle of hybrids, like the host race gradually giving birth to more hybrids."

"After a few decades, the hybrids will spread to the host society, beginning to establish hidden stealer sects."

"The hearts of all sect members are connected to and controlled by the Stealer at the very beginning."

"Cults of stealers are focused on controlling the political power of this society, pretending to be legitimate religions, infecting suitable hosts, multiplying, and hiding their true nature from mainstream society."

After the second lieutenant finished sorting out the information, he was terrified. "No way, they're usually extremely stable, and..."

Alan Baier interrupted her. "Otherwise, how can it be called a disguise, and you will let others see it?"

Then the damn sizzle of a pulse rifle came from the pipe. "All ready, unplug the insurance, we have been tricked, shoot!"

The sound of whirring beams, the sound of heat rays, the sound of damn chitin armor melting into the rage of the Imperial Guard, and the death of a horrible purebred fifth-generation genestealer with a disgusting stench from those damn things, and the glowing battle suit heads of well-equipped Fire Clan warriors in the distance.

In the city of the Titanium Clan, the high-ranking officials of the Water Clan listened to the report. "Very well, three hundred Fire Clan soldiers have turned the Imperial Guard into pesticides, and those damn lurkers are fighting them."

The beautiful female Titanium diplomat asked uncertainly. "My lord, how can you be sure that all those gene stealers have been killed?"

The high-ranking officials of the Water Clan suddenly turned around. "What do you mean? How can there be other settlements for their brainless cult things, as long as the largest area is destroyed, then our soldiers will focus on attacking..."

His words stopped suddenly, and the woman in front of him slowly bared her fangs, something that did not belong to the Titanium biological institution, it turned out that Titanium knew too little about gene stealers, and was too relieved about his superior good path.

"Ascension is near, my lord."

"Damn..."The high-ranking officer of the Water Clan pulled out the pulse pistol under his kimono, but it was too slow for a real Zerg warrior.

Almost instantly, unlike the Fire Clan warriors of the Water Clan, who had gone through countless trainings and couldn't see the enemy's attack at all, the bloody thing pounced on him and attacked him frantically.

In just moments, he would have died, his neck slashed by a deadly predator, but the sound of violent weapon fire changed his fate, and the naked Katachan hunk saved the poor man's life with his favorite shotgun blaster, who had been a big part of Alan Bair's control of the world.

It turns out that someone is on the upper floor, someone is in the atmosphere, but Katachan didn't expect that he would save the life of the heretic one day, but he knew very well that the Titan in front of him was less of a threat than the Genestealer Church.

The high-ranking official's cheeks were stained with wet blood, and he wiped the blood of the Titanium and Gene Stealer hybrids on his face, and sighed.

"You've got it?" He asked in Gothic.

Katachan replied. "I don't know, I don't count, and the lieutenant colonel doesn't know, but the plan can't catch up with the change, and the change can't catch up with the bomb."

The high-ranking official laughed at himself ridiculously, and then asked. "With so many Fire Clan warriors and XV25 Scout Battle Suits here, how are you?"

Katachan simply wiped the long-bladed knife on his waist, for the treasure was stained with the blood of heretics. "Compared to the ghost orc one-eyed, your kid is weak, now take up your weapon and call your soldiers."

The senior official asked. "Why?"

Katachan looked at the city with smoke rising in the distance, and this artificial rain had channeled not only Alan Baier's troops, but also countless lurking fourth-generation gene stealers.

They didn't attack solely because they were afraid of the close ground strikes of orbital stations and battleships, but at the moment the Titan was self-defeating and destroyed the most important thing.

Dense rain clouds mixed with thunderstorms and magnetic fields destroyed the electromagnetic detection and orniths of the Titanium and Imperial warships, and the Titanium elite fire warriors also walked out of the camp to suppress the enemy at the first time, the only problem was simple, that is, the gene stealer had already entered the Fire Clan.

It can even be said that because of the division of the clans of Titanium, the gene stealers can even know exactly where their children will go, and when the Fire Clan soldiers raised their weapons and opened fire on the thing that showed its fangs, and the monster with a few chitin armor crawled out of the ground and fired, they suddenly heard a sentence.

"Ascension is coming, Devourer is forever." And then the consciousness was taken away by the electromagnetic rifles of their own companions, and even they were drinking and talking yesterday, and that's how terrible it is to be a gene stealer.

And the most ironic thing is that the personnel were evacuated in advance, and all the members were human The Fourth Skadi Regiment was stationed, and near the palace of the Aether, whether it was the Starport dedicated to the Aether or the temporary command room, it was the safety of the Human Imperial Guard.

As for what pretends to be the offspring of a genetic stealer of refugees? What does it have to do with the Imperial Guard, you are all aliens, and all you do to them is explosive bombs and beams.

And the Genestealer Church also realized that the humans here were hard bones, but they couldn't take it, and when their nest master frantically contacted the will of the swarm and sent out a subspace psionic signal, the stupid guy realized that the answer on the other side was yes.

[Child, it's delicious. 】

Soaring? Fly into the stomach?

The soldiers and purebloods of the genestealers began to frantically attack the starports of this world, hoping to plunder the warships of the Titanium Empire and leave here.

The whole Titanium homeland world is in chaos, black smoke, torrential rain, roaring gunboats and screams, betrayal, friends may suddenly grow fangs, Starport is surrounded by a large number of former civilians, the Titan can only shoot with all their might, and Starport is mostly from outsiders, so the rebellion here is quickly suppressed.

But the rest of the Gene Stealer hybrids and purebreds who knew the will of the Great Devourer, the monster Titans with three or four arms or violently mutated bodies were constantly bombarding them with the weapons they had conquered.

For the first time, Titanium tasted what it was like to be bombed by their own people, and they were usually proud of their own firepower...

If it weren't for the fact that Starport was full of energy shields as a strategic area, they would probably have lost it sooner.

And now in the underground pipes, the soldiers of Skadi's 1st Battle Group have triumphed, and Lieutenant Colonel Alan Baier has stepped on the monstrous head of the terrible, air-biting genestealer, whose two-sized body has been roasted crisp and tender by the beam.

The lieutenant colonel cut the head with his long blade and asked the staff officer. "How's our people in the city doing?"

The staff officer replied. "It's very cool to kill, the Aether Palace has a firepower reserve, as well as bunkers and cleared non-building areas, which are very suitable for defense."

Alan Bair continued. "How's titanium now?"

The staff officer replied. "Those aliens are going to Starport, and they can't hold it anymore."

Alan Baier asked. "How many imperial worlds are there near this world, and how many alien worlds are there."

Staff officer back. "12 Imperial Worlds, 4 Titanium Worlds, and 5 Neutral."

Alan Bair replied. "The fourth Skadi regiment, the 113th regiment of Phlaxia, all obey the order, go to support the alien starport, and can't let the alien mongrels here come to the imperial world, not a single one!"

At this moment, the Imperial Guard replied as a whole. "Yes, sir!"

(End of chapter)