Chapter 169: I am the God of Machines
The steel dragon body stirred the Governor's blood that had not been turned over for a long time, and the power flowed through his body, and the restlessness made the Director understand his strength.
The complete fusion of pure gold and flesh filled the old man with a strange sense of pride, and he felt that he had now surpassed everything, even the emperor.
He's the god of all machines at the moment, he's the god at the moment...
That arrogant thought made him wield his rotten body and send out psionic pulses, and everywhere he went, everything failed, and he could control that power, and the psionic energy in this world kept growing, spreading, and expanding.
The psionic energy slowly grew larger like an oval, and the psionics, navigators, or star whisperers on the battleship couldn't help but start trembling. "It's so big, it's so terrifying, hurry up, hurry up and get out of the orbit of this planet!"
Such crazy words made the Imperial Navy wary, although they did not like psionics, but trust in them was necessary to travel the sea of stars.
"Elevate!" The captain shouted, shouting, and those terrible psionic fluctuations spread out, brushing their bottoms, making the mechs shudder with fear, the anthropomorphic fear coming from the depths of the mech, and those ethereal things were reactivated under Meroving's psionic energy, making the Imperial Navy look at the ground in fear.
And at this moment, the governor has strengthened countless perceptions, and can clearly touch the emotions emanating from the living, especially fear, sensitive like the wind blowing on his skin, but he can feel where the wind comes from, where it is born, where it ends, that feeling, that feeling, is God.
He couldn't help but enjoy the fear and the twisted emotions, and as his psionic tentacles enveloped the entire main nest, the grinder-like urban warfare made him almost feel like he couldn't have existed*.
The power of miracles and gods was no more than that, and the Governor's addiction to it was irreversible, and he almost frantically expanded his psionic powers to swallow more, but his realm only reached the periphery of the main lair and could not stop.
But this "weak" area led to an almost insane stagger of servant downtime, with the Governor still trying to keep his servants to normal, but the Rebels lost all of their servant troops, and the Imperial Guard's transports lost control in mid-air after the sudden shutdown of their reliable comrades.
Alan Bair was familiar with this feeling, "That bastard succeeded...", he judged so, and also picked up the parachute with ease, the Imperial transport plane used enough of this thing, after all, the cost is not high, and it is one of the few things in the Imperial Guard that is cheaper than the value of the soldier himself.
After all, a set of bulletproof armor is worth a thousand gold for the Chaodu gang, and although the composite alloy that can effectively resist automatic weapon fire is not as good as pottery steel, it is also a good thing that is difficult for ordinary people to get.
"Almost, jumped!" The tail inflammation of the transport plane was extinguished early, and those loyal bulldog-level cubes did not die from strafing and did not fear the enemy, but they fell on witchcraft, which made people sigh.
For the Skadi, having the experience of skydiving means having the possibility of new tricks of skydiving, and they began to rely on the low recoil of laser weapons before they landed, and the advantage of high-accuracy bursts began to strike air-to-ground.
While such an attack is not fatal to the servants, it should not be ignored, as a high-powered laser shot will dissolve a large chunk of their armor, making them fragile and easily damaged.
"Air Fire Defense Protocol Activated, Strafing, Resisting Firepower, For the God of All Machines!" Fired by uranium flintlock pistols and larger-caliber automatic guns, the Skadis were unhurried, and although the parachute increased the area under attack, the parachute was not as inferior and fragile as most people thought.
As long as it is not torn apart entirely, even if the military parachute is full of potholes, it will not really affect the landing too much, and the speed of the parachute is actually not slow, not to mention that the Skadis can be regarded as low-altitude parachutes.
Falling extremely fast, the Skadi soldiers sank directly into the tower of the remaining Mecha fortress from a high altitude, Alan Baier, the second lieutenant, and the staff officer were the first to fall, Alan Baier stepped on the machine servant who was shooting at him, and used the power scythe to perform a painless decapitation on him, and the destruction stance drew a strong light on his body, and Alan Baier also spoke.
"The material is good, it seems to be an alpha?" He then stepped on his insect-like mask and began to clear the area with impunity, and soon the bursts of the landing Skadi soldiers easily cleared the area of the high platform.
And on this platform made of pure gold, apart from the huge pillar-like structure inside the tower and the raised fortress and shooting holes outside, the defense of the upper layer is actually not high.
There aren't many turrets, but the pitch-black Tower of Death has taken countless lives with its structure and a handful of automatic weapons.
Ironically, the Imperial Guard's insurmountable walls were not a matter of equipment or soldier strength, but simply a lack of tactical ability on the part of their commanders.
Sacrificing and exchanging human lives for opportunities made Alan Baier feel that the Imperial Guard was orthodox in the Mechon.
Although the Imperial Guard often gives people a sense of coldness and contempt for life, it is still a force made up of humans, and the Mechonia can completely unilaterally calculate losses and gains to achieve their own goals.
"What a swarm of perverts." Alan Baier looked at the scorching earth here, countless corpses and craters, it was difficult to find his words scolding over there, or maybe there were, and even in Alan Baier's eyes, Pan Lan, the casting world of the Mechanistic Sect, was to blame for falling to the point where it is now.
They can enjoy victory and protection, but choose desire.
"That monster has restarted, the mechanical equipment is seriously blocked, the fourth company, occupy this high platform, downward fire suppression, the way to separate the enemy is the servants, shoot those troops who still have the servants."
"Staff officer, inform all brothers that our radios and most of the Imperial engines have failed, don't hope for support, we want to take the core of this world without fire aid and support troops."
All he could do at the moment was shouting that the radio was down. "All members listen to the order, our operation will be very fast, we will take back most of the city area, and then go to occupy the Divine Calculation Tower in the core area."
"The world is now like a large spider web in front of us, and we can't evacuate and communicate with our companions, but I need you to realize one thing, we are not insects, but the hammer of the empire."
"For the Emperor!"
Arm-waving, ornate uniforms, and a non-stop war drove the living Skadis to continue to engage in endless things, and the Black Tower in this area was not small, covering hundreds of meters inside, with soldiers gathered in platoons, covering each other and scattered lines extending the invasion downward.
Following the roar of the once sacred equipment moving up and down the tower, the only group of Skadi stood on the transport platform, slowly sinking in with the creak of gears.
It was pitch black, the tower was darker than they had imagined, and the Mechonia had turned off the light source in order to prevent the flesh from invading them, leaving only the troops with night vision to be able to thrive here.
"Put on the tactical helmet." Alan Bair ordered Skady's only soldier, and the oilmen had apparently forgotten how extravagant the Imperial Guard's elite infantry regiment could be as one of the few elite infantry regiments of the Imperial Guard who relied on extortion, theft, robbery, and priority in supply.
With the exception of the 12th Company, which was the last to enlist, most of the companies had a full set of carapace armor and detonation guns, and this was almost a luxury that only the Stormtroopers could have, and the Skadiers were not actually an infantry regiment, but they were still active in the tactics of an infantry regiment.
The nightmare of being an enemy of the empire also represents an even greater responsibility, and no one can afford to exclude themselves from this dark end of the fortieth millennium.
The elevator slowly came down, and Alan Bair's front also turned into a black and white night vision device picture, outlining the things here.
The interior of the building is somewhat religious, with statues of emperors and cogs everywhere, and in a time of war and violence, the sprawling watchtower is filled with ammunition and weaponry.
It's probably a place to store weapons, it's not bad to occupy this place first, Alan Baier took a step forward vigilantly, this place is quiet as if there is no life, but the warehouse will generally have guards, so he has to be careful.
As Skadi, Alan Bair had learned how to keep his hard boots from rumbling against metal, and they were quiet and terrifying, just as he had taught Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair, that when the forest became quieter, there were more deadly things.
Alan Bair made sign language and let the troops separate in a skirmish line, in a row in a group, and the sober search area, a row should not be too far apart from each other, keeping enough distance.
After that, Katachan dispersed as an advance force, using the instincts of a sensitive forest warrior to kill enemies in the shadows in the darkness and concealment one at a time, and the other soldiers then advanced, slowly "swallowing" the area tactically.
The plan was successful, and the area was ambushed behind the cargo, and the almost death-like, silent servants were headshots in an instant, and before they even raised their heads, they had chosen the wrong opponent.
The one they had chosen was the elite of the Imperial Guard, a powerful presence comparable to Kashezin, and after the servants undoubtedly disappeared their electrical signals, the short and massive losses made the now "god" governor feel threatened and unhappy, and he did not taste the fear, but his troops dissipated extremely quickly.
Not to be precise, he didn't feel the pleasure or guilt of the slaughter, it should be said that there was something like a natural catastrophe, killing those things without emotion, which the Governor could not imagine, because he had already developed emotions and touches from his union with Merovin, and he did not understand how normal flesh and blood could ignore that feeling.
And I don't know what fear it brings, and after a moment, the tension gave the Governor his first taste of what his feelings were, a dark and disgusting sticky thing, with a rotten fishy smell...
"Huh... Aha..."He burst out laughing as if it was a reminder of something, but he quickly ignored the smell and turned to control the soldiers in the area with all his might.
And when the sage of the ruler in the watchtower also felt the pressure due to the invasion of the Skadians, he felt the rapid dissipation of countless powerful servants in his network, heavy machines, rangers, alpha...
"Impossible, data, calculations, the probability that humans will defeat the servants is... 20 percent, but why are they..."
In confusion and disbelief, in the command area of the tower, under the flickering electronic screen, the sage suddenly raised his head, and he heard the voice of the god of all machines, the first time he had heard it in hundreds of years of working for the Empire.
"Open your control network."
He asked tremblingly. "Praise Ohmmis, who are you? Casting Governor?! ”
"How could you? My communicator doesn't have it..."
But he suddenly felt that his body had become weak, and his whole body was slumped on the ground as if he was sick, and the governor said unhurriedly.
"I am now the incarnation of the God of All Machines in the mortal world, and all the mechanical souls of this universe will now be controlled by me, no matter how far away, no matter how strong!"
"Praise be to the God of all machines... Code and gear, miracles, I have witnessed miracles..."The sage was not frightened at all, but went crazy, and he also felt that his internal network was suddenly opened, entered, accessed, and his control was overwritten.
It was as if the Governor had said, he was now the chief god of all algebra and engines, and he was the embodiment of the god of all machines.
If it weren't for the urgency of the war, the priest might have been on his knees and singing hymns for 12 days and months.
The addition of the Governor suddenly changed the situation of the battle with the servants who had been constantly eliminated, specifically the Governor injected his spiritual energy into those ordinary servants, and the effect was that...
In the middle of the battle, in the narrow tunnel, those servants who were suppressed by the intense fire suddenly raised their hands, and then a faint psionic shield appeared in the air, and even the servants suddenly raised their arms, and the skeletal mechanical arm waved in mid-air, countless debris, pipes, barrels, chests, and even more huge bunkers and corpses flew up and smashed towards the Imperial Guard.
Alan Baier didn't react for a moment, but as a commander and veteran, he subconsciously switched to the hot melt mode and dissolved all the things that flew in.
The magma and sizzling voices continue to spread here, and Alan Bair recognizes them as psionic powers...
He didn't quite know what was going on, just pressed his triangular badge, and his soldiers suddenly smelled a familiar stench...
How to slaughter next, as always, the Governor could only see his troops disappearing, and he could only focus his consciousness on a combating servant, and then, he only saw a beam of light and a roar of rage, "Fire suppression!" The consciousness came back to him...
(End of chapter)