The Leviathan Ironman Mothership's main control intelligence begins to prepare for cross-galaxy operations.

A small fast ship is designed and printed, travels through dimensional space, travels to Baal's coordinates in dimensional space, and then leaves dimensional space.

Dante and the others, who were fighting against the swarm, saw a meteor falling towards the surface, and the meteor activated the recoil device at a distance of 100 meters above the ground, slowing down and falling steadily.

It looked like a tall tower, with engines, weapons, and should function as a ship.

The ship landed in the sea of worms, and all the weapons on it immediately opened fire on the surrounding swarm.

The ship wasn't meant to be a turret, and the long-range teleporter inside it charged and activated within three seconds of landing, teleporting some of the Iron Men who had come to support Baal.

A thousand regular ironman troops.

Twenty agile ironmen.

The Exterminator, which passively deals a lot of damage to both friend and foe biological allies, does not teleport over.

Iron Man immediately entered the fray.

Each arm of Heat Death holds a melee or ranged weapon, and it's like an agile yet deadly killing machine, weaving through swarms of insects that hunt for intractable bugs like the Samurai Bug.

The regular Iron Men fire at the bugs as they advance, using hot melt instead of arc weapons that can kill allies.

Agile Iron Men are faster, killing a large number of bugs in the blink of an eye.

The performance and combat power of these mechs far surpass those of the Tyranid War Beasts.

"Who found that?" Foros, who was fighting alongside Dante, took a moment to rush to the technical sergeant in the center of the line to question him.

The technical sergeants in the combat ranks were all gathered together, and Foros was tantamount to asking questions to the technical sergeants of all regiments.

"I don't know." The technical sergeant gave an accurate answer.

The other technical sergeants shook their heads in unison.

Iron men are rare in the forty-first millennium, but things resembling them are not uncommon, such as the Mecha Castellan robot.

However, these sudden arrivals did not appear to belong to Castellan droids, at least not the Techno Sergeant of the Blood Angel and the Weepers.

One thing is certain, though, that the robots are not hostile, they are here to help.

At first, everyone was shocked when they saw a large group of machines appear, but when they saw the double-headed eagle logo hanging on the machines, they immediately let down their guard and thought that it was their own.

"They weren't supposed to be sent by the Mechanics." "They don't have the logo of the Order of the Mechanics, and they don't have data craftsmen. ”

A technical sergeant of a sub-regiment suddenly reminded everyone.

Due to the prohibition of the use of abomination intelligence, the various mechanical warriors used by the Mechists are accompanied by a Data Maker, and the Machines act in accordance with the data chip that the Data Maker has stuffed.

It's equivalent to rubbing the edge with intelligence.

Machines without data craftsmen are suspicious, even if they wear the Imperial Double-headed Eagle emblem.

However, doubts were quickly dispelled, and in the center of the suddenly appeared mechists there were several figures of the Mechanic Order, dressed in their iconic red robes, who had made themselves look not human at all.

The double-headed eagle logo plus the data craftsman is complete.

In the eyes of the Space Marines, whether these guys are a joint force between the Empire and the Mechists, or something else, they are absolutely trustworthy allies anyway.

Burner Star God Shards, the first companies of each warband, and the new Iron Men into the fray...... They don't fight together, but together they are a formidable force to be reckoned with.

The synaptic creatures of the Tyranid are being slashed at a breakneck rate.

Whenever a tyrant or another synaptic creature dies, the Burner burns a path, and the Space Marines and Iron Men trek along the path through the sea of worms to kill the next synaptic creature.

The hive will eat a trench and grow wise, scattering its synaptic creatures and hiding them from being easily found.

This behavior is simple but effective, because the Zerg entity can really carry out any command without compromise, and not a single synaptic creature will run in front of the enemy with great joy.

Synaptic organisms are getting harder and harder to find, but soon help is on the human side.

"Captain Dante, you have to thank me."

Bellona's voice appeared in the communication channel.

It's not encrypted communication, so Foros and the others heard it.

Dante didn't understand what Belona meant, at least not in the current battle, if she was talking about working with the flaming guy...... Thank you indeed, and I have to admit that Belona has a little credit.

"Next, your think tank curator will point you to the location of the synaptic organisms." Belona said.

"She's right." Mephistopheles chimed in, "Six o'clock, seven hundred meters, underground pipes, ten." ”

Dante and the other warbands received specific coordinates information, and the Burner also heard it by unknown means, and the group immediately rushed to the location of the coordinates.

……

Ground floor of the Council Chamber.

The Warband Think Tank and an Anglican who followed the Inquisitor were standing here, arranging a number of ritual items in the stone crypt.

The Think Tanks used their psionic powers to work together to provide soul protection to a man at the center of them.

The man was Belona's apprentice.

Long before Belona arrived in Bar, Mephistopheles discovered that her apprenticeship was not easy.

The apprentice was a psionic, and his psionic talent was not focused on attack or defense or biological abilities, but on probing.

From Belona and the apprentice, Mephiston learns that the apprentice can even probe the brains of untouchables.

It's amazing talent.

Mephiston orchestrates the ritual to use the Tank's psionic powers to protect the apprentice's soul from being easily detected by the Hive Will, and then to probe the location of synaptic creatures on the battlefield.

Belona leaned against the pillar and watched coldly.

The apprentice felt as if his soul was being burned by the think tanks, and he was so painful that he would open his eyes and look at Belona when he couldn't bear it anymore.

At this point, Belona would put away her cold face and give him a gentle smile, and the apprentice continued to close his eyes and grit his teeth.

As his teeth were about to be crushed, the apprentice's will wavered slightly, and he felt that his vision was out of control, no longer outside the inner walls of Baal's Angel Fortress, but in the aridest and barren mountains above Baal.

There was a crashed ship there.

The horizon is getting closer.

Access the interior from outside the crashed ship.

A much larger tyrant of a very special color is standing in a pile of scraps.

The tyrant was roaring to the north, but then stopped roaring and looked at the empty south.

That's where the apprentice comes in.

"That thing saw him!" Belona was not very experienced with psionic powers, and she could tell what was happening to her apprentice just by the frequency of his shaking, so she immediately shouted at Mephiston, "Stop! ”

(End of chapter)