Chapter 156: Machine Soul

Casting the world, Cologne Star.

The Chaos Army's assault continues.

The Corrupt Fleet continued to pour out heavy artillery fire, suppressing the Empire's air defenses on the ground.

Swarms of Hellwyverns wreak havoc around low-Earth orbit, relentlessly attacking any target detected on the orbiner.

Under their cover, thousands of Chaos Space Marines managed to land on the planet's surface, including more than twenty hellbeasts.

It was a dreadnought mech that the Chaos Warriors themselves would have feared.

The person who is encased in it will not only merge with the mad killing machine, but also the spirit will be driven to madness by the boundless darkness, and thus completely become a brutal beast that only knows how to kill.

In fact, the Hellbeast is just as much a curse as all so-called "Chaos Blessings".

It's just that in other cases, such as having a few more mouths on their bodies and a pair of horns growing on their heads, Chaos Traitors can also find various reasons to harden their mouths, after all, the power they gain is real, and a little twisting of the body can be forcibly ignored.

However, no one would choose to burrow into that rotten coffin, even the most devout slave to the dark gods.

"I dare to enter the dreadnought mecha after I fall, why do you dare to enter the hellbeast?"

Every loyal warrior of the Emperor can taunt the Chaos traitors in this way, and they will certainly not dare to fight back.

The Chaos Warriors are cruel and bloodthirsty, but they are not fools.

They knew it was a cursed fate and there would be no hope of salvation.

Even being given the most painful ending to death is better than watching your mind be swallowed up by darkness little by little.

The Hellbeast was even directly regarded by the Chaos Lords as a punishment for his subordinates, which was enough to see its horror.

Despite this drawback, the destructive power attached to it should not be underestimated.

Extreme hatred surged in the blood of the Hellbeasts, making slaughtering beings their only means of communication with the outside world.

The freed army of monsters was so hysterical that they ignored the hail of bullets and bullets that came from front and stormed the loyalists' positions.

The fire points in the fortress, along with the walls, were directly blasted to pieces by the plasma cannons carried by the hellmon.

The cathars guarding there were also killed by the terrible whipping of the power whip.

Castellan's mechmen and mechanical priests put up a desperate resistance, barely able to slow down the traitors.

Some of the Red Pirates still managed to break into the interior of the fort, intending to disable the area's air defenses.

Others are launching raids on the Mechanical's genetic seed bank, in an attempt to seize the scarce resources that can be used to replenish the forces of the Space Marines.

The laboratory was under attack, and the forge was destroyed.

The shrewd multi-directional attack strategy made the Imperial soldiers tired of defense, and a large number of strongholds and facilities were overcome, and the battle situation fell to the upper hand for a while.

"Very good, very good!"

Listening to the frequent good news below, Dark Wolf Scala was in a happy mood.

As a veteran robber, he knows that the essence of fighting the autumn wind lies in "the green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever", rather than "the stronger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish".

Not every sortie will allow the robbers to capture the most valuable cargo, as there are often strong defenses around high-value targets.

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

On the other hand, the value of the treasure is so high that the owner has to put a lot of defenses around it, and the rest of the treasure becomes less than possible.

"Treasure will domesticate its bearers as slaves to protect themselves", which is also the origin of the term "miser".

Since the puppet emperor lackeys value those alien creations so much, and have arranged heavy defenses, then they will go and loot other places and get a guaranteed reward first.

The puppet emperor's lackeys were either forced to divide their forces to defend, thus disrupting their strategic layout, or they could only sit back and wait for their nearby allies to be wiped out until they were left alone.

At that time, the dark wolf will show his fangs.

Looking at the information coming from the battlefields from all sides, Casting General Andrei felt a great headache.

The reason why the Red Pirates were able to know the layout of Cologne so clearly was undoubtedly because of the traitors within the Mechanicus Sect who were giving them a message.

Among them, the most likely is the sage Luo Ning, who apostated not long ago.

Although the Inquisition and the Mechanics reviewed and rectified the incident, and changed the entire planet's defense protocol in the first place.

However, the system changes are easy to operate, and the locations of those laboratories, warehouses, fortresses, strongholds, etc., cannot be moved at will.

That's why the Chaos Renegades were able to launch precise strikes on vital facilities on their planet, causing the Forge World to suffer great losses.

The construction site of the Blackstone Obelisk, where a large number of imperial forces were deployed.

The Blackstone Creations that can close the subspace rift are very important, and they will directly affect the success or failure of the Maelstrom battle, and even the Eye of Fear will have to rely on these things to clean up the Eye of Fear in the future, even if they do everything they can, they must keep it safe and sound.

"You don't want your home to be messed up, so don't let your people hide here, and do whatever you need to do before it's too late."

Looking at the devastated star of Cologne, Tarasin felt a little distressed.

As a protector of culture, he hates chaos.

Those guys are born to destroy and don't create anything of value.

The Dark Gods are also known as the Primordial Destroyer.

"But once the forces here are mobilized, the probability of the enemy launching an attack is 100 percent, which is exactly what they want to see." Andrei worried.

"Don't worry, it's just a group of chaotic minions, with me here, to ensure that the project can go smoothly." "I made a promise, and I won't fail it. ”

Andre hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to believe the rib alien in front of him.

He began to order the remaining troops to rush to the aid of the attacked strongholds, and the powerful knight families were thrown into battle.

"May the Om Messiah bless you!"

The casting general led hundreds of priests to chant binary chants and send blessings to the soldiers who were about to set off.

That's the traditional way of mechanism to appease the souls.

They believe that doing so will make the machine feel happy, thus reducing the chance of the device malfunctioning.

"It's ridiculous."

However, in Tarasin's eyes, the behavior of the oil guys is simply ridiculous.

"What do you mean?"

Andre asked, confused.

Countless cases have proven time and time again that the machine soul is a real thing.

And the way they appeased the mechs was very effective.

So even from a pragmatic point of view, their actions should not be blamed.

"Even though he is a creator, he can't even recognize the true face of his creation." Tarasin let out a long sigh.

"Do you know the nature of the mech?" Andrei tried to ask.

"The machines are whispering to each other all the time, and you don't know anything about it." Tarasin replied.

(End of chapter)