Next to the Throne of Thorns, four tall mechanical soldiers stood.

At the head is a former mechanical sage, seated at the side of the Throne of Thorns.

Now Ronin has abandoned the false Om Messiah and turned to the true God of Machines, covered in metal and without the slightest bit of bitter flesh and blood.

They were the honored guests of the tyrant of Badab and deserved such a high status.

At first glance, the relationship between the two gives the impression of the Terra Empire and the Martian Mechanical, brothers, friends, and respectful of each other.

However, these metal constructs were not recognized by most Red Pirates.

Because there was not a trace of soul in their empty eyes, only infinite coldness.

In the eyes of the Red Pirates, these mechanical soldiers are an abomination of intelligence, a thoroughly heterodical construct.

Although the Blood Marauders have turned their backs on the Empire's tenets, their dislike for aliens and artificial intelligence has been well inherited.

They despise this cold thing, and they don't have the slightest sense of trust in it.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking, King of the Red Pirates, do you want to give these things the glory of slaying the heads of your enemies?" A Chaos Lord stepped forward and said.

The quest for glory is a tradition of Space Marine.

Even if they have defected to the Chaos side, there are many of them who agree with this.

Defeating an enemy leader is undoubtedly a very rewarding task, and those who achieve this will increase their status.

But now, Huron wants to give this precious opportunity to those fully automatic head choppers, and these warriors don't even have the qualifications to fight for it.

This shows that they don't believe in their strength.

So when Blackheart Huron announced this decision, many people below were unhappy about it, even though they were forced by the authority of the tyrant of Badab to speak out about it.

"This is our reward, brother, that Jiedu envoy will be a problem for the sage of Luo Ning, and for us, there are still many valuable targets to harvest on the enemy's side, so we don't have to cling to that one enemy."

Blackheart Huron explained lightly.

He was always a pragmatist, not a dogmatic man.

Otherwise, Huron would not have violated the Astarte canon, which in turn led to the subsequent Badab War.

More crucially, Huron has not yet sold his soul to Chaos completely.

So there is nothing wrong with adopting certain workarounds in order to win.

"I don't think those things can do better than us."

The Chaos Lord still said.

He looked at the mechanical soldiers, his eyes full of disdain.

Dead things made of metal and fiber optic cables are okay as toys, how can they be more reliable than they are with the genes of gods?

As a glorious Space Marine, he couldn't bear that.

"So what do you think should be done, Lord Tretto?"

Huron looked at the guy with some amusement, realizing that if the other party didn't suffer a loss, most likely he wouldn't stop.

And there must be a lot of people down there who think the same way as that guy, and they have to be convinced.

"I'm going to challenge one of them." The Chaos Lord named Tretto raised his power claw, pointed at the Ronin Sage on the side, and said, "If I win, my warband will be responsible for raiding the enemy's flagship, and I ask you to allow this duel." ”

Everything depends on strength to speak, whoever has the biggest fist is reasonable, this is the most basic criterion of the Chaos faction, and Huron can't say the words to stop it.

He glanced at Luo Ning beside him, who nodded in understanding.

"Don't worry, I'll try my best to keep him in control."

The Heretic Sage's tone was nonchalant, as if this was not a challenge to him at all.

"In that case, well, I'll give this duel my approval."

The tyrant of Badab finally ordered.

On the side, the master foundry Valtex pressed the button on the console, and a gladiatorial cage for fighting appeared in the center of the palace, covered with a thick defensive stance to prevent the battle that broke out in it from spreading all around.

Such things have become a part of the life of Chaos Space Marines, whether it is a battleship or a station.

There is no process and procedure in the gladiatorial fight on the Chaos side, everyone just verbally agrees in advance on the "first blood" or "absolute blood", the former is determined by one blow, and the first injured is the loser, and the latter is endless, and in the end, only one can get out of the gladiatorial cage alive.

The rule of this battle is naturally "first blood", and Huron doesn't want to lose a general under his command before the decisive battle with the empire has even begun.

Then, under the gaze and cheers of the surrounding people, the two players walked into the iron cage.

As the leader of the warband leading five hundred Chaos Space Marines, Tretto is naturally advanced and well-armed, the power claw in his right hand has torn the bodies of countless aliens and mutants, and the battle axe in his left hand has also cut off the heads of a large number of his peers and puppet emperor lackeys.

His opponent was a self-aware humanoid weapon, a massive body nearly four meters tall made entirely of living metal, and a pair of green electronic eyes that looked wooden and sluggish, even less lifeless than a corpse.

As the players on both sides took their places, the casting master on the side rang the duel bell.

Lord Treto was the first to take the lead, raising his battle axe and charging at the enemy on the opposite side.

He moved so fast that it was like a strong wind blowing, and in an instant, he came to the front of the humanoid weapon.

And in the process, his enemy remained motionless, just watching him rush towards him, as if he had died halfway.

This is where bots are unreliable, whether it's program vulnerabilities or stuck gears, it's a problem that can't be completely avoided.

Tretto didn't expect the victory to be so easy.

He had to teach that Luo Ning sage a good lesson, although the "First Blood" only allowed him to hurt the other party once.

The Chaos Lord slashed at the mechanical soldier in front of him, attempting to cut it in two.

However, in the next moment, at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye of all the heroes present, the mechanical soldier raised his hand slightly, and easily blocked Tretto's attack.

The Chaos Lord's eyes widened, unable to believe this fact for a moment.

But his enemies didn't give him much time to think, and counterattacks from the mechanical soldiers followed.

With the same vertical slash, the humanoid weapon smashed the blade in his hand into Treto, who hurriedly blocked with his power claw, but the powerful impact made him fall to his knees in an instant, and his whole body was shocked and numb.

Then, the mechanical soldier kicked out, and the Chaos Lord flew out as a result, rolling on the ground for several meters before stopping, and the blood drew a long trajectory.

"The battle is over!" Valtex hurriedly rang the bell again.

The pharmacists who had been waiting next to them hurriedly walked into the gladiatorial cage and dragged the seriously injured Lord Treto down for treatment, and everyone immediately recovered from the shock they had just received.

They knew that these tin knots were not easy to deal with, after all, waste would not be so favored by Blackheart Huron.

But they never imagined that these things could be so strong, and judging from this performance alone, they could even be compared to some of the great demons under the command of the four gods.

Thankfully, there are only four of them, and it seems to be difficult to mass-produce, otherwise Ronin would have been a henchman rather than an ally of the Red Pirates.

"So does anyone else have an opinion about the Sage of Luo Ning taking on this task?"

Seeing this, Huron asked.

After seeing the strength of the mechanical soldiers, the crowd stopped objecting.

Or to put it another way, they don't have that opposition.

In the face of such a difficult enemy, the poor envoy must be more than lucky.

"We recognize Luo Ning Sage for this award." A Chaos Lord stepped forward and said, "It's just that I don't understand, why are you taking on this task?" ”

If it was because of the agreement reached in advance, Blackheart Huron should have a better way to use this power, instead of throwing some trouble directly to the other party.

He suspected that there were other dangerous intentions on the other side in this matter.

Luo Ning smiled at the Chaos Lord's question, and then took out a container the size of a thermos cup, which contained some kind of liquid that exuded a silvery-white metallic luster.

"This is the [metal of the gods], born from the wisdom of the gods of matter." Ronin was full of respect and slowly introduced, "Once it is injected into the host's body, it will transform the host's body from a cell unit, and the weak flesh and blood will cease to exist, and the only thing left is the immortal body - this is a blessing from the star god, and the young man will be used by him." ”

(End of chapter)