Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1602 Lunar War (110)

Salomon noticed that Athena's curvaceous back muscles tensed instantly.

【They tried to attack you directly? 】

Instead of speaking with her throat, she conveyed her thoughts face to face.Although a lot of anti-snooping, anti-reconnaissance psychic equipment and technological equipment are laid in this apartment, she still tries her best to avoid any form of leakage.The supreme mage blocked the attack on Salomon from the existence behind the curtain. This is a big news that shocked the dimension. Countless dream fortune tellers, tarot fortune tellers, and prophets will go crazy because of seeing the aftermath of that attack. But at this moment, even Athena didn't see any waves of that attack in the sea of ​​ether, as if it never happened.

[Why are they so impatient?Isn't Ragnarok enough to feed them, what do they want you to do? 】

[The greed behind the veil knows no bounds, but even they are nothing more than the will manifested in that dream-like dimension, they are not eternal and independent, and have never had free will.They want to make human beings, a race with infinite potential, like them, a tool that can be manipulated by fate. 】

Salomon's calm response did not fully answer the question, so he received a vicious gaze from Athena.

【The Battle of Attilan is an opportunity for them. 】

[The dusk of the gods is better.That is a sign of the end of the Asgardians. No one in this world has the ability to prevent the Asgardian Empire from going to destruction. They can even tear the curtain of the material universe and dreams, and penetrate the will into the material universe.They didn't have to fight you in the Battle of Attilan. 】

[It was a demonstration, an invitation.They want me to see their power and promise me. 】

[I know your answer. 】

Athena visibly relaxed.Even though Salomon here is just a projection, the emperor has the ability to materialize the projection.The principle of this psionic technique is the same as calling Catherine to the physical universe and giving her a temporary body, only simpler. "Give me a bath, magic can't wash my hair clean."

"We should call combat troops back to Karma Taj now."

"Not now, now we can't be sure whether Kama Taj's protective spell is to protect the outside world from harm, or to set up a trap for intruders. This will be related to my judgment on the mental state of the supreme mage." The emperor shook his head and vetoed Accepted Amon's proposal.The imperial guards didn't see too much worry on the emperor's face, even though he knew that the supreme mage had special meaning to the emperor, Amon thought he saw the emperor's absolutely rational emotions as a decision maker, which seemed very reasonable to outsiders Indifference and even the tone of voice seemed a little cold, but in Amon's view, this was a necessary attitude to make a correct decision.The reason why those mortals are weak, cowardly, and fearful is because they cannot give up their selfish desires.

"I'm waiting for Victor, he will bring me the most critical information."

"Where can I get it?" Amon has read the Psionic Society's prediction and report on the wave of ether.The aether wave that heralds the coming of the twilight of the gods tore apart most of the threads of fate, and the prophets can only deduce and predict from the remaining fragments, but in those reports there is never any mention of anything related to the Supreme Mage. "The regent's psychic power is very powerful, but even he can't dig out the submerged information from the ether wave. In order to obtain the strategic prophecy of Star Fort Attilan, the Psychic Society has sacrificed 99 fast-growing spiritual powers." able."

"The portal. That is the energy diffracted from the dream world to the material universe. It is a gap in the dream curtain. The intelligent creatures of the material universe can see the endless madness through that gap."

"I think Wanda Maximoff is also up to the task, if her stability passes the test."

"Don't underestimate Victor's psychic powers. Without Latvinia, Victor will definitely take over the position of Supreme Sorcerer. There is no doubt about it. Unlike Wanda Maximus, Victor is the One of the few naturally formed powerful psykers on the planet. Psionic powers did not make him lose control, but gave him wisdom and vision... yes, he is still suffering for his humanity, and this is the proof of us as human beings ...Don't take him lightly for what he's going through, I'm sure Victor will make the right choice."

The imperial guards waved the spears in their hands like a storm, and the deformed bodies in front of them fell down like trees ravaged by giant beasts. Catherine also waved her long sword, using the most direct way to use the emperor's power Splash on enemies.Due to more and more flesh and blood attached to the front of the passage, and monsters spit out from the flesh and blood, the soldiers who were originally riding in the armored vehicle had to get out of the vehicle and cooperate with the armored vehicle to start clearing with firepower.The area of ​​the core area of ​​the Star Fortress is obviously much larger than the passage. Due to the terrain constraints, the number of genetically modified fighters who came here is very small. At this moment, each of them has to face an enemy several times their own.This is what they were created for, to undertake more arduous war missions, and no genetically modified warrior would feel cowardly, because the concept of fear has been surgically and chemically removed from their brains.

The heart of the battle revolves around the giant cylindrical fusion reactor at the center of the Starfort Attilan.

Barnacle-like chunks of flesh cling to the once-smooth alloy shell, and the metal shell bordering the maintenance deck is densely covered with large and small abscesses that exude a strange smell, making one's scalp numb.The red and black hot mud exudes heat, covering the uppers of the soldiers' combat boots, and flowing down the shell of the giant fusion reactor like a waterfall. Catherine's power seems to be limited by some kind. Flesh cannot be turned into flowing sweet water.Those festering sores bred even more distinctive monsters, the vicious and fetid miasma that sickened even mortal soldiers in void suits, and the ooze that corroded metal bit by bit, slowly but surely, except for the forbidden The power armor of the guards and Catherine, even the surface of the power armor of the genetically modified fighters also showed rust.

Commander Tita of the Sisterhood led a group of artificial humans to participate in the mission. She was not as excited as the human girls when she saw Catherine. She calmly assessed the battlefield situation. "Ola, get your gunners to cover me, I need a way forward," Tita said.The way here is neither up nor down.When the dizziness hit, she switched the helmet speculum to the tactical thermal imaging mode according to the notice issued by the Order of the Praetorians, and then she saw that the blood flowing from some areas in the wall of flesh and blood was close to human body temperature, and some were due to the explosion. Wounds that are bombarded, lasered, or melted become edematous and the temperature of the inflammation is higher. "Change order, shoot areas similar to human body heat, don't let those monsters spawn! Aura, get your flamethrower hand and melta operator on this mission."

"Got it. Where are you going with the escort?"

"We are in a bitter battle, and even Catherine can't use the emperor's brilliance to get us out of trouble." Tita saw the crimson flames gushing out from the wall of flesh and blood that was close to the temperature of the human body in the thermal imaging mode.The sense of spatial confusion still exists. From the very beginning of the mission until now, as the journey progresses, those mortal soldiers have to set up outposts and stay there, and set up fuel supply stations—even for a few elite mortal soldiers with strong will You can’t overcome this sense of spatial dislocation, it’s like walking into an amusement park with black and white stripes, spinning tunnel rollers, and then magnifying this feeling a hundred times—in this case, being able to aim at the target and pull the trigger It has been quite difficult. "Go to Constantine, I want to know how he wants to squander the lives of soldiers."

"I don't recommend that you do that."

Aura raised the heavy-bomber cannon and pulled the trigger again, and dense heavy-bombers poured out from behind her.

The laser cannon from behind instantly locked onto the position of the tracer marks she fired, and then the laser cannon fired simultaneously with the main guns of several main battle tanks, blasting the creatures just conceived from the abscess to pieces.Accurate shooting did not damage the outer casing of the giant fusion reactor. In the long-stalled circular rail freight train station, another group of monsters that had been lurking for a long time slanted into the formation of genetically modified fighters, but what they had to face But it was the intensive firepower from the troop carrier armored vehicle and the Sisterhood—Ola let go of the trigger and pointed to the brightest place on the battlefield—the formation of the Golden Armored Guards swept away the obstacles blocking the convoy like a storm sweeping the battlefield , They fought tirelessly. Due to years of genetic pollution, some mutants who have been living in the underground slums of Attilan have already exceeded the limit of human genetic variation. Even such mutants cannot be called enemies. , those creatures worshiped by them are.

Holding up a shield, Aparicia led the genetically modified warriors to form a sharp front, destroying those filthy creatures with extreme violence.If the Praetorian Guards squad is a sharp blade, then the genetically modified fighters led by Aparicia are a heavy hammer. Although they move slowly, they can smash the enemy's offensive every time.

Aura pulled the trigger again, and the volley of heavy bombers smashed the monsters piled up in front of the shield to pieces.Aparicia put down the shield covered in meat, and the blood dripped down the helmet and onto the collar seal. He nodded inconspicuously to the Sisterhood on the other side of the battlefield, expressing his gratitude indifferently.

This fire channel shattered the attacks of the monsters and directly connected the two ends of the battlefield.

Following Tita's order, the armored vehicles belonging to the sisterhood rushed into the enemy group together with the guards holding shields. The elite sisterhood in mechas used the giant bionic mechanical arms of the mechas to wield heavy warhammers, filled with sick flesh The body is like an explosion, dirty and fetid blood rushes to the high ceiling, and the side flamethrower turrets of armored vehicles specially equipped to kill enemies at close range spew viscous fuel and flames——When human civilization was toddling, primitive Through the blood sacrifice and burning of humans and animals, human beings expressed their worship of the sky, wind, ocean, rocks, mountains, thunder and other natural phenomena that were not understood and irresistible at that time, and then personified them into the primitive god of nature—flame The flame and the blade are the tools used by the primitive shaman to communicate with both sides of the curtain. The flame and the blade are the starting point and sacrificial tools of all civilizations. For the etheric entities, the flame and the blade have a special sacrificial meaning, which is the ceremony of their birth.

They live for it, and they will die for it.

Constantine tasted the memory with the tip of his tongue.

It was once called the invisible elf, Kufleooh, summoned and bound by ancient psykers, driving it to poison the wine cups of political enemies attending court banquets, and to seek treasures and secrets in wilderness and mountains; The command of the gods, fighting on the endless battlefield; it was worshiped by the people, the king used the blood and soul of the slaves to satisfy its greed, even if the dynasty fell, it still existed until the temple dedicated to it was forgotten, it Also bound forever by a clay-fired idol, until a greedy thief sneaked into the tomb and accidentally smashed the idol.It granted the thief three wishes, which the naive and foolish mortal confidently asked for, but it maliciously twisted the wishes and took away the thief's tormented soul.

For the imperial guards, this was just an instant, his movements did not hesitate at all, the heavy bomb blasted the monster's upper body into pieces, and the greasy black blood splashed nearly ten meters away.Then came the next one.Mortal soldiers in void combat suits armed with carbine laser guns and melta launchers followed the Praetorian Guards closely, never leaving Catherine's blooming brilliance—only when advancing positions, these assistants trained by the Praetorian Order Troops come to the Praetorians—whenever a Praetorian empties its magazines, these mortal soldiers immediately take the Garrison Spears and reload them before handing them back to the Praetorians, who are fighting with spare weapons. Guards.This is a gear-like precise combat system, and the extraordinary reaction speed and strength give the Guards the ability to realize this tactic.

"Commander Tita!"

Konstantin swung the spear downward, taking the opportunity to wipe the blood from the helmet sight glass with his fingers.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure in a dark green cloak passing by the battlefield, and then disappeared.Although this is inconspicuous on the chaotic battlefield, the commander of the Imperial Guard remains fully vigilant, because the Imperial Guard never hallucinates because of the bloody battlefield, and they don't think there is anything unacceptable about such a battlefield. The only unacceptable thing is that the emperor didn't bring more Janissaries back to Earth to carry out that dangerous mission.

"Please take over Catherine's escort mission, and I will open the way for you!"

"Where are you going?" Tita nodded towards Catherine.

"All the way down." Constantine pointed to the giant fusion reactor, "Go to the bottom."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)