The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 18 Sealed Artifact 2-077
The endless battles made him lean on the power sword exhaustedly, and while panting heavily, the lungs modified by genetic surgery were constantly whining fiercely.

But the gray knight who came to support told him that Ribos had been completely transformed into a dead world by the chaos wizards, and the continental engine and subspace engine they built were almost completed.

If it is not completely destroyed before it makes a leap, then this terrifying star spouting plague and disease will appear above the human galaxy, bringing death and destruction to countless human worlds.

On the other side of the battlefield, Mortarion, the former No.14 Primarch, the Legion Commander of the Death Guard, the shameful traitor, and the godson of Nurgle, the evil god of the warp, was standing on the fortress of the Death Guard, laughed at his incompetence.

The ridicule that he is just a product that Kaul cobbled together when he was researching Primaris Space Marines, and the battle group he formed is just a bunch of miscellaneous goods, without their own inheritance, and their combat effectiveness is pitifully poor.

He himself has become a low-quality tool of the false emperor, and he doesn't even look at it when he runs out.

"So, you're going to kneel and lick Nurgle's asshole?"

Endless anger filled Ivan's heart. The figure in the priest's robe on the opposite side of the corridor gradually overlapped with the big moth, and the desire that had just been relieved began to bite his heart again.

Under the tremendous pressure, Aiwen steadied his precarious body and let out a hissing and exhausted roar.

"So, you think, you can, let me, give in?!"

In a rage, Aiwen raised his arm, and the illusory projection behind him punched out, and the dark golden light of psionic energy bloomed on his arm like a shooting star.

"Boom!"

In response, the mechanical puppet flew upside down, spraying parts, and directly embedded into the thick Rupert's door at the end of the corridor.

Even though its limbs were twisted, it couldn't feel the pain at all, and it still stubbornly shook its fingers, pointing towards the other end of the corridor.

"Crack, click..."

The sound of loading one after another resounded instantly, and the ferocious and cold gun barrels on the dome of the corridor and on the walls on both sides spewed out huge tongues of flame amidst deafening roars.

All kinds of projectiles, like a storm, poured down on Aiwen's thin body with terrifying power beyond the speed of sound.

It was a fatal warning sign, so he could only erect his illusory wings of light to block in front of him.

In the next moment, amidst the endless explosions, the warheads that came one after another shattered in front of Ai Wen, shining like a fireworks scene.

Although due to the existence of the light wings, the dense bullets did not cause damage to his ordinary body, but the continuous powerful impact pushed his body to slide backwards slowly, and it was impossible to make an effective counterattack under the suppression of firepower. .

The roaring gun barrel gradually scorched, and the muscles wrestling with the impact became trembling.

It was like being suppressed in place by the powerful firepower of the Chaos Legion, and could only watch helplessly. The soldiers who tried to support themselves went forward one after another in the artillery fire, their lives were taken away, their bodies were torn to pieces, and they even passed on the hope All of the gene-seeds are wiped out.

However, the shameful traitor was still laughing wildly, mocking them as a group of miscellaneous troops whose sacrifices were meaningless, and it was pitiful to work for the cold and ruthless false emperor.

It's better to be a lackey of a loving father.

Vaguely, Aiwen, who was struggling to support, felt the great pain suffered by the sacrificed soldiers at the moment they fell, and the inseparable thoughts in his heart. He saw a perfect and holy angel pierced by a sharp blade. The body slowly fell and lost its sound.

The wordless rage brought a thirst for blood, the psionic energy on the light wings trembled wildly, and his spirit began to hover over the abyss called "Black Fury", constantly hovering.

"I'll chop off your filthy body! Cut it up! Chop it up!"

On the corners of the eyes that were about to crack, the blood slowly oozes out, making the golden flames more turbulent. Aiwen supports the light wings with one hand, raises his right hand again and screams to pull it down. The fingertips of the illusory projection behind him shine out of the weight Majestic spiritual light.

With a tooth-piercing sound of metal rubbing, the gun barrels that were still roaring at the end of the corridor misfired for a second, twisted into twists in the invisible mighty force, and together with the reinforced concrete dome, they were forcibly torn off, exposing The complex mechanical structure on the inside.

Finally, without the hindrance of the hail of bullets, Aiwen's light wings for protection completely stretched out.

With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he looked at the mechanical puppet at the end of the corridor that had just taken himself off Rupert's door.

Immediately after shaking the light wings violently, the surrounding air was compressed to the limit, the body turned into an afterimage and tore out the sound barrier that only appeared when the speed of sound was exceeded.

This made it difficult for Dick to stand up after being hit by the dome of the corridor. He couldn't dodge it at all. He could only silently say "May the god of steam and machinery bless" in his heart, waiting helplessly for the pain of his body being crushed.

But at this moment, the ethereal voice from before sounded again, slowly saying:

"Rosell's turtle!"

The next moment, Aiwen, who was flying extremely fast, stayed in place in a strange way.

Although the turbulent psychic energy vibrated his wings vigorously, his body almost turned into a phantom invisible to the naked eye, but the space around him seemed to be infinitely elongated by some kind of mysterious force, making the extreme speed of hundreds of meters per second, Within a distance of less than 20 meters, it turned into a turtle crawling at the rate of a few centimeters per second.

"Go get Sealed Artifact 2-077!"

The ethereal voice coming from behind brought the captain Dick, who was in shock as he watched the afterimage floating less than one meter away, to his senses.

But before he could respond, he looked back amidst a burst of twisted steel, with cloth strips covering his eyes and a mechanical puppet whose limbs had been damaged in many places, forcibly inserting one arm into the hard concrete wall , barely controlling the body that seemed to be crazily torn apart by some kind of giant force.

At the same time, the doll turned towards the twisted gun barrel and mechanical parts that were torn off in the corridor, and said again:

"Give, activate!"

As soon as the words fell, the steel fragments on the ground began to attract each other, forming humanoid frames one after another, with gears and levers connected inside.

They stood up from the ground, as if they had been given life. They humanizedly picked up the barrels and bullets scattered around, stuffed them into their own mechanical bodies, and then rushed forward one after another to the bodies that were stuck in mid-air. Alvin Stimson with more and more light.

The situation was critical, Dick turned and quickly ran towards Rupert's door at the end of the corridor.

Although he has never heard of it in his long career as an extraordinary person, the last mechanism of Rupert's Gate defense system, the puppet called "Mechanical Heart" can not only speak, but also has a terrifying strong ability.

But he didn't question it untimely, or waver his position. After all, the alienated Ivan Stimson is too terrifying. If he doesn't stop it, when the other party rushes out of the station, it will definitely cause a huge disaster.

While running, Dick gradually recalled the information about 2-077 and its storage location in his mind.

2-077 Desire Muppet, an ancient relic from the Southern Continent, is suspected to be the activated product of the Devil Path Sequence 5 Desire Apostle's extraordinary characteristics.

Appearance is a palm-sized, ugly puppet made of rough, with the characteristics of being alive.

Owner: The Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Mechanic Heart Squad in Tingen City, the use authority is above the captain level, and must be accompanied by two official members.

Extraordinary Ability: Automatically absorb the desires of people with the greatest emotional fluctuations within a radius of [-] meters, to satisfy the puppet's own desire for desires, and has a certain ability to manipulate desires.

Negative effect: People who are absorbed by 2-077 will not feel it, but will become lazy for a period of time, until they lose all desires and turn into a walking dead.

The specific duration depends on the intensity of the victim's own desire, but usually, it will not exceed one hour. When the desire is satisfied, it will not be aggressive.

Sealing method: use 3-112 happy hair, and bind 2-077 to satisfy its desire.

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(End of this chapter)