Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 170 I am the God of Myriad Opportunities
The body of the dragon made of steel made the governor's blood flow for a long time, and the power flowed in his body. The restlessness made the governor understand his strength.

The merging of gold and flesh filled the old man with a strange sense of pride that he now surpassed all, even the Emperor.

He is the God of Myriad Opportunities at this moment, he is...

That kind of arrogant thought made him brandish his rotting body to send out psionic pulses. Wherever he went, everything failed, and he could still control that power. Psychic energy continued to grow, spread, and expand in this world.

The psychic power is like an oval slowly expanding the surface, and the psykers, navigators or astropaths on the battleship can't help but start to tremble. "It's so big, it's such a terrifying psionic energy, hurry up, leave the orbit of this planet!"

Such crazy words make the Imperial Navy have to be vigilant. Although they don't like psykers, trusting them is a necessity for traveling the Star Sea.

"Lift up!" the captain shouted, shouting, those terrifying psionic energy fluctuations spread out and grazed their bottoms, making the machine body unbearably trembling with fear, that anthropomorphic fear came from the depths of the machine soul. At that point, those illusory things were reactivated under Merovingian's psionic energy, making the imperial navy look at the ground in fear.

At this moment, the governor has strengthened countless perceptions, and can clearly touch the emotions emanating from the living, especially fear, which is as sensitive as the wind brushing against his skin, but he can feel where the wind came from and where it was born , Where does it end, that feeling is God.

He couldn't help enjoying the fear and those distorted emotions, and when his psychic tentacles wrapped around the entire main hive, the city war like a meat grinder made him almost feel his impossible orgasm.

Miracles and the power of gods are nothing more than that. The viceroy's addiction to this matter has been irreversible. He almost frantically expanded his spiritual energy to swallow more, but his domain just reached the outer edge of the main nest and never stopped. forward.

But this "weak" field led to an almost crazy servitor downtime. The governor still deliberately kept his servants normal, but caused the rebel army to lose all the servitors. After those reliable comrades stopped suddenly, the Imperial Guard The transport ship also lost control in mid-air.

Alan Bayer is very familiar with this feeling, "That bastard succeeded..." He judged this way, and picked up the parachute with ease. The empire's transport planes use enough of this thing. After all, the cost is not high, and it is one of the few in the Imperial Guard than the soldiers themselves. Something cheap.

After all, a set of bulletproof armor is worth a thousand dollars to the hive gang. Although the composite alloy that can effectively resist the shooting of automatic weapons is not as good as pottery steel, it is also a good thing that ordinary people can hardly get.

"Almost, jumped!" The tail flame of the transport plane was extinguished early, and those loyal bulldog-level big cubes did not die from the strafing, nor did they fear the enemy, but they fell on the witchcraft, which was embarrassing.

For the Skadi people, having skydiving experience means that they have the possibility of new skydiving tricks. Before they landed, they began to rely on the low recoil of laser weapons and the high-accuracy burst advantage to start air-to-ground hit.

Although such an attack is not fatal to the servants, it must not be ignored. If they are shot by a high-powered laser, a large piece of their armor will dissolve, becoming fragile and easily damaged.

"The air fire defense protocol is activated, strafing, resisting fire, for the god of all opportunities!" Being strafed by uranium flintlock guns and enlarged caliber automatic guns, the Skadi people are not in a hurry, although the parachute increases the area under attack , but parachutes are actually not as inferior and fragile as most people imagine.

As long as it is not completely torn apart, even if the military parachute is full of potholes, it will not really affect the landing too much, and the speed of the parachute is actually not slow, let alone the Skadi people can be regarded as low-altitude skydivers.

The fall was extremely fast, and the Skadi soldiers submerged directly into the remaining tower of the Mechanicus Fortress from high altitude. Alan Bayer, the second lieutenant, and the staff were the first to fall, and Alan Bayer stepped on the machine that was shooting at him indiscriminately. Servant, use a power sickle to perform a painless decapitation operation on him, and the destructive position draws a strong light on his body, Alan Baier also said something.

"The material is good, it seems to be an Alpha?" Then he stepped on his insect-like mask and began to clean up the area recklessly, and soon the burst shots of the Skadi soldiers who landed later also easily cleared the enemies in the high platform area.

And on this platform made of pure gold, except for the huge column-like structure inside the tower and the raised forts and shooting holes outside, the defense of the upper floor is actually not high.

There are not many forts, but this pitch-black tower of death has also taken away countless lives with its structure and a small number of automatic weapons.

Ironically, what was easy for the Imperial Guard to take was a high wall that the local loyalists could not overcome. This was not a matter of equipment or soldier strength, but simply the lack of tactical ability of their commanders.

Trading sacrifices and human lives for opportunities made Alan Bayer feel that the Imperial Guard was orthodox in Mechanicus.

Although the imperial guards often give people a cold feeling and contempt for life, they are still troops composed of humans. The Mechanicus can completely unilaterally calculate losses and gains to achieve their goals.

"What a bunch of perverts." Alan Bayer looked at the burning ground, countless corpses and bomb craters. It was difficult to find that his words were scolding over there, and there might be all of them. Even in Alan Bayer's eyes, mechanical It is only her own fault that Pan Lan, the foundry world of the religion, has fallen into the present state.

They could have enjoyed victory and protection, but chose lust instead.

"The monster restarted, and the mechanical equipment was seriously blocked. The fourth company occupied this high platform and suppressed the firepower downward. The way to distinguish the enemy is the machine servants, and shoot those troops that still have machine servants."

"Staff, inform all brothers that our radios and most of the imperial engines have failed, don't expect support, we are going to take the core of this world without fire assistance and support troops."

All he could say at the moment was that the radio had been shut down. "All members listen to the order. Our operation will be very fast this time. We will take back most of the city area, and then occupy the magic tower in the core area."

"The world is like a big spider web in front of us now, we can't evacuate and communicate with our companions, but I need you to realize one thing, we are not insects, but hammers of the empire."

"For the Emperor!"

Waving arms, gorgeous military uniforms and non-stop wars drive the Skadi people who are still alive to continue to engage in endless things. The black tower in this area is not small, and the internal area can be hundreds of meters. Soldiers gather in platoons , cover each other and extend the invasion range downwards with the straggler line.

Following the roar of the once sacred equipment moving up and down in the tower, Skadi's only regiment stood on the transport platform and slowly sank in amidst the creaking of gears.

It was pitch black, and the inside of the tower was even darker than they had imagined. The Mechanicus turned off the light source in order to prevent the flesh and blood from invading them, only allowing the troops with night vision to be even more powerful here.

"Put on the tactical helmet." Alan Bayer ordered Skadi's only soldier. Those oil guys obviously forgot that, as one of the few elite infantry regiments in the Imperial Guard who rely on extortion, stealing and robbery, and give priority to supply What a luxury it can be.

Except for the 12th company that was finally enlisted in the army, basically most of the companies have achieved a full set of carapace and deflagration guns, and this configuration is almost only available to Stormtroopers. But they were still active with the tactics of infantry regiments.

Being the nightmare of the enemy of the empire also represents a greater responsibility, and no one can keep himself out of this dark No. 40 millennium at the end of the year.

The elevator slowly got off the shelf, and the black and white night vision screen in front of Alan Baier also outlined the things here.

The interior of this building is more or less religious. Statues of the emperor and gear symbols can be seen everywhere. In today's war and violence, the interior of this huge sentry tower is also filled with various ammunition and weaponry.

It is probably a place where weapons are stored. It is not bad to occupy this place first. Alan Bayer took a step ahead vigilantly. It is as quiet as lifeless here, but warehouses usually have guards, so he has to be careful.

As a Skadi, Alan Bair has learned how to make the hard military boots not make a rumbling sound when they step on the metal. They are quiet and terrifying, just like what he once taught Lieutenant Colonel Alan Bair. When the forest is quieter, there are more deadly things.

Alan Bayer used sign language to separate the troops into skirmish lines, one by one, and calmly search the area. A row should not be too far apart from each other, and a sufficient distance should be maintained.

Afterwards, Catachan dispersed as an advance force, using the intuition of the sensitive forest warriors to kill the enemies in the dark and concealed one after another. Other soldiers then moved forward, slowly "swallowing" this area tactically.

The plan was a success. The servitors who were ambushing behind the cargo in this area were headshot in an instant, even before those things raised their heads. They chose the wrong opponent.

The one they chose was the elite of the Imperial Guard, a powerful existence comparable to Kasherzin. After those servants undoubtedly disappeared their electrical signals, the short-term and large losses made the governor who is now a "god" feel When it came to threats and unpleasantness, he didn't taste the fear, instead his troops dissipated extremely quickly.

To be precise, he didn't feel the joy or guilt of killing. It should be said that there was something like a natural disaster, killing those things mercilessly. The warm body produced emotions and tactile sensations, and he couldn't understand how normal flesh and blood could ignore that feeling.

But I didn't know it brought fear. After a while, the nervousness made the governor taste what his feelings were like for the first time. It was a dark and disgusting sticky thing with a rotten smell...

"Ha... ah ha ha ha..." He suddenly laughed, because this incident seemed to remind him of something, but he quickly ignored those smells, and turned to control the soldiers in that area with all his strength.

And when the ruler sage in the sentry tower also felt pressured by the Skadi invasion, he felt the rapid dissipation of countless powerful servants in his network, heavy aircraft, rangers, alpha...

"Impossible, data, calculation, the possibility of humans defeating the servant is... 20%, but why do they..."

In confusion and disbelief, in the command area of ​​the high tower, under the flickering electronic screen, the sage suddenly raised his head, and he heard the voice of the God of Myriad Machines, which was the first time he had worked for the empire for hundreds of years. sound heard for the first time.

"Open up your control network."

he asked tremblingly. "Praise Ohm Misai, are you? Foundry Governor?!"

"How could you? My communicator doesn't have..."

However, he suddenly felt that his body became weak, and his whole body was limp on the ground as if he was sick, the Governor said unhurriedly.

"I am now the incarnation of the God of Myriad Machines in the mortal world, and all the mechanical souls in this universe will now be controlled by me, no matter how far or how strong they are!"

"Praise the God of Myriad Opportunities... Codes and gears, miracles, I have witnessed miracles..." The sage was not afraid at all at the moment, but went crazy, and he also felt that his internal network was suddenly opened, entered, accessed, Own controls are also overridden.

As if it was true as the governor said, he is now the chief god of all algebra and engines, and he is the incarnation of the god of all machines walking in the world.

If it weren't for the urgency of the battle, the priest might have knelt on the ground and sang hymns continuously for 12 days and months.

The addition of the governor suddenly changed the situation of the machine servants who were constantly being eliminated. Specifically, the governor injected his spiritual energy into those ordinary machine servants, and the effect shown was...

During the battle, in the narrow tunnel, those mechanical servants suppressed by intense firepower suddenly raised their hands, and then a faint spiritual shield appeared floating in the air, and even the mechanical servants suddenly raised their arms, the skeleton-like mechanical arm Waving in mid-air, countless sundries, pipes, barrels, boxes, and even larger bunkers and corpses also flew up, smashing towards the imperial guards.

Alan Baier didn't react immediately, but as a commander and a veteran, he subconsciously switched to the hot melt mode to dissolve all the flying things.

Magma and hissing sound kept spreading here, and Alan Baier also recognized that those were spiritual energy...

He didn't quite know what happened, he just pressed his triangular badge, and his soldiers suddenly smelled a familiar smell...

How to slaughter and how to slaughter, as always, the governor still can only see his troops disappearing continuously, and he can only put his consciousness on a machine servant who is fighting. Next, he can only see A burst of beams of light and a roar of "Suppress fire!", and the consciousness returned to the side...

(End of this chapter)