Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 176 The Sinner's Sin of Millions of Corpse Pit

Emotions like nausea are far away from troops like Skadi's only regiment. After all, they can eat food under the stench and rotting smell of corpses, but the situation at the bottom of the tower of fortune still makes them disgusting.

There was no light on the gloomy ground floor. When Alan Baier picked up the promethium lamp to shine on it, there was a "lake" behind the turbid air, an evil, terrible, nightmare-like lake.

This building that bears the history of human civilization in this casting world is like the throne palace in Terra. It is not only the authority of the Mechanicus, but also the yearning of countless people. Such a place is naturally full of nobles and bears part of the star port. There are also merchants recognized by the Mechanicus in the Divine Algorithm Tower of the task.

Aristocrats, merchants, and their servants and attendants have created a small human society here, relying on external resources to exist. Even from the moment the governor wants to rebel, this huge mountain of gears like Mount Everest is full of humans .

The human being is there now, the governor has gone crazy, he now persecutes any living people, and uses their souls to revive Merovingian's body and psionic energy, burning mortal souls to drive his own body, the scorching heat in this tower Where did the bodies of millions of souls go...

The Skadi people saw it at this moment, the plain of flesh and blood corpses appeared in the vast and boundless field of vision, and the rotten juice and thick bubbles also made this place a "lake", filled with flesh and blood, rotting body fluids and corpses , fully stretching to the bottom of the entire Divine Algorithm Tower, filling it up like a foundation.

The clothes of those imperial citizens are soaked in it, no matter whether they are gorgeous nobles or poor beggars, they are all treated equally now, replaced by a strong disgusting stench and a dull and dark stuffy environment, the air here is almost poisonous, and AI The place swept by the light source carried by Lambert is indescribable.

"It's disgusting, these bastards..." Alan Bayer seldom commented on why heresies are so bad. After all, in his eyes, most heretics are played with by the subspace after death, and tortured by the power of the highest heaven is the best revenge.

But after seeing the sin of casting the governor, he was a little unclear, it was absolutely bad, and disgusting, even he saw the slaughter of orcs, but the orcs would not be like this...

Human beings are so bad for human beings. At least the main force of the orcs are enjoying war instead of slaughtering civilians. Even if the city is destroyed, the Imperial Guard can still protect countless people. But this time, the entire main force Only hundreds of thousands of nests left...

The last time he saw something this bad was the tau, but now it's happening to humans...

The sergeant looked at the situation here and commented. "We have to wear gas masks. The air here can no longer be breathed. Don't shoot, it will explode. The power of the explosion will never penetrate the Tower of God, but it is enough to make us die without a place to die."

Alan Bair said. "Use night vision equipment, don't fire, open the firearm safety, and then use power weapons to attack the enemy, they will spark, and it must be quiet enough. There should be garrisons here, and our invasion is very loud."

He looked around, there was no bunker here, but there was a road coming out of the wall, a metal "coast" about [-] meters wide, where he could walk along the sea of ​​corpses.

And those fat crystals outline a beach-like appearance on the metal floor. If you can't see the colors and solids in the "ocean", then this place is actually quite "romantic".

The slight squeaking sound of the military boots on those things makes one's scalp tingle. In the dark space, it is more obvious in the silence. The feeling is conveyed to the soles of the feet through the boots. Alan Bayer can't wait to tear off the skin of his feet. down.

He put on a gas mask. The thick special purification layer can isolate and circulate the breath of corpses. To be honest, rather than toxins, it is actually more carbon dioxide and methane from corpse decay that greatly reduces the air content. Even wearing a gas mask It can feel suffocating too, but the Skadi don't have time to wait for the air to clear here.

Alan Bair walked the dark roads, night vision equipment and "pig nose" masks to protect them, the loyal equipment that kept the Skadi alive.

This road is fairly peaceful. After all, this place is very big. Those traitors and heretics did not find them. They moved forward slowly, peacefully, deadly, with clear goals and firm will.

Those deaths did not break their faith but strengthened it, demanding heretics and traitors to pay blood for their killing and madness.

Going forward, the journey is not too far, soon, the sound of tumbling, tumbling, and rustling suddenly appeared, the soldiers stopped, and Alan Bayer looked into the distance with the binoculars tied to his tactical belt.

Insect-like faces, slender titanium alloy limbs, and highly modified bodies are dragging a trailer to bring a load of fresh bodies and discard them. The living people here have not been slaughtered, and the machine servants have new harvests every day. Servo skulls levitate beside them like loyal pets.

Alan Bair signs. [Mechanicism, Alpha Servant, Governor's lackey. 】

[Distance, 600, working in progress, number 25, detour, dodge, forward. 】

[The place where they came down must have an upper entrance, quickly suppress the enemy. 】

The non-commissioned officers answered. 【yes】

They are quiet, terrifying, silent and full of murderous intent. For this group of life-staining things, they have existed to slaughter them since they joined the Star Militia Army as the Imperial Guard.

Slowly moving forward, without the most powerful servants noticing, deadly people can even avoid the monitoring of the floating skulls, the Catachan long-handled knives and sabers shine with dark edges, like poisonous snakes Nobuko.

500 meters, 400, 300, 200...60, 50, 20...10 meters!
The blades clashed, the blades plunged into the bodies of those machines, piercing their cores, the machine servants roared, and the skulls slowly illuminated.

"Enemy, attacking model..." Alan Bayer took out his long blade and inserted it into his throat, cutting off his spine. The Catachans used skills to pick off those fiber bundles, but he used all brute force, and the engine oil slowed down. Slowly flowing out, stained on the ground.

In an instant, the 25 Alpha-level elites died cleanly, as if the war and transformation they experienced were worthless compared to the "ordinary people" of the Imperial Guard.

"There is a patio at the rear, we can go up, there is a ladder." The sergeant wiped the oil spilled from the servitor on his hand.

Alan Baier nodded. "Well done, let's go up..."

But the Skadi people didn't notice that the Alpha-level Mechanicus Apostolic Army Captain actually has two sets of nerve control systems. Even if he died suddenly, he would be like the tail of a dead-tailed gecko.

The severed head of Alan Bayer fell to the ground, the sensors in the eyes glowed red, and he spit out the sound slowly. "Firing protocol, activate."

Sizzling, short sound, but Alan Bayer immediately realized that this was the herald sound of the electromagnetic gun firing of the Mechanicus.

"Oops!" He immediately found the dead thing, kicked it away, and the huge inhuman force almost fired the gun like a projectile, hundreds of meters away!Then submerged in the ocean of corpses, soaked in rot and despair, but the precision weapons made by the Mechanicus are damn durable at this moment!

Violent explosions followed one after another, and a small amount of flame and temperature ignited the turbid air here. No matter how strong the Skadi people are, they are flesh and blood. They cannot resist such power. They will suffer heavy losses. There is no one to save this world. The shield can't be closed by them, it seems that everything will stop here...

Alan Baier suddenly took out his weapon angrily, and slammed the power sickle violently at the wall. The powerful force instantly smashed the fine gold wall into a big hole like a shell, and then he ordered the soldiers . "Hold up the bodies of those machine servants, and hide here!"

Unconditional trust and the time brought by that kick, bright flames slowly appeared in the distance, burning the air here, Skadi soldiers hugged the dead and squeezed in with all their strength.

But even if it is a few meters away, it looks like a trench on the wall. It is too reluctant to get into a small team of 60 people. The place is full of people, but there are still five or six people who can't get in. They can only use the corpses. Completely block the wall, leaving a small entrance.

But if this happens again, the group will be wiped out, sacrifices and battles will all be wiped out, just like the will of this terrible world...

But after a while, a burst of light from fierce power weapons hitting the wall flashed in front of Alan Bayer. Facing the danger of explosion, Skadi's soldiers expanded the limit here. Alan Baier almost felt his throat, because of the sparks, if there was too much methane here, then they would turn into braised pork!
But the Emperor favored him, and at the last second after the enlarged space was filled with soldiers and the flames swept through, the Sergeant covered the body of the Alpha Skitarii of the Mechanicus in front of his face.

The hot flames swept through the air and made this place extremely terrifying. At this moment, they had to thank the Mechanicum for how strong their servants were, so that the flames could be resisted by the body of steel, the emperor bless.

But Alan Baier scolded. "What are you doing! I said power weapons can't be used, didn't I?"

The sergeant picked up a promethium lamp to illuminate the area, looked at the angry officer, and shouted without hesitation. "This is my order. If I violate the order, I will be punished voluntarily."

He bowed his head, and the other soldiers spoke too. "No, we did it spontaneously!"

Alan Baier looked at them. "It can't be like this anyway." He was wearing a mask, his voice was buzzing, a little funny, but no one dared to ignore the words of this young-looking guy.

But the soldiers still looked at him, that kind of eyes forced him to think, and looked at the fierce flames outside. He was more worried about the consequences of his failure than he was about death. Just let go and do it.

"No, you are right...very right!"

"I wanted you to take on the future of the empire. Nothing can be done by me. There are more people and more strength, and the use of power weapons I just used also proved that this area will not be dangerous."

"I'm being extreme. There's still a long time until the flames are burning, so we can't waste time, but the methane gas here is too abundant. Use your weapons to dig up, and we can climb to the top, okay!"

"Loyal servants of the Emperor, we have a little surprise for the heretics!"

The soldiers looked at each other, and then took out their weapons and courage. In this narrow, dry and oxygen-deficient place, they were ready to make those heretics pay their blood. Without hesitation, sparks flew all over the place, like an anvil falling down again and again in a furnace of war. , the adamantine was in contact with the destructive position, and the huge team of 60 people worked together to swallow the adamantine layer bit by bit.

Alan Bayer smashed open the thickest part of the fine gold layer, and the Skadi soldiers slowly polished it to expand the passageway, which lasted for several ten minutes. Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high, and those indestructible things quickly collapsed. , Edelman, what is indestructible, is worth nothing when united by the Imperial Guard.

As for the hell below, although it is not heaven above, it is also very different. The interior of the building of the Mechanicum not only has temperature adjustment, but also the ground is clean and tidy. In this area, a huge road stretching for several kilometers connected all the main western rooms of this building.

The machine servants are piously moving forward, singing in binary machine language to their new master, the mortal incarnation of the God of All Machines, the great casting governor, repeating, repeating tirelessly, until they realize that their feet The ground began to crack.

"Om Messiah has appeared! Praise be...!"

They sang, but the earth suddenly answered him. "Praise your mother! The empire gave you too much money for repairing the ground so thick, right?!" Alan Bayer was full of anger digging the ground, and cut the short-sighted machine servant in half with one knife. Let the oil and parts spill on his uniform.

And the companion of the servitor shouted. "Defense Association..."

Whoosh, whoosh, heat ray shooting, deflagration gun took the lives of these poor people, Alan Baier patted the oil on his body, looked here, the temperature is moderate, there are air purification equipment and bright lights Bright lights, high-hanging mechanical teaching gears, and red carpets.

"It's quite enjoyable. The empire has given them so much, and they will pay back with death, right..." Alan Bayer escaped from the dead, and all the resentment and anger were vented on the body of the Mechanicus. It is hard to say that he was so angry last time. When did he get angry, but it really counted, probably when the governor threatened him to evacuate.

Now, new and old grudges are counted together. He wants the heretical Mechanicus to taste what is called the Hammer of the Empire, what is anger, what is mortal, and what is failure.

"Go to the elevator to the west. There is a hall in front of it. It is of a prayer nature. There should not be many enemies. Let's break through there and get everything done!" Alan Bayer ordered, but he didn't notice that he lost the untouchable badge Under the protection of psychics, their infiltration has been discovered by the governor after they entered the second floor.

The old monster dragged his huge body, and Merovingian's flesh and blood and knowledge were slowly merging with him. Now the situation is completely different, he licked the corner of his mouth. "All servants, approach the western lobby on the second floor. I want...the souls of those intruders..." His voice was grotesque, but there was also a terrifying sense of divinity...

(End of this chapter)