Warhammer: I am the Hammer of the Empire.

Chapter 219 The Pulse Rifle Destroys Evil Demons, The Imperial Guard Takes the Black City
The door suddenly opened, and a wizard wearing a dark golden robe and a strange metal mask appeared. During Titanium's detection, this strange-looking and unarmed "religious member of the empire" should have been killed with a weapon as an accident during sneaking in.

Even the Pathfinder is equipped with a powerful pulse gun. Without considering the problem of continuous combat, it can fire fierce shots of the Imperial plasma gun, and the accuracy is not low.

If there were no skulls provided by the imperial guards, they must have shot. Some people have not yet understood the situation, but as a qualified Tau Empire warrior, Shasi'Wu Dan'no quickly commanded the pathfinders, and the Detour around corners with air flow.

But the psyker didn't leave, but stood where he was, bringing that almost suffocating tranquility.

It even made experienced soldiers suspect that they had been discovered. The oppression and weirdness brought about by the unclear ability of psychic wizards made this elite feel uncomfortable, but it was just uncomfortable.

They will not panic, but methodically follow the training requirements in the simulation to short-circuit the control panel, pretending to be a failure caused by poor maintenance, but they will rarely open the door just because the machine is unhappy.

This psyker is not a legal psyker of the empire. He is vigilant, persecuted, a poor person who will get on the black ship anytime and anywhere, and is also a scourge that countless residents of the empire regard as excrement.

He was born in the Hive City, carried the shackles of psionic energy, was gifted with the power of destruction, was abandoned by his parents, and was chased by the police department. He still lives to this day. Space energy, especially they call him to release his spiritual energy anytime and anywhere, tearing apart the real universe.

He knew very well that something had come in, it wasn't a demon, it wasn't his nightmare, it wasn't those messy hallucinations, if it was true, then the Imperial Guard started to move?

Is it the assassination room?Or some other organization, what is the relic that can obscure people's eyes and ears to such an extent?
His innate curiosity excited him, but he learned to hide his emotions and didn't take any action. He realized that the other party didn't want to make troubles. Compared with this, he should find a way to escape from this place.

The Governor's downfall was not far off, his psychic power told him so, and he could only believe it.

He stepped away, and Xia Si'W Dan'nuo was worried. There was no doubt that they had reached a strange tacit understanding at this moment, and it was to maximize their personal interests to treat what just happened as if nothing happened.

The pathfinder and the wizard passed by, as if nothing happened. Even a real dictator cannot control all people's hearts. Although there is an element of luck, it is inevitable.

The wayfinder keeps going, through the cold gothic metal road, bypassing the cultists in strange clothes. .

Petri dishes, nutrition tanks, and all kinds of chaotic and terrifying flesh and blood creations are cultivated in the vague underground, but the scope here is huge, stretching for thousands of meters, making people unable to find the target.

Those half-dream and half-awake monster bodies are not actually cultivated. To be precise, they are more chaotic entities in the subspace. The governor is making demons, giving them actual flesh, and thus gaining the favor of the power of chaos. This is why psykers appear here.

This lunatic, a truly terrifying lunatic, arranges life in this way, regards flesh and blood as one of countless substances, and the soul is just an add-on that is born from it. In his eyes, the soul all comes from the subspace, and he also uses that power, like a mother. Casting a body, giving him a soul like a father to satisfy his swelling and disgusting desires.

Even if the price is to let the countless living people in this universe die, it doesn't matter. The flesh and blood are weak, and the soul is constant. According to his thinking, all life in this universe will not disappear, but constantly changing forms.

So he regards his own killing as salvation, so he can treat the people like a son, and he can also kill them. This is not contradictory, as long as his actions give birth to new vitality, he will be satisfied.

The irony is that the idea of ​​casting a doge would be a saint if it wasn't so insane, seeing life as equal, and actually doing it, it's just that this universe is destined to make people crazy.

The pathfinder's detector collected the situation here, and the underground structure was unobstructed, and the founding governor, the huge metal spider, was working tirelessly in the center of this empty and crazy laboratory.

The firepower of the Pathfinder is not enough to penetrate the huge forged Governor's body, and his ambition, Shasi'Wu Dan'nuo prepared the heavy pulse gun in his hand, this weapon that drives powerful energy is enough to capture this monster s life.

Wait, at night, the people here start to get sleepy and their defenses are weakened. This time they have gone through a difficult and dangerous operation, and the assassination operation belonging to the hero begins. The assassins who walk the path of lonely souls are familiar with it. It was discovered that they actually existed, and with the help of the blocking position, even when they brushed shoulders with humans, those cultists had no wind blowing their faces.

Completely accurate, quiet, open the gate of the core area, shoot and kill the soldiers who saw the situation, and then throw the body to a place where it is not easy to find, they are orderly, like slaughter engineers, everything is done quickly and quickly precise.

Cruel and indifferent, people have no doubt that they will do the same when facing their own race. It seems that empathy has been erased from their bodies, leaving only the quality of professional soldiers, and those dark combat uniforms drive straight into the field, deep into the field, the darkness Only the green glow of the Petri dishes in the large basement of the

The huge forged viceroy beat the thing in front of him with countless hands like an organ player, and those complicated pistons and pipes played gurgling, buzzing, buzzing, and weird rhythmic music.

At this moment, it is only one step away from the completion of the work. After so many things and roads, those elites of the Tau Empire raised their weapons to be vigilant, and Shasi'Tungsten Dan'nuo adjusted the heavy pulse gun. The continuously heated plasma blaster weapon will Tear apart the body of the monster in front of him, and the will of the Highest Good Dao will be fulfilled in the same way.

"For the sake of the highest good..." He aimed at the bodies of huge mechanical monsters, such as those legendary monsters that slaughtered countless menacing people on the home planet of the Tau tribe. The guns gradually heated up, and so did the restlessness in his heart.

Shooting, bright light and strong plasma deadly projectiles poured like raindrops, even the nerves modified by casting the governor could not react instantly, and after a while, the shooting made the personal void shield flicker, overload, and then penetrated the governor's body .

It's hard to say that such an action can be called "assassination". The firepower they unleashed is enough to vaporize a dreadnought, and the firepower erupting from dozens of xv25 combat suits vaporizes the most intelligent individuals in the world like lightning, like plasma at the temperature of a star. The body shone with fierce light, leading this sinful person to the place of death.

Death does not distinguish between a saint or a prisoner. It is so fair that it will take away the governor who controls the lives of countless people, and his death represents the end of the war.

However, the shooting sound from the plasma also attracted many people. The guards approached and started to cover, but the plasma touched the governor and produced quite a lot of smoke. It's like deliberately trying to disgust the Tau warriors.

After 25 years of adjustment and improvement, the xv3000 crisis battle suit has been able to adapt to most of the extreme situations in this universe, but the cover is always a deception. The battle suit does not disappear in essence, and the figure of the battle suit is looming in the fuzzy smoke.

The guards entered, and those mortals with guns noticed the smoke here for the first time, but they seemed to know something and shouted. "There are assassins!"

Next their vigilance, a hostile vigilance, when someone yells. "There's something moving in the fog!"

When a heavy plasma bomb hit the man's head, seemingly piercing through his flesh, then came the decorative pillars, leaving a black patch on the skull pattern.

There was a flash of arc light, and the man fell to the ground instantly, but the refraction field generator installed on the rosary on his chest saved his life.

As for the titanium warriors, those guards who were thousands of times larger than them immediately surrounded them with the fuzzy mist that twisted and twisted, but what they answered was that two more guards were shot to the head cleanly and died.

The blood stained the floor tiles red, but the assassin's concealment had failed, Xia Si'Wu Dan'nuo quickly recharged enough energy, and led his companions to jump onto the vent he scanned earlier as a backup escape plan.

This old tower was dark and dusty, but thanks to the sealing ability of the battle suit, which could enter the universe, it was not affected.

They ran wildly along the spiral staircase in the dark, towards the well-planned escape route.

Now the courtyard below the tower was full of panicked pilgrims and running guards.

At the bottom of the stairs, those assassins got out from the narrow archway, their bodies were covered in dust, staining the body of xv25 about two meters long, they met another young soldier, and immediately shot him in the chest with a pulse gun , killed him.

The heroes were fleeing desperately, and the guards also sealed off the castle and the synagogue, and began to chase the assassins. A damn game started. Shasi'Wu Dan'no ran to a side door, fired a shot at the lock, and then Kicking the door open, and now his brother followed, he no longer needed to be invisible, he just had to rush forward and kill anyone who stood in his way.

He removed the heavy energy battery (to run faster), and only used the powerful hand-to-hand combat ability of the basic combat suit. He sneaked into a dark high-arched corridor as nimbly as a bullet, which was impressive. Those soldiers So fast, with the Castle Guard in hot pursuit.

They didn't even return, they just smashed the necks of those fast runners with their hands, and then slammed them over. The flying humans smashed the two guards behind them to the ground.

Then they hid in a room, and the pulse pistols fired continuously, forcing the guards back, but more guards appeared on the other side of the corridor, and in almost desperation, the Tau had to find another way out.

After passing through the corridor, they found a barred door, broke the latch, and went through.

Inside the door was the old road leading to the basement of the synagogue. He rushed into the dusty darkness, only to find that they had walked into a dead end. There were strange, cold coffins, and the corpses of experimental subjects left behind over the years. .

The guard quickly chased after him, yelling that he couldn't approach here, but the first guard who passed through the door was shot down accurately.

And in the coffin, crazy things are happening. The governor who died before crawled out of the coffin. To be precise, he has become younger, without so many arms, and looks very distorted, but at this moment, he is even a man without much A transformed living being.

His body was clearly sick, with bits and pieces of scales, shriveled and bent over like a scavenger.

However, the high-performance battle suits of the Tau family can tell that this person is more than 90% similar to the Founding Governor, even at the DNA level.

At this moment, a crazy idea, like an onion with many skins, Xia Si'Wu Dan'nuo asked, in a rough but specific Gothic language that was a bit annoyed. "who are you?"

The distorted governor looked like a martyr or a priest at the moment, but the mutation suddenly added a lot of grotesque and discordant. At this moment, he was not very angry, but just looked at the Tau who disrupted his plan.

Obviously he fell into a kind of weakness, temporary weakness, he has no ability to transfer the soul, just rely on his own needs to constantly cast a new body, yes, he is not the Mechanicus to be precise, and his twisted body cannot pass through so many Strict inspection.

He was so used to playing other people that he almost literally lived in a coffin as a dead man.

Perhaps he is both father and mother, and even more the god of his creation. This twisted and grotesque creator also has to admit that he has lost control of this place at this moment.

The Imperial Guard immediately began to invade after confirming that the laser weapons were paralyzed, bombing, and the cooperation of the space fighters and the elite of the Empire instantly paralyzed the void shield of the castle that had lost its anti-ship means.

The spears kept falling, the soldiers began to be slaughtered, the governor lost, no doubt, but there was the sound of a humming engine, a hungry engine, and his favorite son.

In the bombardment and roar of the imperial macro gun light spear and heavy weapons, a mouthful of acid pierced through the wall, taking away half of the Tau elite, and then the palace was instantly destroyed, and a special poison blade rampaged.

When the governor steps into his driving seat, he will begin his final revenge against the empire, the rotten country that gave birth to him.

Shasi'Wu Dan'nuo raised his pulse pistol and fired continuously, but after a burst of acid sizzling, the Tau legend turned into a mass of sour, soft, white "Yug".

(End of this chapter)