I write apocrypha in Warhammer

Next to the Throne of Thorns, four tall mechanical soldiers were standing there.

The leader was a former sage from the Mechanicum, sitting beside the Throne of Thorns.

Now Luoning has abandoned the false Ohm Messiah and turned to the real God of All Machines. His whole body is made of metal and there is no trace of weak flesh and blood.

They were the honored guests of the Badab tyrant and deserved such high status.

At first glance, the relationship between the two gives people the feeling of the Empire of Terra and the Mechanicum of Mars, with brothers and sisters respectfully treating each other as guests.

However, these metal structures were not recognized by most Red Pirates.

Because there is no trace of soul in their empty eyes, only infinite coldness.

In the eyes of the Red Pirates, these mechanical soldiers are completely heretical structures that hate intelligence.

Although the Blood Reavers abandoned all the creeds of the Empire, their hatred of aliens and artificial intelligence was well inherited.

They despise this cold thing and don't have the slightest sense of trust in it.

"Please forgive me for asking, King of the Red Pirates, do you want to give up the glory of killing the enemy's head to these things?" A Chaos Lord stood up and said.

The pursuit of glory is the tradition of Space Marines.

Even if they rebel to the Chaos side, there are still many people who agree with this.

Taking down the enemy leader is undoubtedly a very fulfilling thing, and the status of those who achieve this will rise accordingly.

But now, Huron wants to give up this precious opportunity to those fully automatic beheading machines. Warriors like them are not even qualified to fight for it.

This clearly shows that they don't believe in their strength.

So when Blackheart Huron announced this decision, many people below were dissatisfied with it, although they did not dare to say it outright due to the authority of the Badab tyrant.

"This is the reward for our harvest, brother. That Jiedu Envoy will be trouble for Sage Luo Ning, and for us, there are many valuable targets on the enemy's side to harvest, so we don't have to be obsessed with that. An enemy."

Blackheart Huron explained calmly.

He was always a pragmatist, not a dogmatic man.

Otherwise Huron would not have violated the Codex Astartes, leading to the subsequent Badab War.

More importantly, Huron has not completely sold his soul to Chaos.

Therefore, in his opinion, there is nothing wrong with adopting some flexible strategies in order to win.

"I don't think those things can do better than us."

The Chaos Lord still said.

He looked at the mechanical soldiers with contempt in his eyes.

Dead objects made of metal and optical cables are fine as toys, but how can they be more reliable than those with the genes of gods?

As an honorable Space Marine, he cannot tolerate this.

"So what do you think should be done, Lord Tretor?"

Huron looked at the guy with some amusement, realizing that if the other guy didn't suffer some losses, he probably wouldn't stop.

And there must be many people down there who think the same as that guy, and they have to be convinced.

"I want to challenge one of them." The Chaos Lord named Treto raised his power claw and pointed at Sage Ronin beside him. "If I win, the task of raiding the enemy's flagship will be up to my warriors." Please help me take charge, and please allow this duel."

Everything depends on strength. Whoever has the bigger fist has the right. This is the most basic principle of the Chaos faction. Huron can't say anything to stop it.

He glanced at Luo Ning beside him, who nodded in understanding.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to let him control the force of his attack."

The heretic sage's tone was calm and composed, as if this was not a challenge at all to him.

"In that case, fine, I approve this duel."

Badab Tyrant finally gave the order.

Valtex, the forging master on the side, pressed the button on the console, and a gladiatorial cage specifically for fighting appeared in the center of the palace. The outside of the cage was covered with a thick defensive stance to prevent the battle that broke out in it from spreading to the surrounding areas.

Such things have become a part of the life of Chaos Space Marines, whether it is a battleship or a station, they will be equipped with one.

There are no formalities in the Chaos side's gladiatorial fight. Everyone just verbally agrees in advance on "first blood" or "extreme blood". The former will determine the outcome with one blow, and the one who is injured first will be the loser. The latter will fight to the death, and in the end only one can win. Get out of the gladiatorial cage alive.

The rule of this battle is naturally "first blood". Huron did not want to lose one of his generals inexplicably before the decisive battle with the empire began.

Then, under the gaze and cheers of everyone around, the players from both sides entered the iron cage.

As the leader of a warband that commands five hundred Chaos Space Marines, Tretor naturally has advanced weapons and well-equipped equipment. The power claw in his right hand has torn the bodies of countless aliens and mutants, and the battle ax in his left hand has also chopped down a large number of his peers. and the heads of the false emperor's lackeys.

His opponent was a humanoid weapon with self-awareness. Its nearly four-meter-tall body was entirely made of living metal. Its pair of green electronic eyes looked dull and dull, and it was even less alive than a corpse.

As the players from both sides took their positions, the casting master on the side rang the bell for the duel.

Lord Treto took the lead, raising his battle ax and charging towards the enemy on the opposite side.

He moved so fast, like a strong wind, that he was in front of the humanoid weapon in an instant.

But during this process, his enemy remained motionless, just watching him rush over, as if he had stopped midway.

This is where the robot is unreliable. Whether it is a program loophole or a gear jam, it is a problem that cannot be completely avoided.

Treto didn't expect the victory to be so easy.

He had to teach that Sage Luo Ning a lesson, even though the "first blood" only allowed him to hurt the opponent once.

The Chaos Lord slashed vertically at the mechanical soldier in front of him, trying to cut it in two.

However, in the next moment, at a speed that the naked eyes of the heroes present could not match, the mechanical soldier raised his hand slightly and easily blocked Treto's attack.

The Chaos Lord's eyes widened, unable to believe this fact for a moment.

But his enemy didn't give him much time to think, and counterattacks from the mechanical soldiers followed one after another.

It was also a vertical slash, and the humanoid weapon slammed the blade in his hand towards Treto. The latter quickly used his power claws to block, but the powerful impact made him kneel to the ground instantly, and his whole body was covered with pain. I was sore and numb from the shock.

Then, the mechanical soldier kicked out, causing the Chaos Lord to fly out, rolling on the ground for several meters before stopping, and the blood left a long trail.

"The battle is over!" Valtex quickly rang the bell again.

The pharmacists who had been waiting nearby quickly walked into the gladiatorial cage and dragged the seriously injured Lord Treto down for treatment. Everyone recovered from the shock they had just received.

They knew that these tough guys were difficult to deal with, after all, trash would not be so favored by Black Heart Huron.

But they never expected that these things could be so powerful. Judging from this performance alone, they could even be compared with some of the great demons under the Four Gods.

Fortunately, there are currently only four of them, and it seems difficult to mass-produce them. Otherwise, Ronin himself would have become a serious problem for the Red Pirates rather than an ally.

"So does anyone else have a problem with Sage Ronin taking on this task?"

Huron saw this and asked.

After seeing the strength of the mechanical soldiers, everyone no longer objected.

Or in other words, they don’t have the power to oppose it.

Facing such a difficult enemy, the poor Jiedushi must be in trouble.

"We recognize that Sage Luo Ning has won this honor." A Chaos Lord stood up and said, "It's just that I don't understand why you want to take on this task?"

If it was because of the agreement reached in advance, Blackheart Huron should have a better way to use this power instead of throwing a certain trouble directly to the other party.

He suspected that the other party had any other dangerous intentions in this matter.

In response to the Chaos Lord's question, Luo Ning smiled, and then took out a container the size of a thermos cup, which contained some kind of liquid that exuded a silver-white metallic luster.

"This is [God's Metal], born from the wisdom of the God of Materials." Luo Ning introduced slowly with respect, "Once it is injected into the host's body, it will transform the host's body from cellular units. , the weak flesh and blood will no longer exist, and only the immortal body will remain - this is a blessing from the Star God, and the young man will be used by Him."