Infinite Metaverse

Su Zheng, middle deck.

In the dim passage, a white light suddenly lit up. The Chaos Wizard's human skin robe danced in the wind beside him. Together with nearly seventy or eighty Thousand Sons warriors in red armor, they appeared one after another out of thin air on the deck of the battleship. .

Not a single Thousand Sons warrior was stuck in the bulkhead.

Ctesias' expression remained normal, as if he had expected it.

This is the power of psychic energy.

If you study the Thousand Sons' battle cases during the Great Crusade, you will find that inexplicable "luck" and "coincidence" like this always accompany the Thousand Sons Legion.

Magnus once united his think tanks to perform some kind of magical ritual, which made enemies in the entire galaxy seem to be possessed and rush into the trap laid by the Thousand Sons in advance - a very obvious trap.

These strange methods that were divorced from realistic strategies and tactics once made other legions very fearful.

"Head to the bridge."

Ctesias ordered.

The Chaos Wizard raised his hand and pointed forward. All the Thousand Sons warriors turned around and walked towards the upper deck. The power armor clanged and the red-armored warriors were silent and solemn.

…

"Let the mortals retreat, this is not their war."

Qiao Shida said on the communication channel.

He and Lin Yu led dozens of white-scarred warriors and quickly rushed to the middle deck. At the same time, the sound of uniform footsteps also came from deep in the deck passage.

Joestar paused.

"What's the problem, Joe?"

Lin Yu next to him asked.

The Moon Wolf Warrior whispered:

"The voice...why is it so neat?"

Joe Star is in charge of the training of new recruits of the Brotherhood of God and Machine, but even his best tactical team cannot achieve such a uniform and almost complete uniformity of steps.

"What is this indicating?"

Lin Yu asked.

Qiao Shida shook his head:

"I don't know. Come on, they will understand after a while."

There was no time to think deeply. When they turned a corner, the White Scar Warrior and the Thousand Sons Warrior suddenly met.

The first moment when the two teams of warriors met, Lin Yu used a reaction speed that was second to none, and struck out with a sword in his backhand. The blade of the sword moved from left to right, like a long scythe cutting through corn, and the Thousand Sons warriors were struck with the sound of saw teeth. The neck armor was cut open.

"Humph, that's all."

Lin Yu thought to himself.

However, as the chain saw cut through the neck guard, Lin Yu did not feel the vibration of the sword cutting through flesh and bones.

"wrong!"

Lin Yu said subconsciously.

Then, a sharp pain spread throughout his body along his ribs, and Lin Yu spurted a ball of blood from his mouth and flew backwards.

He was supported by the soldiers behind him.

Lin Yu looked up in horror.

The blow just now accurately hit the opponent's neck armor. A cut appeared on the metal neck guard of the Thousand Sons Warrior. The dark crack penetrated the helmet, revealing the dark void inside, and nothing could be seen inside.

An empty shell of powered armor! ?

The incision began to glow, like a wriggling maggot glowing with blue light, and then slowly closed like a silent lip. Lin Yu looked down and saw that the lower part of his breastplate had been penetrated by a power weapon. Bones could be seen in the wound, and blood flowed all over him.

The empty human form has a hollow inside...

Scarlet letter warrior!

"Da da da da da da!"

Fierce firefights rang out.

The White Scar warriors raised their pulse bolt guns and fired at close range. The projectiles were pushed out by the gas in the barrel. With the electromagnetic acceleration of the coil of the gun barrel, along with the fire and electric current, they rushed out of the muzzle and directly blasted a red letter. The soldier's helmet exploded.

However, the headless, empty shell of armor just stood there and shook for two steps, finally stood firm, and raised the sword to kill again.

Two teams of space warriors collided violently!

The interstellar warriors of the God-Machine Brotherhood are stronger and faster, the shell of the armor is stronger, and the output power of the servo motor is more surging. However, they were used to the fighting skills of hitting the vital point directly and killing with one move. When faced with the scarlet letter It doesn't work for warriors, and even suffers from it.

They are fighting with empty shells of power armor!

The enemy's helmets were cut off and their arms were cut off, revealing their empty inner parts. Then, without any pause or stagnation, they continued to raise their guns and shoot, and continued to slash with their swords. They felt no pain, they were tireless, and they had no fear...

"Then smash them all to pieces!"

Joestar growled.

Lin Yu's power armor was covered with mottled coagulated blood, and red foam spit out from his mouth. Lamanri's organs were rapidly stopping the bleeding, and the Extremis virus gathered from all over his body toward his chest and began to repair his injuries.

"stand up."

Qiao Shida pulled him up.

Lin Yu took off his helmet, spit out the remaining blood, wiped the blood from his mouth, glared at the enemy, gripped the chain sword tightly, and prepared to charge forward again.

At this moment, a loud roar came from behind:

"Get out of my way!"

Hearing Khan's voice, the White Scars warriors withdrew from the fight with the Scarlet Letter Warriors, covering each other and retreating while fighting. These scarlet-lettered warriors, who seemed to be fearless of death and fearless of any harm, seemed to have far less physical coordination than when they had flesh and blood. A pile of empty shells with no heads, no hands, and cracked armors crowded the entire passage. They were slightly... Stiffly chasing the removed white scar until...

A tall, heavy-duty power armor stood alone at the end of the passage. Its burly body, as wide as a door panel, blocked the lights of the entire passage and cast a large shadow.

The cyclone missile launcher above Fu Qinghai's head flashes with red lights. He holds the heavy bomb chain in his left hand, and the double-barreled melt gun in his right hand. The blue coil of the heavy plasma cannon on his left shoulder has already lit up. On his right shoulder, The converted beam cannon, its sharp front end was already aimed at the approaching Scarlet Letter Warrior.

The hoe and plow automatically stretched out from his back, stuck hard into the metal deck at his feet, exploded a cluster of sparks, and firmly supported and fixed the entire heavy-duty power armor, and then...

"Boohoo!"

"Boom-boom-boom!"

"boom--"

"Jiu——"

In an instant, the firepower was on full blast!

The missiles poured out, plasma passed through the air, heavy explosive bombs roared, and hot melt flames raged. A light green conversion beam disappeared directly into the vast smoke and dust composed of sputtered armor fragments and missile explosion smoke. .

The huge recoil produced by all the weapons firing at the same time made the hoes and plows supporting the body make a heartbreaking sound of metal deformation, but it still stabilized the huge body of the Cyan Mountains and never allowed Fu Qinghai to take a step back.

The firepower continues.

The Cyclone missile launcher fired all the armor-piercing missiles and fragmentation missiles one after another, leaving the bomb nest empty and emitting blue smoke.

The heavy explosive bombs that continued to roar continued to pull and engulf the ammunition chain until the trigger clicked, the double-barreled melt gun drained the last liter of promethium, and the red and yellow fire dragon finally went out.

Even the conversion beam cannons and heavy plasma cannons on the left and right shoulders were flashing prompts in the retinal field of vision - the weapons were overheated and could not fire.

The endless explosions finally stopped.

The white smoke slowly dissipated.

The incomplete battleship passage was exposed, with large and small holes everywhere in the bulkhead, floor, and ceiling. Sparks exploded from hanging wires from time to time, the steel plates were twisted into twist shapes, and molten iron slowly flowed along the corners. .

Broken electronic muscle fiber bundles were scattered like hairs, and the power backpack turned into piles of scrap metal. Except for the red armor fragments covering the floor of the passage, there was no trace of the existence of the Scarlet Letter Warrior. .

There was only one person standing in the smoke.

A Chaos Wizard!

Ctesias half-knelt on one knee, holding a black sword in one hand, and stretched out his other hand forward to hold up a vague and flickering psychic shield, blocking out the diffuse smoke.

Through the hazy psychic shield, you can still see the vicious eyes behind him.

Fu Qinghai's eyes narrowed and he asked:

"Who are you?"

"Thousand Sons Legion, Ctesias!"

The other party said through gritted teeth.

"oh."

Fu Qinghai breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn’t matter who you are, as long as you’re not Ahriman.

At this stage, Fu Qinghai believes that if he were to face the four major Chosen in the Warhammer 40K universe, the only one who could definitely win would be Lucius, the Chosen of Slaanesh.

Ahriman, the god of Tzeentch, has ever-changing magic methods; Typhons, the god of Nurgle, has a pervasive viral plague; Karn, the god of Khorne, is said to be completely invincible with the health lock unlocked... Only Lucius can be called this happy person The shame of God's choice, the final result is indeed a sure win.

As if feeling the contempt in Fu Qinghai's tone, Ctesias was furious. The chaos wizard stood up suddenly, his cloak trembling, and strode over.

Fu Qinghai had emptied all the ammunition on his body and stood motionless. The Space Marines behind him rushed past him and rushed towards the Chaos Wizard.

Suddenly, chain saws buzzed and explosive bombs flew.

Ctesias, however, merely waved his hand.

The White Scar warriors were pushed away in all directions by an invisible force in an instant. Their backs were firmly attached to the surrounding bulkheads, like mice stuck with strong glue. One or two of them were trembling all over. Unable to move.

It's exactly like the picture in the prophecy.

Ctesias's smile gradually became ferocious.

Yo ho!

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows.

"You missed one."

The figure of No. 56 flashed like a ghost. The bolt gun in his hand was pointed at the Chaos Wizard. Strings of pulse bombs were fired at the enemy, but they were all blocked by the psychic shield.

Ctesias's disdainful expression just appeared, and his expression suddenly changed. He turned around and swung a sword behind his back.

There was a "ding", and the Chaos Wizard's psychic long sword blocked a sneak attack from behind. White light scattered in the air, and the edges of the two weapons were grinding against each other.

Satphran held his sword with both hands, but Ctesias dealt with it with one hand.

Ctesias smiled coldly at the Raven Guard.

No. 56 suddenly shouted "Let go!". As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of psychic flames appeared out of thin air and spread rapidly along the two connecting sword blades. With the advance warning from No. 56, Satfa Lan released his hands holding the sword in time and retreated.

"There's me too!"

Kalamanda roared, holding the power thunder hammer in his hand, spinning around and around in mid-air. The still-activated cracking force field pulled out the light blue lightning left behind, and then hit the Chaos Wizard hard. On top of the psychic shield.

"boom!"

The shield shrank and fluctuated.

Ctesias had no choice but to turn around again and swung his sword at the Night Bat Warrior. It seemed like a strong wind swept past. Kalamanda was knocked back by some unknown force and fell backwards, with the rope bent upside down as if it had been cut.

The strange long sword of the Chaos Wizard suddenly twitched and retracted - its shape changed and stretched among various shapes, solidifying and dissolving for a while.

Just when the Chaos Wizard raised his sword high, preparing to deliver a fatal blow, Joestar roared, struggled to break free, and rushed forward. Due to the rapid movement, the outline of the Moon Wolf Warrior even turned into a phantom, and he waved The power claw he raised stabbed hard on the psychic shield.

"Boom!" The psychic shield was still not broken.

"Fire and wind tell the end of you, Luna Wolf!"

The Chaos Wizard roared hoarsely, and the magic sword in his hand strangely turned into a snake and attacked.

The Moon Wolf warrior quickly pulled back.

At this time, the entire passage suddenly glowed with golden light.

"Aton for your sins, you devil-manipulating wizard!"

A powerful roar sounded.

"Holy Storm!"

After the words fell, the golden whirlwind of holy light energy blew up in the entire battleship passage, spinning and constantly consuming the energy of the psychic shield, causing the Chaos Sorcerer in the middle to stagger and try to hold on. Tristan walked forward, holding up the power with one hand. Staff, looked at Ctesias and shouted:

"Go away! Go back to the subspace!"

"Hiss... snap!"

The human skin cloak on Ctesias's shoulders suddenly exploded and turned into tiny shards floating in the wind.

The long black sword in his hand was also twisting constantly. Thick smoke billowed out from the sword's body, and black tar dripped from the hilt. A strange wail sounded. The color flickered, and it was difficult to condense into substance.

Finally, the psychic shield suddenly disappeared.

"laugh!"

At the same time, lightning claws, thunder hammers, chain swords... all pierced Ctesias' body.

The helpless Chaos Wizard was surrounded by several Space Marines, with all kinds of weapons inserted into his body. He raised his head and howled in despair:

"Why is it different from..."

No one knew what he was talking about.

Satfaran raised the tip of the sword lightly and cut off the head of the Chaos Sorcerer. No. 56 took it in his hand and handed it to Kalamanda. The Space Marines around him got out of the way. Kalamanda turned around and walked towards In front of Fu Qinghai, he presented the dead head in his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Khan."

From the beginning to the end of this battle, Fu Qinghai stood there, watching his Space Marines trap the Chaos Sorcerers and kill them step by step without even moving.

There is no need to take action yourself.

"very good."

Fu Qinghai raised his hand to receive the head.

Until now, he was still a little strange:

Since the other party has anticipated the time and place of its fleet's return in advance, why did they choose this time to board the ship?

This time point can be said to be the heyday of the God Machine Brotherhood. The long voyage allowed everyone to recover from the expedition. The Alpha Warriors returned, the Word Bearers warriors joined, and the three veterans of Moon Wolf, Raven Guard and Night Bat. He still dares to join the gang. I really don’t know why the other party is so confident.

…………

The battle was so difficult to write, so I had to postpone it again.