Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

The Titan Legion projects a firepower equal to that of the Fortress.

As for the Flame Thunder, the cannon on its left arm was raised, and the psionic storage device brought by the psionic delegation sent by the Achaemenid Empire began to supply energy to the cannon.

The moment this weapon was activated, everyone on the battlefield was suffocated for a brief moment, and then the sound of charging filled everyone's ears.

It's like being next to some giant industrial device and putting your ear against it to listen to the noise.

The loud sound gradually increased several times as the charging progressed.

Every warrior on the main wall of the Ursh Empire Fortress had their heart in their throats. They didn't know what the attack from that weapon and that weird giant war machine would bring.

But the unknown is the scariest thing.

As the sound of charging almost shattered the ears, the weapon was fully charged, and people could no longer hear any sound at this time.

Regardless of whether it was our enemy or ours, the vision of the soldiers on both sides turned white in an instant.

When the flash of light in the field of vision gradually disappeared, everyone saw the power of that weapon.

The Ursh Empire Fortress, that indestructible fortress, is protected by six void shields.

It is divided into two parts in the middle.

Behind the fortress was a chasm plowed by something extremely penetrating, and the chasm was clearly visible in satellite observers beyond Terra's orbit.

The Sword of Unity Titan Legion began to advance forward.

Regular armies accompanied the Titans forward.

The Ursh Empire's fortress is not without resistance. Under the protection of the two remaining void shields, a large amount of artillery fire is still being projected.

Soon, another giant turret rose from the ground, which was the Ursh Empire's trump card.

This turret is aimed at the Flame Thunder, preparing to destroy this most threatening war machine.

"Charge!" Charles ordered loudly.

The Flame Thunder quickened its pace and put the spear in its right hand in front of its body.

The earth was roaring and trembling with the movement of this giant war machine.

Some reality-warping force counteracted the inertia generated by the war machine's movement.

The giant turret in the fortress fired at the Titan where Char was located, and a beam of light as powerful as a battleship's light spear flew towards the Titan.

When it was about to hit Titan, some kind of force disintegrated the beam, causing it to turn into scattered dots of light.

The Flame Thunder charged to a position one kilometer away from the fortress, spears thrust out.

This long gun, which could not possibly be one kilometer long, penetrated the turret.

How many people does it take to blow up that giant turret?

The moment the spear penetrated the turret, a question popped up in Char's mind.

The flow of time seems to have slowed down.

That is the effect of the mental device connected to Titan. When Char wants to have time to think, his brain will be accelerated, and then from a subjective perspective, time will slow down.

He had plenty of time to think about it.

The Thunder Warrior Legion's fearless charges and airborne assaults, the teleportation assaults of several legions of infantry, and then tons of explosives, or the deployment of destructive devices by professional demolition technicians from the Terravat people.

Or maybe it was the constant bombardment of anti-surface weapons in Terra's orbit.

It is not difficult to dismantle a turret, but the problem is that it was previously protected by a void shield.

anyway.

For the Titan and the Flame Thunder, it is easy to destroy the giant turret.

Char felt that he had completed this real graduation examination.

And then it's hard not to be happy about his future.

In the future, he will always bear combat responsibilities on this war machine and will be with this machine until it is destroyed or he dies of old age.

Is there anything happier than this?

No.

And if there's anything worse than dying with this war machine, it's losing it.

Char felt that if he were to lose this war machine and fight in thin power armor like an infantryman, he would no longer be able to feel like a god. He would immediately put the barrel of the gun into his mouth and pull the trigger. Trigger to get rid of the pain caused by weakness.

What can make you stay with this baby forever? Only victory and merit, Charles thought.

"Destroy the fortress!" Char stared at the fortress in front of him that was shattered by the fire of hundreds of Titans. "Destroy all obstacles to the unification of Terra!"

The Sword of Unity Titan Legion continues to advance.

But this war no longer requires them to continue to be responsible for breakthroughs.

The Ursh Empire Fortress is now in pieces, and the psykers within it have long since screamed to death in the etheric turbulence caused by the firing of the psychic cannon. Everything inside the fortress can be clearly retrieved by the teleportation device.

Infantry and Thunder Warriors began to teleport towards the fortress, just as they had done against the Melanthem Alliance before.

The imperial troops who came to help broke into the fortress under Waldo's order and went directly to behead the tyrant of the Ursh Empire.

The will of the flames and thunder has reached the front line. The tyrant of the Ursh Empire is not even qualified to go to Kambamaru Prison. Execution on the spot is his only fate.

…

In the ruins of the fortress.

The mortal armies cleared and consolidated the areas that had been captured, and the Thunder Warriors rushed through their midst, serving as the vanguard to attack the next important location.

A soldier dragged the blasted body of his comrade into a corner and searched for letters and relics.

No matter what, the soldier decided to send his comrade's relics to his comrade's family.

After finishing the work at hand, the soldier sat in the corner to rest. He took out the cross in his arms, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently, muttering: "Mary, the Virgin Mary, Lord, please grant these souls rest in peace."

After praying to an ancient god who had been forgotten for a long time, the soldier put away the cross.

At this time, a team of imperial guards entered this place. They walked deeper into the fortress under the gaze of all the soldiers.

The soldier who had just finished praying was patted by his comrade, and then heard his comrade say: "O'er, look! The masterpiece of the Lord of Thunder, domineering, isn't it?"

The soldier named Orr stroked the cross in his pocket and looked at the imperial guards.

The eyes under the power armor helmet were extremely indifferent and contemptuous.

The imperial guards didn't know that a mortal despised them, and even if they knew, they didn't care, and quietly left to perform combat missions.

After savoring the title of Lord of Thunder, Orr sneered contemptuously and turned his head to look at his comrade who joined the army from the foot of the Himalayas.

"Lord of Thunder?"

Orr shook his head gently.

"He is not your Lord, and neither is Lord of Flame."

"But Lord of Flame is still a good man, and Lord of Thunder..."

"Just an Essho."