Chapter 118 Blade of Freedom, Knight Titan
Skadi's only regiment was more like a cultist than a cultist, and more like a bandit than a bandit. After massacring half of the main city where people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the transport planes and soldiers left here with enough food to feed tens of thousands of people.
In just 2 days, the Imperial Guard used high mobility and strong firepower to stir up the peaceful world here like a cauldron of burning flames. Before, Alan Bair was thinking about why the Imperial Guard would destroy the culture of this world. Now it seems, Something is wrong with the nature of this world.
Just like a flytrap, behind the seemingly beautiful and plump green grass and earth is a civilization that is barely able to produce self-sufficiency. Under those weak forces, if a fleet lands due to the astonishing vastness of the void area due to the lack of civilized planets.
Then what awaits them is not food and wine, but hunger. Any fleet with more than tens of thousands of people crossing the world will need two months of food. This is a huge amount that cannot be produced without destroying the world's civilization.
In the end, there are only two choices, slaughter and plunder, or be assimilated into this world.
This world is like a giant flytrap, swallowing up battleships that have no strength to leave. After landing, this sinister feeling is even more lingering.
Because the longer the chaos in this world stays, the greater the consumption, and it can only be disbanded and returned to the field. Maybe the so-called Agatha Kingdom did not appear naturally at all, but was formed by the troops that the Imperial Guard had to abandon due to supply problems.
After the transport plane left the volcanic area filled with thick black clouds, Alan Bair asked to camp on the spot to pickle and ferment fresh meat and vegetables to ensure their continued edibility. This was a big project, and the Imperial Guard soldiers needed to do it in one day. Intake at least 400 grams of meat, 200 grams of vegetables, 500 grams of starch and enough seasonings, water, etc.
If this data is x40,000 and then x45 days, this is an absolutely astronomical figure. This is why the civilization of this world cannot afford it. With only a million people, polar aggregation, loose beliefs and almost no technology, they have become The acid of the Venus flytrap slowly corrodes the travelers who land to rest.
Today, hammerhead sharks are hung with pickled meat, helmets are stuffed with pickles, and soldiers lie on the ground sleeping soundly, with the salty smell of seasonings in the belated night after a busy day.
Alan Bair was lying on his sleeping bag, with the cold breeze blowing across his face, the soft grass, and the starry sky that was extremely dark due to the orbiting asteroid belt. It was by no means beautiful. Instead, there were only a few terrifying ones. Void monsters roam low Earth orbit.
Then the patter of raindrops fell on Alan Bayer's cheeks and fell down his hair. His brain short-circuited for a while before he remembered. It turns out that it rains in the natural world?
Maybe it was the smoke and water vapor from their shelling that climbed up into the sky, or maybe it was the weird will of the world that made them stay. Alan Bayer's thoughts stopped for a moment, and he shouted as a heavy downpour fell. "Fuck, put away the bacon quickly!"
In a hurry, the soldiers knew that food was hard to come by. They braved the rain and even covered the meat with their bodies, but they still ruined a lot. And they had no salt to re-salt it. It was like a deliberate joke in the world. Alan Beyer kneaded it. Rub your head.
"Don't sleep, don't sleep, go chop up the damn wood in this world, light them with lasers, it should be no problem if the power is enough, then cover them with metal and smoke the meat."
Wisdom and will are the way for them to leave this world. Human beings have been fighting against nature since ancient times. If pickling doesn’t work, smoke it; if smoking doesn’t work, dry it. Because the only group of Skadi must leave, even if the world is destroyed once.
But the largest military organization in the universe actually uses ridiculously primitive methods to arrange food today. It is obviously too ironic, because the great empire cannot help them, they can only act like bandits.
The dark will continues human existence, and even if it tramples on the bodies of its compatriots, it must move forward. At the end of the 40th millennium, when chaos gradually sprouts, and countless aliens, heretics, and evil breed, this kind of thing is still repeated in countless worlds in the galaxy. .
In the White City, there was starvation everywhere, death, corpses, and people eating each other. The residents returned to their hometowns, and the refugees walked out of the cellars. They faced only completely dry wells and farmland with nothing. They prayed to the royal family for food, but there was no People reply.
Weakness, disease, death, violence, plunder, and killing are permeating this city. The power of chaos expands to the limit at this moment. However, a population of only tens of thousands of people is absolutely unable to shake the subspace, but those desperate emotions in the subspace are like orders. The light, as a beacon, strengthens the signal of the Lord of Change to human followers.
In the basement of the palace, the Queen walked all the way down. Her white dress was dyed bright red by the strange liquid on the ground. The skirt could no longer float, but she went down like a fanatic. The long corridors and stairs seemed endless. Endless, with only the light of torches and her two loyal knights in the darkness.
They walked for a long time, and even the two knights were exhausted, but Queen Lilith was still energetic. She walked down the pilgrim road where there was no water or grain of rice, but there was nothing at the end of the tunnel, as if the gods had given them a She made a joke.
The guard couldn't help but say. "My Queen, this tunnel was originally dug for the royal family to escape from the castle. Now it has long been abandoned. The history here is older than the Kingdom of Agatha, and the long time has made the road unusable."
Those heavy stones blocked the passage. They were definitely not something that could be opened by manpower. They were daunting. They couldn't understand how such a place was dug out of a 12-meter-high underground tunnel, but they knew very well. This is the work of an empire on the void.
The Queen knew very well that the escape tunnel would not be so complicated and huge. It definitely had the power to subvert the world. However, she had never been able to grasp the answer before, but now it was extremely clear. There was a voice in her mind that kept shouting.
"Use it."
The queen raised her hand, and huge spiritual energy suddenly emerged. Her eyes became strange and radiated light. The strong power lifted the boulders into the sky, and then violent flames suddenly appeared and exploded on them. A strong temperature Let those things turn into magma instantly, but it can't shake the tunnel's normal, seemingly marble walls.
This is definitely not a tunnel made by the civilization of this world. When the smoke dissipates, amidst the screams of the knights and the sense of psychic weakness in the Queen's mind, the real end of the tunnel appears. The light of the torch shines. Is that a wall made of metal?
Or a pillar? It's a pillar, a big pillar?
The Queen raised her torch, she said. "This is not a building, this is... God!"
The knights raised their heads after realizing it. In the dark space, the ceiling was too high to see clearly, but they discovered the real storage here. It was a metal giant dozens of meters high, wearing perfect plate armor and holding a giant... Cannons and amazingly huge pipes with dark holes that seem to prey on people.
"Oh my God, Emperor! What is this?"
Even though the knights have fought countless powerful monsters and even killed dragons, they have also seen the Void Vera (that kind of void monster) fall from the sky and destroy a city, but they are still surprised by such a monster.
Is this metal? Something forged by humans? "Is this the power of the emperor?"
Queen Lilith brushed past the huge and ancient Knight Titan and shook her head. "The Emperor has told me that the legions on the ground now, making us hungry and drying up the world, are not his messengers. I am disgusted by kneeling to them. Their dealing with Sauron is just dog eating dog."
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The knights realized their mistake and that Agatha should not be entrusted to others. Thinking of the corpses littering the city, they knelt down. "My Lord, please sit on the body of God."
The Queen was fully focused. She listened to the voice coming from the void, teaching her how to use psychic energy to complete the Titan warehouse door that only a few mechanical priests or heirs of the knight family could open. The mechanical throne was made of ceramic steel and adamantine. It slowly opened amidst the roaring electromagnetic interference.
The roar of the mechanical server that had been silent for thousands of years reappeared, and the interior of the Knight Titan, which was composed of countless complex and dense structures, appeared in front of everyone. Compared with the powerful weapons used by the legendary gods, it now looked more like a way to re-cultivate life. Uterus.
Queen Lilith steps within, bound tightly to the mechanical throne of her knight, the Knight Errant, the Guardian Word.
The name of the neural port on her throne became clear when it was inserted into her skull.
The plastic-steel composite belt hugged her body tightly, but what came with it was not warmth and comfort, but intense, violent clarity and violent thoughts accumulated by the machine that had been sleeping for thousands of years. The machine soul had been here for too long, and it was intense. The queen's emotions caused her to vomit completely, and the cockpit door that had not been closed was covered with disgusting vomit.
The Knight Titans are protectors and pioneers developed by humans during a long march of colonization in the Dark Ages. They make humans immune to attacks by terrifying protozoans and beasts. The Knights, the drivers, rely on such protection to gradually become leaders. The ruler, the king.
This is how the feudal world of knights was born, relying on machines born entirely for violence to fulfill violent obligations. The knights themselves and their drivers were born to fight.
Such a crazy machine spirit caused countless successors of knights who were not loyal enough and strong-willed enough to be tainted and violated by machines, and finally turned into indescribable whispering followers of the void.
Those who have grown up with countless oaths, the best warriors, and become knights are in danger, not to mention a woman who has never fought and can't even figure out what she should believe in.
At this moment, Queen Agatha Lilith is not so much a pilot as an accessory of the Titan, an accessory that allows it to restart and walk on the earth.
Ignoring Lilith's struggles and screams, the adamantine warehouse door was closed, and she was locked in the armor of a 13-meter-tall humanoid war machine. She could not survive or die, only her last will before entering. Shouting, go to the void and get the Imperial Guard craft.
Under the light blue paint, the knight titan with words of loyalty stood up from his crouched position. The knights squire wiped the vomit on their foreheads, but still shouted. "God's Machine!"
But it was not the queen's voice that treated them, but the big metal feet that ignored their existence, snapping, snapping.
The powerful armor on their bodies was useless. They were just insect shells in front of the Knight Titan. Queen Lilith had gone crazy, her once beautiful face was hideous, her dress was covered in stains and vomit, and she was held tightly in the arms of the Knight. Enjoy the feeling of being a giant, the power, the madness.
She may no longer remember who she is, but feels that she has been reborn as one of the countless gods recorded in history.
The nausea faded, as did the webbing and leather straps that wrapped around him, Lilith's body turning to plaster and ceramite, her heart beating like a thundering plasma furnace.
Her senses turned into auguries and loading shunts. At that moment, Lilith Leoconti and the knight merged into one. Her thoughts were chaotic, but she knew that she was eager to fight.
That day, the White City, which has existed for thousands of years, ignited in flames. It was the roar of melta cannons and logging guns, the stampede of machinery, death, death, leaving a terrible scorch mark across the thick walls of the White City, from the King's Castle to The outermost part of the city never stops.
Outside the city, it took three days for the Skadi Sole Regiment and the 113th Phraxia Regiment to smoke enough food to feed tens of thousands of people. In addition to the previous two days of war and the first day of arriving here, things seemed to be As the captain speculated, it may take a week to consolidate the supplies.
However, the experience is still tortuous. From full of expectations to plundering food, the Imperial Guard was stained with the blood of innocent people, and the hammerhead sharks were also stained with the smell of smoke. The soldiers' clothes could even be boiled in water. Soup.
"Staff, we can finally leave. We have to return to our hometown quickly. I hope John is okay." Alan Bayer was still worried, but watching the food being carried onto the transport plane one after another, the busyness and killing during this period was not too big. Big problem.
The staff officer replied. "The Emperor is above us, he will definitely protect us, don't worry."
As soon as the words were spoken, the sizzling sound of electricity came from the communicator. The communicator seemed to have detected the electrical signal. The communicator habitually looked for the target and quickly adjusted the channel. There was a hoarse roar of a woman and machinery. The sound of gears.
Alan Beyer asked. "What's going on?"
the correspondent replied. "There is a signal source within 10 kilometers, and it is military grade."
Alan Beyer doesn’t quite understand. "Reinforcements?"
The staff officer replied. "This voice is chaotic and disorderly. It is definitely not an army of the empire, but more like a fanatic believer."
Alan Beyer asked. "How does he know our location? It's fairly hidden here?"
"That's it, everyone, prepare for battle! Get the sandbags and trenches ready!"
In the distance, under the guidance of the Lord of Change, the crazy Queen Lilith is driving the giant Titan closer and closer. Now her beautiful face is so starved that it is completely the power of chaos that maintains her life, and the only thing she has now is Her obsession is to see the incomparably wonderful void universe in her heart, and for this purpose, she even declares war on the gods.
Want to eat bacon
(End of chapter)