Chapter 176 The sins of sinners and the pit of millions of corpses
Emotions like nausea are far away from troops like Skadi's Sole Regiment. After all, they can eat food under the stench and rotten smell of corpses, but the situation at the bottom of the Divine Calculation Tower still makes them extremely sick.
The gray foundation layer had no light. When Alan Baier picked up the promethium lamp and shined it, behind the turbid air was a "lake", an evil and terrifying lake, like a nightmare.
This building that carries the history of human civilization in this forging world is like the throne palace in Terra. It is not only the authority of the Mechanicus, but also the yearning of countless people. And such a place is naturally filled with nobles and assumes part of the star port. The mission’s Divine Calculation Tower also has businessmen recognized by the Mechanicus.
Nobles, businessmen, and their servants created a small human society here, relying on external resources to exist. Even from the moment the governor was about to rebel, this huge gear mountain range like Mount Everest was filled with human beings. .
The human being is there now, and the governor has gone crazy. He is now persecuting any living person and using their souls to resurrect the Merovingian body and spiritual energy, burning the souls of mortals to drive his own body. The scorching heat in this tower Where have the bodies of millions of souls gone...
The Skadi people saw it at this moment. A plain composed of flesh and blood corpses appeared in the vast field of vision. The rotten juice and thick bubbles also turned this place into a "lake", filled with flesh and blood, rotten body fluids and corpses. , stretching completely to the bottom of the Divine Calculation Tower, filling it up like a foundation.
The clothes of those citizens of the empire are soaked in it. Whether they are gorgeous nobles or pitiful beggars, they are all treated equally now. Instead, they are replaced by a strong disgusting stench and a sultry environment of lightless darkness. The air here is almost poisonous, and Ai Wherever the light source carried by Lambair swept, there were indescribable things.
"It's disgusting, these bastards..." Alan Bayer rarely comments on why heretics are so bad. After all, in his eyes, most heretics are played with by the subspace after death, and being tortured by the supreme power is the best revenge.
But after seeing the sins of the Forge Governor, he was a little unclear. It was absolutely terrible and disgusting. He had even seen the massacre of orcs, but orcs would not be like this...
Humans are so bad to humans themselves. At least the main force of the orcs is enjoying the war instead of killing civilians. Even if the city is destroyed, the Imperial Guard can still protect countless people. But this time, the entire main force Only hundreds of thousands of nests remain…
The last time he'd seen something so bad was with the Tau, but now it was happening to humans...
The sergeant looked at the situation here and commented. "We have to wear gas masks. The air here is unbreathable. Don't shoot. It will explode. The power of the explosion will never penetrate the God's Calculation Tower, but it will be enough to kill us without a burial place."
Alan Beyer said. "Use night vision equipment, do not fire, and turn on the safety of the firearm. Then, it will not work to use power weapons to attack the enemy. They will cause sparks. It must be quiet enough. There should be troops stationed here. Our invasion is very noisy."
He looked around and saw that there were no shelters here, but there was a road coming out from the outside of the wall, a metal "coast" about a hundred meters wide, where you could walk along the ocean of corpses.
And those fat crystals outline a beach-like appearance on the metal floor. If you can't see the color and the solids in the "ocean", then this place is actually quite "romantic".
The slight squeaking sound of the military boots on those things made people's scalp numb. In the dark space, it became more obvious in the silence. The touch was transmitted to the soles of the feet through the boots. Alan Beyer wanted to tear all the skin off his feet. Come down.
He put on a gas mask. The thick special purification layer can isolate and circulate the breath composed of corpses. To be honest, there are more carbon dioxide and methane from the decay of corpses than toxins, which greatly reduces the air content. Even if he wears a gas mask, There was a sense of suffocation, too, but the Skadi had no time to wait for the air to flow here.
Alan Bair walked on the dark road, night vision equipment and "pig-nose" masks protected them forward, those loyal devices kept the Skadi alive.
This journey was quite peaceful. After all, it was a big place. The traitors and heretics did not notice them. They moved forward slowly, quietly, deadly, with clear goals and firm will.
Those deaths did not break their faith, but strengthened it, demanding blood payment from heretics and traitors for their killings and madness.
Moving forward, the journey is not far, and very quickly, the sound of tapping, tapping, and rustling suddenly appears. The soldiers stop, and Alan Bayer looks into the distance with the telescope strapped to his tactical belt.
Insect-like faces, slender titanium alloy limbs, and highly modified bodies are dragging a trailer to bring a load of fresh bodies and discard them. The living people here have not yet been slaughtered, and the servitors have new harvests every day. Servo skulls levitate beside them like loyal pets.
Alan Beyer made signs. [Advocate Mechanicus, Alpha Servant, and the Governor’s lackey. 】
[Distance, 600, working, number of 25 people, detour, dodge, move forward. 】
[There must be an upper entrance where they come down, so they can quickly suppress the enemy. 】
the sergeants replied. 【Yes】
They are quiet, terrifying, silent and full of murderous intent. For this group of things that taint life, they have existed to slaughter them since they joined the Astra Militarum as the Imperial Guard until now.
Slowly moving forward, without even the most powerful servitors noticing, the deadly man can even evade the monitoring of the suspended skulls. The Catachan long-handled knife and saber shine with a dark edge, like a poisonous snake's. Nobuko.
500 meters, 400, 300, 200...60, 50, 20...10 meters!
The weapons clashed, and the blades penetrated the mechanical bodies, piercing their cores. The machine servitors roared, and the skulls slowly illuminated.
"Enemy, attack model..." Alan Bair took out his long blade and inserted it into his throat, cutting off his spine. The Catachans used their skills to break the fiber bundles, but he used all his brute force, and the engine oil slowly It slowly flows out and stains the ground.
In an instant, 25 Alpha-level elites died cleanly, as if the war and transformation they had experienced were worthless compared to the "ordinary people" of the Imperial Guard.
"There is a patio at the back. We can go up there. There is a ladder." The sergeant wiped the oil that had spilled from the servitor on his hands.
Alan Bair nodded. "Well done, let's go up..."
But the Skadi people did not notice that the Alpha-level Mechanicus Skitarii Captain actually had two sets of neural control systems. Even if he died suddenly, he would be like a tailed gecko.
The head that had been severed by Alan Bair fell to the ground, the sensors in the eyes glowed red, and he slowly uttered a sound. "Fire protocol, activated."
A sizzling, short sound, but Alan Bayer immediately realized that it was the warning sound of the Mechanicum's electromagnetic gun firing.
"Oops!" He immediately found the thing that was not dead and kicked it away. The huge inhuman force almost launched the gun like a projectile, several hundred meters! Then it was submerged in the sea of corpses, soaked in decay and despair, but the exquisite weapons made by the Mechanicus showed damn durability at this moment!
Violent explosions followed, and a little flame and temperature ignited the turbid air here. No matter how powerful the Skadi people were, they were still flesh and blood. They could not resist such power. They would suffer heavy losses, and no one would save this world. Void The shield cannot be closed by them, and it seems that everything will stop here...
Alan Bair suddenly took out his weapon in anger and violently smashed the wall with the power sickle. The powerful force instantly smashed the fine gold wall into a large crater like a cannonball. Then he ordered the soldiers . "Pick up the bodies of those servitors and hide here!"
With unconditional trust and the time brought by that kick, bright fire slowly appeared in the distance, burning the air here. The Skadi soldiers picked up the dead and squeezed in with all their strength.
But even if it's several meters long, it's like a trench on the wall. It's too difficult for a team of 60 people to get in. People are crowded here, but there are still five or six people who can't get in. They can only use the corpses. Completely block the wall, leaving small entrances.
But if we do this again, the group will be destroyed, and all sacrifices and battles will be wiped out, just like the wishes of this terrible world...
But a moment later, the light of violent power weapons hitting the wall flashed in front of Alan Bair. Faced with the danger of explosion, Skadi's soldiers expanded the place to the limit. This incident made Alan Bayer's heart almost reached his throat, because of the sparks, if there is too much methane here, then they will turn into braised pork!
But the Emperor provided for it, and at the last second after the enlarged space was filled with soldiers and fierce flames swept through it, the Sergeant hid the bodies of the Alpha Skitarii of the Mechanicus before him.
The hot flames swept through the air and made this place extremely terrifying. At this moment, they had to thank the Mechanicus for how strong they had made their servants, so that the flames could be resisted by the steel body, and the Emperor protected them.
But Alan Bayer cursed. "What are you doing! I said you can't use power weapons, didn't I?"
The sergeant carried a promethium lamp to illuminate the area. Looking at the angry officer, he shouted without hesitation. "This is my order. If I violate it, I will be punished voluntarily."
He lowered his head, the other soldiers said. "No, this is our own initiative!"
Alan Bair looked at them. "It can't be like this no matter what." He was wearing a mask and his voice was buzzing, which was a bit funny, but no one dared to ignore the words of this young-looking guy.
But the soldiers were still looking at him, their eyes forcing him to think, and looking at the fierce flames outside. He was more worried about the consequences of his failure than he was about death. He was burdened with too much, and even a little afraid. Just let it go.
"No, you are right...so right!"
"I originally wanted you to assume the future of the empire. Nothing can be accomplished by me. There is strength in numbers, and the use of power weapons I just used proved that there will be no danger in this area."
"I'm being extreme. It's still a long time until the flames are over. We can't waste time. But the swamp gas here is too abundant. Use your weapons to dig upward and let's climb to the top, okay!"
"You loyal servants of the Emperor, let us give the heretics a surprise!"
The soldiers looked at each other, then took out their weapons and courage. In this narrow, dry and hypoxic place, they were ready to make the heretics pay with their blood. Without any hesitation, sparks flew everywhere after a moment, like anvils falling again and again in the furnace of war. , the adamantine and the destructive stance came into contact, and a huge team of 60 people worked together to swallow the adamantium layer bit by bit.
Alan Bair smashed open the thickest part of the adamantine layer. The Skadi soldiers slowly polished it to expand the passage. This lasted for dozens of minutes. Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. Those indestructible things soon collapsed, and the adamantine layer , Edman, an indestructible thing, worthless when united by the Imperial Guard.
As for the hell below, although it is not heaven above, it is very different. The interior of the Mechanicus building not only has temperature adjustment, but also the ground is clean and tidy. Gears and the logo of the God of All Machines are hung on the bronze walls, which are made of metal. In this area, a huge road stretching for several kilometers connects all the main rooms in the west of the building.
The servitors were piously moving forward, the binary machine language singing praises to their new master, the incarnation of the God of All Machines in the mortal world, the great founding governor, and repeating it tirelessly, repeating it, until they realized that under their feet The ground began to crack.
"The Messiah of Om has appeared! Praise be to all...!"
They sang, but the ground suddenly answered him. "Praise to your mother! To build the ground so thickly, the empire gave you too much money, right?!" Alan Bayer dug the ground with anger, and cut the blind servitor in front of him in half with a knife. Let the oil and parts spill on his military uniform.
And the companion of the servitor shouted. "Defense Association..."
Swish, swish, swish, heat ray shooting, deflagration gun took away the lives of these poor people, Alan Bayer patted the oil on his body, looked at this place, the temperature is moderate, there are air purification equipment and bright The lights, the high-hanging Mechanicus gears, the red carpet.
"It's quite enjoyable. The empire has given them so much, and they will repay it with death, right..." Alan Bair escaped from death. All that resentment and anger was vented on the body of the Mechanicus. It's hard to say that he was so good last time. When did he get angry? But really, it was probably when the governor threatened him to evacuate.
Now, with all the old and new grudges settled, he wanted the heretical Mechanicus in this place to have a taste of what the Imperial Hammer was, what anger was, what being a mortal was, and what failure was.
"Go west to the elevator. There is a hall in front of you. It's a prayer hall. There shouldn't be many enemies. Let's break through there and take care of everything else!" Alan Bair ordered, but he didn't notice that he lost the untouchable badge. Under the protection of their psychic powers, their infiltration was discovered by the Governor after they entered the second level.
The old monster dragged his huge body, and Merovingian's flesh and knowledge were slowly merging with him. Now the situation was completely different. He licked the corners of his mouth. "All servitors, approach the western hall on the second floor. I want...the souls of those intruders..." His voice was extremely weird, but it still had a terrifying sense of divinity...(End of Chapter)