Chapter 174 Shanto is wonderful


Chapter 174 Shanto is wonderful

“Ah~~What a boring time, it makes people miss the past days.”

His adjutant lowered his helmeted head numbly and submissively, They fearfully removed the architectural design plans and annual looting quota financial statements that had been reviewed by the leader - even though these leather drawings and reports forced their entire warband to work overtime for six weeks in addition to looting and directing construction, and The war blacksmith just gave it a cursory glance with mercy - but this time he didn't ask to go back to the first plan and redo it! The Chaos Iron Warriors are grateful for this.

The War Blacksmith is sitting on the new throne in his new palace. Well, he is bored and watching the alien ghosts, aliens, mutants and other monsters here through the biological monitors covering two entire walls. Under the supervision of the whips, boots, and bolters of his Iron Warriors, he diligently began to level the square in front of the palace for him.

In order to create this monitor within the time limit he required, the remaining dimensional blacksmiths and mechanical scavengers under his command probably consumed one-third of the brains, spinal cords, and brains of the aliens here at once. The optic nerve is used as the main external display, sensor and link signal path. Driven by fear and DDL, the final image quality of this monitor is quite clear and restored. Shanto is quite satisfied with this matter. .

His new lieutenants, warband warriors, Mechanicum subordinates, and the scum and slaves of the planet now fear him more than ever, and many believe that he has actually become demonic, though the only thing they are not sure about is that he The reason why he is already a demon king is entirely why he can still stay in the real universe instead of leaving for behind the curtain.

The Warsmith is actually aware of the rumors people are spreading about him privately, and has absolutely no intention of breaking their new impression of him, which is nice and convenient, and allows his orders to be received faster Better implementation can also save a lot of explanations. Ha, if a tall and strong former Imperial Fist were here, he would definitely use his poor brain that should not be used to think about it for a long time and start torturing it. Himself, well, he doesn't know how to enjoy it. A man so ascetic, self-disciplined, averse to chaos, and full of righteous anger that he thought was noble. Well, fortunately, the last time he saw the other person, it was obvious that the other person had learned some ways to relax his muscles. What's the use of making yourself miserable? If you want to live a happier life, you must learn to transfer this internal pain to those who always want your life to take over or who are displeased with you -

After all, Well, Malodarax was originally a world that had been completely "polluted" for a long time. The torture of the planet itself caused it to take on a shape that makes even observing Malodarax from space itself It has become a test of willpower and mental strength.

Due to being completely invaded, corroded and infected by the power of subspace, the original color of Malodarax is difficult to describe with a specific normal adjective. It can only be said that it appears in optical vision. What's inside will be something very close to black, a very dark color, like a clot of solidified rotten blood or something like that.

Those who first see the Southern Hemisphere will think they are seeing some horrific, planet-sized super-cancer tumor that is inflamed, necrotic due to ischemia, and if that unfortunate person can still At the second glance, he or she will see the north side of the planet, and he or she will see the bright purple fox fire laughing and rising and burning from time to time on the cracks in the earth where the blood of corruption is flowing like living creatures. Living creatures passing nearby transform into something awful and insane, subsequently igniting their bodies, and finally their souls.

And now -

After the war blacksmith disappeared from his original ruling area for a short time - no one knows exactly how long it was. It can only be seen through the completely different Shanto who appeared at a certain point in time. After making this judgment through comparison, things began to become more chaotic and out of control.

The leader of the warband walked out of his throne room wearing silver and black imperial standard power armor, carrying a glittering ribbon, a medal, a skull eagle wing on his chest, and waving his power hammer. At that time, at first, all the warband members and the "guests" of the Black Mechanicus thought that the War Blacksmith had gone completely crazy. This would be the beginning of a new competition, who could be the first to kill Shanto and obtain his head? Whoever survives to the end will undoubtedly have a greater say in the subsequent division of spoils and territory. Thinking of this, they rushed forward immediately, ready to immediately take out their long-cherished trump card to kill their boss and master. The six idiots and unlucky ghosts immediately learned their last lesson as living creatures: not every Chaos Believers all have the opportunity to eat integrated micro-corona cannons and power hammers with strange black and golden crack magic powers - not the glittering and flaming effects common to the false emperor's lackeys, but the stronger the power against the power of chaos. The stronger the influence of the Dark Believer, which is manifested in the form of death and death. If you are particularly favored by the God of Chaos, then the terrifying unnamed power will wipe off the layers of skin on you from three feet away - and there is also a relic technology pistol. of baptism.

Of course their despair reaches its climax when the body turns to ashes and the soul takes a last look, which makes the recipients of their respective beliefs quite satisfied: they throw or launch The ammunition, rays and weapons of the proud war blacksmith were all intercepted by a strong surrounding personal void shield. Shanto himself was unscathed, revealing his standard eight white bullets to his first training targets. With a toothy smile, he then blew the muzzle of his pistol.

After the second batch of unlucky ghosts also died, the order of the ruling class here immediately began to automatically restore, and under Shanto's scolding, they immediately organized an army to kill aliens and aliens in large numbers at all costs. As cannon fodder, the colors of the northern and southern hemispheres of the planet quickly began to become the same. Tumor-like hills and malformed blood vessel-like tissues were burned away, and foxfire and bloody cracks were filled with countless corpses and molten iron. , fill in level.

A new palace was built under the will of the War Blacksmith. The War Blacksmith personally buried the severed head of the Red Widow in the outer space reef of Malodarax into the foundation stone. He also drove two special enchanted bullets into her eyes that would never go out, cursing her to become a guard here forever, until the female ghost's power was exhausted by protecting this palace.

So now, apart from cleaning up the gray hungry beasts in the space reefs and supervising the construction of new weapon defense platforms and other chores, Shanto suddenly feels that there is nothing to do, but his strength is still not enough ...He still needs to gather strength.

Until he saw two of his men walking in with the results of a new round of looting.

Oh, this is the noble navigator of the pseudo-emperor...

A smile appeared on Shanto's lips.

(End of this chapter)

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