Chapter 410 Suspicion from the Emperor's Children
Obviously, the words spoken by the Saint of Ferus are as unfalse as the seal of steel. With his return, the Iron Hands also clearly felt that they The enemy's firepower on this side has increased - although due to the narrow terrain, there are not that many enemies who can climb up to the ceiling and shoot at them, but they are not that few either.
Assisted by his external servo skull sight, Isshin Roku frustratedly fired three bolts into the eyepiece after killing yet another Chaos Space Marine whose flesh had blended into his faded pink armor. , Markan Feros calmly reported the latest batch of ammunition reserves -
"Sir, according to the current usage ratio, all of our explosive bombs are enough to attack 7% of the ships. Target 16 is inactivated”
“Promethium fuel tank”
"Eighty-five percent."
"Power weapon power?"
"Eighty-eight percent."
"Backup servo skull power?"< br>
“Thirty-four were destroyed, twelve were fired on the initiative, leaving forty-six.”
"Then there's no problem, that's enough."
Even in the noisy corridor of the Vesalius, which is full of smoke, blood, dust and dim blue light, the words in the optical observation display "He" is still like a giant spirit of silver metal, beautiful, spotless and sparkling.
“It’s incredible,” Alvin Ravus’s about 2% of the computing power was divided and communicated with Traqi, who was trying his best to maintain the binary psychic shield. “In my limited In my imagination, I always thought that Ferrus Manus was the kind of person who was as cold as a holy mountain covered with black snow and as hard as diorite metamorphic rock that was harder than iron, but I didn't expect him. That will be the case."
"Really?" Compared to Captain Lavus Steel, who was able to use his two-handed power sword with ease and the additional vicious plasma gun for this operation, Chief Thinker Terra Qi obviously has less computing power to devote to dialogue. "But I don't think it's surprising that a death that lasts for ten thousand years can change things, Alvin."
The chief think tank's body originally still had about 100% of its original flesh and blood ratio. The height of thirty-five. But at the last moment of the last Battle of Shadenus, after the battle against the former First Captain Julius Kesoron of the Emperor's Son who had been promoted to the Demon Prince, due to excessive focus and preservation of the power of the five think tanks, He was almost literally burning up in his own body.
But the body that was originally destined to die was saved by the dexterous hands of their genetic father who was at the scene, and Traci was able to hold on until the pharmacist brothers arrived and rushed him into a stasis position.
But the injury to the chief think tank of the Rakuan clan was so serious that he later volunteered to become the saint of "Ferrus Manus" ostensibly for this reason. He was the third among the Iron Ten. A test subject undergoing a "return to one's origins" surgery.
His body is now considered to be the prototype of a new body cast by "Ferrus Manus" for himself, which consists of countless components that have never been understood and read by anyone, only the genetic material. The muscles, nerves and internal organs of a real human are created using the formulas and techniques that one person knows and dares to use. Although there are also imitations after Astartes surgery, it is a brand new metal flesh and blood made entirely of metal and unknown process materials. The body's perfect imitation of the human body has obviously taken Traci's psychic skills to a new level. In fact, the vague and unspoken emotions from telepathy are maintained by ancient written data from the depths of the genetic code, and also from the depths of the hearts of all "humans" starting from Terra. Desire has made Traci never be so attached to a being, just like a fledgling is attached to the first creature it sees. This is the reason why he is really eager to undergo surgical transformation.
"Do your job, damn it, those new mutants... are very wrong, I feel there is something disgusting about them..." Voice Before it fell, a mutant that was obviously paler, twisted but unusually strong compared to other "hounds" jumped up high. It was drooling, the circuit chip under the skin shone faintly, and its two eyeballs became protruding. On the pointed and towering skull, but when its sharp claws grabbed Traqi's psychic shield, the power of the Sea of Souls "avoided" it as if it "disgusted" the existence of this mutant.
The hound, developed specifically for psykers, hissed triumphantly and pounced on the Chief Librarian.
So Terrachi, who only brought the best guidance staff and didn't want to let the dirty blood taint it, had to reluctantly use the metal limbs and fingers to carefully crush its head - right before the opponent He was surprised at why the Astartes' movements were still precise after scratching through the ceramite armor and piercing his muscles, as if he was not restricted by pain and muscle severing at all.
“I have to say that the creatures here are obviously artificially modified. Today I have seen the largest number of human modified bodies in this place and the most disgusting ones from the bottom of my heart. It is unimaginable that human beings can To do this to so many of the same kind, it seems..."
"It's as if the 'killer' didn't place himself in the same category of human beings when making it." At this moment, Rawu said. Si also had to take back his calculation power for chatting, because indeed, as Traci said, the creatures that were still pouring out of the cabins, passages and ventilation ducts were no longer at the level of miscellaneous soldiers just now, and needed to They braced themselves to deal with it seriously.
So just as they found out beforehand, the number of passengers carried in this cursed and corrupted void ship far exceeded the capacity of her sister ships.
Although their killing efficiency has reached an inhuman efficiency and ruthlessness in perfect harmonic synchrony, the total number of enemies is always a problem. Coupled with the narrow and complicated passages and cabin terrain, it has begun to become a stalemate. The tug-of-war situation has a tendency to develop into close combat on the ground in the tropical jungle world that Iron Hands dislike the most.
The various monsters and freaks pouring out of the opposite passage fell one after another, seemingly endless, and the attacks of the Chaos Space Marines wearing faded purple armor among them were often Although it was deadly, it came to the door because of the ecstasy, greed and hunger that could kill the Iron Tens personally. He was silently and accurately put a hammer or an ax on the forehead that no longer had a human form.
After two more rounds of harvesting lives and souls like wheat, the first batch of Emperor's Children who were obviously high were very few left, and the later batch were obviously Be more cautious - although they may not be able to see the figure standing at the end due to the terrain, and one person is responsible for sweeping the rear of the line far away, but the graceful platinum brought up in the darkness when Shabal's saber is waved The sexual arc has obviously caused these more sober-minded remnants of the Emperor's Children to fall into some kind of suspicion.
"What do you think? Arkenix?" Merrick put his hand on his weapon, not drawing it, but both of them knew what Merrick was referring to. "That sword light. That kind of skill."
"I know, don't worry, Merricks." Flavius Arkenix, the commander-in-chief of the Phoenix Guards and the Phoenix Conclave, replied.
His eyes behind the eyepiece were almost eager to catch the light of the knife flashing across the thick darkness behind, like lightning in the night sky from time to time.
"Here he is, unable to escape. We will find out. Which of the Emperor's Children could join the Sons of Gorgon against us."
(End of Chapter)