Chapter 469 The hell beast attacks!
"So be it."
Huron reached down, grasped his throat, and pulled at his jaw until he felt bone and flesh tearing apart.
His brother, his biological brother, cleanly pulled his head and spine completely out of his body, and then turned his face over so that he could clearly see his Bloody remains.
He wanted to scream, but no sound came out because his mouth had lost contact with anything that could make a sound.
"You also deserve to be reborn and reshaped, just like us."
Huron said, handing his silently screaming head to a black-robed technological heretic.
The nightmare begins.
He was still conscious during the subsequent steps, but he didn’t know how many days, weeks, or months these black acolytes had been working in this terrifying hall.
But they buried what little remains of him into a hellbeast.
Pain wracked him as the controllers for his new body's life support and weapons systems were connected to his brain, spine, and the demonic creations used to control his movements.
The last system activated was his loudspeaker array, which allowed him to finally unleash his long-suppressed screams of terror, causing the six acolytes to die slowly and painfully, blood flowing from them gurgling from the cracked skull.
When the acolytes had retired, his brother, his own brother, came to see him, just as he had come to visit him in prison before.
Huron looked his new body up and down, a smile on his face.
“Well, everything will go according to plan.”
His brother, his own brother, spoke, circling him, inspecting every part.
"The empire of hypocrisy will eventually burn under our wrath. Come with me, my brother! Together, you and I will erase our stains and make us masters of our destiny once again."< br>
Poor fool, this is the only thought he has left.
Huron has never been the master of fate, he has always been just a slave of fate.
"And now, you are ready to fight alongside your brothers, and it won't be long before the Empire trembles with your wrath."
His brother, his own brother, gestured to an acolyte.
"But now, you must rest. When I need you, I will come to you again."
He wanted to hit the place where the hateful guy stood and kill him for the other party. To become like this and take revenge.
But before he could do anything, the acolyte shut down the hell beast's power.
And his brother, his own brother, strode out of the hall, leaving only the sounds and the eternal pain with him.
That silver-gray warrior, what is he doing?
“This————”
Soshyan has imagined countless possibilities.
The opponent may ambush a large number of troops in the central control room, or they may lay some fixed traps, or they may destroy the place.
But what he never expected was that the other party would actually drop this thing——
A hellbeast!
When they broke in, the entire center had turned into a slaughterhouse, with torn servitors and mortal servants scattered everywhere, and a crimson beast roaring crazily was inside. Rampage. "Be careful, this hell beast is not simple, it is abnormally large, and it is more difficult to deal with than all the ones I have seen put together."
Talos reminded in a low voice, Soshyan also After careful observation, I found that the size of this hell beast was indeed abnormally large, almost as big as two Dreadnoughts.
The so-called hell beasts are fearless beings that have been corrupted by the power of chaos and whose minds have been swallowed up by madness and rage.
Being buried within a hellbeast is considered a great curse, and over time the flesh and blood of the remains will fuse with the metal of the machine in which it was buried.
Most Hellbeasts are already in a state of complete mental madness, even before the subspace fuses the metal prison imprisoning them with the flesh and blood buried inside, a mixture of despair and anger that is terrifying The madness eroded them over a long period of time.
In between battles, the sarcophagus containing the driver will be dismantled, and the driver's remains will be dragged out of the armored shell and left to lie motionless and roaring in the darkness.
The Hellbeast will be locked like a wild beast when not in combat to prevent the broken soul of its pilot from causing it to suddenly go mad. When the Chaos Legion encounters an enemy they consider to be difficult, it will be released. A Hellbrute emerges, and the Chaos Space Marine's madness within the Hellbreast burns even more fiercely when he awakens from hibernation.
Once it enters the battlefield, it will transform into a crazy beast that knows no difference between friend and foe, venting its mad rage wherever it passes.
Therefore, even for the Chaos forces, using hell beasts is the last resort.
And this hell beast also noticed the new intruder for the first time, and it immediately started running at a speed that was extremely disproportionate to its size.
"Destroy it!!"
After Soshiyang gave the order, the hell beast was immediately attacked by a hail of bullets.
But the explosive bombs bounced away without any effect. Only the plasma exploded on the beast, which only caused its armor to ripple and bubble unnaturally, but failed to cause any substantial damage. harm.
This extraordinary defensive power made Soshyan frown.
"What's going on?"
"Damn it! I just saw that its original material turned out to be a Leviathan Dreadnought! Huron is really a madman!"
< br>As soon as he heard Talos's words, Soshyan's heart immediately tightened.
The Leviathan Siege Dreadnought is a large Space Marine Dreadnought used by the Legiones Astartes during the Great Crusade and the Horus Heresy.
This giant dreadnought was born in the later stages of the Great Crusade and was built in very limited quantities. It was secretly developed by the Empire without the support of the Mechanicus - it was also one of the few war machines built by the Empire without the support of the Mechanicus.
Its massive structure is a mixture of multiple technologies, some of which can be traced back to the legacy of the Dark Age of Technology. The resources to create these war machines are almost equivalent to manufacturing a knight.
This type of heavily armored Dreadnought is much taller than the later cast-iron Dreadnoughts, and its combat effectiveness is astonishing.
Those few Leviathan Dreadnaughts that survived into the 41st Millennium are an ancient and terrible legacy, they are rarely spoken of, rarely deployed on the battlefield, and rarely possessed Their Chapter is awed and feared.
But it is difficult for outsiders to know that the ancient warriors buried inside must be tortured and destroyed. The special mechanism unique to Leviathan's Dreadnought will push them to the edge of madness. Dreadnought pilots Trapped in the nightmare created by the machine itself, these veterans buried in Leviathan's sarcophagus will eventually be destroyed by the tremendous pressure exerted by Leviathan.
So
Only the Chapter Master has the authority to unleash these horrific machines in war, as the Leviathan's fearless attacks and killings are entirely determined by their dark will, just like their commander.
A Leviathan hellbeast?
Soshyan's head began to swell and hurt.
(End of this chapter)