hotmtlnovel Chapter 500 Flesh and Steel
Chapter 500 Flesh and Steel
The condition of the Bogus clan of the Iron Hands is acceptable, but the condition of the Bronze Claws is very poor.
The Bronze Claws are generally equipped with power blades for close combat. Some crazy warriors accidentally injure their comrades while swinging wildly, or slash the deadly weapons they are about to launch, causing fatal explosions.
What? Where are the other gene-seed warriors, you ask?
The Iron Hands are notoriously xenophobic, and those who are not members of the Iron Hands fight with the Dawn Goddess Chapter.
Even the Bronze Claws had to sign a confidentiality agreement regarding the mechanical technology revealed in the battle in order to cooperate with them.
There was chaos all around, and the Chemos players sang loudly. In the sound of their exciting "music", the traps around them were either detonated in advance or were corrupted, turning into meat balls, breeding demons.
The battlefield was cut open, and followers of Slaanesh occupied large areas of ruins. Under the orders of the Sapphire King, they rushed to the already crazy descendants of Ferrus Manus, cut open the steel, took out the gene seeds, and sealed them into Pure in a bottle.
The Sapphire King hopes to obtain as many pure gene seeds as possible to minimize the corruption of the subspace.
He even prepared a purification ceremony to eliminate the corruption of the emotional bomb that he detonated on the opponent's genetic level.
As the followers of Slaanesh advanced, the Mordian Iron Guards that assisted in defending this defense area were also affected, most notably...
They didn't know whether the Iron Hands warriors rushing from the front were loyal.
The communication channel became completely unavailable, filled with the random singing of crazy people, and the warriors at each node could only make their own judgments.
The Mordian Iron Guard are world-famous for fighting in tight quarters and fighting to the death, and they have shown amazing resilience in the face of psychic vocal fluctuations that specialize in the Iron Hands.
When their comrades explode in the front, the Mordian Guardsmen can still aim and fire, and the impact is much lower than that of other Astra Militarum troops.
They stuck to the tunnels that had been designed long ago and controlled the almost suicidal forts, allowing this position to play some of its intended roles.
The advance of the followers of Slaanesh was slower than they expected, and the Bogus clan warriors who had been buffered by time struggled to gather in emergency gathering areas.
"Clan Bocuse, connection lost, lines being checked."
During the holographic meeting, the Bogus clan representative disappeared, and several other clan leaders realized that something was wrong.
"Delivery fearless support immediately, as fast as possible!"
The fastest words spoken by the Iron Hand warriors were not words of enhanced emotion that conveyed the urgency of the order to the warriors, but rather the shortest and fastest chanting method for the warriors responsible for pleasing the fearless machine spirit.
Maybe it will create some problems... maybe.
"The possibility of Bogus being corrupted by the other party is still at the lowest point."
For many warriors from other clans, Bogus is like a mechanical part that often goes wrong. Their open strategy once brought them and other chapters very close to the Mechanicus. At the time, some of the exiles from the Medusa Chapter Quite a few of their people.
Therefore, their clan always has a heart for atonement, and therefore, they have more Iron Priests than any other clan.
Because of their opening, the number of Primaris warriors has always been the largest, and now almost all of them are Primaris warriors. (They believed that the Primaris warriors belonged to the Great Sage Caul and were considered to be from the Mechanicus, so they accepted it very happily)
"The radiance of Omnisiah shines on steel! Steel surrounds us, and we fight for Omnisiah!" The Iron Priest resisted the corrupting impact of the Sapphire King, and used pious sermons to awaken the loyalty engraved in the genes.
The Forge of Belisarius was forcibly awakened, and each gathering point of the Bogus clan had an iron priest and a reserve trainee priest. Their warriors recalled their loyal faith as quickly as possible.
Now, they face a horde of crazed Bronze Claws and Slaanesh forces.
"Swapping weapons here complies with Regulation 98."
Damaged weapons were replaced at breakneck speed, including prosthetics, magnetically suspended weapons, shoulder armor and even detachable life support equipment.
The Bogus clan regrouped faster than anyone expected.
Before more than half of Mordian's iron guards were killed or wounded, the loyal warriors formed a group and fought back.
"Trust in our fearlessness and protect them." The Primaris warriors said to the Mordian Iron Guard.
Then they rushed to the battlefield, accompanied by some Skitarii of the Adeptus Mechanicus.
With the familiarity of the battlefield, they had to struggle to regain their position. The earth trembled and flames flowed. Every shot of the interstellar turret on the enemy ship caused violent vibrations. The followers of Slaanesh rose and fell with the alloy deck, looking like It's the crazy crowd at the concert.
The chants of the Iron Priest passed through the loudspeakers, and the deafening blessings collided with the music of the noise warriors. The warriors in between were undoubtedly the most painful.
However, the Iron Priests are always at the forefront, and it takes some effort for the other Primaris warriors to keep up with them.
Soon, almost no Astra Militarum survived between the two. Previously, on the way forward, we could see a few warriors whose ears were deafened by the priest's shouting. They were lying on the ground covering their ears and rolling. But now, only the bleeding corpses can be seen. .
The shaking of the earth was so violent that the internal organs of the mortal lying on the ground were shattered.
"That feeling is back."
"Fire, fire at the enemy to take away your pain."
They discovered that the shock caused by firing could effectively suppress the power of the Sapphire King.
"Three hundred meters ahead, the soldiers of the Bronze Claws are rushing over!"
"Fire!"
The warriors of the Iron Hands had little time to confirm whether the other party was still loyal. They just observed whether the hanging power sword of the other party was still open after seeing them.
Anyone who breaks down the stance will open fire.
After a friendly fire, the warriors of the Bronze Claws began to curse the parent regiment for indiscriminately firing, while the warriors of the Bogus clan accused the other side of having so many traitorous warriors that they could even define all three companies present as traitors.
The Sapphire King felt a great deal of death, and it took great pleasure in it.
More and more Slaanesh demons appear among the Chemos players, and the Sapphire King is like a traveling king, sitting in a moving "palace".
The structure of the "palace" is extremely weird. It's hard to tell whether they are mechanized Chaos believers or corrupted metal creations underneath. They are squirming and walking around carrying the huge palace.
An elite Terminator force sang outside the palace, and the enthusiastic playing of the military bands forming an array formed a magic bubble surrounding the huge palace.
These are not just magical defensive shields, but corrupt everything they touch, making walls, bunkers, and traps of reinforced ceramite automatically give way.
It breaks down the parts of Iron Hands that they do best, including warriors and fortresses.
When a conscious Bronze Claw priest assembled a team and rushed here, they were also shocked by the huge scale of the palace in front of them. The Noise Warrior killed them with the Demonic Sound of Silence, leaving the prosthetic limbs and broken bodies The base of the driving palace has been added to the armor.
Victory seemed just around the corner.
The warriors of the Iron Hand blasted open the wall in front of them. Their flesh and blood were beating, and even the gene seeds were beating. They could feel the rage of the gene seed storage glands.
Fortunately, they found that the enemy's palace was in a wide and huge corridor. They were at one end and the palace was at the other end.
"Retreat," they said.
"Forward!" they said.
Standing on the roof of the palace, the Emperor's Son loudly recited an impromptu hymn: "The servants of the false emperor retreat in fear, keep up with the frenetic beat, beat, blood surges, don't suppress your instinct, sing, The best music is dedicated to the god of desire.”
......
The Dreadnoughts of the Iron Hands emerged from the end of the corridor. They came from all the clans of the Chapter, and they were now gathered around this damn trap.
"Start relay signal connection."
The device on top of a fearless head lit up, serving as a communication relay on the battlefield, and the image of the Bogus clan leader finally appeared again in the holographic conference.
His current state was not in a state of embarrassment, but more than 80% of his weapons were different from before the signal was disconnected, which meant that the battle was extremely fierce.
"Report the situation."
"A huge tank, similar in size and shape to the Mars VI Road Builder. It is a mobile fortress with psychic shields and enemy terminators inside."
This is how the head of the Bogus clan described the "palace" of the Sapphire King.
I wonder if the other party will scold him for not having any artistic talent at all.
The Primaris warriors kept falling back until the Adamantite Warriors, Dreadnoughts, and Siege Tanks joined them.
"Everything is normal with the Adamantine Armor."
"Fearless everything is fine."
"Centurion is feeling strong impacts and is tentatively classified as Level 5."
"The Terminator is feeling a strong impact and is tentatively rated at Level 5."
"Cruel Blade No. 10 is obviously affected, and the tentative status is level three."
"Tank cover, start the attack!"
Following the order from the Bogus clan chief, the regrouped troops began to move forward and faced the enemy's palace face to face.
The Cruel Blade fired the first shot.
All firepower was concentrated on the lower level of the "Palace" in an attempt to force it to a halt.
The Chemos Player's attack became more fierce, but was blocked by the shields of the Adamantine Warrior and the Iron Cavalry Terminator. The distance between the two sides was slowly and unstoppably closing.
Brilliant gems are shining dazzlingly. Magnificent gems are hung everywhere on the Chemos player's terminator. As the enemy approaches, it blooms with beautiful light. The gems given by the King of Sapphires are mixed in. The warriors of the Iron Hands are different. Speaking of discrimination, I didn't even realize that there was something wrong with the gems on the enemy's "instrument".
The Sapphire King couldn't help it.
Ahead is a delicious meal, it can't restrain itself,
It stood up, and the charming pheromone aroma spread uncontrollably as it stood up. The breathing valves of every Chaos Terminator were filled with this smell.
All the surrounding sounds stopped amidst the sound of its footsteps. As the big demon raised his giant claws, he gently opened the luxurious curtain, and the light of the battlefield shone in.
Melta, explosive bombs, Mars Type 9 cannon, Medusa's cold plasma...
The light shines through the palace, refracting among the luxurious mirrors and jewels, especially the King of Sapphires, which twists its body, covered in jewels, the gems sparkling, and its soft body is covered with various pendants, necklaces and bracelets.
It gracefully held the hilt of the ritual blade.
The feast begins!
Daemons of Slaanesh streamed out of the palace, picking off the foul-smelling stuff from the edges of their feast.
The first wall of anti-psionic armor fought fiercely with the demon swarm.
The Sapphire King jumped high and jumped out of the palace, like an eagle overlooking its prey from a high altitude.
At the critical moment, the big demon helped the demons, and a shrill scream that resounded throughout the whole place overwhelmed the sound of all the cannons firing and vibrated in the space.
Even the warriors in the adamantine armor were affected to some extent, and their movements were temporarily delayed.
Then......
A fearless burst of plasma was stuffed into its mouth.
The crossfire from the other three Dreadnoughts poured into the Demon.
You have miraculous effects on the descendants of Ferrus Manus. What does it have to do with me?
There is no one in Wuwei.
As for the machine soul not being corrupted in a short period of time, it can only be said that it is really amazing~~
You don’t think that our communication with Red Torrent is just to modify the fine gold armor and then fight Yifeng, right?
Someone doesn't care about having one more startup team to back them up.
These Dreadnoughts gave the Sapphire King a head-on shot, and its attack was far more intensive than other tickling shots.
Chief Bogus calmly commanded the battle formation. Although many warriors collapsed limply amid the screams, those were the recruits in the back row.
The veterans are all close to the adamantine armor in the front row, and they can basically move and fire, but their accuracy has decreased.
"Fighters who served before 870 years ago, all retreat to protect the Brutal Blade."
There are already some Slaanesh Daemons attacking important tanks from pipes or flying through fire nets.
Bird Apostles are the fastest flying Slaanesh demons. They carry some Chaos believers or Chaos warriors with basically no armor on them. They usually carry power lances or fear spears and thrust downwards.
The battle at the rear is no longer under the clan leader's observation. He concentrates on thinking about the opponent's strategy of the big demon in front of him, and can learn the opponent's information from the ancient history of the war group.
Success is also an emotion, failure is also an emotion.
The devil's voice echoed on the battlefield: "I will give you what you have been pursuing for thousands of years. Give up your weak flesh and blood and embrace the real steel."
The Iron Hands' response was not only more "Imperial" but also more "Khorne."
The adamantine warriors launched a charge. Their initial movements were as slow as taking a random step forward, but as time passed, their charge became faster and faster, becoming more and more unstoppable.
"Our hatred has surpassed weak flesh and simple machinery. Death and survival have become blurred in front of us. The only thing we can be sure of is that Omnissiah is watching us. Every bomb we fire, every bomb we shoot, Every shell fired brings us closer to the day when the original body returns, for the glory of steel!"
The Iron Priest shouted back to his foe, his power sword tearing into pieces the charging daemons of Slaanesh.
They are tall, they are agile, and they are torn to pieces by us!
The Sapphire King jumped into the Iron Hand's battle formation. The anti-psychic power made him feel uncomfortable and his movements became stiff, but the attack could still split the ceramite easily. The ritual blade flew in the steel, and the gasoline The smell of gunpowder mixed in the air.
The steel deep inside the body got stuck under the sound of corruption, and the gears shook uncontrollably. The steel that originally kept the Primaris warriors alive was killing them.
The demon's body is extremely flexible, and it moves like a dragon on the battlefield, leaving corpses everywhere it passes.
After killing a circle of warriors, it discovered that the front line had not collapsed. The front row composed of fearless, adamantine warriors and centurions continued to banish demons without any technology, and hacked to death the Chaos warriors who dared to step forward.
It turned around and jumped, performing a beautiful backflip and flew above a Dreadnought. The ritual blade cut a large gash on the top of it.
The Sapphire King looked inside curiously, and there was a mysterious metal box on the driving position.
Are you happy or not, are you surprised?
Love from the red torrent, do you know about the stasis bomb?
The fearless explosion shrouded the surrounding area in a fragment of space-time stasis. The demons frantically rushed to the front lines, trying to help the big demon, but the adamantine warriors used their bodies to withstand the pressure.
Even though there were several Slaanesh hounds biting various parts of the body, the adamantine armor still continued to operate, with its arms spread out, and the corrupted beasts on its arms were smashed forward.
Mortars from behind fell on the "Palace" and the concert was about to end.
The Cruel Blade's muzzle was aimed at the unable to move Sapphire King.
It was a short period of time, but loyal drivers seized the opportunity.
Open fire!
In the name of Omnisiah!
A cannon blasted out, hitting the big demon.
There was no smoke on the demon's chest, and destructive power ran through its body. A huge hole was so conspicuous that everyone knew that this was the most important opportunity.
"You guys!!!" The big demon erupted with a strong sonic shock, like the last howl before death, and the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations affected all the machinery.
Dozens of warriors charged towards it, enduring the pain caused by the failure of various devices in their bodies, which increased exponentially as they got closer to the demon.
They fell to the ground one after another, and even the clan leader could only throw his power sword with all his strength, and watched helplessly as it was inserted into the demon's thigh, and his body could not move at all.
"Move!" His heart roared crazily.
Suddenly, a figure rushed past all the veterans. Those soldiers who could not control their bodies and whose movements were distorted became decorations on his way forward.
They looked up to see which warrior was so brave.
He was just a recruit, a recruit who had just completed the ritual of cutting off his hands.
Cold logic told him that the order he received was to protect the Cruel Blade.
"I'm not your slave," he said, then threw away his helmet and all the tactical observation and communication equipment combined.
The order failed to reach his ears.
Disobedience on the battlefield is punishable by death.
The warrior ran as fast as he could, his body twisted, his two steel mechanical hands detached from his body, and his nerve connections exposed.
He was still running, past the Iron Priest, past the clan leader.
The power sword, which represents the highest authority of the clan, is inserted between the gorgeous gemstone leg chains of the Sapphire King. The flash of light makes the warrior almost blind.
The brain remembers the way forward.
The power of Belisarius's furnace flows through his body, but remember, it is the blood of Ferrus Manus that runs in your veins.
Let flesh triumph over steel, please, just this once.
He bit down on the hilt of the power sword, and his muscle movements were more precise than machinery. His arms hammered the gems hanging on the demon's body, and he vibrated the blade out of the opponent's control.
The Sapphire King struggled to get up, and this blasphemous recruit was stepping on its body.
charge!
Charge at its damn head!
Every step he took was sunk deeply into the soft body of the demon, making it as difficult as walking through mud.
"Covering fire!"
The one behind the adamantine armor (two pilots) controls the weapons behind the armor and shoots. Even if it is corrupted into a flesh ball, it will be smashed so hard that the demon cannot get up.
The recruit could no longer feel the existence of his thighs, and then he felt a sense of weightlessness.
The brain was melted by the demon at this moment, but the round head was stuck on the hilt of the power sword.
You are already dead. The feeling of weightlessness was not because of the soldier's death, but because he stepped into the big hole in his chest that was blasted by the brutal blade, and stepped on nothing.
He fell straight down, used his body as a bridge across the hole, and accurately inserted the blade into its neck.
The Sapphire King's body began to break apart from this moment, and the surrounding demons also disappeared with howling sounds.
The pain is gone, although some veterans don't survive the life-support shutdown.
The Chemos players suddenly found themselves the only remaining Slaanesh army.
The wizard received instructions to bring back the gene seeds he had just captured. Although the Sapphire King was exiled and the bodies of the Bogus clan warriors were rarely recovered, the Bronze Claws gave them enough gene seeds.
"retreat."
The playing became messy, the high notes were unsustainable, and a more powerful performance began.
A symphony of artillery fire took over the show, and the Iron Hands' counterattack began.
......
As Clan Bogus fought hard, Clan Morag gathered enough information.
Clan Morag was known as the Fists of the Primarch.
They will conduct a large amount of data collection and analysis before the battle, and the final attack will be extremely deadly and efficient, so that the Ten Clans Council will choose to turn a blind eye to their collection (looting) of loot.
Clan Morag launched a full-scale assault, with countless troops on the battlefield within ten minutes.
The Slaanesh fleet suffered a comprehensive attack at the same time. Except for a small fleet of six warships that tried to respond to the Chaos warriors who rushed into the flat fortress, the other fleet groups were accurately cut, surrounded, and blown up... ..
One perfect strike is better than a hundred reckless surprises. (Fighting Creed of Clan Morag)