Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

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The majestic main gun of the Eternal Mountain began to charge up, preparing a close-range explosive ammunition.

This ammunition, which is only used when facing the Tyranids' biological battleships, has been sitting in the warehouse gathering dust, and now it is finally put to use.

On the battleship, a brand new Primaris warrior, Volus is preparing to join a gang for the first time in his life.

The brand new Mark X type power armor was gradually assembled on his body. This was his exclusive armor. The inner armor of the power armor had densely packed names. Each of them was a mortal brother who had fought alongside him.

He remembers the appearance of each brother when he was alive, and he remembers the last words of every mortal soldier who fell in his arms before they died.

Take a look at the grand liberation of the entire galaxy for me.

He personally engraved these names on the hardest armor one by one.

If we unite as one, the world can be conquered.

The last piece of armor covered his body, and Volus clenched his fist gently. It was very good, very powerful, and suitable for killing enemies.

The soldiers were not prepared to use the assault cabin. It would be funny if the machine soul of the assault cabin was corroded by the subspace halfway through the flight.

The battleship crashed all the way into the flesh-and-blood creation until it approached a place that had not yet been completely corrupted. The intersection of the Geller positions of both sides was the main road for the warriors to charge.

"Frusi, you are in good condition. Hurry up and return to the team." The one who spoke was Ashlan, one of the earliest Primaris warriors, and currently the instructor and captain of Furusi.

Although Volus is more than a hundred years older than him.

"I'm fine, brother Ashland, I'm ready."

"Very good, hurry up and get in line."

Ashlan turned around and walked to the front of the queue, with three power swords clanging on her back (usually there are only two hanging positions for the swords).

Ashlan was a descendant of the White Scars who specialized in close combat. He always believed that the bolt gun was just to give the Astartes something to do on the way to the charge, and the real victory or defeat depended on swordsmanship.

Anyway, our war group doesn't have many other things, and we have enough power swords. This guy brought three of them at once. It is said that he also wants to get a mechanical backpack like a technical sergeant, and replace the big mechanical wrench with a power sword to kill people.

Naturally, Anos sternly rejected the matter.

Ever since, Ashlan's third sword jingled and hung on her backpack.

"Brother Ashlan, if you are willing, you can hang the extra sword on me." Volus said.

Volus didn't bring a sword, so he chose a stronger one, a power hammer.

"No, no, no, in the words of Gu Terra, a sword is like a wife of chaff to a swordsman. Although I have a group of wives and concubines, I cannot go outside."

"Okay, I hope Jihun won't be jealous."

The team moved forward slowly and arrived at the predetermined location. If nothing else happened, the battleship would smash directly into the "soft" flesh and blood, and then the soldiers would let them know what cruelty is.

The ink portrait of the Emperor flies high behind Volus. A team of century-old fighting servants transformed into Primaris warriors. This is their first battle, and they must fight well.

Four untouchables who had just "voluntarily" boarded the ship were brought here. Together, they will block the passage here to ensure that those chaotic things will not come and rush into our own ship.

As soon as the magnetic lock secured the soldiers to the battleship, the entire ship began to tremble violently.

"Get ready! Remember not to look at the subspace for a while, just rush into the innermost part! Crush everything in front of you!" Ashlan said angrily, taking a look at everyone to see if they had put on their helmets.

"The inner cabin door has been closed, and the outer cabin will be sealed in ten seconds. Ten, nine... three, two, one."

The huge sealed hatch opened, and thick black smoke poured in along the passage. The Eternal Mountain was already in contact with the "flesh and blood part" of the Mechanical Ark. Before these blasphemous things could erode the machine soul of the Eternal Mountain , the soldiers must deal with this thing.

"Follow my footsteps!" the deputy captain shouted, turning on the promethium element flamethrower, melting the flesh and blood in front of him, and soon burned it into a hollow channel made of bones.

Chaos-corrupted Mechanic Cultists kept appearing from around the corner, and Ashlan rushed to the front. The narrow passage made it difficult for the warriors to move, and the warriors following behind could only watch as Ashlan went through the motions.

The bird servants were spinning around, but the voice of Bals that came from time to time guided them forward.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood around them shrank sharply, as if they were going to flatten the entire group of warriors.

The promethium fuel began to spread around, and nothing could stop it from burning in the organic matter. Another rapid spray from the vice-captain made the flesh and blood creature give up its plan to crush them.

The soldiers also felt uncomfortable. There was no gravity here. They were almost floating in the channel, and their forward speed was greatly affected.

Super-hard bones and mechanical walls appeared in front of them. Instead of wasting promethium elements, everyone let Volus step forward.

"Break it open, Volus, the enemy is behind the wall."

Volus gathered his energy and concentrated his energy, and the power sledgehammer in his hand flashed with silver light, and he suddenly swung it out, drawing a beautiful silver arc in the air, shattering everything in front of him.

A large amount of unknown liquid spurted out, as if trying to drown them.

Ashlan was the first to rush in and move forward in the direction indicated by Bals.

"Captain Ashlan, we received a distress signal from somewhere deeper."

"Trap it, ignore them, and follow the instructions of the Bals brothers."

After walking for another distance, the Volus team came to another wall.

Before the deputy captain could take action, the flesh and blood in front of him exploded, a sea of ​​dark green corrosive blood appeared, and a wider hall appeared.

Visible to the naked eye, there are some bone spurs suddenly emerging from the holes, but as long as the tactical eyepiece is not accurately hit, the power armor can completely ignore such attacks.

"Hahaha, Ashlan, are they that good at this level? They're just useless things." Another soldier said disdainfully after cutting off a bone spur.

Just as he finished speaking, a big hole suddenly appeared in the ceiling, and one big mutated guy fell down one after another.

The guardians of the Skitarii of the Adeptus Mechanicus, these big guys have undergone extensive transformations and have a stature and strength comparable to that of the Astartes. After being corrupted by Chaos, their health recovery and injury-bearing abilities have also been greatly enhanced.

The big guy who fell first brandished a steel rod filled with disgusting slime and charged at Ashland.

Waves of blasphemous singing came from all directions, constantly wearing down everyone's will.

It's a pity that this Astartes team is not a regular soldier, but an extremely senior "political commissar" of the mortal army. Corrupting them with this level of attack is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Ashlan sang an ancient war song and laughed as she faced the enemy. She just lowered her head and turned sideways to avoid the swing of the steel rod, and elegantly cut the enemy in half.

Volus, who was following behind him, was just about to step over the enemy's "corpse" when the steel rod came up from below.

"This won't kill you? Then try this!"

A quick and hard blow with the power hammer knocked the enemy's head off, but the mutilated half of his body was still twisting on the ground.

Volus ignored it and left it to his teammates behind to handle it. Turning around to continue following Ashlan's footsteps, he saw a dark ball flying towards this direction.

Volus wanted to dodge sideways, but a different bone spur suddenly appeared on the ground.

Astartes' casual blow failed to break it. This hard bone spur stuck Furushi's body tightly, and the black ball was about to hit Furushi.

The warrior standing behind had quick eyes and quick hands, raised his Sunfury bolter, and exploded the ball with a blast, causing a shock from the soul level to spread.

Volus felt as if there were countless mortals screaming in his ears, making his scalp numb.

The surrounding Astartes froze, but the group of big Chaos men seemed to have heard the encouragement, their speed suddenly increased, and they rushed towards the warriors.

Just when everyone was frozen, Volus was the first to take control of his body. He threw down his power hammer, took off the ultimate ion pistol from his waist, and hit the big man who came forward in the thigh with one shot. Break.

The enemy at the front fell to the ground, while other enemies stepped on its body and continued to charge, trampling it into a lump of flesh.

Ashlan was the second person to wake up. He roared and raised his war blade.

The Tai Chi sword technique and the original body sword technique passed down from Yifeng, Ashi Lan is able to kill to the fullest. He holds his right hand straight, and when he takes out the sword, he swims into the sea. When he flips his left hand, the long sword reaches as if he is entering an uninhabited land.

There are three hundred miles ahead of us. Anyone who dares to stand in the way will be crushed.

This group of walking zombies, who were not even considered the Dark Mechanicus, were quickly eliminated by the team.

And the entire flesh and blood area was shaking, as if some terrible offensive was brewing.

The surrounding "walls" gradually became transparent, and a puff of gas was bulging, ready to explode at any time.

"Brothers Ashland, the surroundings are going to explode!"

"Charge at full speed!" At the critical moment, Ashlan's order was still to move forward.

"Boom~" There was a soft sound, as crisp as a bubble bursting.

Undefined colors filled the air, and wherever the mysterious mist reached, the Space Marines completely lost their vision.

This lump of flesh and blood felt like a "virus" had entered his body. After the "immune system" attack failed, he decided to have something bigger.

This warp vortex had experienced bitter fighting, and the Adeptus Mechanicus had driven nearly all the daemons into the eternally rotating vortex.

near.

Several servants of the Lord of Changes easily escaped the search of the Adeptus Mechanicus and had a good time playing with these metal lumps.

Until the arrival of this group of Astartes, they were completely determined to destroy everything and plow this Mechanical Ark.

Just come and meet.

This mist is a demon, and behind the mist, there is also an enchanted warrior of the Mechanicus hidden.

They didn't make a sound, they just floated towards the soldiers slowly.

"Brother Ashlan, the bird servant suddenly recovered. It seems that we are almost reaching the area covered by Geller's stance." The soldiers kept running forward, and more and more steel appeared around them.

"Don't take it lightly, brothers, stay vigilant." Volus reminded the brothers, while also wondering what the mist behind was.

Soon, they knew the answer.

A long whip of white bones suddenly struck from the left, catching the soldiers by surprise. Volus barely used his war hammer to block a section of the bone, but the head of the whip had sharp barbs and hit him hard on his front armor. A striking crack was drawn on the Mark X armor.

The second possessed warrior appeared from in front of the Astartes, forming a pincer attack with the other two demons.

The magic sound of chaos in Volus' mind suddenly became louder, and behind the strange and changeable tones was the mysterious chaos spell.

Volus was about to fall down as soon as his head was dizzy, but his remaining sense told him that if he fell now, everything would be over.

Faintly, he saw a shadow approaching quickly from the side.

Volus held the power hammer tightly, and the hammer originally supported on the "ground" turned quietly.

Suddenly, Volus took a step forward, swung the hammer from bottom to top, and the shadow in front of him fluctuated like a dreamy bubble, and then disappeared.

And there was a sound of piercing the sky coming from the left side of Volus.

Without thinking, Volus swung the hammer that was spinning rapidly in the air to the left.

The sounds of gold and iron mingled, and Ashi Lan roared loudly, the sound vibrating and thunderous like the roar of a lion.

A strong shock was transmitted from the power armor to Volus' head, causing him to wake up.

Ashlan's two swords held up her sledgehammer, and the soldiers formed a circle around them, and outside was a thick mist.

"I'm fine, brother Ashland."

"Stay awake, brother, and tear the Emperor's enemies to pieces."

"There are at least two enchanted guys hidden in the mist. This mist is also weird. An enchanted warrior is holding..." Before the soldier who provided the information could finish speaking, the scene changed dramatically.

The surrounding fog was a demon, and now it suddenly turned into a pool of spring water, drowning everyone.

Under its cover, two possessed warriors launched a fierce attack on the Astartes.

And it took the opportunity to pass through the tiny cracks that had just been smashed out of Furushi's power armor, and penetrated into Furushi's heart.

It would be fun to secretly corrupt an Astartes, follow them as they sail around, and eavesdrop on their Chapter's deepest secrets.

The servants of the Lord of Change plan to hide in the deepest part of Volus's heart, then awaken Volus and let him fight the possessed warrior for three hundred rounds, so that no one will doubt him.

Red heart lake, boring person.

The Tzeentch demon jumped into it, causing ripples.

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The sun was shining brightly, the town was full of vitality, and the demon Tzeentch looked at everything around him curiously.

Plain, grass and stone type, with mountains in the distance and temperate broad-leaved forest. A small river passes through the town. There are bluestone steps along the river. The sky is sunny. The high-tech population is settled in a tourist-oriented world.

Interesting, really interesting.

It has never seen the world in the hearts of Astartes be so...peaceful. Usually they are all fighting with the Primarch or something, or scenes in Chapter monasteries, and there are also pilgrims to the Emperor. That time It almost burned to death.

It blends into the creek and enters the town along with the gurgling water.

How to pollute?

For it, every invasion is like a puzzle game, a game of constantly hiding itself and looking for the enemy's weaknesses.

But here...

There isn't even a city wall, it's all just holes.

The Tzeentch demon thought so and entered the town from the river.

So, this infiltration is to gain the approval of everyone in the town? Become a qualified and legal town resident who has even been deceived by his "master"?

Thinking like this, the demon Tzeentch suddenly transformed into a dusty young man, wandering all the way to this point.

"Hello, little brother, would you like a flower? The Wen Lan flower in Jade Garden can bring you a good mood for the day."

A little girl came to the Demon of Tzeentch with a box of delicate flowers. The small flowers were sealed in a transparent cover, sealing off all its fragrance. Her charm would only be revealed the moment the buyer opened it. .

The Tzeentch demon looked at the little girl and then at the surrounding high-tech houses.

Information correction, high technology, low technology awareness, primitive technology behavior mode, set as a technology barbarian.

The Tzeentch demon pretended to be tired and managed to squeeze out a tiny bit.

"Little sister, I have no money. I am a person who traveled here. What is the name of this place?"

"No money?" The little flower seller tilted her head, as if she was confused, how could there be people without money in the world?

"This is called Fuantate. It's a famous town. By the way, where are you from? How come you don't have money?"

"I used to work in a factory in the north, and the boss there..."

In an instant, the situation changed, the sun and moon faded, and the flowers in the little girl turned into violent lightning balls, ready to break through the barrier and crush everything.

"You continue to say, don't worry, we have perfect laws and the will to resolutely enforce them, and we will help you."

The Tzeentch demon immediately changed his mind, "The factory owner is very nice and gave us a long holiday. I thought about traveling here, but I never thought that I miscalculated the travel expenses and ran out of money halfway through the trip..."

The sky returned to its original color, everything returned to normal, and the little girl's crisp voice told the devil that there was a kind-hearted boss who turned left ahead and would take him in.

"Thank you so much, kid. What's your name?"

"My name is Finn."

"Thank you, little Miss Finn." The little girl smiled and continued selling her flowers.

Records: Compliance with laws and regulations, including language, laws and regulations, unknown.

The demon Tzeentch walked along the path guided by the little girl, and saw many beautiful things along the way. People lived in harmony with each other. Even the mechanized humans talked cordially with the "mortals".

There are many food stores and daily groceries along the street. There is a casserole shop with a charcoal stove next to the super polymer string energy battery store, which seems extremely out of place.

Record: This is a heart-lake world with a beautiful life for mortals... This Astartes... is suspected to have never seen a world with a beautiful life for mortals.

Soon, the Tzeentch Demon arrived at the tavern the little girl mentioned. What he saw were two huge logs serving as doorposts, with a wooden plaque hanging across them, which read "Anxin Inn".

From the outside, it looks like a huge and classic "stone mountain". This gate is like the entrance to a mine.

Pushing the door open, the inside is not original.

The clean and bright hall, the metal walls with a strong sense of technology, the wood-like plastic floors, and fully automated facilities are everywhere.

"Boss Gallastero, I was introduced by Finn. I heard that you take in people without money."

Hearing the sound, a mechanical door opened, and a semi-mechanized man came out from behind. One of his eyes, two legs and one arm were all mechanized.

Looking at the guy walking in front of him, Demon Tzeentch felt something bad. He was so mechanized that he must have identification.

So it was the first to speak: "I was introduced here by Finn. I lost my ID and wallet when I arrived, so I had to come here to ask for help."

"Finn? I'll talk to her later. I only accept people who can't find a job but are willing to work. If you don't have an ID card, I suggest you go to the convenience service hall in the center of the town. The staff there will definitely help you. of."

"No, no, no, the staff there must be very busy. I don't need to bother them with this little thing. I just lost my ID and I just need to earn some money for my trip home. My spare ID is on my bedside table at home."

The boss looked at him doubtfully, and then showed an understanding expression.

"Indeed, they are all working hard for that great cause, and we should not bother them."

The demon Tzeentch was keenly aware of the words "great cause" and quietly set up a sub-mission for himself.

Isn’t this where the fun begins?

"I just have to work and make money like everyone else."

"Okay, I'll help you get home as soon as possible."

The Tzeentch demon got a job as a cleaner, with food and accommodation included. According to "it said", he could save enough money to go home after working for a month.

As long as it sees something like an identity certificate, it can transform it into one at will. At worst, it can invade the facilities in the center of the town.

In this way, the Tzeentch demon obtained a legal identity and settled in this town.

The Tzeentch demons carefully observed the environment here. The surrounding murals were painted with portraits of their ridiculous emperor. The place was actually in black and white. It seemed that this space warrior did not respect the immovable sun.

There are some statues placed at the corner of the inn. They are unknown Astartes warriors. They are probably the warrior's idol or company commander or something.

Nor can it only be walked in the "Anxin Inn".

After finishing his work every day, the boss will mechanically tell him that he is off work, and then he can wander around.

Small bridges and running water, white walls and black tiles, a chaotic combination of advanced and traditional.

The Demon of Tzeentch found that as long as he did strange things and did not fit in with this town, the degree of mechanization around him would increase. For example, when he talked about a great cause with his boss last time, he gave an incorrect answer, and then The boss moved back a new set of mechanical equipment and placed it in his room.

There was another thing that the Tzeentch demons couldn't understand, everyone seemed to be very supportive of that cause and took it for granted that everyone knew that the Tzeentch demons could not force the inquiry.

Log: It seems...that this Astartes cannot imagine a better future after his great deeds are completed, and can only piece together the good things he sees.

After becoming familiar with many residents, the Tzeentch demon helped them do many things and helped them a lot, but it found that its favorability with the town residents seemed to have been stuck, with no progress or retreat.

It decided to go to the center, that convenient service institution.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Please come in."

As soon as the Tzeentch demon entered, he was surprised to find that there was no mechanical creation here, or even anything. There was only one person sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Volus.

Or his subjective projection.