Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 74 Tai Long's True Master

"You don't come here for the time being." Qin Mo ordered to Gray who was coming.

He habitually considers the most critical situation, but now this most critical situation will not happen, so Gray and the others don't need their support for the time being.

After giving the order, Qin Mo walked towards the knight's broken head.

At this moment, the knight's arm suddenly lifted up and smashed towards Qin Mo, but Qin Mo immediately tore the arm from the knight's body under Qin Mo's control.

The knight's body arched forward, and Qin Mo manipulated the metal to lock all the joints, so he couldn't move at all.

Qin Mo walked towards the head, entered the knight, passed through the wreckage and various metal equipment, and came to the position behind the knight's head.

This place was not destroyed by the Gatling bombardment, but the various cables and equipment here have been damaged by the shock, and a metal plate was inserted into the owner of the knight.

"Kill...kill me...let me die with it...to die together." Alan said weakly.

Qin Mo ignored the request, but looked at Ailan's body.

This person is wearing an armor-like driving suit, the overall color is blue, and the head and limbs are decorated with various bird creature feathers.

Seeing this Qin Mo already knew that this knight was the Blade of Fear, and the machine soul was corrupted together with its master.

The machine soul is a very metaphysical thing. Generally speaking, the machine soul is the self-awareness of the machine.

Some knight machine-souls can continue to fight even after the death of their master.

The machine souls of some weapons and equipment are even born with self-awareness, and there will be joy, sorrow and anger.

"Tailong No. [-] is an industrial world, right? Is your family there? How many knights do you have?" Qin Mo asked.

"Bah!" Ai Lan spit out a mouthful of saliva with all her strength, and the saliva landed at Qin Mo's feet.

Qin Mo was not angry, but raised his hand and twisted the knight's shell with his thoughts.

The knight's huge body seemed to be tightly gripped by something, and the sound of the metal being twisted and deformed made Alan restless.

"There are five more." Alan quickly replied, "Don't...torture us...give us a good time..."

"Yes, but you still have to answer one of my questions." Qin Mo asked again, "How soon will the rest of your family come here?"

"Never...never. The only one in my family who believes in... the Lord of Wisdom..." Alan replied again.

"Okay." Qin Mo asked the question he wanted to ask, he turned around and walked outside, releasing lightning at the same time.

A thunderbolt appeared out of nowhere in the sky and struck the knight's body, killing the knight and its owner completely.

Qin Mo walked out unharmed, ready to start a massacre among the enemy troops.

But the communication from Klein made him change his mind: "The enemy army has begun to collapse across the board."

"The teleportation will start in 1 minute." Qin Mo immediately teleported back to the fortress in the bottom nest to power the teleportation device.

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For the first army with teleportation technology, the battle is over when the enemy starts to fall into chaos.

Compared with the last time, this time the enemy's situation is even more passive.

The front line was torn apart, the knights died, these things broke the enemy's psychological defense, they began to retreat desperately, even the organization of the team size was gone, and everyone had only one purpose left.

Run away.

The various regiments of the First Army were teleported directly in front of or directly behind the enemy's escape route, and intercepted the deserters with fierce firepower.

Fighting has turned into executions.

Creed, who witnessed all this in the war room, was not happy. He was surprised to see the battle situation on the hologram, and he only had one thought in his mind: this large-scale teleportation technology is really unreasonable and outrageous.

It is not easy to completely annihilate an army. If you want to fight a war of annihilation, you must make a lot of deployments in advance, think about various backup plans, mobilize more transport planes, and ensure that every army that is fighting can have sufficient supplies.

But armies that can teleport don't need these preparations, they don't even need supply lines, they teleport directly to the enemy's rear to cut off the escape route and bombard them indiscriminately.

After the bullets are finished, they will be sent back to the bottom nest for resupply, and after the resupply, they will be sent out to fight.

There is no need to worry about being too deep in the pursuit process and causing enemies on the back, because even those who are surrounded can still escape by teleportation.

Although the enemy army is still retreating rather than being annihilated immediately, Creed feels that being completely annihilated is the end of the enemy army.

The large-scale teleportation technology alone is powerful enough, not to mention those warriors wearing super power armor.

It's hard for Creed not to be puzzled, how did these people get their weapons and technology?

Thinking about it, Creed looked at Klein: "Who developed these technologies? Who made the weapons and equipment? You didn't have a foundry world responsible for supplying supplies before, did you?"

"We don't have a foundry world. Tyrone was originally a remote galaxy. Didn't you see that we have become like this and no one cares about it? You are the only guests of this galaxy for thousands of years, and you are still few..." Klein then began to complain continuously.

Complain about the doge in this galaxy, the location of this galaxy.

Hearing these complaints gave Creed a headache, and he could only conclude one message from Klein's words, that is, he didn't want to answer the origin of technology and weaponry at all.

"Stop." Creed raised his hand to stop Klein, then lowered his head and continued to pay attention to the battle situation.

Considering these unknown technologies and weapons and equipment, Creed had to start to calculate a worst-case scenario, that is, what if the high-level empire found this place one day and designated everyone in this galaxy as traitors, and then the Astral Army was arranged to fight.

The quality of individual soldiers of the Star Boundary Army is definitely much better than those under Qin Mo's command, and this has not been compared with the Cadian Assault Army.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Creed thought that there was no tricky way, that is, he could only pile up resources.

Astral Army, Astartes, Mechanicus Skitarii, Knights, Titans... At that time, the war will be the purest war of attrition.

But from an emotional point of view, Creed doesn't want to have a day when the two sides will fight each other. He knows that these people were betrayed by the governor to participate in a mortal war, and then they survived strong.

Now they have to fight traitors across the galaxy.

"I have to remind you." Creed said to Klein again, "The technology and weapons and equipment you use are all uncensored, and you should understand the consequences of this."

"We all understand." Klein nodded.

Creed stared at the never serious man, not sure if he really understood.

Klein became serious, and continued: "We will survive, and we will face every catastrophe again and again. Sooner or later, the Talon galaxy will be completely controlled by its true master, and will prosper forever afterwards."

"Is the real master of the Tyrone galaxy the Emperor or... your Legion Commander?" Creed asked.

"Of course it's the Emperor. According to my education, the masters of all the galaxies in the empire are the Emperor. Why do you ask such a question? Do you have other answers in your mind?" Klein laughed.

Creed sneered and gave Klein a blank look, before ending the topic.

(End of this chapter)