Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 564 06.0563: "Warning to Him"

Boom!Boom!
The hatch continued to vibrate and make loud noises violently. In the face of the brutal force bestowed by the subspace, all material existence seemed so fragile.

The sturdy A-class fireproof door, with a thickness of 52 mm, was dented and deformed in the impact, and the gap in the center of the door could no longer fit tightly as before.

In the deformed depression, a purple to black spine blade with a lacquered sheen squeezed out from the gap and forcibly pushed open the barrier of the explosion-proof door.

"Don't even think about getting through here, you evil spirit!" Military Supervisor Carson picked up the chainsword and slashed at the black and purple claws, but the teeth broke the moment they hit the target, and sparks flew on the paint surface with the color of biological keratin, but not even the slightest scratch was left.

"This is impossible!" Military Inspector Carson had not yet finished his words when the monster had already used its extremely strong body to push the door open.

The armed sailors nearby rushed forward and tried to shoot him to death with their light guns.

But the light bullets mostly hit the air. After the demon host broke through the door, it showed agility that was inconsistent with its huge body. Although these subspace apostles were limited by their flesh, they were still unmatched by ordinary people. Even the light bullets that hit by chance did not achieve any results.

They are the bodies of demons in the real world. Although they are not as powerful as they are in the warp, and their abilities are also limited by mortal bodies, the power of demon possession is ultimately not something that mortals can match.

"You are so weak, don't even think about hurting me!" His inhuman throat echoed like hell, cold and terrifying.

It ignored the laser gun fire.

The spiked tail whip suddenly swept across, cutting the two sailors in half.

The first victim's abdomen was cut open by spines, and the second victim's spine was twisted into a weird angle.

"For the Emperor!" The sailor who attacked from the side stabbed the monomolecular bayonet into its ribs. When it hit the target, there was a hissing sound like a branding iron entering the flesh, and the monomolecular bayonet melted.

Under the force of the tail sweep, his right knee joint was broken in reverse, and the white femur penetrated his military pants.

Before he fell to the ground, the tail of the bone had already swept across his throat - the flying ceramic steel eagle helmet wrapped around his head and hit the pressure relief valve, and skull fragments and brain matter splashed like ice chips.

"Retreat immediately! Seal off the next cabin!"

“What do you do?”

"I'll cover the rear!"

The Military Supervisor took immediate action. This Emperor's veteran, who had served on the Indefatigable for over thirty years, picked up his chainsword and took the initiative to step forward and swing at the demon host.

This caters to the nature of this demon.

It raised its giant claws to parry, and its voice was distorted and inhuman: "In the past, I endured punishment like a lamb to be slaughtered, but now I can crush you, a mortal who relies on your title!"
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"We're here, hopefully it's not too late."

Holding a Holy Blood Chainsword that was almost as long as a man, Horatio strode to the scene with the fully armed Pure Angels.

Five Tactical Drones were hovering around the Captain and the 'Emperor's Daughter'.

Although they look quite similar to their counterparts in the Tau Empire, a closer look reveals differences in details - two of them are Carbine Drones, with two pulse carbines hanging below as firepower output.

There are also two Marker Drones, which were once the pioneers and scouts of the Tau Empire. They rely on marker guns to detect and analyze the weaknesses of opponents, and can even guide attacks to improve the hit rate of friendly long-range shooting.

There is also a shield drone with a shield barrier hanging underneath to generate a force field. Although it is not certain whether the melee attacks that hit the flesh can be defended by the shield, since it is available, it would be a waste to use it.

At the front, leading the charge is the Castellan mecha, which has special built-in sensors that can analyze signal characteristics even from demons.

Its "eyes" hidden deep under the white doppelgänger radar scanned the surrounding situation, minimizing the possibility of an ambush by the monster.

The Imperial Auspex looks similar to radar, and in fact they are almost the same, and are always difficult to use when needed.

In the 40th millennium, there is a widely circulated thing called the 'Emperor Tarot'. This is a set of Warhammer Tarot cards, but those who are really good at it can indeed predict a lot of information, and even use it for the actual combat of the Imperial Navy.

Behind it was the punishment mech that was constantly making terrible screams, and the driver was shackled to the "iron skeleton". It might not be a professional weapon against demons, but there was no doubt that its high-speed rotating chainsaw could cause terrible damage to the carrier of the demon host.

It may not be enough to threaten the devil, but it is enough to cut the host into small pieces.

The XV-8 'Crisis' battle suit came last. It was a baby that Latti was still experimenting with. It carried the powerful long-range weapons that were the hallmark of the Tau people. It was hoped that the 'enemy search and analysis device' of alien technology could provide auxiliary support for the operation.

Even with multiple safeguards, Horatio still didn't dare to be careless.

The Demon Host is always an opponent so powerful that it is not an exaggeration for the Grey Knights to intervene. Even before he traveled through time, in a game called "Warhammer 40K: Undertide" in the Maelstrom mode, someone in the team accidentally alarmed the Demon Host, and basically had no choice but to wait for resurrection.

But now that he has entered this dark world personally, especially now that he is in the vortex of the subspace, he cannot let his guard down and underestimate the apostles of the evil god in their home turf.

"We're almost there. Stay alert, daughters of the Emperor." Horatio was familiar with his warship, as if he had been there himself, and he led the way skillfully.

squeak-

The wall lamps in the corridor made an electrical noise, which seemed to be neither broken nor operational, as if some dying creature was struggling on the wall. The flickering light stung everyone's eyes behind the lenses of their helmets.

The purple mist became thicker and thicker, covering the wall lamp with a thin layer of gelatinous coating that was slippery, as if it had been baked by a candle.

Horatio was paying attention to everything along the way. As the captain of the Epic, he had to assess the damage caused to the Epic by the demons and the warp. If this matter was not handled properly, even if the host was temporarily eliminated, the demons would continue to follow the Epic for a long time or even forever, endangering the Epic.

Fortunately, Latti's technical team did not relax the standards just because the Epic was a modularly built ship - on the contrary, as an experimental subject, Latti ordered his technical priests to strictly check whether each nut met the standards of serving the Ohm Messiah cause.

This meticulous work prolonged the time that the Epic's internal components had to face the power of Chaos and resist Chaos corruption, so that he did not see terrible, weird, and twisted tentacles growing on the walls as he had seen when he first boarded the Void Vigilant cruiser.

"We're here," Horatio said, looking at the door in front of him that had been twisted and pushed open by brute force, and his voice was solemn.

The Pure Angel Battle Sisters quickly deployed their battle formations. As an important part of the Ecclesiarchy's armed forces, many of them had fought against the forces of chaos many times.

They were the most experienced anti-chaos experts on the battleship, but even so, it was the first time for most of them to face the demon host, an evil creature that only existed in legends and biblical texts.

Under the reconnaissance protection circle formed by tactical drones, no one has discovered the trace of this evil creature for the time being.

Horatio was sure it had left because his iron hand had no reaction to it, only a slight tremor as the psychic threshold was raised.

He led the way into the storage warehouse, the scene of the accident, which was now in a mess.

A large number of shelves were violently knocked over, and splattered blood stained the bulkheads and collapsed shelves, which at this moment had turned a disturbing purple color.

Horatio's heart skipped a beat. As he walked forward, Iron Hand became more and more sensitive to the increasing concentration of psychic energy in the air.

[I hope it's not what I think...]
When he reached the center, everyone stopped.

“God-Emperor above…” Sister Arabella’s pupils trembled behind her helmet: “May the God-Emperor save their souls.”

"There is no way." Horatio said with gnashing teeth and resentment: "I am afraid that their souls have been forever devoured by the greedy darkness in the High Heaven."

In front of him were fragmented corpses, pieces of flesh strung together by broken bone spurs.

The pile of corpses was arranged to form the Mark of Slaanesh - bone spurs pierced several mutant heads, the topmost spines protruded from the gaping mouths of the dead, and the broken Omega helmets scattered like petals.

This is a declaration of war and a blasphemy against humanity.

In response, the Tactical Drone array entered combat mode, Horatio's mechanical prosthetic limbs burst into thick, hot steam due to the activation of the Power Fist, and the Holy Blood Chainsword in his hand emitted a bloodthirsty hum.

(End of this chapter)