Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 596 06.0595: "Visiting Guests of the Epic"

The Epic suddenly accelerated and rushed out.

The sudden acceleration caused even the crew members who were prepared for the impact to fall to the ground, as if they were hit in the chest by a strong man.

The heavy Seeker missile that was chasing it could only watch helplessly as it passed by its target due to the unexpected acceleration. Its turning speed of 2.5 degrees per second could not catch up with the Epic as it rushed forward at the risk of its plasma engine overloading and self-destructing.

Two heavy Seeker missiles passed by the stern of the ship and began to turn in an arc, trying to circle back and aim at the hull again.

The close-in defense gun group on the starboard side of the Epic locked onto the turning torpedo. The two were in a relatively parallel position, which greatly improved the interception efficiency. Within two seconds of relative parallelism, the two fire control radars accurately locked onto a deadly missile, and the four revolving gun barrels together formed a dense laser net.

boom!
"One shot has been successfully intercepted!"

The last heavy missile successfully circled back, and according to trajectory calculations, it was about to hit the bow of the Epic.

This would destroy the Epic's combat capability and would likely result in the torpedoes on board exploding.

Either way is an unacceptable outcome!

"Come on, Epic, you're almost there." Horatio's heart was in his throat, but he tried his best to stay calm and soothe the Epic's machine spirit, hoping to break the chaos without causing any disturbance.

The white-haired machine soul girl in front of him closed her eyes, and a crystal clear colorless liquid flowed from her white forehead. I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or machine oil.

[Being able to transform into a human form is fine, but can machine spirits also sweat...] Horatio was a little curious, and he raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on her forehead.

It was a boiling hot solution, and it made his fingertips feel stinging and burning when he touched it.

The machine soul girl suddenly opened her eyes and glanced to the right quickly.

She stared at the torpedo that was about to hit the target, and the nine close-in defense guns on the starboard side pointed at the deadly torpedo almost at the same time.

call out! puff!
There were flashes of explosive light and fire on both sides of the Epic simultaneously. It was so blinding that everyone covered their eyes. The stinging burning sensation was forced into the eyes of everyone on the bridge.

"Captain! Clear the starboard side! We have intercepted all enemy missiles!" Harvey, who was standing next to the captain, let out a long breath after scanning the screen, then turned back excitedly to report to the captain.

"Our torpedoes have hit the target!" Louise on the lookout bridge shouted out almost at the same time, bringing this exciting good news to all the people on the bridge who were holding their breath, "Torpedoes number three and four have hit the target! The enemy ship exploded and caught fire!"

Horatio looked at the cruiser carrier, which was experiencing a violent series of explosions in the gas cloud.

The fireball started from the engine first, and the subsequent explosion tore apart the fin-like bridge. After enduring a new round of explosions, the previously damaged hull was no longer able to support the wide fin structure, and the entire hull fell apart, turning into a dangerous flying piece of space junk.

call out! puff!
Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the energy cabin deep inside, and the flames that shot up into the sky dispersed the dense ion gas cloud and blasted out a clear area.

The flames were like the tongue of a poisonous snake, almost licking the dark green hull of the Epic. The chaotic ion disturbances temporarily interfered with all the electronic devices on the ship, disabling them.

Horatio leaned back in the command throne, breathing heavily, feeling relieved.

It was also at this time that he felt a little pain in the back of his spine. He reached his hand behind him and touched a sticky liquid.

"Blood..." He pulled his hand back and muttered as he looked at the scarlet on his fingertips.

"Captain, are you bleeding?" Farida and Louise noticed this problem almost at the same time. They leaned over from the left and right, their tone filled with deep anxiety and concern.

"It's nothing. I'll go find Sister Arabella to deal with it and find a good position in the gas cloud. We still have things to do." He took a deep breath, stood up with a slightly tired look, and walked towards the infirmary with an unsteady gait.
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Call——

At the boatswain's welcoming whistle.

Tiberius and several Space Marines wearing Heretic Power Armor stepped onto the deck of the Epic from the docking station under the bridge.

The moment the steam-filled docking hatch opened, a stench of rotting flesh and sweat hit us in the face.

The smell was so strong that Horatio couldn't help but frown.

Unlike the stench of Nurgle's Plague Marines, this was a wild smell, like a deep-sea predator that was covered in the stench of its prey's corpses after a century of predation.

Boom!Boom!
"God Emperor... Is this a demigod... He is too big..."

"Shut... shut up and kneel down."

The four-meter-tall giant Terminator in the lead made every armed sailor standing guard with a gun in the corridor feel weak in the legs.

The guards immediately knelt on one knee, holding the laser gun with one hand and the eagle on the sailor's chest with the other hand. This is a variation of the gun-holding eagle salute.

Tiberius alone could occupy almost the entire corridor, his arms extended dangerously past the sailors, as if he would be disfigured if he was not careful. Behind the giant, those terrifying Space Marines wearing heretic power armor had round rivets all over their bodies, and combined with the fierce "face" of the helmet, it was difficult for people to let go of their instinctive vigilance and fear.

It seemed as if they might activate the terrifying chainsaw axe and chop them into pieces in the next second.

"Welcome to the Epic, my lord." Horatio changed into a custom-made uniform and wore an elegant and respectable gold-rimmed bicorne on his head.

He and Farida, who was meticulously dressed in the platinum uniform of the Navy Supervisory Commissioner, received the visiting man-eating sharks on the starboard side of the Epic. She remained highly alert to the visiting sharks, and as the fishy smell approached, she could not help but frowning, and her throat felt uncomfortable as if she wanted to vomit.

At the same time, First Captain Collingwood, Harvey and Fideo received the Gray Claws on the port side.

By receiving them separately in this way, Horatio can separate the two conflicting parties and eventually meet them in the meeting room.

"Why is your warship invisible? Captain, this is very suitable for our tactical style." Tiberius asked in a voice as low but fluent as a deep sea undercurrent.

"This is the newest member of the Lord of Mankind's great fleet." Horatio explained with a smile, "Since the death of the traitor Horus, the Imperial Navy has undergone many changes."

"I don't like change," Tiberius said.

Horatio snorted and changed the subject. "The reason why we chose the Epic as the venue for the talks was also for the principle of insurance. After all, after the previous unpleasantness, it would be difficult for the Ash Claw to accept this kind of non-violent contact on the Nicol. It would make any form of negotiation invitation look like a Hongmen Banquet."

"Humph, those cowards." Tiberius said with disdain in his cold and gentle tone.

laugh! ——

The location was chosen to be the official hall of the command bridge, where there was enough space to accommodate the big guys from both sides of the negotiation.

When Tiberius's huge body passed the officers' infirmary, he suddenly stopped and took a step back in the confused eyes of others.

The Terminator's dog-head helmet turned towards the incubator in the middle.

The giant slowly approached and saw the baby among them.

He has golden hair and he rolls around lively in the incubator.

After seeing this huge and terrifying body, little Horace was not frightened to tears. Instead, he clapped his hands excitedly, stared at the giant with his eyes wide and round, and grinned on his face.

Tiberius raised his hand, with the power claws and armor-piercing serrations on his gauntlet, ready to open the glass lid of the incubator.

"Brother monk."

The angel Arabella interrupted Tiberius and little Horace's gaze at each other.

She raised her hand and pressed down on Tiberius' arm, which was as thick as her upper body in power armor. The backpack behind the Sister's power armor made a high-load whistling sound, and the exhaust gas and evaporated coolant made the exhaust port emit a sharp whistle like a boiling kettle.

She stood between the two, not intimidated by the huge claws on the Tiberius Terminator Power Armor, and her voice was firm and unshakable: "My helmet analyzer shows that there are many ingredients on your armor that are harmful to the baby. Even in the incubator, your excessive proximity may be harmful to him.

I have been entrusted by the captain to ensure the health and safety of his offspring. Please step back."

She stared into Tiberius's red eyes warily and fearlessly, frowning and speaking.

in the corridor.

Through the shadow of the light, Horatio suddenly found that the huge shadow behind him had disappeared. He was stunned for half a second before he suddenly realized that they had just passed the infirmary equipped with an incubator, and his son was in the incubator.

[not good! ]
He had no time to ponder why a four-meter-tall giant could successfully disappear in front of him. When he was about to turn back, the sharks wearing heretic power armor were already standing in front of the infirmary, forming a silent and cold iron wall to block his way.

"Please move aside, adults."

The great sharks were indifferent to his request and responded with deathly silence. The unopened chainsaw axes protected in front of their chests seemed to show a silent threat.

laugh!
Horatio didn't say a word. His iron hands emitted hot steam and he politely pushed away the tall sharks in power armor in front of him.

At first, the monk on the right thought that this mortal had no chance of shaking him.

But when the iron hand touched his arm armor, the huge force caused warning messages to pop up in front of his eyes.

There was a harsh scraping sound between the iron boots and the deck because the magnetic force was not turned on. He immediately adjusted his force posture, which was to take a step back.

[What? How... is it possible?!] The shark monk's pure black eyes flickered, and he was amazed at the iron hand and strange strength of the mortal in front of him.

[This mortal...he is not ordinary!]
(End of this chapter)