Warhammer in a box

Chapter 245 The Perfect Coolie

At this moment, the two mortal enemies fell silent.

Balobod led the charge, and Lawn followed closely behind, neither of them attacking the other at this time.

Balobod's lance pierced into Lawn's chest, and his carapace blocked all the piercing damage. After fusing with the divine blood, he directly blocked the terrifying impact force.

And Laun raised the chainsaw sword and slashed at Balobod, but when he was about to hit him, he hesitated, and the chainsaw sword just grazed Balobod's scalp.

Balobod became even more angry after seeing this scene: "Laun! Don't insult me! I am also a knight. I should be the one to expose Lilith's conspiracy! Kill~"

Balobod turned his horse around and charged again, and looking at Balobodlaun rushing towards him, he seemed to have made up his mind and slashed with his sword. There was already a huge gap in the strength of the two sides, but although Balobod said he was fighting, it seemed like he was seeking death. He just attacked blindly and had no intention of defending at all.

Knowing that his weapon cannot penetrate the defense.

The chainsaw sword broke through his armor, and the holy fire ignited his body. After being in the company of the undead for a long time, and with the instigation of Arkhan, Balorbod had almost become a vampire. The holy fire began to burn Balorbod's body as if to burn away all evil things.

Seeing himself slowly losing his soul, Balobod actually laughed, and his laughter was so hearty.

"Laun, it must feel good to kill your own son, right? It must be painful! Hahahaha, enough! I, Balobod, can also leave a heavy mark in the history of Bretonnia. Goodbye to this world that is like a cesspool!"

As Lawen watched Balobod, who was laughing wildly, gradually turn into ashes, he felt that the blood connection was completely severed.

"Balobod. My child"

The death of Balobod also completely buried Lawn’s last dark history into the sea.

While Lawen was standing there, the Holy Blood Knights had already completely eliminated the Filthy Cup Knights, and Mogiana also came to Lawen on Pegasus.

"Laun, have you dealt with Balobod?"

"yes."

"Great, it's time to counterattack, these undead are trying to escape!"

At Mogiana's urging, Lawn put on his helmet again and began to chase the enemy.

But this time there were too many undead armies. The fleeing vampires, ghouls or necromancers were fleeing in different directions. The people of Cologne could not kill them all. They would wait until they hid, and then come back again after several years.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves and engines was heard.

After rushing, the armies of the two Batto principalities and the Terra army led by Gurman finally caught up.

Hubbard and Focard thought it would be another tough battle, but what they saw was the undead forces fleeing frantically.

"You two, don't you plan to seize this easy achievement? If you don't go, my soldiers and I will!"

These fleeing undeads are all capital for climbing up the ladder. As Terra's army grows stronger, clear military ranks and professions are slowly being established. What is the fastest way to get promoted in the army? That is to kill the enemy.

As he said this, Gulman rode out on his horse.

But before he could run two steps, a voice came from the communicator.

"Is it General Gourman?"

"Who are you?" "I am the Gene Sage Siserlin of the Mechanicus, and I need you to help me capture some people."

"Catch someone? Among these undead?"

"That's right. I need you to help me capture those heretics called Necromancers. I want as many of them alive as possible!"

"Yes, but I will only do these things for you if I can ensure the safety of my soldiers' lives."

"Of course, thanks for your help!"

After hearing what Sisselin said, Gulman didn't know what he wanted these necromancers for, but the people of the Mechanicus could always come up with some new things, at least these things were beneficial to Terra, so he was willing to help Sisselin.

Gurman told the officers to try to capture the necromancer alive and continued to join the battle.

With the addition of two Bretonnian armies and 10,000 highly mechanized Terran troops, only one in ten Undead troops participating in the siege of Cologne survived, with only a very small number of high-level Undead or Necromancers escaping.

The battle was over, and the soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield were left behind and stationed outside the city, while the generals began to enter Cologne.

Behind Gulman were several trucks, in which 15 necromancers were imprisoned. These necromancers had broken limbs and were watched by soldiers 24 hours a day. Once these necromancers cast spells to try to restore themselves, their limbs would be broken again.

After going back and forth several times, the suffering necromancers gave up struggling. At least these Terra people didn't want to kill them.

Gulman saw a man in a red robe appearing in front of him. He knew that this was probably Sisselin. This was the first time he had seen this genetic sage.

"Praise the Emperor, it is an honor to meet you Sage Sitherin."

"Praise the Emperor, praise Om Messiah, thank you for your help. It seems that you have gained a lot, General Gurman. Thank you for providing me with such rich experimental materials."

"Receive your merchandise, Sage Sitherin."

As he said that, Sisselin started to check these necromancers one by one, and these necromancers were all trembling with fear when they saw Sisselin's appearance. How could this person's body be so weird? The way he looks at us, why not just kill me? This was the thought in the minds of every necromancer.

"Sage Sisselin, I still don't know what you want these people to do?" Gulman asked curiously.

"These are my test subjects. In Terra, Count Ludwig did not allow me to experiment on the mages belonging to this indigenous empire."

"Well, this is indeed inappropriate." Gulman complained in his mind. How come Sisselin, like Lecard, had no objection to using their own people for experiments?

"And Sage Lecard has been complaining for a long time about the labor shortage in Terra. The workers need to rest, which seriously slows down the progress of various construction projects. When I came to Bretonnia, I found that the undead summoned by these necromancers seemed to be very suitable for hard labor. The skeletons were not suitable, but if those zombies were equipped with some auxiliary mechanical tools to control them to work, they would be perfect workers who do not need food, energy, or rest!

I have to say that the magic in this world is truly amazing. It is much safer than psychic power, and it has such magical uses. Just one necromancer can create a lot of zombies!
As long as we control these necromancers, we can control these zombies! Lecard will definitely be very happy to hear this news!"

Listening to Sisselin's words, Gulman couldn't help but say, "But this is blasphemy against the dead. It's not appropriate here."

"Inappropriate? Well pedantic world, you are wasting it, but these can be done in the factory under Terra, where they won't be discovered by thousands of people."

"But how do you control these necromancers?"

"This requires further experiments. I will try to remove most of their thinking abilities, turning them into tools that can only cast spells and absorb magic. Don't worry, General Gulman. I already have some ideas!"

(End of this chapter)