Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 77 I have the Admiral Star Army, what are you going to say later? (Subscribe)

Alvin, who was hiding in the dark, was almost choked to death.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he rubbed his eyes hard, as if he was not sure of what he saw.

"It's fake, it must be an illusion!"

"Your Majesty, I must have seen it wrong!"

But unfortunately... things didn't go as planned.

Even though Alvin almost crushed his eyeballs, the huge machine that looked like a scorpion not only did not disappear, but became clearer.

At this moment, Alvin looked ashen.

If one were to use a word to describe his mood at the moment, it would definitely be... Marula!!!
"Oh, no wonder... I understand, I understand everything!"

The hanging heart finally died.

Good news, the cult did not offer sacrifices.

Bad news, the cult is building a demon engine.

Worse news, the creation of the Demon Engine requires a powerful psychic and a black oil man!
"What on earth is in this crappy place? How could a cult bring in a demon engine?!" Alvin was so furious that he cursed wildly in his heart using the most vicious language.

The Demon Engine, in essence, is the demons in the Warp that are forcibly extracted from the Warp and inserted into the interior of a mechanical creation in the form of a core, similar to the 'driver' in a tank, but the difference is... they can never leave the 'vehicle'!
Demons that are stuffed into the 'vehicle' usually do not do so willingly.

Let me ask you, if you were a devil, eating hotpot and singing in the subspace, and you were dragged out out of nowhere, and then stuffed into an iron shell without a word, would you be able to have a good temper?
That's what the devil is.

Therefore, the process of manufacturing the demon engine is full of unpredictable risks. Even with the presence of psychics and black oil men, the success rate is not high.

But once successful, the demon bound in the killing machine will be filled with malice and anger, indulge in crazy bloodthirsty killing, and become a terrifying existence that everyone fears on the battlefield, destroying cities and strongholds with ease!
Moreover, driving the demon engine requires the tortured souls of a large number of innocent people, so that the demon at the core of the engine cannot escape from this iron shell.

Even every step in the manufacturing process requires the sacrifice of a large number of innocent souls, so as to ensure that the evil chaos witchcraft can "press" the devil into the pre-prepared "iron shell" made of the spine and flesh of sinners!

In a way, the Demon Engine and the Dreadnought are very similar, after all, they were both forced in.

"So, those who were captured were not used for sacrifice, but to forge the demon engine!"

Thinking of the iron cage above the 'boiler' and the person who was suddenly thrown in just now, Alvin gnashed his teeth in anger.

Don't be fooled by its bulky appearance. In fact, the Demon Engine, codenamed 'Brass Scorpion', is a very flexible heavy-duty destructive vehicle.

Its heavy armor is enough to sweep across an entire hive!
Whether it's powerful melee combat capabilities or terrifying long-range firepower, it can easily wipe out the planetary defense forces!
Even... even the well-trained Star Army is no different from ordinary people when facing this thing.

The Demon Engine is not PDD. He cannot rely on his numbers to kill people one by one.

In short... invincible!
powerful!
strength!
Ba!
Unless they bring in a regiment of Astartes, with their current strength, the possibility of destroying the entire Demon Engine is, from a probabilistic point of view, not completely impossible, but it is infinitely close to zero.

Or, the emperor is here to bless you.

But obviously, these two paths are undoubtedly fantasy for Alvin now.

If he knew an Astartes, he would have run away from this damn place long ago. Who would be willing to stay and wait for death?

“It’s totally off the mark!!!”

Alvin was speechless. What kind of paradise is Roselle that could attract so many big shots?
To be honest... even Alert Star doesn't have such a big scene!

"We must not let this cult succeed!" Alvin stared fiercely at the huge, blasphemous, twisted creature, his eyes bloodshot and veins throbbing on his forehead. "Fuck you, I'm going to fight. If we don't tear this thing down, we'll all die!"

Although it needs to be demolished, it does not mean that you can just rush in recklessly and demolish such a large lump of iron. Careful planning is required.

Otherwise, let alone whether or not the lump of iron can be smashed.

As long as the factory's system is not destroyed, even if this lump of iron is smashed, the cult will still be able to rebuild a demon engine afterwards. It just takes a little more effort.

"That's right, Inquisitor!"

At this moment, Alvin suddenly remembered that the judge was still in the iron cage. If he was "sacrificed", wouldn't he be doomed? !

He turned back in a hurry.

boom!
Another huge iron cage fell into the boiling molten steel, and the wailing sound from the soul resounded throughout the factory.

Alvin was silent for half a second, then gave the Sky Eagle Salute: "May the Emperor bless you, Inquisitor... it shouldn't be that easy to die, right?"

Of the twelve hanging iron cages, two have already been thrown into the furnace. The probability of one in twelve... It shouldn't be that unlucky, right?
Alvin called the system to retrieve the only ten remaining iron cages.

"Ding ding ding, the target person has been retrieved!"

After a tense wait, the armor finally found its target.

"Huh? Not in the iron cage?"

Looking at the target information marked on the display, Alvin was a little stunned and looked down at the huge "boiler".

In the enlarged picture, one can see the Inquisitor cautiously coming out from the lower level, holding a grenade launcher, alert to the surroundings, and slowly approaching the boiler.

Until this moment, Alvin finally let go of the worry in his heart. Emperor bless, the Inquisitor is not dead!

But after looking at the armor on his body, Alvin hesitated.

Will I be suspected if I go to see the judge wearing this?
But taking off the armor in this broken place would be tantamount to seeking death. After thinking it over, Alvin decided to keep it on. Life is the most important thing, and the rest will be explained later.

Just as Winnie was about to sneak in, someone suddenly covered her mouth and dragged her into a dark corner.

Oops, exposed?!
"Don't get excited, it's me, Alvin."

Hearing the voice, Winnie finally relaxed, but when she turned around and saw Alvin in silver and black armor, she frowned slightly.

But after thinking for a moment, he concluded that it was the armor that the technical genius gave to Alvin specifically to save his life. Although it looked luxurious, the material was... hard to describe.

Otherwise, why would a low-level guy come to the cult’s lair?

"I was just looking for you up there..." Alvin touched his nose and said, "I was worried that you might have been thrown in. I didn't expect that it was really God's blessing."

Winnie stared at him and said with a fake smile: "By the time you came to save me, I would have been thrown into this furnace and melted!"

Alvin was speechless.

In fact, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on him. Who made him find a demon engine inside?
"Ahem, listen to my explanation."

Alvin touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "I found evidence inside that can definitely prove that there is a cult on this planet. Come with me."

"What evidence?"

Winnie frowned, pointed at the huge boiler, and said in a deep voice: "This thing is a Chaos creation. If it is evidence, I can mobilize the Astra Militarum Army just based on this."

"Uh……"

Alvin was silent for half a second: "Astra Militarum, maybe, probably, should, perhaps... not very good."

"Astra Militarum, not so good?"

Winnie was already extremely resentful of Alvin for stuffing her into the carriage, and then she almost threw him into the stove. She was even more angry now: "The Astra Militarum is the most loyal army of His Majesty the Divine Emperor. Not to mention exterminating the cult, even in the battle against Chaos and aliens, they are a force that cannot be underestimated. Why do you look down on them?"

"There's a demon engine in there."

Alvin said with a calm expression.

"Ridiculous, what kind of demon engine... demon engine?!"

Winnie's eyes widened, and her voice suddenly rose by ten tones. Her sea-blue eyes were filled with horror and terror!
"Um, Winnie..."

"Do I know you well? Call me position!"

"It's a job title...ah, no, Your Excellency the Inquisitor."

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