Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 105 Space Marine Pendant (Subscription Request)
With the jetpack and anti-gravity engine activated together, Nikonna quickly accelerated himself to Mach 2. The metal sheets on the streamlined power armor began to deform, making it more aerodynamic.

Sharokin was flying freely in the sky of Mustafar like a real dark crow. The atmosphere formed a cone-shaped sonic boom cloud around him, while Dulles followed closely behind him with the help of power armor.

Through the display screen of the power armor, the gang leader from the Hive World saw that he was flying thousands of meters in the sky. The receding buildings and clouds around him were enough to prove how fast they were now.

He wanted to scream, but the liquid surrounding him made it difficult for him to make a sound.

"The deep sea fluid can make the fragile human organs adapt to ultra-high speeds, so he was not crushed into a meat patty by the sudden acceleration."

Luo Xi looked at the feedback data and did not find anything abnormal.

The soulless person's vital signs were very stable, and apart from his slightly accelerated heartbeat, there was nothing serious wrong with him.

"Test the maneuverability, Nikonna."

"receive."

The Raven Son performed various difficult mutation movements freely in the sky, while the Soulless who was anchored to his armor signal could only passively follow him.

Nikonna flew a circle in the sky and then returned to the ground, while the Soulless One behind him followed within the set range.

The helmet of the power armor opened, and Dulles' head returned to the air again. He spat out the deep sea liquid in his trachea, his face pale with fear.

His heart was beating wildly like never before, even during gang fights he had never been so nervous.

But at the same time, a strong sense of stimulation left him with an endless aftertaste, and the feeling of his blood boiling made his somewhat old body come alive again.

"Sir, is this what I need to do? Be put in an iron shell and charge with them?" Dulles held his head, finding it hard to accept.

He originally thought that these people would equip them with various powerful weapons, or drive huge war vehicles to participate in the war.

But what was this? He didn't feel like he was involved at all.

"I hope you can adapt as soon as possible, Mr. Dulles. This is your value, an irreplaceable value." Luo Xi handed him a towel so that he could wipe his face.

"Even the Ultramar auxiliary troops need long and rigorous training. They have to learn how to fire, how to cooperate, and how to face battlefield situations. You don't need to."

"All you need to do is reach the marked target on the battlefield under the protection of the armor, and then use your soulless stance to block and interfere with the enemy's psionic energy."

Dulles felt a little aggrieved by Luo Xi's straightforward words, which sounded a little hurtful, because in his description they were like some flying pendants used to target the enemy's psychic units.

"That's a good description. In a sense, you are indeed pendants. When some difficult enemies appear on the battlefield, you will be launched out to create a psychic vacuum in the designated area."

Dulles seemed to have accepted his fate and fell silent.

After testing the experimental armor, Roche sent Dulles back to their dormitory. Next, officers sent by the Ultramarines will give them proper training.

"The method you came up with is really simple and crude. It is indeed a very good way to deal with psychics." Nikonna took off his helmet and fixed it to the magnetic lock on his waist and said.

The mobile assault just now was just a small warm-up for him.

It didn't even make Nikonna's heart beat faster.

“No, no, no. Actually, in the beginning, I was planning to launch these Soulless Ones like cannonballs.” Luo Xi picked up a glass of juice from the table and said as he drank it, “But considering the rarity of Soulless Ones, I gave up this idea.”

He secretly glanced at Sage Dylan standing beside him and muttered in a very low voice: "Do you know what those oil guys are planning? They plan to use the soulless as raw materials to make some power armor or weapons with anti-psychic effects."

The flesh, blood, and bones of the Soulless have a certain Soulless stance, which also means that if a complete person is disassembled, more troops will be able to get support from the Untouchables.

You get a hand bone, he gets a leg bone, but a human being has more than 200 bones.

If the operation was carried out by the Mechanicus, the Astartes would probably have obtained shields made from the skeletons of the Untouchables and anti-psychic warheads filled with the ashes of the Untouchables.

Compared to a living person, the oil man saw the plasticity of simple materials as more powerful. Nikona tutted, but he wasn't surprised. These Mechanicus priests cared most about efficiency, and sometimes they made horrifying decisions for the sake of efficiency.

After making gratifying progress in the research, Losi decided to give himself a half-day off. He and Nikonna leisurely strolled in the artificial forest near the base.

The Son of the Dark Raven held his helmet and breathed in the fresh air in the forest. He walked very slowly, just enough to keep pace with Roche.

"Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. At that time, we were still fighting guerrillas in Istvaan V, but we met you in an ambush." ​​Nikonna was a little sentimental, and he looked at the dark sky.

The destructive storm even obscured the light of the stars, and now even seeing the starry sky has become a luxury.

"We followed you all the way from Isstvan to Calth and then to Macragge. Sometimes I thought it was a revelation from the Emperor that he wanted us to follow you because you always work miracles."

Hearing his friend's inspiration, Luo Xi replied: "If I didn't know that you were a descendant of Corax, I would have thought you were from Chogoris. It seems that it is not only the descendants of Chagatai Khan who are so poetic."

Nikona's steps suddenly stopped, he shook his head, and his smile was quite bitter.

"I don't know what happened to my genetic father. Did he escape the rebels' siege?"

In the landing site massacre on Isstvan, Ferrus Malus was beheaded by Fulgrim, Vulkan disappeared in the radiation cloud of the nuclear explosion, and only Corax relied on stealth skills to continue the guerrilla warfare.

The first wave of the Word Bearers' Blessed Sons were nearly massacred by the Raven Lord, and even the Great Word Bearer was nearly slain by Corax's lightning claws.

But since then, Nikonna was wounded in the war, and when he woke up, there was no trace of the Primarch.

"I believe your father is still alive, stay positive bro."

Luo Xi could only offer a few words of comfort. He knew that Nikonna was the strongest warrior, but he felt a little sad about the Raven Son's natural sentimentality.

"We will find a way to illuminate the starry sky, but it will take time."

Just as Guilliman said at the beginning, the most important thing in Macragge is to find a way to light up the starry sky. The destructive storm has greatly affected the navigation in the warp. Communications are blocked and navigation is interrupted. The loyalists are trapped here and cannot escape.

suddenly.

The communicator on Luo Xi rang, and the rapid beeping urged him to answer it.

"It's me, what happened?"

After connecting to the holographic communication, the figure of Roboute Guilliman appeared before him.

"I have some situation here, I need you to come over." Lord Macragge's voice was a little tired, and Roxi felt that the Primarch seemed to have some signs of aging.

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Luo Xi didn't ask any more questions. He took Nikonna and Hill on the ship to Macragge.

More than ten minutes later, when Luo Xi landed on the Primarch's private flying platform, he felt a faint atmosphere of anxiety lingering in the core capital of the Five Hundred Worlds.

There were no smiles on the faces of the Central Guard soldiers on duty. They led Roche and others to Guilliman's office, and the whole process was like a machine.

Roxi knew that this was a microcosm of the turbulent galaxy. Ever since Lorgar Aurelion committed atrocities on Calth two years ago, and the pain caused to the people of Five Hundred Worlds by the subsequent Shadow Crusade, and most importantly, the isolation of people's communication by the Destruction Storm, people's hearts were very heavy.

Post-war stress trauma, sadness and loss, bitterness and resentment, all these emotions plagued the people of the Five Hundred Worlds, and even the Central Guard stationed in Guilliman's court was affected.

They feel confused, but at the same time they are forced by their duties and discipline to maintain their condition. If this situation is not resolved, it will probably become more and more serious.

Guilliman's office was inside a palace, with the Ever-Victorious Guards manning various posts, always on alert.

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