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

Chapter 95 Under the Titan
Luo Jia felt a little pain, but he immediately released a psychic flash bomb that interfered with vision, and Roboute's vision was instantly blocked by the powerful flash.

Alarm bells rang in his heart as a familiar huge force held him in its arms and rubbed him on the ground.

It was Angron. He had already recovered. The furious Khorne demon dragged Guilliman's armor and rubbed it wildly on the land of Nuceria. Countless sparks flashed, and the huge super-heavy tank was knocked open by Guilliman's body.

Guilliman used his lightning claws to find a fulcrum on the ground and threw the Daemon Primarch who was restraining him away. He used the fallen Emperor's Baneblades and Sikaran Tanks to block Angron's approach.

Angron pursued him relentlessly, his series of heavy blows knocking Guilliman back continuously. The machine spirit of this new armor was wailing, and it was constantly damaged by the Daemon Prince's attacks full of psychic power.

"He's getting stronger, constantly adapting to his new body."

Guilliman moved around, occasionally cutting the enemy with his Red Sword. The pressure he was under became greater and greater. Angron, who had been upgraded to a demon, continued to adapt to his new body during the fierce battle with him.

The Demon Prince of the Blood God possesses a natural sense of battle. The fighting skills bestowed by Khorne and the Nuceria gladiatorial skills buried deep in memory are integrated with each other, and a primitive and brutal killing technique is reviving.

He grabbed the barrel of a medium tank and used the forty or fifty ton metal vehicle as a giant hammer.

Guilliman, who was hit by the tank hammer, crashed through a protruding rock layer. The huge force penetrated the armor and shock absorbers, breaking part of his shoulder blade.

Realizing the importance of the weapon, Angron threw Ultramarines tank after tank towards Guilliman. The Primarch dodged the first tank, but was immediately smashed into the ground by the second.

The heavy metal pressed down on Guilliman's leg armor, making it difficult to avoid the next heavy blow.

Angron showed a bloodthirsty expression. He flapped his huge new wings and dived immediately after he came into the air. His huge weight roared towards him under the pull of gravity.

Guilliman immediately overloaded the antimatter furnace on his body, and the high-temperature rays released instantly cut through the tank on his body, and hit Angron's Butcher's Nails with unabated force. Angron, who was hit in the vitals, cried out in pain and covered his nails with some fear.

The Ultramarines Lord raised the flaming beam on his wrist and fired continuously at the spikes on the back of Angron's head. The deadly monster was also afraid of being attacked at its weak point, so it folded its wings to block those hideous butcher's nails.

"Your new master has put a nail on you again. Are you happy, my brother?"

"Who is in control, you or your nail? I guess it's the nail."

Guilliman kept taunting Angron. He had understood that even without the nails, Angron still considered himself a slave. His heart had been tamed, and the nails were just an external manifestation.

"No!" The Daemon Primarch roared out a few words in rebuttal, and he rose into the air again, smashing at Guilliman with his blade and bone spurs. The armor on the blue enemy was ridiculously hard, and even after multiple rounds of heavy blows, only a few cracks appeared.

Without the protection of this powerful armor, the Lord of the Ultramarines would have probably fallen in the fierce battle with the Demon Primarch.

In the direction of Dessin, the World Eaters were coming to support their Gene-Father. Even though he had become the abominable form he was today, they remained loyal to him.

Guilliman also noticed that the Ultramarines' positions were also flooded with Astartes and fully armed mortal auxiliaries. They drove the tanks that could still be started and came desperately to rescue their Primarch.

The Blood God's warp energy distorted the land, and most of the Ultramarines' war vehicles were paralyzed, with only a small part able to maintain the existence of the machine soul and drive forward.

In the sky, the Extreme Warriors launched large transport ships, and when they were close to the ground, they directly launched several giant bipedal War Dog Titans. Although these Titans were classified as reconnaissance Titans, they were real battle Titans.

The four fastest Titans came at high speed with huge strides, and the plasma blaster cannons and Vulcan heavy bombs loaded on their bodies kept firing continuously.

Their light void shield generators blocked enemy fire attacks. In the cockpit, the captain maintained communication with the machine soul through the MIU link. The Titan's machine soul was extremely irritable and angry. The captain had to calm the machine soul and control the machine together with the two operators.

"Support the original body, support the original body!"

"Whatever the cost!" The drivers roared. It only took 20 seconds for the Warhound Titan to go from completely shut down to running at full speed. They rushed straight towards Angron who was fighting with the Primarch. The terrifying Titan weapons bombarded the hideous monster at close range.

The Daemon Primarch was startled by the sudden attack. He threw Guilliman aside and flapped his wings, swooping down towards the head cockpit of a warhound.

The ceramic steel and adamantium composite armor plates withstood Angron's fierce attack. The missile launcher released all its inventory, and the fierce explosion immediately blew him away.

The War Hound Titans bit the Demon Primarch fiercely. They concentrated three Titans to hunt down the lone Angron, while the remaining one continued to support Guilliman against Lorgar.

Vulcan's heavy bombs forced Angron to retreat step by step. The firepower was more powerful than that of a land tank, and even after being weakened, it was not something that flesh and blood could resist.

Several large holes appeared on Angron's body as the metal bullets penetrated his muscle defense and shattered the armor formed by the energy of the warp.

Witnessing his own demon prince falling into disadvantage under the fierce attack of the Titans, a violent warp storm came from the Supreme Heaven. The displeasure of the Blood God made Angron feel like he had lost his parents.

The violent storm disrupted the operation of the Titan Machine Souls, and a gap appeared in their encirclement. Angron immediately seized the opportunity and pounced on it, using his hands and feet to grab out the cab of a Titan.

The energy of the Blood God is gathering, which makes His Demon Prince more powerful. Angron's body continues to grow rapidly, gradually becoming as tall as the War Dog Titan.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Warhound Titan that came to the rescue released its plasma blaster, instantly leaving a violent shock wave on Lorgar's psychic shield. The Great Speaker's heart stagnated and his face suddenly turned pale.

He once again used his psychic powers to repel the warhounds' attack, and Guilliman took the opportunity to strike directly at Lorgar's throat, leaving a bloody mark on Lorgar's face, which was extremely similar to the Emperor's.

The situation on the battlefield continued to intensify. Although the Ultramarines had the support of the Titans and the cover of the mortal auxiliaries, the enemy was two traitorous Primarchs and more than 15,000 World Eaters Astartes. Nuceria had completely turned into the realm of the abominations of the Warp.

The World Eaters fought bravely on the red sands, and with every kill they received, the Blood God's blessing made them stronger.

The battle axe in his hand easily tore through the protection of the ceramite armor, and as for those adamantium warriors who could not be defeated, some Khorne demons that appeared as the war expanded surrounded them.

Swarms of vampires trod upon the red sands of Nuceria, and infernal dragons of brass, cable, obsidian, and steel swooped down upon the standing Titan.

The Daemon Prince of Khorne was knocked to the ground by the Warhound Titan. A Titan named "The Burning One" raised its huge steel claws and stomped down at full speed, pressing Angron's head onto the steaming molten glass.

The crew screamed in excitement as they defeated a Primarch.

"Let him die without a complete body!"

The warhound's massive gears made a rough grinding sound, and Angron struggled under the Titan's claws.

The captain felt the huge resistance coming from below the Titan through the MIU link. He grinned wildly and pulled the joystick to the end.

The Demon Primarch straightened up slowly but firmly. Every muscle of his that defied physics was tensed, his skin that was like beast leather was crisscrossed with thick blood vessels, and his joints and bones were creaking.

The Titan pilot was thrown to the ground by the ascended demon Angron in fear. He blinked, wiped the sticky liquid from his sight, and revealed a hideous smile.

The fallen Titan could never stand up again. It was devoured and eaten by countless bloodthirsty vampires and grotesque Khorne demons. The machine soul was corrupted by the power of the Blood God while screaming.

The Titan Machine briefly crushed the Daemon Primarch underfoot, which means that the power of the Warp is not invincible and human will may have the upper hand in the fight.

(End of this chapter)