Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 460 Killing the Strongest One in the Holy Grail Suit - Gadinar

Gios Veroni stared in astonishment at the giant shrouded in smoke, encased in Adamantine metal skeleton.

Amidst the distorted force fields, the knights' barrage of fire continuously disintegrated.

At the heart of this war machine is humanity, or more precisely, what was once humanity.

A face without eyes or a mouth was branded deep within the helmet, staring at him. He was as tall as the Nemesis-type Ranger.

The war machine has three legs that are biradially symmetrical, and it has three upper limbs, each equipped with numerous weapons, so many that the God Eater's detection system cannot identify them.

Gios came to this conclusion because the war machine fired two more silver beams, but they were not among the twenty-five weapon systems previously identified.

Drop drop!
Amidst the urgent alarm, silver signals filled the field of vision.

Two particle beams struck the God Eater simultaneously, causing the Nemesis-type patrol knight to stagger and kneel. From the feedback from the machine spirit, Geos knew that the ion curtain had been destroyed.

Amidst the creaking of hydraulic pressure and the shrieking of the rubber belt, Stradivarius charged forward rapidly.

A sharp blade sprang from its sheath on the back of his right arm and stabbed towards the God Eater.

Veroni's knights charged madly toward the Devourer of Gods to rescue their prince, but Stradivarius was faster.

Suddenly, a golden light streaked across the battlefield, and the blue-white light collided with the sharp blade.

Stradivarius's arm jerked, and his right arm and the blade were knocked off course.

Stradivarius turned his head, the pale light shining through the grating of his eyepiece, making the remaining organic matter look morbidly sick.

He was as withered as a dead tree, blind in both eyes, the muscle tissue that used to be his eyes had sunken in, becoming two sacs.

Copper wires, stained with the black spots of a rotting corpse, emanated from his temples and pierced the control system in his helmet.

The light in Stardragon's goggles focused on the black-armored, golden-winged figure in the air. Since his transformation was completed and he donned the Holy Casket Suit, no one had ever been able to overpower him in a collision.

His microphone blared, and a surprised voice echoed behind the steel mask.

"The Primarch? Nimrod?"

The piston and the poorly lubricated metal sleeve rub against each other, making a hissing sound.

Nimrod saw that Stark's entire suit of armor swelled up, and the arc-induced gas chamber changed shape, turning into an extremely thick cushioning gel.

The metal body's shoulders and back continuously expanded and rotated, with fifteen weapons turning against it.

Ten silver beams lit up, and the particle beams shot towards the original gene.

Although his golden wings were also made of living metal, Nimrod did not want to withstand the impact of particle weapons like Fernus Manus did with his silver hands.

Ninglu flapped his wings and dodged the attack, instantly appearing to the left of Stradivarius.

The silver power gauntlets, enveloped in golden light, slammed towards Stradivarius's arm.

Stradivarius activated more weapon systems, which had been dormant, and they began to be activated violently.

The shield flickered, enveloping him in a purple arc of light.

Claws, blades, a rotary saw, and a power clamp unfolded from his left arm, gleaming coldly.

Its claws hissed as they reached for his head.

The blade shot out rapidly, heading straight for his chest.

The spinning saw flew out, heading straight for the powerful punch.

The power clip popped out and grabbed his waist. Ninglu already knew that the weapon system of the Starcon Catacombs suit was not under the control of the central coordination. Having fought for 3,600 years, he had implanted his accumulated combat experience into the mechanical core, which would then calculate and release attacks on the enemy simultaneously.

Faced with Stark's attack, Ninglu did not dodge again. He continued to swing his arms and his body continued to rush forward, leaving afterimages.

The rotary saw was the first to collide with the dazzling golden light, and in the clash of the two forces, it was the first to be defeated.

With a hissing sound, the rotating saw shattered into pieces.

Ninglu continued to infuse his spiritual energy into the gauntlets, unleashing a relentless "death blow" that continued to pound towards Stradivarius.

The Primarch simultaneously swung his right arm, and the Vaal Sword swiftly cleaved the claw's fingers, deflecting the blade.

The shattered metal fragments flew through the air, tearing and twisting rapidly into strands of metal.

With a thought, the "Corrupted Baron" sent dozens of condensed thread-like "ropes" shooting towards the Holy Grail Suit.

The "Corrupted Baron's" spiritually entwined threads, the metal wires transformed into slimy spider silk through a "sleight of hand," burrow into the buffer gel.

Stradican felt that the twenty-seven weapon systems activated within the Holy Grail Suit were becoming increasingly sluggish, as if filled with lead.

[Is the weapon system malfunctioning?]
Just as he was puzzled, Ninglu's "death" strike slammed into the purple energy field, sparks flying everywhere.

Golden and purple light trembled violently, and the dazzling light pierced through the rusty clouds, illuminating the sky above the head of Gadinar.

The Primarch's muscles bulged, his power merging with the strange power of the Power Gauntlets, pressing down on the Holy Grail Suit.

The energy field succumbed to his immense power, trembling and emitting a blinding purple light.

A purple energy wave exploded, and the concrete road beneath Stradivarius's massive three legs melted rapidly.

Stradivarius's three legs spun rapidly, adjusting his position, while his torso rotated around the universal joints of his neck and hips, maintaining balance as he sank and tilted.

His carefully maintained balance was immediately broken as the power boxing gloves slammed into him.

A large section of the left side of the Holy Grail Suit was torn apart, rapidly transforming into new metal wires in mid-air and flying into the constantly opening and closing valves on the straps.

The viscous spider silk blocked the opened concealed gun muzzle, spreading inwards, and the accumulated silver light flickered and then went out.
Stradican's damaged left arm detached with a puff of steam and fell to the ground with a thud. The spare weapon on his thigh then unlocked and connected to the severed limb.

Just then, a third arm swung out.

The Primarch sensed that nearly half of the Holy Grail Suit's systems had been affected, and it was time to end the battle.

His eyes flashed with light and shadow, and his telekinetic power surged forth.

Stradivarius's left leg and third arm stopped simultaneously, and his weapon systems malfunctioned instantly.

He roared in anger, but his Holy Casket Suit did not react at all.

After Ning Lu used "Mechanical Influence" to temporarily disrupt the Holy Casket Suit, he calmly swung the Vaal Sword and severed Stradivarius's head.

The surviving tripod pilots and warrior castes were shocked to see their High Lord, the most powerful warrior in Gadinal, killed.

They thought it was impossible, but it still happened.

They watched intently as the black-armored warrior sheathed his sword, lifted the High Lord's head, and slowly lowered it to the ground.

boom!
The first warrior caste dropped his weapon, and then the others around him followed suit.

The battle at the head of the Gardiner was quickly brought to a close on the entire broadcast channel.

After news of the capture of four high lords and the killing of two spread throughout the world, the Gadinar people, who had previously put up a fierce resistance, surrendered completely within two hours.

(End of this chapter)