Warhammer: Black Emperor

Chapter 809 Our Lord will rejoice in our achievements.

The third continent of Heliossa, the forty-ninth crow's nest.

The Monarch heavy landing craft landed outside the entrance to the mountains. The warning lights turned from red to green, and as the hatches slowly closed, Wilshire stared at the black machinery before him.

His eyes shone with a golden light, like a miniature sun.

The seasoned "notary" began speaking in Dunn's language:
“Following the ‘covenant’ that has been ‘witnessed’ between us, I now request that you strike.”

"Execute the Gabriel attack protocol, target: Evans."

The collar around the neck of the black machine, encased in armor, faintly gleamed with a golden light.

"I am the overseer, and I obey your command." Slightly smaller than the warhound Titan, the mechanical body, with visible rivet coupling marks at its joints, stood upright, its head flashing with crimson light.

Wilshire cautiously stepped back, gazing at the thirty intelligent machines as he walked off the deck around the Overseer.

The disc above the overseer's head spun, and a scarlet light swept across the surrounding mountains.

Ding!
It strides forward, and intelligent machines, centered around it, line up neatly in three rows.

boom! boom! boom!
They stepped forward simultaneously, making the same footsteps, heading towards the place where the bombs roared and golden light shone.

Wilshire followed the line of intelligent machines, watching their every move.

He saw the intelligent machine gradually approaching the battle lines, and instinctively, as the mechanical arm raised simultaneously, he gripped the controller in his left hand.

The Armory Master Gabriel planted detonation runes within their control core.

The "notary" stared at the identical silver holographic mask covering the face of the powerful warrior from the Jingyuan Federation, which emitted streaks of red runes.

Streams of scorching, slender beams of light emanated from the heat ray guns in their hands, piercing the upward-rushing shadows of order and striking the shimmering bridge.

Amidst the deafening explosion, the lightweight black armor shattered.

Wilshire's left hand relaxed slightly, but still gripped the semi-elliptical control device.

The shadows of order parted to the sides, and the overseer strode forward.
The crimson disk projected beams of light brighter than thermal rays, similar to the beams of light collected from the planet's radiation layer and fired from the archaeological pistols of the "Shadow of Order" commanders.

The beam of light struck the Evan warriors who were rushing down from the gap in the bridge, instantly piercing through the reinforced fibers that resembled power armor and exploding into clouds of black smoke.

The Aiven people's resilient bones shattered, scattering and collapsing.

The supervisor strode forward, with the intelligent machinery close behind.

The overseer swung his arms, wielding the same shock staff as the super-powerful warriors of the Jingyuan Federation.

sizzle...

Where the vibrating staff swept, ripples spread through the air.

Crackling sounds...

Amidst the deafening explosion, the lightweight black armor scattered like tattered cloth.

Five Evan warriors were torn apart by the shockwave and exploded into a pool of blood mist.

The supervisor silently stepped onto the bridge, and the second and third rows of intelligent machines immediately surrounded him and established their positions.

Boom boom boom...

Amidst the roaring energy tremors, fleeting, blurry turbulence suddenly flashed through the air permeating the mountains, like oily fingers gliding across glass.

Amidst the crisp cracking of the whip, the highly penetrating ultra-high-density metal bullets pierced the lightweight black armor, leaving tiny, needle-like wounds, but after penetrating the Aiven's body, they exploded into large patches of blurred flesh and blood.

A dense barrage of bullets shot out from between the mountains, pounding against the mechanical body.

On the black-painted mechanical body, the golden sun on its chest was smashed into a pile of fragments, but the intelligent machines continued their attack without pause.

Wilshire watched as the intelligent machines launched an attack on the surging Aven, but none of their heat rays or gravity bullets flew toward the shadow of order.

He turned on the helmet's built-in communication channel and dialed Gabriel's communication channel.

"Master of Armaments, the intelligent protocol you established has been tested in actual combat."

Gabriel's voice immediately came through the communication channel, "Your warband has nothing to worry about from the betrayal of the intelligent machines."

"Even the Overseer isn't as intelligent as the Slaughter Song." For the past decade, the Armory Master has been conducting research on intelligent machinery aboard the flagship of the Second Chapter Lords—the "Dark Ages" intelligent spaceship.

The Killing Song, possessing a unique artistic taste and a particular fondness for appreciating songs, is far more intelligent than the intelligent machines that diligently perform their guard duties and the supervisors who oversee them.

"Our lord will be pleased with our achievements. Apart from the First Legion granted by the Emperor, we are the only ones who have mastered intelligent machinery."

Wilshire clasped his hands upside down, paying homage to the Black Emperor above the tracks.

Whoosh...

The howling sound broke his devout prayer, and the golden light in his eyes turned cold as he stared at the giant bird that was emitting the sharp cry.

Hundreds of shrike riders came whistling as they flew down.

The sniper's rifle was aimed at the bridge, and a dense barrage of bullets was fired.

Da da da……

The bullet struck a holographic mask made of intelligent machinery.

boom!
The holographic mask shattered, revealing a head covered in silver circuits.

boom!
The intelligent machines crashed to the ground; the intelligent control chip inside their skulls was their weakness.

[It's time.] Wilshire strode onto the bridge, the heat rays and gravity bullets from the intelligent machines swerving around him.

The Priest of Light took a step forward, facing the shrike knight who was charging down. He leaned back and opened his arms as if embracing the sun.

A magnificent and pure beam of blazing light descended from the sky, enveloping the four Shrike Knights.

The pure white wings and the body wrapped in light black armor melted and dissolved rapidly under the illumination of the "holy light".

As the golden rays dissipated and disappeared, streaks of green lightning shot towards them.

Upon seeing the signal soaring into the sky, Polti, the company commander of the 7th Company of the 7th Regiment, led his company in a surprise attack.

The katachan wolf leaped up the mountain peak, its sharp claws tearing through the rocks, its paw pads clinging firmly to the crevices.

The arsonists hurled their "blazing white spears" upwards, the spiritually guided blazing white flames shooting and crashing into the silver tower.

"Ah ah ah..."

Screams echoed through the valley as a charred, flame-engulfed body stumbled and crashed into Evan's group.

The surging Evan lines were disrupted by the fireballs falling from the sky.

Clap!

A silver tower was destroyed, and charred fragments rained down, engulfing more than a dozen Evan warriors.

With a powerful squeeze of his legs, Porti squeezed the Catachan wolf high into the air and leaped onto the bridge.

The "conspirator" pushed hard with both hands, and the repeatedly compressed, blazing white flames exploded, sending countless fire crows soaring into the sky.

The spirituality emanating from them guided the crows to soar into the sky, heading in groups of three or five towards the giant white bird.

bang bang bang...

With a short explosion, the bodies of more than a dozen shrikes exploded, their white wings scattering.

Amidst the howling, dozens of shrikes descended from the sky, heading straight for Polti.

The "conspirator" raised his hands, and two fire snakes shot up from the ground, forming a blazing wall above his head.

bang bang bang...

With a heavy thud, the shrike let out a piercing scream, drowning out the screams of rider Evan.

Ugh!
Amidst the raging flames, a chilling wind suddenly swept through.

A hurricane, its icy chill capable of freezing one's bones, suddenly arose, causing the Catachan wolf to tremble and its teeth to chatter.

(End of this chapter)