Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

His attention was drawn more to the soldiers killed by the silk-weaving weapons. They were cut up and turned into tens of thousands of uniformly thin pieces of flesh, suspended in the air by extremely fine silk threads. Any soldier who tried to cross the trap made of invisible, sharp silk threads had parts of his limbs severed.

Koji could still sense powerful spiritual energy emanating from the milky-white gate; the remaining spirit race was clearly making a final stand with their most proficient magic.

“The situation here is really terrible…” Komi said, glancing at the battlefield. Chief Warrior Get was also furious at the horrific scene and pleaded with Komi.

"Saint Otto! Let me lead my brothers in a charge! We've gathered over two hundred combat suits; we'll definitely be able to flatten the enemy's lines in one fell swoop!"

Komi glanced at his combat uniform and said with some dissatisfaction, "Do you think I need you to take the lead in charging into battle? Do you think I came here just to watch? I'll weaken the enemy's firepower first, and then you just follow my lead, understand?"

"Understood!"

Gete responded decisively, and Komi also looked at the psionicist Kranka. He merely clenched his fist, and Kranka understood what Komi was going to do.

“How precious is the touch of a saint, and I am often able to enjoy this grace,” Kranka said gratefully to Komi, offering his neck without any resistance.

Koji grabbed him and immediately drew in enough surging spiritual energy to make him explode.

He devoured vast amounts of psionic energy, even disrupting rituals performed by the Eldar.

"The Savior is merciful, but His kindness will never extend to you abominable aliens!"

Kranka roared, making a pinching motion with both hands towards the Eldar who were resolutely resisting in the distance. In an instant, he twisted the bodies of four or five Void Raiders into pretzel-like twists. Then, with a flash of his eyes, these twisted corpses swelled up like balloons and exploded.

"The enemy has sent a powerful psionicist! Proceed with a counterattack!"

As Eldar, they would never allow themselves to be at a disadvantage in the fight against psionic forces. Just as Kranka detonated the corpses, the Eldar retaliated.

The psychic vision locked onto Kranka, making him feel as if he were walking naked down Pilgrim Street, watched by countless bishops.

The next moment, the soul-stripping mist rushed towards him, instantly passing through the battlefield and landing on his chest.

"Well!"

Kranka's soul was firmly gripped by the mist, and the Eldar pirate was trying to throw his radiant soul into the warp.

Komi tightened his grip on Kranka's neck, firmly anchoring Kranka's soul.

“Don’t be afraid, Kranka, I’m behind you.”

Encouraged by Komi, Kranka was no longer swayed by the perception of the soul leaving the body. He tried to grasp the mist and kill the weapon's user with a bolt of psionic lightning.

This was difficult for him; the weapon placed in the gate was not controlled by an Eldar, and he felt that he was fighting against a large group of souls existing in the warship's psionic circuits.

Komi realized this and immediately ordered the demon dog to re-enter Krank's body.

The dog was thrilled; he had long wanted to taste the essence of the soul within the warship's psionic circuits.

Kranka's psionic energy carried a demonic aura, as well as a deeper, corrupting power of chaos. His psionic energy, extending through the mist, writhed forward like an earthworm burrowing into the soil. The closer one got to him, the more one could feel the fear of those souls towards the power of chaos.

With a howl of a hungry wolf, the mist emanating from the gate finally ceased. The Spirit Clan pirates, already few in number, were significantly weakened by the loss of this powerful weapon.

"Attack!" Komi released Kranka, drew his weapon, and charged ahead, with combat uniforms and other soldiers following closely behind him.

The Eldar pirates attempted to halt Koji's advance with Star Darts and Crystal Shards, but under the suppressive fire of the combat suits, they could barely lift their heads. The javelin Koji pulled out from the Soul Path dealt a fatal blow to the support turrets.

The Eldar pirates' defensive line at the gate was breached, and Koji fought fiercely with the Void Raiders. The court swordsmanship taught by Antoine allowed him to anticipate the Eldar's movements and counter them.

There were no more resistances at the gate, and Komi stepped inside.

With a flash of white light, he appeared at the very core of the Spirit Race warship.

Pirate Prince Dorrank and the last remaining prophet are weaving powerful spells with runes. The prince draws his sword at Kogami, trying to buy more time for the prophets inside the shield.

"What a cruel executioner you are, ordering your men to commit so many atrocities without any remorse..." Doran said in an unfriendly tone. Komi didn't bother to respond, but instead used the time while he was rambling on to observe the pirate prince.

This guy is truly a phantom noble; his light and gorgeous clothes can generate a shield that reflects bullets, and the potion hanging from his waist was bought from the Comorian Blood People.

The long blade in his hand was made of a material like white bone, smooth and white, engraved with many dark-colored symbols, with lightning and frost rippling out from time to time.

Komi ran the sword across his palm so he could immediately counter the prince's psionic attack.

The gate was flashing, clearly indicating that more warriors were trying to pass through it and get behind Komi.

Dokran launched the first attack, his cloak, woven from the fur of many wild animals, swirling behind him as if it had come alive.

Komi, wielding his sword with both hands, brought it down on Dokran's head. This strike, imbued with Komi's pre-charged passive ability, was so powerful that it knocked Dokran's charging body away and even damaged his mysterious psionic blade.

Chapter 463: Brother Mao, I haven't forgotten what you taught me.

"I underestimated you," Dokran said with some surprise, then reached for the medicine bottle at his waist and drank it all in one gulp.

These potent potions are burning through Dorrank's life, and his sanity is on the verge of disappearing.

"Sage! We've arrived!"

The combat suits commanded by Gate and Ella appeared behind Komi, aiming at Dorank and the prophets, awaiting Komi's orders.

The scene reminded Komi of the battle between Perturabo and Angron, except that he was not surrounded by the more powerful Iron Ring Guards, and Dorank was not qualified to be compared with Angron.

Komi raised his hand and commanded, "Fire."

The next moment, a dense rain of bullets shot towards the prince. His body, enhanced by the potion, wielded the long blade in his hand with incredible speed, even blocking the fine bullets from the Howler shotgun.

He struggled with all his might, hoping his efforts would allow the prophets to complete the spell, but little did he know that Koji was wearing a mocking smile on his face.

Just now, he released another demon, Mimi, which has already quietly approached the prophets who are focused on casting spells within the shield.

Mimi silently broke through the shield and devoured the prophet's soul.

The prophets' soulless remains lay motionless on the ground, causing the prince, who was struggling to stay alive, to become distracted. He was shot and thrown into the air, only managing to survive with his body intact thanks to the protection of his shield.

As Koji watched the soldiers collect the Eldar corpses, he wanted to ask about the Space Marines.

“Mentor Samuel, the battle here is over. All the aliens have been conquered.”

Samuel's laughter came from the other end. "You're quick on your feet. Our battle here is almost over. We've captured as many prisoners as you requested. Are you going to use them for the Spirit Bird Divination Instrument?"

“That’s right, one Spirit Bird Divination Instrument isn’t enough.”

"Could you allocate a few units to us?"

“That depends on the Savior’s will,” Komi replied earnestly, as if he were really going to ask the Savior for his permission.

Giving a few spirit bird divination devices to the dark angels is certainly acceptable, but the assembly method needs to be changed. The internal structure shouldn't contain too much demonic knowledge, lest Ezekiel of the think tank figure it out.

The battle was very fruitful. The supplies stored by the Eldar pirates were found and brought back to the ship. According to the agreement between Komi and Griffin, all the pirates' savings would belong to him.

Komi didn't forget the sacrifices of the Dark Angels; he gave a small portion of them to Samuel to replenish the Dark Angels' losses in this annihilation battle.

Because the Eldar pirates had stored too many supplies, Gu Jian had to recruit merchant ships and transport ships from nearby star systems and order them to transport the supplies to Oberyn and then transfer them to Undetermined Port.

The demise of Pirate Prince Dokran was just the beginning. The pirates harassing the Imperial Navy's supply lines were not limited to them. Komi led the fleet to pursue these pirates who had plagued the Gothic Sector for hundreds of years. He recycled the flesh and blood of Eldar pirates to make craft beer and executed humans and other alien pirates according to Imperial law to prevent future troubles.

During this time, Koji was also using the Eldar prisoners at his disposal to make new Eldar bird divination instruments. He even connected four new ones with the old one to form a large Eldar bird divination instrument that was big enough to occupy a wall of the Exterminator.

Looking at the magnificent machine of pain before him, Koken was still not satisfied. He hoped that he could have more Spirit Clan materials so that he could make small Spirit Bird Divination Instruments for his troops.

Komi also did not forget the technology he learned from Mao Ge. A huge singing stage that could accommodate three large cannons was quickly built on the Exterminator, becoming a must-go place for the crew to relax.

Komi could see what was happening on the stage through the monitor. The crew members either engaged in a brutal fight or gathered around the nuns to listen to them recite scriptures.

These nuns were naturally from the Savawen world. They originally carried a strong sense of corruption, but after being infused with beast-brewed spirits, they avoided deeper depravity by taking the form of orcs.

These nuns now call themselves sinful nuns and vow to cleanse their bodies of defilement with a glorious death.

“Singing stage…singing stage…” Komi pointed at the blueprint on the table with a pen in hand. It was drawn from memory, and the annotations were all based on Mao Ge’s personal account.

According to Mao Ge, the purpose of the singing stage is to create an atmosphere for the orcs to sing loudly.

It's like going to a fungal bar and drinking heavily, or going to the battlefield and driving Waaagh like crazy.

Do what you're supposed to do! Looking before and after others, always looking to save your own food, is not something an orc should do!

Having a stage is not enough; what is needed is a song that is simple and unpretentious enough to powerfully unite their spirits and energy.

The synchronized singing can effectively guide the orcs' chaotic Waaagh energy, just as a fierce Waaagh from an orc warlord can enhance the orcs' combat power. In essence, the warlord concentrates the scattered Waaagh energy on the one thing: to fight well.

Before I yelled "Waaagh," you could be thinking about scavenging scrap metal from the junkyard after the war, pondering the new drinks at the Fungus Bar, chewing on a muscular shrimp thigh, or giving that hairy, bouncy guy biting your boss's head a disapproving look...

But if I yell "Waaagh!" you kids better throw all that nonsense out of your heads! Stop thinking about picking up trash! Think about how to take off Shrimp's arm! Stop thinking about drinking fungal wine, Shrimp's blood is enough to quench your thirst! Stop thinking about the bouncy toys on your boss's head, take a look at the peaked cap on Shrimp's political commissar's head!

What is the purpose of such a unified singing voice? Mao Ge told Gu Jian that the singing voice can inspire the beastmen and also deter things that make the beastmen unhappy, such as making the Eldar's annoying holographic field ineffective for a while.

When the song echoed, the entire battlefield became deathly silent, as if it had been attacked by EMP weapons; only the most rugged and durable weapons could escape the influence of the song.

Komi's subordinates are not beastmen; they do not possess the so-called Waaagh energy.

But Komi felt that his subordinates were becoming more and more like orcs, and the effect of the Xuan-style defensive armor must have been due to some kind of 'thinking power'.

The question now is, what is the nature of this power of thought that is different from that of orcs?

Komi sketched on the white paper, trying to use the concept of the internet to facilitate his understanding.

Every soul is a string of information, and the place where this information will inevitably be uploaded is the subspace, the largest network composed of local area networks and wide area networks, an extremely broad concept.

Chapter 464: Waaagh's Stance as a Subhuman Being

Komi drew a large circle to represent the subspace, and then drew several smaller circles within it, adding the names of the Eldar, Orcs, Necromancers, Humans, and Tau.

He didn't write about the Terran Zerg; that thing is clearly from an external network.

The Eldar are half-dead, with most of their information in the hands of the Slaanesh. The remaining information has virtually no chance of being updated or upgraded, so they can only eke out a living by using Soul Stones as portable hard drives and copying and pasting other information.

Space undead have lost even more information, with only a few blank lines remaining to prove that their souls once existed, so discussing them is obviously not very meaningful.

Orcs, the epitome of advanced local area networks, rely on their internal networks to resist interference from the internet and even output signals in the opposite direction.

Titans are a group of useless information hidden in the nooks and crannies, so much so that even if you paid them 62 cents, they would still be disliked for wasting network resources.

Humanity... After the Emperor's failed attempt to transfer human information from the Internet to a local area network, humanity has undoubtedly become the most active and largest source of chaotic information in the subspace Internet.

Although humans can build a mental defense through devout faith in an emperor, and even become his agents, very few people can actually do this.

The Space Marines prayed to the Emperor, but the response was most likely from the Dark Gods in disguise.

The nuns prayed to the emperor, and the responses they received were mostly auditory hallucinations born of extreme fanaticism.

Citizens prayed to the emperor, and they could only find solace in their prayers.

Few can receive the Emperor's true guidance and protection... After all, his soul is broken, and his revelations are so dangerous that no one can receive them safely.

Komi pouted and drew another circle within the human circle to represent the so-called savior... who was actually himself, taking advantage of the fanatical and ignorant climate of religion to act like a fox borrowing the tiger's power.

Could what I'm doing right now be creating a local area network belonging to the sub-orcs, or even humans? The effectiveness of the Xuan-style defensive armor might just be the result of guiding this power to take effect.