Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

In short, ensuring the purity of technology is time-consuming and laborious, and often there are no good results even if it is done. Now these machine spirits have shown Koken the possibility of avoiding the corruption of technology. He can use the technology left behind by mankind harmlessly, instead of getting some overthinking technology from Brother Mao.

Since the last time these two orc gods fought again under Komi's instigation, he hadn't used his fart essence blood sugar to see these two eccentric gods for a long time.

Chapter 555: Phone Bombardment, Useless but Disgusting

Komi was lost in thought about the future, while Vashtor was sweating profusely from the resistance of the machine spirit. At this moment, he wished that his real self was standing here instead of a clone that had been sent over from afar.

"Enough! You damned things! How dare you defy my will!" Vashtor roared furiously, risking exposure in the Tau Empire to send in more power. At this moment, his background was no longer the walls of the Enschold Tank Factory, but the demonic factory he had built in the warp.

"Capture these damned things, and I'll forgive your debts if you catch one!"

Vashtor summoned his subordinates, what he understood as 'machine souls'—those incongruous hybrids of demons and machines.

"Damn it... why hasn't this guy given up yet?" Koji watched as many black shadows suddenly flew out of the Hell Factory. If these things were to be solved using classical mechanics, his machine spirit would be completely helpless.

However, at this moment, Komi noticed Vashtor's exhaustion. He had not yet noticed that the body he had created from the remains was much looser, and many cracks that allowed him to see directly behind him were scattered all over his clone.

Vashtor must have expended a great deal of energy controlling this clone from the Tau Empire. Is there a more ingenious way for me to defeat him?

Komi had a sudden flash of inspiration.

Hey! Right, Vashtor once gave Markus a VIP membership, which means he'll be notified immediately whenever Markus contacts him. Could this distract him?

Komi immediately urged Marcus to take action. Marcus searched the room and found several heavy iron plates that were specifically used to write letters to Vashtor. He then used a welding torch to burn some words on them and sent them out.

The core world of the Titanium Empire – Titanium Star.

Having finally managed to get half an hour of rest from Ether, Vashtor's mind was filled with the piercing clanging of alarm bells.

Marcus? Writing to me now? Is he in some kind of trouble?

Vashtor continued to separate his consciousness, and when his gaze fell on the words on the iron plate, he almost choked.

"Vashtor, how have you been lately? Bennett keeps asking me for Hela, and I'm really getting fed up with it. Could you find some demons with personalities similar to Hela and make a demon engine to fool this kid?"

Hella? Bennett?

Vashtor knew something about the Midnight Lord's obsession with machines, but it was clearly not the time to talk about it now.

I have to kill that guy, torture those machine spirits, and find out their origins...

Ding ding ding ding...

The piercing alarm sounded again, and Vashtor felt a splitting headache. He began to regret why he had set up such a noisy alarm for Markus.

Vashtor didn't want to look, but the iron plate floated right in front of him. The words on it were even more insignificant, only fueling Vashtor's rage.

"Are you there? Are you there? Are you there? It's urgent, please reply quickly. Bennett has already started knocking on my door demanding my presence."

Damn... You're so strong, you dared to mess with Peturabo and curse Khorne, so why are you so nervous about Bennett knocking on the door?

Vashtor really wanted to curse, and he blinked as he slid the metal plate blocking his view aside.

"Warp, help me! Bennett called Antoine, and they pried my door open halfway!"

"You damned world-devourer! Shut your mouth!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Vashtor finally roared in anger. His intense emotions caused his carefully maintained power to become unbalanced, and the clone he had maintained on Ironbreaker Star completely collapsed, while the rift leading to the Hell Factory quietly closed.

It's over...

Panting heavily, Vashtor remained in his laboratory. Confident in his victory, he hadn't left any tracking marks on Ironstar, and now it was impossible for him to return.

“Ah…why does this happen…why do bad things always have to come all at once…” Vashtor covered his face and sighed. The tightly closed door was knocked on, and Ether and his guards came in once again. Markus also sent his last communication.

"When the door opened, I found out it was just Antoine imitating Bennett's voice as a joke. I can handle him on my own, but I still hope you keep an eye on Hela's situation and find me a few beautiful and obedient demon engines."

Marcus!!!

Vashtor roared inwardly, trying his best not to reveal his demonic nature to Chief Krut behind Aether. He had not yet fully taken control of the Tau Empire and did not want his efforts to be wasted by a pointless outburst of anger.

Finally, he gave Ether a smile that was more like a grimace and said, "What question do you want to ask?"

Are you really well-rested?

"I'm rested... all rested."

......

Seeing the statue of Vashtor shattered on the ground and the Enschold Tank Factory back to normal, Komi breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a good decision to have Markus bombard Vashtor with phone calls.

But after doing this once, getting a prompt reply from Vashtor in the future will be quite troublesome...

Komi leaned against the mechanical throne and closed his eyes to rest. The series of battles had left him somewhat exhausted, both physically and mentally. With his eyes closed, he used the megaphone installed by the knight to announce that they had won the final victory.

"Rejoice for the Savior! Rejoice for the Saint!"

The equally exhausted soldiers celebrated their victory, but they didn't forget to treat the wounded and collect the bodies. Letting their comrades rot in this factory was not a good ending.

As Komi listened to the cheers outside, he pondered what to do next.

The Savior's Army has honed its abilities in the Battle of Ironstar, and is now capable of fighting even the Chaos army assembled by Abaddon. This victory will also earn Griffin enough prestige to make him the patriarch of the Child family and unify the power of this vast family.

Iron Star also became his possession. This factory, born for forging, would continuously produce what Komi wanted: the Redemption-type combat suit, the Roarer shotgun, the Xuan-style defensive armor coated with mountain patterns, and even, in conjunction with the Far Eye Fortress, produce beacons, soul steel, and sadistic cores.

The war in the Gothic Sector is probably coming to an end. Komi roughly calculated the time in his mind. It should be around the time when the storm surrounding the Gothic Sector dissipates, and then the Imperial reinforcements will pour in to fight Abaddon in the final battle.

Victory for the Gothic Sector is not far off...

Komi was thinking to himself when he heard Kranka, who wasn't in the battlefield-type spirit bird divination device, standing at the knight's feet and amplifying his voice with his spiritual energy as he shouted.

“Saint Otto! Saint Otto! Fesses has sent a message: Harald accuses you of killing Saint Imaran, and now he is leading the Holy War Army to attack us! Their warships are already hovering over this hive city, ready to open fire!”

"What did you say?" Komi suddenly stood up from the mechanical throne. The Enschold Tank Factory, which had been calm for less than two minutes, trembled once again, this time because a macro cannon had hit the hive city on the surface.

Chapter 556: Knight's Soul: How come... it's getting more and more comfortable?

Harald accuses me of killing Saint Imaran? Nonsense! He deserved to die after being burned alive, but who saved him? Me! Now this guy is accusing me of killing Saint Imaran—isn't it obvious he's using the Jihadist army, blinded by hatred, to attack me? What about the nuns? Why aren't the nuns who witnessed my bet with Imaran speaking up for me? Did they also die in Harald's scheme?

The Enschöd tank factory and the entire nest trembled under the bombardment of the Hirokazu cannon. Koji clenched his fists. He realized that as long as he got involved with the Child family, everything simple would become complicated.

Koji gritted his teeth and spoke through the knight's communicator, "Soldiers, I have just received infuriating news! While we are fighting to the death with the traitor, Harald, the trafficker from the Child family, shamelessly accused me of being the traitor who killed Saint Imaran! He is having the fleet bombard us and the troops surround us! What is your response to such betrayal?"

Upon hearing this news, everyone was surprised, looked at each other, and whispered among themselves. But after a few seconds, their faces turned to hatred, and they vowed to make the traitor Harald pay the price!

The loyalty of the Savior's Army was beyond question. Komi immediately considered a battle plan to lead the soldiers out. He sent two demons to scout ahead, while the dog returned along the freight route to check if the road was blocked or if Harald's forces had laid a trap outside. Mimi, meanwhile, wandered through the factory, searching for other paths leading to the surface.

While the two demons were busy, Komi also had to find a way to get the knight moving again. Vashtor twisted the knight's structure beyond recognition, and the intricate gears were ground together and indistinguishable.

"Gate, move those damaged new combat suits to the knights' feet as quickly as possible, now!"

At Komi's shout, Gete commanded the combat suits to carry out Komi's orders, and soon more than a dozen severely damaged combat suits were piled up at the knight's feet.

"What do you want to do, Sage?"

Komi jumped out of the Knight's cockpit and, while disassembling his combat suit, replied, "I need to extract some things to repair this Knight."

"what?"

Gate was bewildered. As a soldier, he didn't understand the maintenance principles of these new Atonement combat suits. He only knew that some special steel and engineering marvels that simplified the maintenance process were incorporated into the Atonement combat suits.

But Komi knew all too well the Soul Steel and Sadistic Core he had created at the Eye of the Faraway Fortress. He quickly pried open the outer shell of his combat suit, took out the Sadistic Core, and then removed the alloy plate mixed with Soul Steel.

"Weld these to the gaps in this knight's armor, weld as many as you can!"

Getter carried out Komi's orders with a blank but efficient demeanor. These combat suit pilots were all equipped with a portable disposable welding torch for emergency repairs.

Amidst the hissing sounds, Komi could hear the Knight's Soul complaining to itself.

"Cough cough... What are you trying to do? Torture me? You might as well let me die a quick death. Please rescue Fei Ling, she is a talented knight."

"Shut up." Komi muttered. In order to break through Harald's possible encirclement, the combat power of a knight was indispensable. He used his experience to connect the sadistic cores, and then jumped into the cockpit to connect the cables on the mechanical throne to the sadistic cores.

"Gate, are you ready?!"

"Uh... almost there, please give me some time..."

"There's no time left, that's all!"

Komi took a deep breath, then gripped the cables tightly and pulled them forward with all his might, completely disregarding them as advanced equipment connected to the driver's nerves, and instead treating them as the ivy vines hanging on the earthen wall at the village entrance.

Seeing that Gu Jian exerted so much force, the dazed knight's soul howled in pain. Clearly, he was different from the other souls in the Punisher, and did not experience much pleasure from pain.

"Oh my god! What are you doing? That damned demon has tormented my mind, and now you're going to torment my body?"

Komi ignored him, hoping that the sadistic core could charge the soul steel as soon as possible. He felt that his efficiency in pulling the cables was too low, so he asked the people surrounding the knight to use their shields, which could cover half of the knight's body, to hit the knight's shell.

"Wouldn't that be a bit disrespectful...?"

"Do!"

Gat looked at the knight. He had never imagined that he could be so close to this sacred war machine. Although the performance of the redemption-type combat suit was also good, he always felt that the combat suit was just a consumable product created for war, and there was a huge gap between it and the glorious knight.

Oh well, since this is a sage's request, I'll do as he says.

With mixed feelings, Gete slammed his shield down on the knight, and the other combat suits followed suit, striking the knight with full force every time.

"Ugh! Cough! What...what are you trying to do..."

The knight's soul was in agony, but he didn't realize that his complaints were slowly turning into an adaptation to the pain, into a sadistic enjoyment. The soul steel also absorbed this energy, turning it into an invisible wave that covered the knight's entire body, and then slowly repaired the knight's damage as the shield struck.

Ah... a tingling, numb feeling... what is this sensation...?

The knights were somewhat giddy from the shock of this unprecedented sensation. For these knights, the types of perceptions they could experience were quite limited.

The scalding heat when energy is plentiful, the icy cold when energy is scarce, the creaking sound of dented armor, the sticky feel of blood staining weapons...

This is all that the machine spirit can clearly perceive. Its perception of color, smell, and light is transformed into clusters of data. The machine spirit is destined to be unable to understand these things as simply and naturally as a living being.

It is both a blessing and a curse. Like Peturabo's talent for understanding the nature of things by touch, he created amazing weapons, but also fell into boredom. He could not experience the excitement of discovering new properties, nor enjoy the tranquility of ignorance.

Komi's actions have enriched the meager senses of the Knight Soul, making him increasingly distant from the traditional meaning of the Machine Soul in the Cult of Machine God, and turning him into a new Machine Soul as defined by Komi.

Oh~~~~

The Knight Mech Soul let out a comfortable groan, like someone who had been hunched over for over twenty years and then suddenly straightened up and stretched properly. Koji heard this sound very clearly, but for the others, they only heard the Knight Mech's engine, which had been running at a slower and slower speed, start running again.

Phew... Soul Steel and the sadistic core were actually quite useful; all my hard work wasn't in vain.

Komi breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the cable and tugged again. The heavily injured knight slowly stood up, and the sound of the chainsaw sword spinning echoed through the factory once more.

"Now we're going to fight our way out! Follow me!"