Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Could this gem be just a small part of the subspace essence?!

When discussing the nature of the warp, one must mention the process by which the Emperor created the Primarchs.

Although no one in the entire human empire knows about this dark and profound past, for Komi, the origin of the Primarch is hardly a secret.

Primarchs are not purely human; they are merely alchemical creations made by the Emperor in his laboratory at the foot of the Himalayas using genetic technology and witchcraft.

The Emperor used his genes to shape the Primarch's outer shell, and searched for the essence of the Warp, which constituted the Primarch's soul.

The warp nature of each Primarch is unique, and this is a true mystery to Old Seer, who only knows about the warp nature of King Lion Llane and King Raven Korak.

The Lion King's warp is essentially a dark, ancient forest, like a mirror image of the Caliban Forest. The Lion King can lead people to roam the universe using this forest as a node, almost like carrying a web around with him.

Corax's warp nature is even more formidable; he can instantly transform into a black storm of crows, making him far more sinister than any demon could match.

While the nature of the warp is powerful, it's not something one can simply wield at will. This stems from the fact that the warp's immense energy is constrained by the Primarch's humanity; the line between fully embracing the warp's nature and transforming into a beast is quite delicate.

Not to mention that the essence of the warp doesn't seem to exist solely within the Primarch's body; a remnant of the warp essence within the warp constantly calls for the Primarch to embrace them. Guilliman would often hear this inexplicable call while navigating the warp.

Primarchs possess the essence of the warp, so what about their offspring who flow with their blood?

Considering the Primarch's outrageous control and influence over his offspring, Komi believed that each gene seed contained a small portion of the Primarch's subspace essence, extremely rare, much like how each ancient Terminator armor's cross emblem contained a small fragment of the Emperor's armor.

A piece the size of a thumb is considered a piece; even a tiny particle scraped off with a precision instrument can barely be counted as a piece.

The process of genetically modifying mortals is similar to how he used blood to brew beastmen into sub-beastmen; comprehensible science ceases to exist, and metaphysics beyond common sense plays a role in this transformation.

Having considered all of this, another question floated into Komi's mind: what use could this green gemstone possibly be?

Could it be like the Lion King, opening a path to the Mirror Forest of Caliban? And then leading to all parts of the universe? Wouldn't this conflict with the Soul Path function of the Far Eye Fortress?

But Koji thought again that the unfolding and connection of the Soul Path was not as quick and convenient as traveling through the forest. Just determining the location by the thrill of death was quite laborious. This almost determined that the Soul Path could only be tied to the intense battlefield. Just like the deterrence system in Red Alert 3, the more intense the battle, the louder the background music, and the faster the next technology protocol is unlocked.

If this gem truly can temporarily borrow the Lion King's subspace essence, as Gu Jian speculated, then could a new transportation system be established using this thing in the future?

Komi held the gem, turning it over and over in his hands, before finally placing it on the armrest of his throne. The gem was placed next to the trade license stained with the emperor's blood; such rare items could not be left lying around.

Then he left the room, and his consciousness returned to Otto's body.

Chapter 607: Type 1 to call me Big Brother

Upon opening their eyes, they saw a warp storm pounding against the crumbling Geller Force. The sheer horror of the sight was enough to drive anyone mad. If an Imperial ship were caught in such a storm, there would be no way out but for all its crew to perish.

However, all of Komi's efforts to prevent the corruption of the warp came in handy. The orcs' resilient nerves and the songs that evoked the etheric field formed a solid barrier around their souls. Not to mention facing these horrors directly, even if they lost the protection of the Geller's position and were being battered by the demonic waves, the orcs would still fight on, shouting the name of their savior.

"Faces, tell me the status of the ships!"

Upon hearing Komi's voice, Fesses, whose face had turned pale, immediately regained his composure. Komi's sudden fainting on the throne had truly frightened him.

"Sage Otto, a message from the Sage of Sems: The Exterminator's energy is almost depleted. If we return to reality, we will be unable to perform our sixth short-range warp jump! Enemy forces are everywhere on the ship; our warriors are fighting Chaos's minions in every corridor and every compartment! Communication with the lower decks has been lost..."

"Um..."

Komi nodded. While ultra-short-distance subspace jumps are convenient, they consume far too much energy on the ship. Human Empire warships always allow their engines to fully store energy before preparing for a subspace jump, but Komi had just forced the subspace engine to release the energy reserves for the next few weeks.

I'm truly grateful for Overload Casting; without this somewhat erotic technology, a frigate's subspace engine certainly couldn't have accomplished these things.

Although he couldn't hear Sage Sam's voice, Komi could guess what vicious words he would use to berate the orders he had given and how much suffering his precious machine had endured.

But it was all worth it!

Looking at the screen of the Spirit Oracle, the Chaos Fleet had missed the opportunity to annihilate the Space Marines due to their pursuit of the Exterminator, and Admiral Luvansberg's forces had finally arrived at the front line of the battle.

Abaddon's battleships could bully the Space Marines' strike cruisers with their superior weaponry, but when facing opponents of the same class, Abaddon decisively ordered the overextended battleships to slow down and wait for other ships to take their positions to cover the flanks.

The naval battle intensified, and every now and then a huge red dot could be seen disappearing silently on the screen, with the corpses of tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, floating in the void.

"Hoo..." Komi took a deep breath, considering what he should do next. Meanwhile, Fesse was constantly processing messages from various sources. Then, his expression changed and he relayed the message directly to Komi.

"Otto! Otto! I need your help! The Black Legion has infiltrated! Their sorcery has rendered the Geller Force here ineffective, and demons are pouring in! My men here simply cannot hold the line!"

Sage Sem's panicked voice rang out, and Komi could also hear the demon's maniacal laughter and the sounds of the Black Legion warriors firing their explosive guns.

"Feses, how many men do we have left?" Komi turned to ask Feses, and his old butler immediately gave him a reply.

"Sage, if you see us as capable, we can arm ourselves immediately!"

Komi glanced around the bridge. Most of the people working there were technicians. It was better to rely on the demon he had sealed inside the warship than on them to fight.

But the demons sealed in various places are not as free as dogs and Mimi; they cannot provide support.

"Mimi, are you alright?"

"Boss... I don't think I can go back to normal for now." Mimi, who covered the ship's exterior and helped it overcome gravity, was now like a leather suit that had been stretched countless times, extremely weak.

"What about you, Dog?"

"Hehehe..." The dog sniffed twice. "Boss, if you ask me to go fight, I will definitely go."

Whether we can win or not is another matter, isn't it?

Koji rolled his eyes. He didn't want to make things too difficult for the two devils. Instead, he prepared to suffer a little himself to get the trade license out and solve the current predicament.

His consciousness once again entered the pure white hall, and then the two deep green gems once again caught his eye.

Or... how about we try this?

Koji collected the dust and made it into another irregular dark green gem. Then, intuitively, he transferred the gem to Markus and Otto, allowing the two bodies that carried his will to crush the dark green gem at the same time.

The next second, something miraculous happened...

boom...

Iron boots tread on the metal floor, dispersing the thick fog. In the dim light of the bridge and the electrical sparks from system overload, a giant suddenly stands before the captain's throne.

Fese held his breath, as if he were a small prey that had caught the scent of a powerful predator. Sweat beaded on his forehead and trickled down his neck.

The other busy crew members on the bridge were the same; they stared blankly as the giant appeared in the thick fog. Even though they had seen similar beings before, they were still intimidated by the terrifying aura possessed by this giant.

"Wow, that's really useful..."

Komi stared at Markus, who was wearing gray Terminator power armor. The feeling of a will staring at each other through two bodies was quite strange. For a moment, Komi even forgot how to control the two of them.

"That's amazing..."

Marcus spoke in a deep voice, savoring the wonderful feeling after using the gem, then he left the bridge and raced towards the engine area of ​​the Punisher without stopping.

As soon as Markus left, Feses's almost frozen body returned to normal. He turned to look at Otto on the throne and asked, "Sage, was that a Space Marine just now?"

Otto replied softly with a mysterious smile, "Yes, Faith, that's a Space Marine, the Savior's warrior."

......

"Hahaha! This body is still the best! Charm, schemes, nothing can compare to the thrill of chopping everything down with a sharp axe!!" Komi controlled Markus's body, wielding a sharp axe to cut down the beastmen blocking his path. Although Otto could do the same, he relied more on his superior skills than on his unstoppable ferocity.

This is far superior to the Markarth Armor that Otto forged from his soul! I don't need to worry about how to obtain soul armor, nor do I need to worry about the rapid loss of my armor; I can just keep hacking my way through!

Chop it open! Split it in half! Chop it into pieces!

Komi didn't even bother to let Marcus use Professor Antoine's court swordsmanship; the sweeping, powerful slashes left terrible marks on the corridor walls.

After defeating wave after wave of beastmen and rescuing the dumbfounded armed crew, Komi arrived at the engine area. He kicked open the tightly closed gate with a series of stomps and then roared at the chaos before him.

"kill!!!"

The deafening roar made the Black Legion warriors turn their heads sharply, and even the demons who were eating the orcs and the redemption-type battle suits like snacks stopped what they were doing. Their eyes were fixed on the gray-armored giant at the door.

Chapter 608: Eat my...corpse!

Markarth's roar drew the attention of the Black Legion warriors, but the demons merely glanced at him before continuing to enjoy the orc's struggles.

“There’s a Space Marine here? He doesn’t look like a servant of the Corpse King, but rather an exile. He doesn’t have any symbols on him.” Deyanis, the captain of the Black Legion boarding squad, murmured. Markus looked mysterious and ancient through his visor, like a hermit who didn’t care about worldly affairs. They had seen many similar people in the war.

Some Space Marines will abandon their heavy duties for various reasons, such as amnesia or weariness of combat. They will live in anonymity among ordinary people.

Such a choice was naturally despised by Deyanis and his men. Space Marines are born to rule over mortals, but you shamelessly mingle with them, and even rush out to oppose us in the name of protecting life and goodness when we are slaughtering them. It is utterly ridiculous.

And the gray-armored terminator in the distance is probably the same; living an ordinary, uneventful life among mortals, only to step forward when the apocalypse arrives, using his long-abandoned combat skills to protect the insignificant mortals...

“Ha, another idiot… but this idiot is wearing a Terminator suit, what a waste of this good stuff.” A raptor equipped with a jump pack squeaked, a sharp, bird-like hiss coming from his throat. “We should take it back, and then think about who should get to use it.”

"That thing is mine, and none of you can take it!" One of the Havoc members picked up his Reaper Gatling gun and fired at Markus without waiting for Deyanis's orders.

Of course, Komi was unaware that he had been seen as a weak and vulnerable lamb by the Black Legion warriors. At that moment, he quickly scanned the battlefield and determined which precarious corner needed his support the most. Then he saw a barrage of bullets raining down on him.

Hehe...that's really interesting...

If it were Otto's body, Komi would definitely have to find a sturdy cover and carefully maneuver around such an attack. But Markus was wearing a well-made Terminator power armor, which even a man-portable missile with an armor-piercing warhead could not penetrate his chest.

But the Cataclysm knew this too, and tried his best to control the barrage of bullets to hit the Terminator's power armor's weaker gaps, but Komi wouldn't let him have his way.

Wearing the Terminator power armor means gaining greater strength, but also a slight decrease in speed and agility. This is almost imperceptible to ordinary people, but quite noticeable to Space Marines whose reflexes are measured in microseconds.

However, Marcus was not bound by this general rule. When he ran in his Terminator power armor, he was as fast as a lightly armored scout.

"Too fast!" Havoc, who was under the immense recoil of the Reaper Gatling gun, was startled by Markus's movements. He had only seen similar speeds from those enchanted Terminator elites who were fused with demons.

"They're a formidable opponent, don't let your guard down!"

Deyanis understood the importance of protecting the firepower output points, and immediately commanded his subordinates to block Markars's inevitable path. As for the warp demons that were rampaging here according to their nature, they were powerless to summon them, and they were only spared from their attacks because of the Black Legion's chaotic eight-pointed star rune.

"The Terminator is strong, but there's only one. Caution and caution will ensure we defeat this powerful enemy!" Deyanis encouraged the squad's morale. Raptors suppressed their bloodlust and flew to the side. Black Legion warriors formed a line in front of the Cataclysm, raising their weapons and joining the Cataclysm's symphony of fire.

Markars' charge was not slowed down by the barrage of bullets. He held a double-edged axe formed from his soul, an axe that had shattered the struggling bodies of countless demons in hundreds of battles where he harvested demon soul bricks.

As Marcus approached the Black Legion warriors, he could sense their tension and eagerness. Several bold and reckless Black Legion warriors drew their chainswords and charged forward. In the clash of their weapons, they lost their balance and nearly dropped their weapons.

Marcus wanted to continue the pursuit and cut these reckless Black Legion warriors in two, but the raptor lurking to his side immediately activated its jump pack and charged forward, forcing Marcus to deal with its attack first.

The raptors' charge was swift and powerful. Their backpacks, spewing crimson flames, propelled their heavy bodies at an incredible speed. Even without being sharpened, their bloodletting fighting knives could crush their enemies to death with sheer force.

But he clearly underestimated the dexterity of Markars's axe. With a flick of his wrist, the massive Soul Axe vanished. He reached out, spun around, and grabbed the Raptor's helmet, crushing it to pieces in an instant.

The raptor died instantly during the fight, but his power armor was still working diligently. Markus felt the power given to the corpse by the jump pack in his hands, and suddenly a strange idea popped into his mind.

Markus grinned, grabbed the raptor's ankle with a quick release, and then used the raptor's carcass as a weapon to smash it against the Black Legion warriors in front of him, like Reinhardt's power sledgehammer in Overwatch.

Caught off guard, the two Black Legion warriors were sent flying on the spot, but they did not suffer any physical injuries; they were simply deeply shocked.

Deyanis gritted his teeth, drew his weapon, and stepped forward. He dodged Marcus's attacks twice in a row, and in the counterattack, he cut the raptor's carcass in half. Then he felt a huge sense of crisis rise from the bottom of his heart.

Marcus didn't continue his attack with the raptor's mangled carcass. Instead, he took a step back, grabbed the raptor's legs with both hands, and spun it around rapidly in place.

When he let go, the mutilated corpse flew towards the distant Havoc where ammunition was being replaced.