Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

In this moment of despair, they prayed to the Emperor, and he answered...

A warrior engulfed in flames opened the hatch, with piles of harmless monster ashes at his feet.

The teachers and children were stunned, watching in disbelief as the fire warrior walked away and, with a speed beyond human comprehension, incinerated the monsters into harmless ashes. The fate of the pilgrimage ship was altered; the fire warrior's appearance pleased the circulatory system's spirit, causing matter to flow once more, sustaining them until they reached the next supply port...

The story ends here. Sage Semin wasn't particularly interested in it, only adding it to his database as an interesting topic of conversation. If his colleagues told him about interesting things happening in the galaxy, he wouldn't be without similar stories to respond to.

The Emperor's Undead Warriors?

What a ridiculous concept!

Sage Sem preferred to believe that it was merely a hallucination experienced by a mortal on the verge of starvation, and that the one who saved the teacher and children was simply an armed crew member equipped with a flamethrower! Then, through the irrational embellishments of the mortal, he transformed into a mysterious guardian deity!

If there truly were such undead warriors, Sage Sem felt they wouldn't appear on an ordinary pilgrimage ship, but rather in the solemn world of tombs. After all, the imperial soldiers buried there were no ordinary people; they were all men who had made outstanding contributions in their duties.

But now... looking at Markus's image, Sage Sem felt he should take out this concept he had once mocked and analyze it properly.

The absence of the Skyhawk on the chest signifies that one does not belong to any faction.

His enmity with the demons and the Black Legion signifies his loyalty to the Emperor.

The gray armor is covered with skull reliefs; is this a tribute to the dead?

As for flames... he doesn't have a single flame on him.

What about something that resembles fire?

That axe! That axe that suddenly vanished and then suddenly reappeared! It was as if it had been forged from the fire of the soul!

Sage Sem felt the possibility was growing stronger, and finally he mustered his courage and asked Markus, "My lord, could you... summon your weapon?"

"What? Do you want to get chopped up?" Komi teased.

Sage Semi immediately shook his head and said, "I just wanted to test an idea in my mind."

With a flick of his wrist, the Soul Axe appeared; with another flick, it vanished. Sage Sem recorded all of this, then he bowed tremblingly to Markus.

"My lord! You are the Emperor's warrior! His ghostly warrior!"

Komi was stunned. He never expected the Sage of Symme to give him such an answer. He originally thought the Sage of Symme would say that he was the Black Shield from Death Watch.

Just as he was about to shake his head in denial, Koji suddenly remembered something and immediately shut his mouth.

Huh? This Sage of Sem says I'm a Ghost Warrior. Might as well use this identity! After all, the Emperor really does have Ghost Warriors, an existence known as the Cursed Legion.

Komi narrowed his eyes. In this era before the Great Rift unfolded and when the Emperor's signal was not very good, the Cursed Legion was not even a legend, because very few people had seen them. Even if someone had seen them, no one would have believed that they were real, even if they were fighting alongside a group of Space Marines.

In that case, may I borrow it for a moment?

It just so happens that I look like a dead person, which makes it easier to explain to Azrael and the others, and maybe I can even fool the demon Masked Dancer.

He's very knowledgeable and must know what the Cursed Legion is all about.

After understanding this, Komi nodded slightly, acknowledging Sage Sam's statement. However, in order to avoid attracting the wrath of the person in question in the future, Komi made a small change to his name.

"I am the Legion of the Dead under the Savior's command, bearing His will to fight against the enemies of darkness and to redeem your souls who have not yet atoned for their sins."

Upon hearing this, the orcs beside Sage Sem looked on in disbelief. They blinked and knelt before Markars, muttering things like how it was too much of a luxury for them, sinful people, to receive such merciful care from their savior.

Komi was very satisfied with the spirit of these people. They looked just like the Kriegs, except that the Emperor would not meet with the Kriegs and pat them on the shoulder to praise them for doing a good job, but he could really pretend to be the savior and praise their sacrifice and dedication.

"So, great sinner, are you leaving after dealing with these demons?" Sage Sem was also excited. Although he did not have a body that could be transformed by the beast brew, and according to Otto's theory, he had no sins to atone for, he was still a little worried that his performance would disappoint his savior.

Komi replied, "My mission is not yet complete. The battle outside the subspace is fierce and brutal, and countless souls need my help."

"Then we can go out now! I'm all ready!"

“No, no rush.” Komi walked toward the orcs beside Sage Sem, his gaze fixed on their distinctive bulletproof armor. “Give these to me. Your souls have been redeemed, and so have theirs.”

Chapter 612: My Soldiers, All Animists

The soldiers were taken aback. Following Marcus's gaze, they looked at themselves and realized that he was referring to the Xuan-style defensive armor plates that were stuck in their uniforms.

These Xuan-style defensive armor plates were not produced specifically for them. They were just fragments of combat suits that had not been damaged in a battle. They were removed when new armor plates were being replaced and were prepared to be melted down and reshaped in the furnace. The soldiers made the most of them, recycling some of the usable armor plates to strengthen their own armor.

There's a reason they select the fragments: they only pick up those armor pieces that weep for their complete destiny. And hearing the weeping of armor pieces isn't something everyone can do; only those who consider the machine spirit their inseparable family can hear these subtle sounds.

The soldiers, who believed that every machine, even every part, possessed a soul, also believed in this principle.

Like artillery shells, armor plates only experience supreme glory and joy the moment their mission is accomplished; no soldier can rob these machine spirits of their pursuit. To hoard them and let loneliness consume their souls is an unforgivable sin. To ensure that every machine is used to its fullest potential is the greatest respect and care one can show to its machine spirit.

Sometimes, the armor plates discarded from combat uniforms were too fragmented, and welding them onto standard bulletproof breastplates would look terrible. So the soldiers used their ingenuity to hand over large amounts of shaved hair to the quartermaster, waiting for the servitors to process and make them into warm coats.

They took off their coats and wore them over their bulletproof breastplates. Then they made many pockets on the inside of their clothes to insert armor plates, making them more aesthetically pleasing and comfortable, and preventing them from looking like a group of orcish hard-shelled lads who collected scrap metal on the battlefield to make armor.

The soldiers were so excited and nervous that they were clumsy and it took them a while to deliver the life-saving Xuan-style defensive armor plates to Marcus.

Komi used Marcus's body to examine the Genshiki defensive armor plate in his hand. He had been trying his best to promote this amazing equipment in his army, but he had never used it much himself.

To explain why, we need to look at it from two perspectives.

One reason is the frequent battles on the Punisher's side, which has led to a significant drain on the Xuan-style defensive armor.

Another point is that Komi has not yet trained skilled craftsmen who can act on their will in the Flawless City. Bennett has this talent, but he is unwilling to use it. Komi feels that he should take some time to do some ideological work with him. It is also time for the development of the Flawless City to enter the next stage.

Komi attached the Genshiki defensive armor plate to his body and fixed it with his soul, making his Terminator power armor look even more unique. Komi believed that this disguise should make the Masked Dancer think for a while and prevent him from recognizing him at a glance.

After completing all preparations, Komi addressed the group, "Now let's leave this chaotic subspace and return to reality to support our comrades!"

At the same time, Otto's order was also issued, and the entire ship struggled but was unstoppable in breaking free from the storm's clutches and returning to the battlefield of the Tarantis system.

The location where the Punisher appeared was carefully chosen by Otto using the Spirit Bird Divination Instrument, ensuring it was not within the firing range of any warship, thus giving Komi precious time to analyze the entire battlefield situation.

Admiral Luvansberg and his Imperial Navy were indeed brave and fearless, charging into the Chaos Fleet and taking advantage of the superior overall structure of their ships.

The Chaos warships dared not engage the Imperial Navy in a head-on confrontation. Instead, they used their range advantage to maneuver and circle around the Imperial Navy. After all, the powered spears mounted on the bow of the Skyhawk were no joke; if they hit the right spot, they could kill them all without a trace.

Only those ships directly controlled by the Chaos Warband and Imperial warships were pressed tightly together, blasting each other with broadside cannons, boarding torpedoes, and landing craft without restraint, fighting to see who would bleed dry first.

Amidst the chaos, Koken suddenly realized that no one was paying attention to his Punisher; everyone was busy with their own battles and had no time to notice what was happening around them.

But amidst the chaos, there were also some things that stood out too much.

The Black Legion's flagship, the Vengeful Spirit, had somehow returned to the vicinity of the star, protecting the Blackrock Fortress from being affected by its power supply. The energy fluctuations emanating from the three Blackrock Fortresses were so great that none of the Sage's devices could fully record them.

The star, whose temperature had dropped considerably, also experienced a temperature rise once again under the influence of the Blackrock Fortress, but the rise was so rapid that it was as unsettling as the last flash of its lifespan.

When Blackrock Fortress is fully charged, all the energy of this star will be detonated, destroying the entire Imperial fleet in the energy torrent, and the citizens of Tarantis will have no chance of survival.

Koji knew he had to stop this from happening, so he ordered Otto to command the wrecked Punisher toward Blackrock Fortress to stop Abaddon's actions.

During the voyage, Komi also received many messages from the Imperial fleet. Azrael and the Dark Angels were eliminating the enemies that were entangled with them and would soon be able to support Otto's operations.

Admiral Speyer also broke through the encirclement, dodging torpedoes coming from behind to provide Otto with all his support.

Soon, a small, battle-hardened fleet gathered around the Punisher, which fueled a burning desire for killing in Abaddon, who was watching the entire battlefield.

"He's back... that damned fake saint, he's back!" Abaddon said through gritted teeth. He had never felt such an urge to kill someone in his life, but today Otto had done it.

The Exterminator's actions also proved another fact to Abaddon: the Black Legion warriors he sent in for the second time were also completely wiped out.

By that calculation, he has already lost a company of Space Marines on the Exterminator! Including the Gene Seed that was not retrieved in time, the Exterminator can be said to have killed two hundred soldiers who were loyal to his cause.

Despicable! He deserves to die!

Abaddon decided to take his personal guard and get rid of Otto, this annoying problem, once and for all. He had had enough of the slippery ship, the Exterminator, darting around right under his nose.

But before that, he needs to make sure that there are no problems with the Blackrock Fortress's charging operation.

"Fakus Kaber, guard Blackrock Fortress well, and don't let the Corpse King's minions interfere with the operation of the weapons!"

"Yes, Commander! I will protect the core of these fortresses with my life!"

"That's good..."

Abaddon nodded in satisfaction. He trusted Keiber's abilities; after all, the guy had been the captain of the Legion's Gastrin Terminator squad and possessed astonishing combat power. Most chapter leaders had no chance of defeating him, and even that annoying Masked Dancer couldn't break through the impenetrable wall formed by Keiber and the Despairbringer in a short time.

At his command, the wizards aboard the Vengeance Soul sprang into action, pinpointing the location of the Exterminator and directing the Great Warmaster and his guards through the warp portal directly to the Exterminator's heart.

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This didn't take them too much effort, since the Void Shield of the Punisher was so shaky that it looked like a child's touch could shatter it instantly.

Just as Abaddon and his Wolf Brothers stood in the center of the ritual site, preparing to teleport to the Exterminator to wreak havoc, he suddenly heard a deep hum coming from the rear of the Vengeful Spirit. His gaze fell on the huge ground-level window of the bridge and he discovered that the Black Rock Fortress, which Keber had sworn to protect, had stopped charging.

"What happened, Keber?!"

Before Abaddon's roar could even travel, he was transported to the Punisher. Meanwhile, on the other side, Cabo was also puzzled by the sudden offline status of a Blackrock Fortress, but a distress signal from the Blackrock Fortress garrison explained everything.

A group of orcs... a bunch of bastards, suddenly appeared from behind them!

These bastards were naturally Redhead's subordinates. They were assigned by Koken to stand in front of the net gate of the Eye of the Faraway Fortress, waiting for Abaddon to activate the Blackrock Fortress weapons to launch a surprise attack.

When the fortress weapons are activated, the surging energy is quite conspicuous in the complex network, just like a parent who gets up in the dark won't ignore the light from their child secretly playing on the computer leaking out from under the door.

As soon as the light appeared, Lusni, who had been appointed by Redhead as the captain of the Fart Elf Special Forces, excitedly led all the Fart Elfs inside. They were arguably the most elite group of Fart Elfs under Redhead's command.

Each person was equipped with a thick armor called "incredibly tough," made of scrap metal welded together layer upon layer. Although its defensive capabilities couldn't compare to the Xuan-style armor plated with mountain patterns, it was still quite effective in the eyes of the scoundrels. If the Imperial soldiers equipped with laser guns encountered it, they could only use the laser to remove the rust and then settle the matter with bayonets.

The weapons used by the Pit Elves are also quite sophisticated. Unlike the Orcs, who believe that the bigger and more numerous the barrels, the better the weapon, the Pit Elves are clearer about what they want, and therefore make some compromises in their gun design.

These guys are basically bad boys who are good at long-range sniping, so a high-magnification scope is definitely indispensable for them!

The scoundrels have too thin arms and legs and are too short. Carrying a gun that is too big will only hinder their movement. Therefore, the gun should be as short as possible, preferably only slightly larger than the palm of your hand.

Knowing they are not good at close combat, the spies must ensure they have a chance to escape when the enemy gets close, so they also have a shotgun with a strong recoil that can send them flying!

Finally, the idiots really love to eat spicy spores. Every idiot carries a lot with them when they go out. Sometimes they would rather carry fewer magazines than not carry more spicy spores that they grow under their beds!

Since that's the case, let's not waste it. Spicy spores can also be used as ammunition! The bastards filled the spicy spores into the strange barrels whose structure would cause the Sage of the Sem to crash at a glance, and fired out plumes of smoke that could make people cough up their brains, based on nonsensical reasoning.

These idiots can even light their fingernails on fire and place them in front of the spore launcher to create a makeshift flamethrower.

This type of firearm, which integrates many functions, has a compact structure, and is extremely unstable in operation, is called "Anything" by the idiots!

It means that as long as the scoundrel has this gun, he won't need any guns for the rest of his life.

In Lusni's team, there is also a group of shrew mechs. The combination of the agile and fragile skinny mechs and the heavy and clumsy fat mechs makes them an enemy that can give even a lone Space Marine a headache.

The skinny man's spear could pierce the Space Marine's thickest shoulder armor, while the fat man's heavy shield could withstand a single shot from the Leman Rustank's main cannon.

These heavily armed spies advanced rapidly through the network tunnels, soon reaching the gate to the core of Blackrock Fortress. Their cunning nature wouldn't allow them to appear so brazenly before the fortress's guards, so they took out their prepared disguises.

Those were metal plates cut into the outlines of Space Marines and drawn in the shape of Black Legion warriors. The bastards walked out of the net gate with these metal plates on their heads.