Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

The smell of blood wasn't strong; rather, due to the lack of air circulation, the blood had rotted and fermented, eventually creating a strong, foul odor that filled Komi's nose.

Putting all that aside, the most conspicuous thing in the room is a wall studded with trophies.

Armor fragments from various warbands were laid out on the smooth wall, and through the combination of outlines and colors, these fragments were eventually pieced together to form a blurry human face.

Angron, the Primarch of the Red Sands, the Devourer of Worlds.

Tsk tsk tsk...

Sighing at Markarth's fanatical devotion to his Primarch, Komi gently stroked Angron's portrait, saying, "It's a pity Angron doesn't love you hounds..."

After calming himself down, Koji swept the skull mound that was piled up on his bed to the ground with one hand, and lay on it in his armor, contemplating life.

Komi took out that simple table used to analyze combat strength again to check his current situation.

Chapter 95: Taking the Emperor's Son as a Dog

Physical strength: Space Marine level.

Soul strength: Mortal + Space Marine?

Komi tapped his fingers on the metal bed frame; the repetitive sound helped ease his anxiety.

By browsing through his former master's memories, Komi realized that this World Eater named Markus was no pushover either.

Although they are far behind those first-tier Space Marines with well-known names, such as Abaddon, Kayan, Kahn, and Honso.

However, he is far more powerful than a regular Space Marine. If placed in a less well-known chapter, he could definitely become a company commander. With Komi's Unifying Divinity, becoming a chapter commander is not a fantasy.

Currently, the only thing hindering Komi's combat effectiveness is this overly ancient armor; many of his devices have lost their effectiveness, and his combat potions are completely depleted.

To put it bluntly, once the power source stops working, this armor immediately becomes a heavy lump of terracotta, which can only slow down Komi's movements.

As for the strength of the soul, that left Koken somewhat uncertain.

The miner's mortal soul must have remained, and Markus's Space Marine soul was also devoured and assimilated by Koken, the two becoming one.

Without a doubt, it was the Fifth God who orchestrated this behind the scenes.

When the gods find a toy they like, they will definitely play with it until they get tired of it before discarding it.

Komi thought for a long time, but couldn't understand in what direction he had attracted the attention of this fifth god.

Intelligent? Powerful?

Neither...

Could it be the precious knowledge in my mind?

Gu Jian instinctively covered his head, feeling as if something was poking at his skull.

After much thought, Komi couldn't find a good way to get rid of the influence of the Fifth God, and could only sigh in sorrow.

The sound of knocking on the wall interrupted Komi's thoughts. He peeked out the door and saw Bennett standing obediently outside, knocking on the wall.

Bennett was puzzled by Komi's strange behavior of not closing the door, but he didn't say it directly.

Koji did this simply because he couldn't stand the stench in the room and was too lazy to bother pulling on the rusty door.

"Bennett, is there something you need?"

Perhaps because Komi's question was too polite, Bennett paused for a moment before showing Komi the Antoine he had dragged over with some respect, saying, "Antoine's condition is a bit abnormal right now. He has lost his senses because of Sharon's magic, which will drive him crazy and cause us a lot of trouble. I think only you can calm him down."

Bennett's reminder brought back memories of Antoine's roar. At the time, he had assumed the emperor's son had been given some kind of drug and hadn't paid much attention.

One glory and one glory.

That damned curse served as a timely reminder to Koken, forcing him to investigate the condition of the emperor's son.

Bennett continued, “When you subdued Antoine just now, I saw a glimmer of hope on his desperate face. It’s clear that your attack made him feel something.”

Komi raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "Could it be that the Fifth God's blessing, which has a slight purifying effect, is working?"

The close contact temporarily dispelled another curse on Antoine, allowing him to briefly regain consciousness...

It seems the new demon that Sharon traded isn't very high-ranking.

If that's the case, wouldn't Antoine be just a servant I can order around at will? Having more henchmen would be great.

“Okay.” Komi nodded. “I can give it a try. After all, this damn guy’s screaming is too annoying. I don’t want to have to listen to him yell every day from now on.”

Bennett immediately took action, conjuring a thin needle and inserting it deep behind Antoine's ear. Then, he flicked the end of the needle with his finger, and the subtle vibration reached Antoine's brain, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

The Midnight Lord's penchant for skinning and torturing people made Bennett a master of human anatomy.

The bloodshot eyes of the hedonist made Koji uncomfortable, not to mention the morbid craving and dissatisfaction mixed in with them.

Antoine struggled in the chains, making it difficult for Bennett to retrieve his needle.

“Brother Markus…Brother Markus…I had a pitch-black dream, a dream where I couldn’t hear or see anything…Please hit me! Stab me! Let me feel the existence of life!”

"Quiet down, you fragrant castrated duck." Instead of giving Antoine a few punches as a favor because of his pleas, Gu Jian squatted down and approached Antoine, arousing his desire.

After all, it's quite interesting.

Antoine wanted to say something more, and in his eagerness, he even spat out a lot of saliva like a crab.

Komi pressed her finger to his lips and said, "If I hit you just because you say so, wouldn't I lose face? A glorious warrior should challenge powerful enemies, not get too involved with you pleasure-seeking, decadent trash."

Bennett stood to the side with his arms crossed, finding it hard to believe that Marcus could speak such a long passage so fluently.

Just think about their tiny fighting gang of only five people.

Sharon is an idiot who has gone mad from chanting scriptures, and he can even be so frightened by black birds that he loses his fighting ability.

Ferren is a gluttonous and overly curious pig-headed guy, and many accidents are caused by his constant touching and fiddling.

Antoine was a madman who would do anything when addicted, and he would not hesitate to sell his dignity and honor in order to get some powerful stimulants.

Marcus is even more of a heavyweight, no different from a robot powered by blood batteries.

Of all these people, only Bennett, the Lord of the Night, maintained a rare clarity of mind, using Markus's obsession with killing and blood to save his own life and theirs several times.

Such a clever and powerful person as himself had to condescend to mingle with them. If the other Night Lords heard this, they would laugh themselves to death.

If it weren't for the thought that dying alongside these worthless people would be even more humiliating, Bennett would have already found a secluded, dark place to end his own life.

Once the curse was broken, Bennett vowed that the first thing he would do was to torture his teammates one by one.

Bennett's complex inner thoughts remain unknown. Komi only torments Antoine's remaining rationality, coaxing him to say the words he wants to hear amidst his tearful cries.

"Please, Brother Markus..."

"Brother? Who's your brother?"

“Markus… Master Markus… my good master, please, just once, just once, hit me here. That utterly meaningless void is killing me…”

"Since you've submitted to me... you'd better accept this punch with gratitude."

Komi aimed a punch at Antoine's face, which was covered in punctures, and punched him hard, causing blood to gush out and flesh to become a bloody mess.

Antoine's eyes rolled back, and after letting out a blissful cry, he convulsed under the restraints of his chains.

“Alright, maybe this will make him behave. Take him away, and don’t let me hear this bastard groaning.” Komi ordered Bennett matter-of-factly.

Bennett cursed Komi's rudeness in his heart, but he didn't stop what he was doing, dragging Antoine to a corner and ignoring him.

Chapter 96: Preparing for the Robbery

From then on, Antoine regarded Komi as his master, and every eight hours he would go to Komi to get a punch, using this pain to wash away the pain of emptiness.

Sharon has been trying to avoid Antoine these past few days, which suggests he understands that Antoine's hatred for him is enough to make him forget the curse of being bound together in life and death.

The Blind Faith-class raider navigates the ever-changing subspace, accelerating and decelerating amidst the ebb and flow of souls. Even the most experienced navigators cannot provide an accurate time of travel.

Komi was busy with her work, integrating Markus's memories and getting familiar with the Space Marines' fast-paced combat rhythm.

If I were to face that judge with this kind of body, I would definitely be able to withstand the influence of the Exorcising Death Domain and crush his head.

As for the Fifth God who has never shown his face, Komi decided not to think about him. He was too worried and hesitant to help in any way.

Another day mechanically came to an end. The clock, which had never been touched by Ferren, ticked, its sound echoing in the ghost ship with only five living people. Komi was speechless at his own intimate connection with the number five.

Komi suddenly felt his body flickering, constantly switching between reality and illusion.

Feeling a sense of familiarity mixed with confusion, he arrived at the bridge where everyone often gathered. Sharon was standing in front of the huge observation window, loudly praising the ancient greatness of the subspace.

"Aren't you worried about the strange things on your body?" Koji asked from afar, Sharon's body flickering just like his.

Even when Komi walked from his room to the bridge, the entire warship underwent the same change.

"May the gospel of the dark gods spread throughout the galaxy..." Sharon ended his prayer as Komi asked.

If there's anyone he doesn't want to mess with, it's Marcus, who went from being abnormal to becoming normal again.

There's a saying that goes, "When a madman appears normal, it only means he's reached the extreme of madness, to the point that others can't see the true nature of his madness from his words and actions."

Sharon stood up and looked at Komi, then explained, "It's just one of the ship's little quirks."

"Preferences? Besides the ghost crew, what other secrets does she have?"

"She can periodically travel between the real world and the subspace, without any discernible pattern. Some of these trips have brought us a lot of wealth, while others have left us in dire straits."

"So we're heading to the real universe?" Komi stepped on the metal deck. This ship really was as Bennett had said, possessing considerable research value.

If this can be exploited, an ambitious warlord could launch a surprise attack on any part of the empire, just like the Eldar pirates who controlled the entrances and exits of the Web.

"Based on past experience, we may enter the real universe in ten minutes."

"So when will you come back again?"

"When the ship calls to us, she will wait for us, like a mother who is unwilling to leave her child to explore the dark world alone."

Koken was surprised to see Sharon so serious; it seemed that this Word Bearer was still worthy of the identity of a Space Marine as long as he didn't get involved in missionary work.

Since it wasn't anything to worry about, Komi had nothing more to ask. After waiting for ten minutes, the dilapidated ghost ship disappeared into the subspace and then reappeared out of thin air in the real universe.

This is a barren star system, and no planet has been developed into a large, populated community.

Only some mechs and mining equipment operate day and night on these planets. The mechanical monks, living a life of hardship, are like old shepherds, repairing the damage to their mechs and praising the greatness and immortality of the Myriad Machines God amidst the sounds of the mining equipment.

This place could bring tears to the eyes of even the poorest pirates; they could plunder the entire land and still not recoup the cost of fuel.

However, although this galaxy is poor, it is a uniquely stable place. The chaotic winds of the subspace are inexplicably orderly and stable here, making it full of valuable research value.