Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Gu Jian didn't know which of these speculations, which were so popular among Hammer fans, was more credible. He was more inclined to link the creation of the Machine Soul to the subspace.

Faith can unite and even create deities.

For example, the Supreme God of the Tau Empire looks like he was created by the human people who were subdued by the Tau Empire during its expansion and worshipped day and night.

If even a concept as young as the Supreme Good Path, relative to the Milky Way, can form a secondary subspace god under the worship of humans in several star sectors, then there is no reason why the Machine Soul, which has been worshipped by the Mechanicus for even longer, should not give birth to a Machine Soul god.

Or it could simply be an authority of Omnesia, the god of machines whose existence is unknown.

At least that's what Komi thought. He couldn't prove his theory was correct, nor could he pull the ecstatic Bennett away.

Then he shouted: Let me taste this airdrop capsule!

That's weird.

The emotional connection between the man and the machine was powerful enough to cause the mechanical clerk to crash on the spot, and then he would turn around and try it out for himself.

Hella's systems, affected by the demonic whispers, functioned smoothly, allowing fuel to flow into the engine through the open valves.

100% fuel!

200% thrust!

Bennett only cared about satisfying Hela's needs!

The remaining questions will be answered by the subspace!

Hela returned through the gap in the palace roof, while Komi observed the palace from a blurry screen.

Everywhere were demon servants brought by the Eternal Demon Lord, who chuckled and conjured fireballs to hurl at the palace. These inanimate objects, fused with Shaka, convulsed and trembled as they burned.

The keeper is finished...

Unless she still has something good hidden, there is no way she could have survived the Demon Lord's revenge.

Returning to the warship, bidding farewell to Hela.

Bennett and Koji didn't even have time to pull the injured Ferren, Antoine, and Sharon out of the airdrop pod before rushing toward the bridge.

The warship was embedded in a tall tower, and the thrust not from the engine was slowly lifting it off the tower's pressure. Debris and rubble were falling on the warship, and to speed up the escape process, they needed to add fuel to the fire.

"Fire the cannon!"

Bennett shouted into the loudspeaker, and the ghost crew responded by pulling a huge shell into the cannon barrel.

The salvo from the cannons caused the palace to collapse in the explosion, and the warship was also completely shaken off its spire, allowing it to move at full speed toward the shattered steel fortress.

As they moved further away from the palace, the sounds of it collapsing in the flames gradually faded away.

Bennett finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto the deck, laughing heartily in celebration of their narrow escape from death.

“That was a close call, we were one step away from death. And it’s all your fault, you madman…” Bennett continued to complain, looking at Komi who only had one arm left, “We shouldn’t have gotten involved in this trouble. It’s all because of your boredom and madness that we were put in danger.”

"Hahaha..." Komi chuckled dryly. He certainly couldn't admit that he was being influenced by some mysterious being, so he replied, mimicking what Faerûn had said before, "Although we gained nothing, it certainly made our boring voyage quite interesting, didn't it? Imagine if you met Koz someday, you could tell him this story with Hela. I've even thought of a title: 'Hela and I, along with our incompetent teammates, annihilated the great demon Slaanesh,' how about that?"

"Your sense of humor is really nothing to write home about."

Reminded by Komi, Bennett immediately recalled his hallucinatory dream and asked nervously, "What did you see?"

“I was the first among you to break free from the illusion…” Komi did not answer the question directly, but it was enough for Bennett to understand something.

He helplessly raised his hands in surrender to Koji, then stood up and rubbed his stiff back, saying, "Let's go... let's pull them out and treat them while we're at it."

“My blood can actually be used as medicine,” Komi reminded him.

"Is this why Elaine didn't die of illness before Ferren?"

"almost."

“The Blood God really values ​​you…” Bennett replied meaningfully.

"You want one too?"

"Me? Forget it, I only need Hela."

The two ran to the helipad. Bennett was heartbroken by the remaining chaotic corrosion on Hela's armor. As he dragged Feren, Antoine, and Sharon out, he promised Hela that he would repair her beautifully once they reached the Shattered Steel Fortress.

Hela expressed her inner joy by rotating the turret.

Komi leaned against a pillar and slowly sat down. He needed to catch his breath and let his body rest. His strenuous activity had greatly affected the body's repair processes; he would need to sleep for a few days to recover.

"Master...are you alright?" Elaine walked over, looking at the hideous wounds on the Komi armor and the emptiness beneath the shoulder armor with a worried expression.

"It's alright, I won't die." Koji replied calmly, all his anger gradually subsiding with his breathing, making him feel a rare sense of drowsiness. He enjoyed this moment so much that he forgot the frustration of not being able to get the ancient coin.

Ferren's attitude towards life is indeed commendable; he focuses on the positive aspects of life and cherishes those precious moments.

The dog was standing next to Komi, making a retching face.

No one paid attention to the dog's unusual behavior. Koji only knew that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and drowsiness was creeping over him.

"Gaga! Where do you want to go?"

A bird's call startled Komi awake, and he sprang to his feet.

His body, which had relaxed for a moment and then suddenly tensed up again, felt like it was being torn apart. Komi drew his tactical dagger and became alert to his surroundings.

A wisp of shadow flowed down from the ceiling, quickly forming the shape of the ever-changing demon lord.

After killing Shaka, who had wronged him, this ever-changing demon lord had no intention of letting the rest of the living go.

"Ah...you guys look quite amusing." The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord chuckled, delighted by this drama of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

He knew that the spell-breaking techniques he had taught the Eldar prophet Novia, and the clumsy and hopeless Sharon, would come in handy at the most crucial moment.

When it comes to observing fate, the Ever-Changing Demon Lord is never modest.

Seemingly believing that the old, weak, sick, and disabled before him posed no threat, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord threw his head back and laughed heartily. He held up a finger and announced that everyone would become a piece of his magnificent crystal collection.

Chapter 125: When victory was assured, they began to act out.

Komi held a dagger, Bennett stood on the other side of the Eternal Demon Lord, and Hela had exhausted her rockets and bombs in the process of fighting Shaka, so she could only shine a laser beam on the Eternal Demon Lord's body from the side.

I've defeated two powerful demons in a row... I'm getting pretty good treatment...

Koji gave a wry smile, grabbed his dagger, and charged forward with Bennett.

With a flick of his finger, the Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations sent the two flying through the air.

His bright yellow beak curved into a pleased smile as he used his psionic energy to construct syringes filled with crystal solution, which only needed to be poured onto the two people and left to set in 9 seconds.

"Wait a moment!"

Elaine raised her hand and shouted, a move she made in desperation, but to her surprise, the Demon Lord of Myriad Changes actually stopped what he was doing and looked at her.

"Hmm... a navigator." The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord was very interested in Elaine. His star-like eyes analyzed Elaine's body and soul. "Without the protection of the Geller's Field, how do you ensure that your soul is not subject to the blessings of the gods?"

"Because...because..." Elaine's mind was a little dazed, but she still forced herself to say, "Because my devout faith protects my soul..."

As if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, as ridiculous as the Great Demon Khorne being raped by the Great Demon Slaanesh, the Demon Lord of a Thousand Faces let out a piercing laugh and pointed at Elaine without mercy, saying, "Pious faith? Your faith is filthy and confused, as unstable as a wooden wall eaten away by termites. If you are truly devout, then the Human Empire should use my image as its national emblem! Ahahahaha!"

When Elaine's conflicting emotions were exposed, her face flushed red and then turned pale. She suppressed these unnecessary emotions and quickly glanced at Komi, who was being held firmly to the ground, to calm herself down.

Demons are not scary... They are cowardly... foolish... and even make serious mistakes when victory is assured...

Elaine took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes, she was resolute. She knew that in the eyes of this ever-changing demon lord, she was no threat whatsoever, not even an ant. So she boldly took a few steps forward.

"Oh? This is beyond my expectations." The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord was puzzled by Elaine's inexplicable bravery. In his understanding, mortals would be terrified and go mad just from catching a glimpse of his shadow.

But change is always a good thing, whether it's controllable or uncontrollable.

The great Lord of Destiny once said: There is only one terror in this world, and that is when all changes disappear and only a certain path remains, operating irreversibly.

Everything is under control.

The Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations thought smugly as he continued to admire the strange power within Elaine's soul, a power that seemed to possess a mixture of all sorts of qualities.

"As a Demon Lord of a Thousand Faces... do you control everything?" Elaine inquired. "If this isn't a lie, does it prove that no matter your state, you can always ensure a backup plan is ready to be implemented?"

The Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations replied generously, “That’s right, you strange and weak mortals. I have already mastered advantages that you cannot even imagine, and no matter what you struggle, it will be of no use.”

The Demon Lord lowered his voice, spread his wings, and with an even stronger sense of oppression, exposed Elaine's ulterior motives in their casual conversation, "You want to buy time for your masters? It's completely useless. They can only continue to endure powerless suffering in the false hope you've created, like a candle flickering in the wind... Hahaha..."

"You are indeed all-knowing. My little tricks are as foolish as a firefly comparing its brilliance to the sun in front of you."

He seemed to be in a great mood after killing Shaka with his own hands, or perhaps Shaka had cast a narcissistic and self-pitying curse on the Demon Lord before his death. He was quite pleased with Elaine's praise and decided to make her one of his best collections because of her sweet words and special personality.

Elaine's mind raced, and she made a small request to the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, "Could you sever the suppression of the two of them and your own perception of them, to further prove to me that you truly have the situation under control?"

The Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations was taken aback at first, and then began to carefully consider Elaine's suggestion.

Continuing to suppress it will only lead to one outcome...

Komi and Bennett are destined to die at his hands, and Elaine will believe that she cannot fully control the situation, which is why she will not introduce new variables into the plan.

The result of giving up suppression...

There are so many...

It's possible that Bennett will rush up first, or that Komi will rush up first, or that the two of them will rush up together.

Numerous changes and conditions were arranged and combined in the Demon Lord's mind, which could be completed in less than a microsecond. In more detail, a total of 114514 possibilities could be listed.

More changes mean more power and fun, but among all these changes, only one thing remains constant: victory will be completely in your own hands.

Look at these two Space Marines. One is missing an arm, and his blood is full of toxins and ineffective combat serums. Even a fart could kill him.

The other is a machine fetishist; you couldn't find anyone as extraordinary as him even if you searched the entire world of forging.

What can these two useless people do?

All he has to do is curse a couple of times; he only needs to stomp his foot and he'll be paralyzed by the shock.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord made a judgment and, under Elaine's tense gaze, withdrew the spiritual energy suppression on Komi and Bennett. His once bright eyes became cloudy and dull, as if he had gone blind.

This... the Demon Lord of Myriad Transformations actually believed her nonsense?

Elaine couldn't understand the Demon Lord's thought process, but Komi and Bennett wouldn't miss this opportunity. They immediately got up and rushed forward to attack with their last remaining weapons.

Bennett's lightning claws ran out of energy before they even reached the feathers of the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord; the sharpness of the weapon itself was insufficient to pierce the feathers of the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord in a short time.

Komi's tactical dagger was even worse; a single stab only managed to pierce a feather.

"Look... I've already calculated everything. The remaining strength in their exhausted bodies isn't enough to penetrate my defenses in nine seconds. All your tricks are so pale in the face of absolute power... Aaaaaah!!!"

The arrogance of the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord instantly turned into a painful scream. He reached behind him and grabbed Gu Jian, who had been stabbed nine times. The immense force pressed down on Gu Jian so hard that he couldn't even hold the dagger and could only grit his teeth and endure the pain.