Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The soul of the Destroyer Ghost was suddenly awakened.

Deep within the ship's hull, in the main engine's Soul Shrine, the array of 127 Thinkers simultaneously flashed red light.

Upon hearing the alarm, the Dark Mechanic High Priest's mechanical eyes suddenly swung.

"Unknown data intrusion!"

He had barely uttered those words when the alarm turned into a piercing cacophony.

Swarm intelligence is no longer hidden.

It was like a tide made of countless steel needles, piercing the soul of the Ghost of Destruction from the outer system.

Lawson had no interest in slowly persuading a pirate flagship.

He used swarm intelligence to tear open the outer perimeter of the machine soul, peeling away the identification marks written by the Red Pirates, the control spells installed by the Dark Mechanicus, the slave system feedback chain, and the bridge command commands, layer by layer.

The host's spirit began to rebel.

The lights on the entire ship flashed violently.

The gun deck rotated without command.

Several cabin doors opened and closed simultaneously.

The swarm of machine servants emitted a screeching data noise in the tunnel.

The Dark Mechanical Cult Master immediately connected to his data umbilical cord, attempting to keep the intruders outside the Machine Soul Shrine.

He only blocked for three seconds.

In the fourth second, his mechanical body began to twitch.

In the sixth second, the data cable exploded in reverse.

In the eighth second, swarm intelligence turned his cerebral cortex into a charred mess.

As he fell, a prayer remained unuttered in his mechanical eyes.

Valk Bloodhook stood up immediately on the bridge.

"Report."

The bridge adjutant shouted, "Main engine malfunction! Outer access control out of control! Cargo hold system error! Gun bay cannot recognize bridge commands!"

Another officer shouted, "Communications cut off! Unable to contact the Overlord!"

Valcke's face darkened.

"Activate the Independent Combat Protocol."

"Sever the outer layer system."

"All vault gates are now manually locked."

"The Black Claw garrison will block the passage from the bridge to the main reactor."

"Where is Hamadleya?"

The moment the words were spoken, the psionic warning device above the bridge suddenly exploded.

Hamadleya's scream came from one of the ship's psionic circuits.

"Eye!"

"So many eyes!"

"Tilly's eyes!"

It finally realized it.

But it was too late.

Lawson needed those thirteen minutes.

Although control of the Machine Soul has not yet completely fallen into the hands of the swarm, a breach has already been torn in the Red Pirates' rule over the Destroyer Ghost.

Next, we will create chaos.

On the outer shell of the ship, the slave cabin door suddenly opened.

Tens of thousands of slaves rushed out of the passage in terror.

Some people didn't know what was happening; they just instinctively ran away.

The Red Pirate guards opened fire.

The passageway was turned into a slaughterhouse.

But the chaos has already begun to spread.

Several ammunition transport rails stopped without instruction.

The two medical bays released large amounts of anesthetic gas.

The hatches of some Red Pirate camps were locked.

Other maintenance doors that were supposed to be locked suddenly opened.

Inside the Dark Mechanical Workshop, three killing machines were briefly hijacked by the swarm's mind and turned to fire at their original masters.

This is just to keep everyone busy at the same time.

This prevented Valcke from determining the true objective.

Hamadleya's psychic perception was overwhelmed by countless fears, screams, deaths, and data noise.

The Destroyer Ghost was like a hive that had suddenly gone mad.

Amidst this chaos, the true key begins to emerge.

Cargo hold number 79.

Waste liquid pipeline.

Slave medical bay.

Repair well.

Backup ammunition depot.

Old sailors' prayer hall.

Cargo lifting platform outside the vault.

An ancient corridor in the middle section of the ship's hull that has been sealed off.

Each static anchor point lit up with a faint blue light.

The first figure stepped out before the Red Pirate guards in the passage could react.

The White Tiger Legion's elite warriors charged out, shields raised.

Then came the second one.

The hundredth.

The light screen lit up one after another.

Lawson immediately deployed 110,000 combat troops.

This was the first time the Ghost of Destruction had truly suffered a boarding maneuver by the Lawson system.

One hundred and ten thousand elite soldiers, enhanced with the physique of the Imperial Guard, descended simultaneously from thousands of pre-laid nodes.

White Tiger is in charge of the frontal advance.

Red Dragon was in charge of burning the passage and suppressing fire.

Xuanwu was responsible for sealing off the large hatches and the ship's internal defenses.

Ya Zi was in charge of hunting down the Red Pirate officers who were trying to escape.

Bi'an is responsible for capturing high-value targets alive.

The Flying Bears did not participate in the battle this time, as the interior space of the Destroyer Ghost was not suitable for heavy motorcycles.

But Xiong Wei arrived.

When they emerged from the static field, clad in heavy armor, the entire ship's passageway seemed to shrink in height.

The Red Pirate Guards' first counterattack was fierce.

Many of the Red Pirates left behind on the Ghost of Destruction were veterans, wearing power armor and wielding chainsaw axes, molten guns, bomb guns, and weapons modified by the Dark Mechanicus.

They fought back, opened fire, called for support, and tried to retake the access gates in the narrow passageways inside the ship.

But they were facing a White Tiger Shield Wall.

A row of storm shields pressed forward.

The bomb hit the shield and exploded, sending sparks flying.

The thermal beam burned through the first layer of shield and was blocked by the second layer.

Behind the shield wall, the Crimson Dragon's heavy firepower opened fire.

The ship's passageways were washed by explosive bombs and thermal beams.

The Red Pirate veteran was smashed, burned through, and torn apart.

A Chaos Space Marine leaps onto the ceiling pipes, attempting to pounce on the White Tiger formation from above.

As soon as he landed, the melee assassins with enhanced spider eyes looked up.

Two power axes slashed in from the left and right.

The Chaos Space Marine's body was split into three pieces in mid-air.

At the same time, in the direction of the bridge.

Valcke had realized that this was no ordinary rebellion.

"Losen".

"It must be him!"

The adjutant's face turned deathly pale: "The Overlord is not here, Hamadlaya is in the Treasure Vault, the Machine Soul System is out of control, there are too many enemy nodes..."