Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Xiong Da slammed the power hammer into the ground.

Boom!

The black stone ground is cracked with fine, spiderweb-like lines.

He glanced down at both sides, his voice becoming low.

I'll say it again.

"The Void Claw now belongs to the Wartime Dominion."

"You can have a trial, seek revenge, or settle old scores, whatever you want."

“But anyone who moves one step closer to the control altar will be treated as an accomplice of the Black Legion.”

The interrogating pastor slowly turned his head.

"Giant, are you threatening the First Legion?"

Xiong laughed.

"I have made myself very clear."

“If you can’t understand human language, I’ll speak with a hammer.”

The Dark Angel Commander remained silent for half a second before finally raising his hand and lowering the muzzle of his gun.

"No one may approach or control the altar."

The interrogating pastor did not immediately reclaim the scepter.

His gaze remained fixed on the fallen angel champion.

The fallen angel champion wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"You actually take orders from an outsider."

"Even Caliban's dogs have learned to wear new collars?"

The Dark Angel Commander didn't look at Xiong Da.

He stared at the fallen angel, his voice as low as a knife scraping bone.

"We will take you back."

One by one.

Seraphim chuckled softly.

"Back to the Stone Monastery?"

"Back to your dark prison?"

"Back to those nameless interrogation rooms?"

Annoyed, Xiong Da yelled into the communicator.

"Flying Bears, pull the string!"

The next moment, dozens of Xiong Wei advanced from the right flank of the battlefield.

Instead of joining the fray, they established a hard barrier around the Void Claw-controlled altar using tower shields and the remaining shields of the Flying Bear Motorcycle.

Chains extend from the bear-guard shield, securing the surrounding broken pillars and ground anchor points to form a temporary protective barrier.

On one side are dark angels and fallen angels.

On the other side are the T-series assassins and the Void Claw core.

Xiong Da stood in the middle, with the power hammer on his shoulder.

"The group of green ones on the left."

"Keep fighting."

He then looked at the fallen angel.

"The old green ones are the same."

"Anyone who dares to cross the line, I'll help the other side beat you up."

The Dark Angels were unwilling to start a war with the Bear Guards at this moment.

The fallen angels were even less willing to face both the dark angels and Lawson's forces at the same time.

And so the battle resumed.

But this time, they were forced to move from controlling the perimeter of the altar to the left wing of the hall.

Xiong Wei used his body and tower shield to push away the First Legion's ten-thousand-year-old civil war from the core of the Void Claw.

The T-series assassins continued to take over the system.

On the Void Claws' control interface, lines of ancient characters were forcibly decoded.

Chaos authorization has been stripped away.

The fallen angel's rewrite privileges have been blocked.

The remnants of the technological dark ages are being dismantled layer by layer.

Above the altar, the dark red dot representing the main cannon's standby status suddenly flashed.

The voice of the T-series captain rang out.

"warn."

“The Void Claw contains remote activation remnants.”

Xiong Da immediately turned his head.

Who played it?

"Black Legion Lieutenant Margras uploaded an incomplete command. The authorization chain is not closed, but it may still be completed remotely by the Vengeful Spirit."

Xiong Da's face darkened.

Can you cut it?

"Cutting off."

The T-series captain paused for a moment.

"It will take thirty-seven seconds."

Xiong Da gripped the power hammer tightly.

"Flying Bear Team, seal off the entire outer corridor."

"Don't let anyone in."

"The Dark Angels' side..."

He glanced at the battlefield on the left.

The interrogating priest had just pinned the fallen angel champion against a gravity-stabilized pillar when his scepter shattered the champion's shoulder armor.

Seraphim is using psychic powers to force back the Dark Angels' intelligence.

The bear grinned widely.

"Let them fight."

"As long as you don't cross the line."

Thirty-seven seconds.

It sounds short to the average person.

On such a battlefield, a lot can happen.

A new explosion was heard in the outer corridor.

Several remnants of the Black Legion attempted to force their way into the main control hall, but were torn to pieces by Flying Bear Motorcycle's shoulder-mounted heavy cannon.

On the upper platform, a Dark Mechanic, not quite dead yet, dragged half of his mechanical body toward the backup interface.

One of the bear guards stepped down.

The technician and the self-destruct rune hidden in his chest were crushed together.

On the left side of the battlefield, the fallen angels suddenly began to shrink.

Seraphim realized that Void Claws access was being lost.

His expression finally changed.

What are you doing?

No one answered him.

Xiong Da did hear it.

"I'll dismantle your cannons."

Seraphim looked at him sharply: "That's not something you can touch."

Seraphim raised his staff, his dark psionic energy bypassing the Dark Angels' intelligence base and thrusting straight towards the location of the T-series assassins.

The Dark Angels Think Tank immediately intervened.

The dark psionic energy grazed the temporary isolation line of the Bear Guard and struck the outside of the tower shield.

The living metal patterns on the shield lit up, blocking most of the impact, but a trace of psionic energy still seeped into the control altar.

Xiong Da took a step forward.

Its massive body directly blocked the aftershocks of the psionic energy.

Golden flames ignited from the inside of his breastplate, burning the dark psionic energy to ashes.

He looked up at Seraphim, the smile gone from his face.

"I said that."

"Don't cross the line."

The next second, Xiong Da disappeared from the spot.