Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

"Everyone, get ready. It doesn't matter if we all die here. We must escort the elder away."

After seeing that thing, Volvo immediately shouted in his communication channel.

It doesn’t matter if all the people in their company die, but we must not let anything happen to the elders.

"Be worthy of the blood of Sanguinius."

After seeing that thing, the Weepers were ready to die. For them on the Atonement Crusade, this was undoubtedly the best outcome.

but.......

"Blasphemy, that is blasphemy."

At this time, Father Beta's furious voice rang out. Of course, this priest was now a machine molded by Zhou Ye. Anyway, the oil man had modified it so well that no one could tell.

Everyone then watched as a portal similar to the Eldar's Wraithbone opened behind them. Huge machines emerged one after another, followed by a hundred-meter-tall behemoth among a group of smaller mechanical knights.

Zhou Ye knew that there would be some General Titans around the Emperor Titan, but there was nothing he could do. He only had so much on hand, so he could only take some Knight Mechs and a War Hound Titan.

"The Emperor is above..."

Upon seeing the massive creature, the Colonel of the Esthia Regiment let out a startled cry of surprise. However, he failed to notice that his political commissar had silently placed his nameplate in his mouth.

At this moment, not only them, but everyone including Astartes were looking up at this huge existence.

Emperor Titan

"Everyone stand back. The battlefield has been taken over by the God Machine."

At this moment, the Emperor Titan's huge and majestic pupils swept across the entire battlefield, and then a cold voice came from him.

PS: I caught a cold today and slept all day. Also, I'd like to mention the updates for this peripheral product, which I've already discussed with the editor.

It will be released this Friday, so there will be another update today. I will update twice a day for the next three days, partly because I have a cold and partly because I updated like crazy last week.

So let me take it easy, and also prepare for the big rush when it goes on sale.

Chapter 48: God's Machine Stands on the Earth (Part )

As the three huge beings from both sides slowly emerged, the entire battlefield fell into a state of immersion.

The moment the Titans appeared, the war had already entered another realm. The Space Marines who could once dominate the battlefield were now reduced to mere soldiers.

As for those big guys, they have become cannon fodder.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the battlefield, and countless civilians knelt on the ground, praying at the hundred-meter-tall behemoth. Its huge body shook the earth with every step it took.

Everyone trembled at the sight of the heavy armor and the crimson eyes. At this moment, everyone felt the arrival of the Om Messiah, and everyone was anticipating victory.

At this time, with the appearance of the Emperor Titan, the two Plague Titans on the opposite side also stopped at this time.

Then the three huge Titans confronted each other on the battlefield, and for a moment they had no intention of attacking.

“Those two guys…”

Looking at the twisted War Titan in the distance, it was impossible not to feel pressure. This Emperor Titan was his biggest trump card. If it was destroyed, he would have no choice but to flip the table and crush the two Titans to death.

But he could sense the subspace stirring, and he knew someone was definitely planning something. Therefore, the later he exposed himself, the greater the benefits he would gain. It had come to this point, and not maximizing everything would be a real loss.

Without a barrier to support him, he didn't dare send his Titan out to charge, mainly because this Titan was a lone commander. Although the Knight Family was good, it was not enough to protect an Emperor Titan.

After all, in the Warhammer universe, there is a universal tactic, which is boarding battle.

"Emperor Titan, what is the origin of the other side?"

At this time, Typhons, who had just come out of the airborne pod with a large number of demon vehicles, also saw the huge monsters confronting each other, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

He could sense his father's longing. The person he was looking for was definitely within the Empire. Although he didn't know who it was, it would be troublesome if the three Titans attacked together and killed them.

Although he could summon Mortarion, he was somewhat resistant to him. After all, their relationship had always been bad, and he would not have summoned him if it were not for Nurgle's order.

Typhons was unsure whether to directly fight the Emperor Titan. He had invested heavily this time. He had brought two battle groups based on the Warlord Titan. A lone Emperor Titan was not impossible to defeat.

More importantly, he had brought with him the Chaos Artifact, and the power of the Father had begun to gradually pierce the veil between reality and the Warp. Although the Emperor Titan was very powerful, the power of the Father was even greater, so for a while, the two sides fell into a state of confrontation.

at the same time.......

A team of Iron Warriors in silver-grey armor also rushed out from the Nurgle army. They could tell at a glance that most of this position was built by the Imperial Fists, so at this time, they directly and accurately charged the Imperial Fists wearing the Star of Exploration in the position.

Now, although you have an Imperial Titan here, he must defend against the two Warlord-class Titans. They have the protection of the Nurgle Demon Army and are not afraid of being attacked first.

The war broke out again, and Zhou Ye on the side was also muttering in his heart. How did these Iron Warriors lock on so accurately? But now that the fight has started, let's just fight.

A group of Titans fell into a strange balance, with both sides waiting and accumulating strength.

The knight mechas below, a large number of Nurgle demon soldiers and Iron Warrior cans, plus the Imperial Fists were fighting each other. At this time, the Contemptor Dreadnought of the Imperial Fists finally rushed out.

He had long disliked these canned goods, and now he could finally unleash his might. Each hit from his Keris assault cannon caused heavy casualties, while his power fist in his other hand could easily crush an Iron Warrior to pieces.

Then, the group of brave warriors wisely retreated temporarily.

There is a Contemptor of the Imperial Fist, Fearless, and they are not idiots, they obviously cannot beat him.

At this moment, while a group of people were confronting each other, on the other side of the battlefield, a group of greenskins were staring blankly at the huge mecha that seemed to be soaring into the sky, with shock on their faces.

For the greenskins, bigger is stronger, bigger is better.

The majestic figure of the Titan has been engraved into the soul of every greenskin, so at this moment...

"Oh my god, I think I can make a big one."

At this moment, the green-skinned master was scratching his head, as if his soul had been inspired. Countless inspirations were bursting into his mind, and the great Gogo and Mao seemed to be speaking to him.

Get on, boy, waaagh up.

"I think I can build something really waaagh. Boys, get moving! We can't let those shrimps and stinky people look down on us."

At this moment, he felt a flash of inspiration in his mind. In fact, it wasn't just him. All the orc boys felt the same way. They seemed to be possessed, dismantling everything in their hands. Then the pile kept getting higher and higher.

However, at this time, both the Empire and Chaos were watching each other and did not launch a large-scale general attack. Naturally, no one noticed that a group of orcs were building a large thing in a valley.

A thing that looked like a huge can, made of a pile of junk, scrap metal and other unknown things, was built at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, in another direction of the battlefield, a group of bean sprouts were also looking at the lonely Emperor Titan with frowns on their faces.

Humans are their cannon fodder. If humans can't hold on, they won't be much better off. What's more troublesome is that this is a very important network interface. If it is contaminated by Nurgle, it will be a disaster for them.

"Looks like I need to bring out something special..."

Looking at the two Titans in the distance, the Eldar silently opened a portal. Then two huge figures walked out from it, followed by a group of small creatures.

Two Phantom Titans and a dozen Nether Knights came out from inside. This was their last trump card. It can only be said that in order to avoid the destruction of their own Ark World, they also fought hard.

Chapter 49 Zhou Ye: I am just planning to recruit soldiers...

The battlefield fell into a brief silence. Except for the Kriegs who remained motionless, everyone else was affected to varying degrees, and of course Kriegs were not unaffected.

They couldn't wait to charge, and then nothing happened...

At this moment, there was a huge figure in his command room, a Contemptor Dreadnought.

Zhou Ye was worried that their political commissar could not stop these crazy and pitiful people who were eager to sacrifice themselves for the yellow-skinned people, so he deliberately placed the Contemptor Dreadnought of the Extreme Warriors here.

Naturally, this also legitimately resulted in the command of the entire Krieg Legion. The Emperor's angels actually sent the most noble Dreadnoughts to command them.

The morale of the Krieg Legion is now extremely high, and everyone can't wait to sacrifice themselves for the Yellow Skin with a charge.

"well........"

At this moment, Krieg's political commissar was a little envious of those people. He had originally just wanted to be an artillery political commissar, to be at ease in the rear, and then he was thrown here.

His daily routine was to hold back these lunatics, and now, seeing a Contemptor Dreadnought approaching, his heart sank completely. He then pulled out his treasured wine. He was incredibly envious of the political commissar next door, even though they had a bunch of abstract Necrons.

But at least they were normal people, and with their mixed Necrons and human legions, they had combat power that could rival the Astartes, at least their leader was human.

Thinking of this, the young political commissar looked at the towering divine machine again, his face full of anticipation. He wanted to know what kind of merits he would gain after this battle, to see if he could just pack up and run away.

As for the other side, the political commissar of the Estia Mixed Legion.

The leader was sitting in the corner looking at the huge divine machine, and he was extremely excited. But after seeing the Plague Titan in the distance, he felt a little desperate.

He knew the horror of those things. His own planetary governor and general had once participated in a battle involving Titans. The outcome, of course, was glorious yet tragic. An entire fully staffed Astra Militarum Legion was left with less than a hundred men, the Titans desecrated in that battle destroyed. They, especially the commissars, received the highest honor of the Astra Militarum, the Star of Terra, and were also awarded a planet as a reward.

Seeing it again now made his heart stop, but seeing his own Titan again made his blood boil, as if the planet Terra was waving to them.

But his political commissar...

At this time, he just took his precious collection of Amaseite wine and huddled in a corner to eat.

Born into a military family, he entered Zhongsi Academy at a young age. His academy was relatively normal, just an ordinary military academy. There were no strange things there. His past at Zhongsi Academy flashed before his eyes.

Every face flashed before his eyes, half of them already dead on the Golden Throne. Then he saw the instructors and monks whom he awed but wished he could kill, and he saw his parents, who had seen him off with tears in their eyes when he first entered service.

Since then, he had only seen them two or three times. Then he thought of the goddess he had been dreaming about, but unfortunately, when he saw her again, she had already been hung on the altar of the Slaanesh cult.

He thought about a lot at this moment, about his life, his past...

"I have lived my life worthy of the Divine Emperor."

At this moment, the political commissar was watching everything happening in front of him, and he paid no attention to the colonel and several officers who were so excited for some unknown reason.

As a young person, it’s good to have some drive.

......

At this moment, Zhou Ye, standing at the summit, clutching the Divine Key he had rubbed, stared expressionlessly at the two blasphemous Titans and their accompanying battle group in the distance. It was clear that Nurgle had invested heavily this time. Although no Greater Demons appeared, these creatures were far more terrifying than ordinary Greater Demons. In other words, they had already reached their maximum strength in the real universe.

"By the way, originally I just wanted to come to this planet to recruit soldiers. Is this planet still available now?"

At this time, Zhou Ye was also doubting another thing, that is, his original goal. He just came to this planet to recruit soldiers, but why, why did it turn into a big mess.

Especially when he received a message from another special channel he had set up, which was a message from the elves.

The last time I contacted the elves, we also exchanged contact information.

You can't understand the brain circuits of these bean sprouts, they will do anything for language. For example, they predicted that the Ultramarines would destroy their Ark, and then attacked the Ultramarines first.

Then the enraged Ultramarines reacted and destroyed their Ark. The prophecy was indeed fulfilled, and it was their own doing.

So don't doubt how hard Douya will work for some languages, for example...

"Whenever you launch your attack, our Phantom Titans are already deployed and will cooperate with you."

Cooperation is a fart...

Zhou Ye was a little speechless at this point. To be honest, the Eldar Titan was actually quite handsome. But it also had a fatal flaw: it was fragile, while the Empire's Titan, at least this one, was a well-known heavy-armored Titan.

Zhou Ye expressed doubts about whether this could be coordinated.

More importantly, he remembered his original purpose... It seemed that he wanted to come to this world to recruit soldiers. And with his power, the so-called recruitment would not cause any casualties. But now he could still recruit soldiers... Or in other words, could this planet still be kept?

"Forget it. Anyway, I remember there's an uninhabited, habitable planet on the route. The empire doesn't have much else, but it has enough population."

Zhou Ye quickly gave up thinking about this. What's the point of thinking so much?

TCC

While Zhou Ye was dealing with the situation in front of him, the chaos on the other side was also in turmoil.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the four major families in the real world are working together to disrupt the Empire. That's because in the real world, the Empire is the undisputed most powerful existence. The other families, including those with a five-point Chaos status, are not strong enough to defeat the Empire, so they often have to work together to disrupt the Empire.

But they are not united internally, not to mention that there is no such thing as Abaddon chosen by the four gods.

and.......

"We were attacked from behind. A group of people were charging at us, shouting 'The Greater Good.' What is that?"

Typhons, who was planning his next attack, also received the news from the rear. A hint of confusion appeared on his face. What the hell is the Greater Good?

Chapter 50 Another Old Fearless

Typhons was under great pressure at this time, as he faced the Empire, Chaos' greatest enemy.

At this moment, the Emperor Titan put a lot of pressure on him, but if there was only one Emperor Titan, he could handle it. After all, there were also destroyed Emperor Titans, and they had two groups of Warlord Titans.

The orcs on one side were doing something unknown, but suddenly they all retreated, as if they were going to give themselves a big surprise. Those orcs couldn't be predicted by common sense; their upper limit was extremely high.

The elves are an ancient race, but they still have some heritage.

The Iron Warriors got excited when they saw the Imperial Fists, so it turns out that the one on the opposite side is a subsidiary group of the Imperial Fists.

Typhon thought of his father's mission and felt a headache. Now, with the arrival of several Titans, the scene fell into a brief silence.