I am the magnetic field maniac

14. Astartes, defeated!

For heretics and aliens, no behavior is too extreme.

Whether it is the Military Affairs Department that always deceives the soldiers, or the veterans of every Space Marine Chapter, the education they receive is the same -

When facing traitors and aliens, no matter how cruel the means are, they are right.

For the Emperor and for humanity, eradicating all enemies is the greatest loyalty and virtue!

The torch lights up the emperor's will, and destroys all evil spirits. Only the emperor can protect us.

There is no meanness, no error, only dead heretics are good heretics...

Only the aliens that become corpses and are used as specimens by the Alien Inquisition are good aliens.

As the old saying goes, for the Empire... no sacrifice is too great to be accepted, and no betrayal is too small to be ignored.

Yes, everything is so educational and so propaganda.

In this universe, this kind of thinking can be said to be absolutely correct...

However, when any ideas and spirits are put into practice, there will always be mistakes.

The Astartes are the spearhead of the Empire. These Angels of Death are assembly-line products carved out using the unified template from their Primarch.

But the process of making them is assembly line, and the Astartes that come off the assembly line are not a group of identical dolls.

They have their own thoughts and considerations, and the culture of different chapters and the personality of their primarchs will all influence the thinking of the Astartes.

Even the Ultramarines, who have the least personality and look like products of a unified template, have their own unique culture and differences in their own chapters.

Calling the Astartes angels is actually a way of kicking them out of humanity... But in fact, in this cold galaxy, these cold-blooded space warriors are in their thoughts.

Is there really an essential difference between us and ordinary people?

Just like now, even though he knew it would be best if the two guys above died, Krom still sneered at the two traitors who shot him in the back.

"Bah!! Despicable Batboy!!"

Chrom said viciously, and this was also deeply recognized by Jomond and his other two fighting brothers beside him.

Wolves are cunning, but they also value honor in battle. They are not as rigid as the Imperial Fists, but the culture born on the eternal frozen land of Fenris makes them cherish the existence of warriors.

Even if the two on the ring are heretics and aliens, they will give them the most basic respect!

Their emotions made them disdain the Batboy who shot them in the back...but their rationality prevented them from doing the foolish thing of intervening.

After all, they are Astartes. When traitors and aliens fight, the most moral thing they can do is to stand by and watch.

The roar of grenade launchers was like thunder, and countless small rockets with intertwined flames intertwined forward!

The first bomb grazed Anshi's defenseless body... Although he had used his intuition to avoid the fatal blow... he was still hurt by the small explosion and kinetic energy caused by the bomb!

Anshi's face changed, and severe pain and weakness spread along the wound. All he could do was to dodge in panic, but the dynamic vision and muscle strength of the Astartes Brothers kept the trajectory of the bomb firmly locked on him.

One locks on Animonium Shi, the other locks on Bai Qianshuang.

"Go to hell, alien!"

The traitor of the Eighth Legion roared fanatically and pulled the trigger. The look through the auspicious instrument showed only cruelty and fanaticism!

Anshi was the first to fall after all. A bomb grazed his thigh and knocked him down, and another hit his back, piercing his spine and chest. Even though he possessed the unparalleled martial arts of the Titanium Clan, the body of the Ether Martial Saint was always at the level of a mortal.

But Anshi remained silent, just wanting to use his final death to defend the only dignity of the Titan people.

But Bai Qianshuang would not let this happen.

He is not a human being from this world, and he doesn't want to know about the deep hatred between humans and aliens in this world.

Even though the large amount of memories in his mind that did not belong to "himself" told Bai Qianshuang many secrets and backgrounds of this world, he didn't care at all.

He is a man with a strong magnetic field who lives his own way. Every strong person who lives out his "true self" will never be influenced by the unknown world background.

All he knew was that the only warrior he saw in this boring arena was knocked down by such a despicable black gun.

"F*cking bastards, the Imperial Shocking Palm!!"

Roaring, he released his magnetic field power without hesitation. The attack compressed by the 50,000-horsepower magnetic field was several times faster than a bomb!

At the first encounter, the traitor Space Marine who shot him was beaten into pieces along with his power armor, and the bloody flesh was all over the walls of the arena behind him!

The traitor's companions did not grieve over the death of their comrade... Instead, the bat boy laughed wildly and escaped into the darkness of the arena.

They are the executioners of the Howling Vortex, the unholy remnants of the former legions.

They disdain to associate with those depraved Chaos-worshipping guys, but driven by desire, they always do things that are undoubtedly in line with Chaos!

The Legion had long been shattered with the suicide of their Primarch, and the remaining descendants all inherited their father's genes - the Night's Children never fear death, and they crave eternal sleep.

Hail, Lord of the Night!!

The bat boy who escaped into the darkness seemed to be trying to launch a sneak attack on Bai Qianshuang, and as Bai Qianshuang attacked, the other Space Marines also raised their weapons!

The battle has begun. Even if they hate and despise these traitors, they must fight and seize this only chance!

"Allfather!!"

Chrom roared with a battle cry, holding the grenade launcher with one hand and continuously firing at the target in front of him, while with the other hand he clenched his claws and slashed at the head of the enemy in front of him!

The bestiality surged in Chrom's mind. The Canis Helix endowed the Sons of Russ with a combat instinct superior to that of all the Astartes, but in this damn place it became Chrom's biggest drawback!

Because all his animal nature was telling him to escape from the enemy in front of him!

Wild beasts are not fearless warriors. When competing with nature for life, their first priority is always to find a way to survive.

But the beast's instinct told Krom that if he rushed forward, he would die.

This is indeed the fact. Bai Qianshuang completely threw aside her martial ethics towards the Titanium man and unleashed a power that was beyond imagination!

The magnetic field force he can currently exert is only 250,000 horsepower...but this body, this body belonging to his brother, has a flow rate that is almost cheating!

Perhaps the power that this body can truly unleash is far more than this... But to Bai Qianshuang, he felt like Oga!

A powerful flow of force burst out in an instant, and at just a glance, Chrom couldn't see clearly what was happening in front of him.

He felt the world spinning around him, and then he fell to the ground on the white sand.

Chrom spat blood onto the sand of the arena, clenched his fists until they creaked at the joints, and roared like a wolf, but his body was still unable to move!

The powerful electric current suppressed all the organs and bones in his body. The excessive current was deadly and extremely precise, causing every nerve synapse of Krom to burn and paralyze!

The severe pain prompted Chrom to roar to relieve it, and it was only then that he realized he had been hit in the chest.

To be precise, it was just a slap, but it carried with it the strange electric current and magnetic field, which instantly destroyed the power armor on his body.

His armor plating, once a thing of beauty, was now reduced to creaking scraps.

The neural connection with the black shell was directly destroyed... The electric fiber bundle that copied the warrior's movements was suddenly stopped...

The already damaged life support unit could only inject combat stimulants into Chrom... but all the nerves in his body were forcibly paralyzed, and the power armor lost its own power, so this armor suddenly became a pure force feedback armor.

Even for Space Marines, wearing such a large iron shell is a considerable burden.

Chrom roared. He couldn't believe that he was defeated without any honor or ability to resist in just one encounter. Was he even worse than that alien?

Whether he was worse than Crom or not, the Wolf Lord did not wait for his own death. The heretic moved lightly over the corpses, his boots crunching in the sand... The perverted aliens in the audience shouted for their bloody expectations.

He was spared! Krom thought so in his heart, but he would never feel lucky, he only felt great humiliation!

But he couldn't even utter a harsh word, and Krom could only watch in humiliation as his opponent humiliated him.

Unceremoniously dodged his beloved demon claws from his hands...

With bleeding heart, Krom watched as his beloved axe was melted and shaped by the heretic's witchcraft, turning into two strangely shaped scimitars and long swords!

The gorgeous posture and thin blade are very similar to the weapons of the Eldar, and the sun and moon carved on the sword guard... seem to make these two weapons emit a cold and hot glow.

Bai Qianshuang held the two weapons, Sun-Swallowing and Moon-Chasing. These two weapons were once made by his brother and were finally given to him.

Of course, he only used the existing materials to melt and create their models with only the outer shell... But it doesn't matter. Bai Qianshuang no longer feels very interested at the moment.

He raised his hand and struck twice with his sword, and the sword energy he swung was like a tide, easily forcing back Jomond and Beoric who wanted to come up to rescue their brothers. He also used a grenade launcher to shoot at Silver Throw, who was suppressing them with firepower...

He watched as every explosive bomb he fired maintained its burning tail flame and stayed half a meter in front of the opponent.

They felt as if they were dealing with a high-risk psychic who was a problem for a quarter...

But there is no doubt that the psykers will never have the physical fitness and martial arts skills of this heretic which are far stronger than their Space Marines.

"Aren't you going to go? Are you planning to look for an opportunity with that bastard hiding in the shadows?"

Bai Qianshuang looked disdainfully at the two dark angel warriors in front of her who were on full alert but did not move. She glanced at the bat boy hiding in the shadows and sneered...

There was no answer. The Dark Angels priests only whispered scriptures and prayed for the Emperor's help.

But this is Comoros. If even Slaanesh cannot feast here, why can the cold sun shine here?

"Kill them all, slaughter them all!"

"Give us the bloodiest slaughter ever!!"

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

In the stands, the dark elves were roaring and screaming like they were addicted to drugs. Bai Qianshuang looked at them with endless coldness in her eyes.

The arena spread like a black tumor from the jagged edges and twisted spires of the Comoros' high-rise buildings.

They rule the Overgrowth, drawing bloodthirsty and corrupt people from kilometers away—

These perverted pointy ears fill their worthless lives with daily death, roaring their insane encouragement from their black stone steps.

He uttered curses in broken syllables, his thin lips twisted, and his face was always filled with hateful rage.

Bai Qianshuang would never like these drug addicts. It would be better to say that he hated almost all races in this universe, and hated everyone.

He will not be carried away by the cheers, nor will he feel honored by these rubbish fans.

However, he did intend to teach these guys a lesson for ruining his fun.

Teach a lesson with the ultimate insult.

Bai Qianshuang turned his head and put away the weapon he had just forged.

The damage he could do was actually huge, and he could have even fought his way out of the arena long ago, but what after that?

He doesn’t have a spaceship, and even if he did, he wouldn’t know how to fly it. Even if he did, he wouldn’t know where to go…

If he plunges into the webway, no matter how strong he is, he may not be able to find a way out.

However, he also knew that he had to suppress his own strength. It was impossible to hide the rotation of the magnetic field. Bai Qianshuang could feel that the abnormal look of the Blood Orc in the stands contained an explanation for his own strength.

But, let it be. Bai Qianshuang thought so, it was necessary to show some of his strength to let the guys who coveted him know that he was not a slave who could be manipulated by others.

He doesn't like meaningless killings because that would cause more trouble.

Bai Qianshuang looked at Guo Zhen who was lying on the ground in the distance - it's not the time yet, not now, it's not the time yet.

So... let's use some special tricks to deal with these guys.

"I heard that every one of you Space Marines is hopelessly obsessed with your father."

Bai Qianshuang looked at these Astartes with a cold and sarcastic smile...

"I heard that one of your own, Abaddon, killed a pathetic imitation of his original self. I'm curious, can you... do the same?"

15. The ultimate insult to Astartes!!!

To insult someone, of course you have to start from the area that they care about the most.

Bai Qianshuang was very unhappy with this group of Astartes... Although the problem was only caused by two cowardly traitors who stabbed her in the back - but who cares?

I am unhappy, I feel unhappy, so of course I have to vent my unhappy thoughts.

But what kind of thing would be necessary to severely insult these Astartes?

Not sure. Bai Qianshuang was too lazy to read the minds of these war machines one by one to find the weaknesses. He simply started from the source of these guys.

The original body told Bai Qianshuang many secrets of this world through the memories left in this body.

This included stories about the so-called Primarchs - to be honest, Bai Qianshuang was looking forward to having a clash with a Primarch to see how powerful these true "demigods" were.

To the Astartes, their Primarch was a being greater and more divine than their biological fathers—

Their gene-seed comes from the genetic material of their Primarch... one could say that the Astartes are the biological offspring of the Primarch.

This is especially true for more "unstable" warbands...