Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 118 Immortal

Roche has returned to the defensive camp of the 199th Ultramarines Company.

As the order was issued, the stronghold immediately entered a state of war.

All the Ultramarines were immediately on martial law, and the mortal auxiliary troops remaining in the camp also put on auxiliary equipment and entered their respective positions to be ready for battle.

There is a sense of solemnity and tension everywhere.

"Take out those basilisks and missile nests, warm up the sentry guns, and start up all the war vehicles."

As soon as the warsmith returned to his familiar fortress, he immediately began to issue orders.

His command rank was even higher than that of the captain of the 199th Company, an authority granted by the Primarch himself.

When it comes to fighting defensive battles, this Iron Warrior's predecessor as Trident is an absolute authority.

Roche watched as Dantioch deployed the personnel and equipment of the position: the mortal auxiliaries, the Ultramarines, and the small number of Crusaders commanded by the Mechanicus Tech-Priests, all perfectly filled in a tight line of defense under the command of the blacksmith.

The original standardized defense line of the Extreme Marines became even more indestructible after being modified by the blacksmith.

More traps and bait fortifications filled the Ultramarines' overly formulaic defense line, turning it from a simple line of defense into a meat grinder that could continuously bury enemies.

Even Hill had to admit that the Warsmith's attainments in defense were far beyond the reach of an ordinary Space Marine commander.

Luo Xi sent out many drones with detection capabilities, and every move within 50 kilometers of the stronghold could be displayed on the command center's screen.

Combined with the Space Marines' bird servants and other scanning arrays, every situation on the battlefield can be fully captured.

"Where is the enemy? How will you break through my defense?" The blacksmith muttered to himself. He did not doubt Roche's guess. If it was the Necrons, then they would definitely continue to send pursuers to hunt down these thieves.

The Necrons' elusive ability made the Warsmith very unhappy, as it meant that the enemy could use some supernatural means to directly circumvent the defense line he had painstakingly created.

He could only increase the scanning power of the bird servant and continuously scan the complex environment near the camp.

In the quiet ancient forest, there are only the sounds of some insects and birds, and the breeze brings a sense of coolness and relaxation.

But soon, accompanied by subtle fluctuations in space, some dark green pocket dimensional cracks appeared in the drone's sight.

Some metal skeletons, larger than the previous Necron Warriors, crawled out from it. Their living metal bodies were larger and wider, and their spines protruded strangely from their backs.

It is visible to the naked eye that the armor attached to these Necron military forces called Immortals is heavier, and the most obvious thing is that they all have large double-barreled Gauss bursters in their hands.

These weapons were much larger than those captured from the Necron warriors, and the lingering green energy around them could be detected even from a great distance.

The enemy's arrival immediately activated the alarm in the communication system, and the shrill beeping sound put every soldier into a state of war.

They are coming.

The auxiliary troops hiding in the bunkers of the position and observing the front edge of the position through telescopic probes and bird servants discovered the figures of the metal skeletons.

They took huge steps and walked towards humans without any hesitation.

Judging from visual observation, their height is much taller than that of mortal auxiliary troops, and they are at least as tall as Space Marines.

A faint green energy beam flickered within its metallic form, and its terrifying skull-like face made mortals' hearts tighten. "Be careful, these are not like those crudely crafted metal skeletons," Dantioch's voice echoed over the communication channel.

"It can be seen that they know how to use strategies and tactics, and they have very strong military qualities."

Not only did the Necron Immortals appear in one direction, but they also appeared on the side away from the Pharos Mountains.

From their marching posture on the battlefield and the aura they released, the battle-hardened Space Marines sensed the presence of their own kind.

If the previous Necron warriors were just a group of civilians who were forcibly transformed, conscripted and given weapons, then these Immortals are extremely elite professional soldiers.

The drones that were collecting intelligence on the edge of the battlefield captured some unclear unfamiliar languages. Cold and dull mechanical sounds were coming out of the mouths of these Necron Immortals. That was the language of these ancient aliens.

Suddenly, with an invisible strong electromagnetic interference attack, the processing cores of all the drones floating in the air were instantly burned out, and they fell to the ground under the pull of the planet's gravity.

"Our drone was shot down."

Luo Xi was not surprised. In terms of technology, these metal skeletons were more powerful than him.

"First, cover with fire. Let us see what these damn skeletons are capable of."

At the command of the warsmith, the petrified lizard cannons in the Ultramarines camp immediately unleashed their fury.

Following closely behind were missile nests released by the Iron Hands, and various melta weapons and plasma weapons were also launched in the direction of the Necron army's advance.

The air around the Mechanicus's Crusaders was crackling, and the huge energy filled the air with the smell of ozone. The choking weapon propellant and the sickening smell of burnt flesh and blood were the effects of their strong radiation weapons and electromagnetic weapons.

The desire to fight shown by the mechanical priests staying in the rear was even stronger than that of the Astartes.

The believers of the God of All Machines stared almost directly at these unprecedented alien metal skeletons and the unknown Gauss weapons in their hands, and the word "curiosity" was almost written on their faces.

Even Roche could feel how much they wanted to cut these Necrons into pieces and drag them onto their own experimental tables.

"Praise Om Messiah for guiding us to discover more unknown technological treasures."

"These abominable aliens actually stole our technological heritage!"

These Crusaders, who have undergone a lot of mechanical modifications just to get one step closer to the Ohm Messiah in their hearts, even squeezed out the space for the Space Marines.

With their infinitely fanatical belief in Om Messiah, they simply left their positions and fired wildly at the Necron Immortals that were entering the battlefield.

The Immortals were also unambiguous. They were more powerful and stable than the Necrons, and the large Gauss blasters in their hands emitted terrifying Gauss rays.

As long as the body is touched by these green rays, no matter whether it is the modified titanium steel limbs of the Crusader or the flesh and blood that are still preserved, they will all be blown away by the wind like sand.

Mechanical tissue, flesh, bones, a living Skitarii warrior was stripped and decomposed before everyone's eyes.

However, their morale was not affected at all, and they used their melta guns and radiation weapons to destroy several Necron Immortals that were engaged in crazy killings.

Some of the Necrons held Tesla carbines, which were different from Gauss weapons. Every time they fired a chain lightning, the crackling arcs of electricity would transfer from one Skitarii to another.

The flesh and blood were burned and the metal armor was melted, causing huge casualties among the Crusaders in an instant.

(End of this chapter)