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

Chapter 199 A righteous gang fight

"Damn it, this Midnight Haunter is treating everyone like a dog." Luo Xi complained speechlessly. They tried their best to rush back to Hera Castle from the command post in Macragge City.

According to Ryan, Conrad Curze possesses some kind of powerful psychic prophetic ability, and it is difficult to take the initiative against such an enemy.

"Dantioch, what are you doing!?"

Suddenly, Luo Xiyuan, who was far away from Sosa's main body, heard some noise. When he paid attention to see, he suddenly found a familiar huge figure at the primary position Alpha, which the war blacksmith called the mixing console.

That was Captain Polux of the Imperial Fists.

"You did it. We have never understood the teleportation ability of Fallows, but you actually found a way to activate it."

Faros has buried too many secrets, but now, the Warsmith has once again unearthed an incredible ability.

"What is your relationship with those Necrons? Can you really call yourself a Necron just because you say you are made of steel?"

"Or do you really have a face that the Necrons find very familiar under that iron mask?"

"I can't understand it either. It seems that this machine is responding to me. It feels my emotional impulse." The War Blacksmith replied.

"Don't make sarcastic remarks. If I hadn't rescued this big fool, he would have died under the power claws of the Midnight Haunter." The War Blacksmith's hand was still holding on to Polux's power armor, and the Imperial Fists captain who had traveled thousands of light years was still a little confused.

Isn't he still fighting the Midnight Haunter at the Memorial?
"Captain, this is Sosa, where the Pharos Lighthouse is located."

Polux was not seriously injured, but the long space transmission seemed to make his consciousness dazed. He stood still for several seconds before coming to his senses.

In the memorial hall of Hera Castle.

Two groups of Space Marines with different paint jobs rushed out from the doors that were blown open on both sides. Guilliman personally led his Ever-Victorious Guards and blocked Conrad in the room.

The Lion King led his dark angels into the room from the other end.

Midnight Ghost let out a strange and sinister laugh, he just lowered his center of gravity slightly and showed a pale smile to his furious brother.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Guilliman did not hesitate any more. He rushed out before Lion. The fully armored Primarch held the Red Sword in his hand and chopped off the Night Haunter's head with his amazing swordsmanship.

"You've tried to kill us time and time again. I've had enough of you!"

The Sincerity Dagger was blocked by Mercy and Forgiveness, and the Ghost used the gap of the power claws to clamp the dagger, making it difficult to use it.

"I never knew you were so strong, my dear brother. Is it because of this armor?"

Conrad obviously felt the strain, and the dagger broke free from its restraints. The sword light slashed across his arm at an extremely fast speed, leaving several deep bloody marks on the exposed skin.

There was still a scar on the lower back of Midnight Haunter left by Auguston, although it was not fatal. The Primarch's strong physique had withstood the damage of the power weapon, and those tight muscles fit each other to prevent further bleeding.

"It's all your fault for putting your sons in steel shells, otherwise I could have gotten more rewards for clearing the level."

The ghost's words made Guilliman furious. The original anger surged in his mind, and the image of Auguston lying on the ground flashed again and again.

He was the battlefield commander whom he valued very much and the heir whom he relied on.

"You are playing with the unknown technology of the aliens. The big fool from the Imperial Fists escaped from my men and distorted the laws of physics." Lion also joined the battle. The lion swung his lion sword, and the speed of the sword was faster than Guilliman. Like a ferocious Caliban beast, he tore the flesh of his prey with sharp fangs.

He cooperated with Guilliman to reduce the space for Midnight Haunter to dodge.

“You’re here, are you happy about my surprise?” screamed Midnight Haunter, referring to the four hundred Drop Pods that had been dropped on Macragge while the Lion was away from his lair.

When the three primarchs stood together, it was discovered that the tallest one was the ragged Conrad, who looked like a slender ghost.

With the combined efforts of the two Primarchs, Conrad had less and less room to dodge, and was soon forced into a corner. Two powerful blades came slashing at him, and Midnight Haunter had to fight one against two, fighting his two brothers on his own.

There were more than a dozen crisscrossing scars on his flesh and blood body, but none of them were fatal. Conrad seemed to know the trajectory and strength of each sword, and dodged the fatal attacks with miraculous skills.

In a rage, Guilliman cut off the tattered cloak of Night Haunter. Behind him, the Ever-Victorious Army pointed their dangerous weapons at Konrad.

The lion came out of the shadows, his dull lion sword trying to chop the Midnight Haunter from top to bottom, but the Haunter used the mercy of his left arm to block the lion sword, and the lion sword was deflected and slid down and pierced Conrad's chest.

The forgiveness in his right hand pierced out silently, and the sharp golden edge left a deep scratch on the lion king's neck.

The lion was bleeding, and he retreated a few steps with gritted teeth, covering the wound with his hands.

"Neither of the two primarchs can defeat Midnight Haunter? This is too exaggerated." Luo Xi was watching the battle from the side, but he was not very afraid because his backup plan was about to arrive.

The Iron Man was rushing over from the Primarch's inner gardens. A streak of fire flashed across the sky, like another meteor entering the atmosphere.

After Koz stabbed Ryan, he did not continue to attack. He raised his hands as if he had accepted his fate.

When everyone thought he wanted to say something, the time bombs placed on several pillars of the memorial hall finally completed all the readings.

All the bombs lost from the soldiers that Conrad knocked down and killed were hidden in this memorial hall.

This is the cemetery chosen by Midnight Haunter for his brothers. Those high-energy bombs are enough to kill most enemies.

"Get out!"

Before the flames and deadly shockwaves hit, the Primarchs discovered the Midnight Haunter's sinister intentions. They ordered their subordinates to retreat in anger, but it was too late... or was it?

Before the energy of those bombs got completely out of control, a huge steel shadow fell from the sky. It hit the side of the Primarch skillfully but did not hurt anyone by mistake. The Iron Man, whose thinking had already been activated, discovered the trap that was about to explode.

The reaction speed of the thinking core was faster than the explosion. Iron Man activated the stance generator in his body and enveloped the trap created by Midnight Haunter.

All the materials in that space, including the bomb that was about to explode, the building structure made of plastic steel, and even the free molecules in the air were all transmitted to a height of one hundred meters.

It might not be able to stop the bombs from exploding immediately, but it could easily teleport them away.

A raging fire lit up the sky of Macragge. The standard grenade weapons of the Ultramarines were enough to destroy some light vehicles, and Midnight Haunter had hundreds of them in his hands.

When they are superimposed, quantitative changes will produce qualitative changes.

Even if Guilliman could survive the explosion, Lion would definitely be seriously injured. This is the different outcome brought about by the difference in equipment.

After teleporting the dangerous items away, the thinking iron man that arrived at the battlefield turned the part that could perhaps be called a head, and its electronic eyes perfectly locked onto the Midnight Haunter who had a look of surprise on his face.

(End of this chapter)