Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 132 Accident
Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about those shark canned goods!

There are quite a few good items that can be exchanged for technology when digging up graves!
Even Hart Neff once suspected that these guys might have more Hades-type Terminator armors than his own.

If they hadn't formed an alliance and encountered Iron Glory and the Emperor...

He had been plotting to steal a bunch of these shark cans for a long time!

"Achoo—" Tiberos, who was overseeing the Assars in the rear of the galaxy, suddenly sneezed.

The power was so great that his entire body, including his armor, trembled.

"No way, Commander... you have a cold?" A technical sergeant who was researching electromagnetic weapons looked up at him in bewilderment.

Can Astartes catch a cold?
You might as well tell me I was possessed by Negro! After all, that's a more plausible reason!
"No, I guess it's someone talking about me again!" Tiberius glanced around; he was sure someone was talking about him!
He suspected it was that bastard Hart Neff, or one of his cronies! But he had no proof!
He secretly made a mental note of this. Then he turned his attention back to the red button he was fiddling with.

These are the "controllers" for these Assads. Shift your gaze from the red buttons to the display screen in front of you.

This screen is divided into several sections, showing both the Asa researchers from the VAG agency who are currently being restricted in their freedom on the space station, and the former holders of the nanocores who are being held captive!
"Keep an eye on those rats from the secret branch of the Hevag Agency beneath the surface of Yuanxing!" Tiberos suddenly uttered a sentence while spinning the red button in his hand.

One of the mechanical instructors and some of the armored soldiers following behind turned and left after hearing the order.

And as he said, underground within the secret branch of the Hevag Agency on the surface of Yuanxing.

The white-haired, child-like Parks was currently suspended in the center of a huge circular stone disc. Above him, the ceiling was also made of stone, but within it was a cage formed by the intricate roots of a gigantic tree, dyed with a dye reminiscent of that used in ancient tribes. Inside the cage was a circular object resembling a planet.

"There is no god in the world outside of yourself!"

"Those who are wise and knowledgeable should be respected and treated with courtesy!"

Cherish life, for it is precious!

"Treat those who love you with kindness!"

"In human relationships, it is not advisable to form close friendships!"

"Those of the same blood must not kill one another!"

"Learning and training are the foundation of prosperity!"

"To speak falsely is a transgression; to covet is a loss!"

"To achieve great things, one should not be concerned with petty gains!"

"Leotime, never forget this!"

As Parks recited the words, he slowly raised his head and looked at the image of the tree on the dome. The tree's pupils glowed with a luminous green light.

Meanwhile, in the space city of Asgard, and above it, the enormous ark ship underwent a subtle change.

A faint fluorescent green light began to emanate from various gaps within me.

Meanwhile, the first-generation nanocores, which were being isolated in batches within this structure, began to tremble slightly.

This phenomenon was detected by all the AIs present, which were responsible for overall management and monitoring, and immediately triggered an alarm.

But as soon as the alarm sounded, raging flames burst forth like a dragon into the gaps between all the facilities.

A massive explosion engulfed the entire space city, and Tiberius, who was observing the entire galaxy, saw the alarm footage transmitted back. A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips. His pale face, dark eyes, and the sharp teeth revealed when he smiled made him look like a demon from hell. "Finally, they've made their move!"

"Shoot those Assamese on the spot if they show any unusual behavior." "Yes, sir!"

As he spoke, he stood up and led his own battle group and the mortal support troops following behind them toward the deck helipad.

Meanwhile, inside the Asgard space city, the explosion had stopped, and the flames had been removed by the vacuum.

However, the damage caused was far more than that. Fortunately, some of the personnel who were wearing space combat suits survived in some cramped corners.

Using the air pressure nozzles inside their backpacks, they began to float around, searching for the source of the destruction!

呲—

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out. The person who was wandering around searching suddenly felt a chill on his chest, and when he looked down, he saw nothing at first glance.

However, as the gas nozzle continued to expel gas, his body moved forward to the vicinity of a light detector.

The light emitted by the detector refracted, causing his pupils to shrink sharply.

A thin, hair-like blade pierced right through his chest.

Even now, after realizing he was injured, he still didn't feel any pain. Perhaps it was because the blade was too thin.

But the next moment, the blade jerked violently, and his vision suddenly slid to both sides. At that moment, his consciousness was plunged into boundless darkness.

Behind him, a purplish-black nanobot stood there, twirling his blade and looking at the human who had been sliced ​​in half from top to bottom, he sneered, "Executing a vanguard mission!"

As the mechanical sound rang out, four more nanobots, identical in shape to it, floated out from some ruins behind it.

After the five of them gathered together, one of them announced in a mechanical voice, "Seed Mission Initiated! Target... Holy Mountain!"

As they spoke, the five nanotech soldiers made a U-turn and flew directly towards a certain spot on the surface of the planet below.

Their speed was so great that they generated sparks from friction with the air upon entering the atmosphere. Their final destination was a desolate, empty valley.

Furthermore, the engine nozzles behind them were constantly increasing their thrust, taking their speed to new heights.

Even as they got closer to the ground, their speed did not decrease; in fact, it even slightly accelerated.

They crashed headfirst into the ground, sending plumes of smoke shooting into the sky and causing tremors that stretched for miles around.

Their target was the underground of the secret branch of the Herwag organization where Parks worked.

The base was now in ruins. The heavy impact had penetrated hundreds of meters of soil, cement, and armor steel.

The resulting explosions and collapses resulted in the deaths of nearly 80% of the personnel at the base.

However, the area where Parks was located was unharmed, with only a slight tremor and some falling soil and dust.

The five nanotech soldiers who caused the culprits now formed a circle around Parks.

"Target detected... Seed! Execute cultivation mission, commencing... The erroneous seed has developed an independent personality! It has formed an intelligent life form, shielding the star sector signal. Initiate elimination!"

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(End of this chapter)