Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

The appraisers at the auctions affiliated with the Brass Fortress Arena have a unique approach to appraisals.

Because for Khorne's followers, its value is largely reflected in how well it can fight.

These evaluators are very important, they will ensure that every gladiator participating in the competition is matched with an opponent who is slightly better than him.

Khorne does not recognize the heads of enemies who are weaker than the competitors, and is not stupid enough to let the gladiators cross the level to challenge the super boss.

These appraisers received Captain Frank with joy. This batch of goods was really good. Every beast was qualified to fight against Chaos warriors (without armor).

Except for one.

Super giant snapping turtle.

This giant snapping turtle looks no different from the ordinary one, seems to be bigger? Like a truck.

The combat power detection value is off the charts, but this guy is of no use. It moves extremely slowly.

The giant snapping turtle is generally immobile, and its attack distance is only a few meters in front of you, depending on the length of its neck.

Its bite can penetrate ceramite armor, but the limited attack range determines that it cannot be used as a war beast.

This guy, like all turtles, is slow, has thick armor, high defense, and strong survivability.

The auction house loves this creature, but not for the arena, but for the treasure trove.

It makes an excellent trap.

Tie it firmly underground, and the giant snapping turtle will not move at all. Even the Astartes will have difficulty discovering it. In the Bird Servant, it is just a big stone.

But once you reach its attack range, you stick your head out and bite it, and ordinary power armor will be bitten into pieces.

Moreover, even if it doesn't bite, its head has horns and spikes, and you will be seriously injured if it hits you.

This kind of trap is specially designed to deal with a certain war group with dirty hands.

The evaluator immediately reported the giant snapping turtle to the senior management. This combat power value was probably not enough to crush a Terminator.

Should the Blood God Ritual check on this giant snapping turtle? If they gain the approval of the Blood God, then they...

"哐~" The response from the top management was very fast. You are sick! How could the Blood God fall in love with a turtle? They shouted: Blood sacrifice to the Blood God. The Skull Sacrificer rushed up, and then came back with the enemy's head. This The turtle probably hasn't climbed more than two meters.

How much bite force is there? You can try biting a piece of ceramic steel, but do you still want it to bit the precious Terminator?

This giant snapping turtle was bought directly from the auction house and placed around the treasure house. After the loser in the arena was beheaded by the winner, the heart was dug out and the blood was donated, the remaining flesh and blood can be thrown to it to eat .

A large number of Ogryn guards walked with these war beasts, and the stench was overwhelming. The owner of the arena wanted Frank to sell some of these guards to him. The Brass Fortress would guarantee his safety, but Captain Frank declined.

"No one will disarm themselves at will."

"Skull on top, then leave these precious beasts to us."

The followers of Khorne waved their hands, and a dozen elite strong men came out, dragging the precious beast's cage away.

Soon enough, the Ogryns swung their sticks and struck at him. More than a dozen Ogryns started attacking at the same time and struck continuously with their big sticks. The Chaos Hercules who came forward was beaten to a pulp on the spot.

The Ogryns were still chanting: "Big guy...big guy needs to protect the goods!!!"

The Chaos hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" Some believers who were more corrupted by the Blood God joined the battlefield with knives, but these "Elite Heavy Armored Ogryns" swung their big sticks and were unreasonable and unreasonable. He hit the head of the guard who rushed up.

Frank was also shouting, but in the opposite direction. He was shouting at the end of the team: "Smart guy, come here and tell the Ogryns to stop."

The smart guy "took some time" to understand what Frank meant, and then acted to stop the commotion "before the enemy's heavily armored guards arrived."

"Smart guy! Tell them that the goods are now given to these people in red armor... Forget it, tell them that their current mission is to protect me. The mission of all Ogryns is to protect me!"

Frange looked at the blood all over the floor, swallowed, and immediately showed an apology on his face, "I'm sorry, ha, all the fees will be deducted from my auction proceeds..."

The more Frank apologizes, the more the Blood God's followers look down on him. On the contrary, the Ogryns gain respect. It's a pity that these powerful bodyguards follow this coward.

.......

There was a roar of people above the head. The bomber that was destroyed by the missile accurately landed in the center of the field, forming a competitive terrain. Gladiators from both sides entered the arena and the fight was in full swing. From time to time, the sound of the bomber being killed was heard, and the cheers on the field continued. One wave after another.

The Primaris warriors chanted, and the pituitary gland ached slightly. The corruption here was very serious. Frank probably couldn't hold on, and he would be killed too if he turned around.

Frank told the "Ogryns" what he saw and heard, and the soldiers came up with an idea for Frank to negotiate with the Blood God believers again.

"What can you say about the show bomber?"

"Performance? No, no, no, that's just a group of dark and evil vicious banshees launching an attack on us in the arena. They timed it just when our duel was about to begin, and wanted to bomb the auditorium to destroy our reputation, but they didn't We will succeed, the flames of the Blood God protect us."

The believers did not mind telling Frank, the VIP customer, these inside information. For the boss, hiding dangers was a poor method, and showing military power was the best way.

"We have been attacked 982 times, and none of them were successful!" The pride of the believers is beyond words.

"I would like to express my gratitude to your leader." Frank ended the conversation, and the Primaris warriors also had a plan.

In this case, we will also fly a fighter plane and launch an attack when the next competitive event opens.

Just head to the center of the arena!

What was carried on the plane was not a bomb, but a guidance signal instrument.

Guidance for orbital bombardment.

But before that, there are two things to do. The first is to blow up their void shield. Although it is not known whether the void shield protected by these Blood God believers has been destroyed or mutated more fiercely.

The second thing... snatch... and rescue the treasures under orbital bombardment. I'll leave this matter to...

The only man in the group who has the right to move freely!

Huh, cripple on the brass toilet! Have you heard about the Trojan horse massacre?

That behemoth caught in the heavenly world was personally operated by the biological great sage of the Dark Mechanicus. The behemoth we carefully selected from the laboratory, how could there be a normal behemoth!

If you say this is a normal giant snapping turtle, that is the biggest abnormality.

The traitors performed a crazy flesh and blood surgery on this turtle, leaving it with less flesh and blood and a large number of empty spaces under the huge turtle shell.

Heavy creature charging vehicles can now carry people!

We found a great sage of the Dark Mechanicus who cut off all mechanical equipment in it. Now, it is Kazanev.

How could the blood god's believers' combat prowess test be so explosive?

.......

On the other side, operations against the so-called Vicious Banshee Arena are also underway. The Chapter has enough warriors to infiltrate almost all large forces at the same time.

This place was originally established by Tzeentch believers disguised as rebels. They were good at operations and planning. They originally absorbed many green-skinned mercenaries. Later, a large number of Dark Eldar came here.

It is just an illusion that they allocate their troops to provoke the Blood God. The main target of these guys' attacks is the Palace of Flesh, which is the power of Slaanesh.

The conspiracy of Tzeentch and the cunning of the Dark Eldar hit it off. The warriors of the Vicious Banshee Arena decided to create the illusion of war with the Blood God to attract the forces of Slaanesh. They would definitely want to stab them in the back, so they would ambush them first. Slaanesh Vanguard, wait for them to increase their troops, and use some small means to make Khorne and Slaanesh collide.

However, there was almost no reaction from the Brass Fortress, as if they completely looked down upon their attack.

At this time, no one was willing to go to the front line to provoke.

The Dark Eldar didn't know that these were fortresses established by followers of Tzeentch. They thought they were composed of planetary independent humans. They didn't want to come into contact with Chaos, so they had no problem beating the greenskins.

The followers of Tzeentch are even less likely, they never come to the forefront.

As a result, information about recruiting mercenaries was posted. This kind of information was everywhere, and everyone was recruiting mercenaries and bounty hunters.

The soldiers of Red Torrent immediately fell in love with these treaties.

Ah, give me money for fighting Chaos? Or Chaos gives money?

Didn't rounding off rob two Chaos forces?

Dry!

"A great sage of the Dark Mechanicus came with a large number of super-large skitarii."

There’s no need to pretend, tell me, is our technology considered orthodox?

When the big think tank comes, no one will doubt that he is an Astartes.

A large group of thugs marched into the Vicious Banshee Arena, while another group of more wild-looking Mechanicus pretenders walked towards the once bustling greenskin gathering place, where the main force all participated in the "most powerful battle in the galaxy". The "Waaaaag Martial Arts Conference" has gone, and only a few little guys are left. The living space has been greatly squeezed, and even the best-selling "Bang Bang Bomb" large grenade is almost out of stock.

The Dark Eldar are instinctively disgusted with the mechanical monsters coming forward, but the Tzeentch believers are very happy. The more powerful forces, the better, and the more chaotic the situation, the better. They are good at this.

A large piece of binary code briefly introduces them. These guys have a grudge against Khorne and want to blow up the Brass Fortress when they see it. They come here to earn some money for explosives.

The Vicious Banshee Arena helped them paint all the paints with the logo of the arena they belonged to. The only requirement was to make a big fanfare and attract more enemies, the better.

And, they sent out several supervisors.

Uncertain of whether the Mechanicus would keep their word, the Mechanicus paid collateral, some important equipment, and advances were delivered to the Mechanicus.

Things that are useless to the Adeptus Mechanicus and things that are useless to the followers of Tzeentch are protons for each other.

After receiving the mission, the Dark Mechanicus set off. A group of people walked to the space port in a mighty manner. The representatives of the Dark Eldar drove the Predator anti-gravity motorboat and despised these heavy and slow metal giants below.

This was a boring journey. This group of Adeptus Mechanicus probably just threw bombs, fired twice, and then ran away relying on their heavy defenses.

Do you think the soul that was burned to death counts as the Holy Communion for my soul? It seems not possible.

The military force full of martial virtues rushed out of the city and slaughtered the bandits who sprang around. The "Sniper Skitarii" killed the enemy a few kilometers away.

They walked all the way until they reached a place filled with blood. In a low-rise shack settlement, corpses of mutants lay scattered everywhere. This small settlement, which was so poor that they didn't know the reason for the attack, had completely perished.

The ruins of tattered tarpaulins and dead trees covered a large area of ​​land in front of them.

"Back off."

The Dark Eldar ignored the request of the strange-looking oil guy below.

Fly straight forward.

"Engine start."

The exploding ion tail flames of the engine spurted out, and everything around was ignited by the scorching heat. It was like scraps of cloth were blown into the air by the heat wave, flying with flames. The representative of the Dark Eldar pulled the front of the car with all his strength, and the huge spray range of the tail flames was still Completely burning her back.

She screamed heartbreakingly and fell from the sky. No one in the "Mechanicus" paid attention to her and entered through the open hatch at the rear of the battleship.

"Call the Vicious Banshee, the bombers are ready." This full-band broadcast confused the Tzeentch believers.

The bombers took off on their own.

All channel calls! All the forces who heard this became nervous. Your bombers are ready, but you didn't say who you were going to kill.

Is this a bomber? This is a ghost.

This is a ship in terms of size!

The original purpose of this kind of ship was to carry space manta rays. During the attack on Commorragh, the Space Manta invaded the ground and fought with the Titans. The Chapter found that its speed was too slow and there were problems with signal transfer.

This kind of ship is a modified large transport ship with a space manta ray signal intensifier installed on it to carry some manta rays into the battlefield faster.

Now, it's a real bomber.

Let’s blow up all the capable forces in the world!

Don't worry about whether the bomb will be intercepted or not, make your attitude clear, I will blow you up!

This has stirred up a hornet's nest. There are interceptor missiles and fighter jets everywhere. It is common for planes to be shot down. All the fortresses are on alert except the Brass Fortress.

A suicide attack launched by a bomber. The bomb and the bomber flew down together. The pilot was the White Scar Brothers. Seeing that they were almost reaching the ground, they rolled out of the cab and mounted the anti-gravity motorcycle in the last position of the missile. car.

Riding a scooter and driving away.

The bomber took several rounds of anti-aircraft missiles, and as usual, it accurately crashed into the center of the arena under blazing fire.

The problem is, a coquettish, huge curtain flutters down from the sky, with the logo of the Vicious Banshee Arena painted on it.

Can this be tolerated?

The game in the arena continued. A large number of Blood God believers gathered at the entrance of the Brass Fortress and rushed out towards the Vicious Banshee Arena.

While the Tzeentch believers were cursing, they started their second plan and launched a suicide defense.

The main purpose is to delay the progress of the opponent's attack at the cost of self-destruction of the position. When several forces arrive, they start fighting. Under the inducement of Tzeentch, they blow up more "allies", and these guys will fight on their own.

The second all-channel broadcast came, "We have completed the bombing of the Vicious Banshee Arena, please pay us commission according to the contract."

However, when the Mechanicum's spaceship came here, anti-aircraft missiles were fired from the arena.

They still have to do superficial things, and they will still explain to those forces that are not strategic targets to provoke. They are the work of framed enemies.

People all over the planet have received your leaflet for recruiting mercenaries. As soon as the Dark Mechanicus came into being, it was in the eyes of all the major forces. It's really hard to convince the public if you say it wasn't you.

Coupled with the efforts of other Red Torrent teams, the entire planet began to fight.

In the Brass Fortress, a large number of Khorne's followers rushed out to fight, and the guards became empty.

The time has come, take action!

The Ogryns took off their disguises and killed the mortal believers like chopping melons and vegetables. The White Scars' children rushed towards the void shield module at extremely fast speeds.

The giant snapping turtle also began to riot.

There is an evil spirit among the snapping turtles.

Kazanev directly tore open the giant snapping turtle's thick carapace and got out.

The lightning powered claw is really useful.

The weapons given by the Shark Chapter Master burned the giant snapping turtle's flesh into charcoal in a short time.

The cage was easily cut open by Mad Wolf. He was wearing Mark Ten Phobos type power armor. The armor used by this type of infiltrator had almost no signal reflection. If it was not seen directly, it would be very difficult for detection instruments to detect it.

This armor is so light that Kazanev can run as fast as the wind.

He passed through various traps and destroyed them before they were activated. When he encountered even worse bomb traps, Mad Wolf ignored them and walked more than ten meters from the trap before it exploded.

A series of rapid sirens sounded throughout the fortress, but they failed after flashing twice. The "Ogryn" brigade destroyed the energy system.

Within tens of seconds while the backup energy source was activated, the treasure house guardians suffered unimaginable losses.

There is a crazy murderous genius in the darkness.

The last guarded area of ​​the treasury is the gladiator quarters of the Brass Fortress.

This is a group of fighting madmen. You tell them that there is a supreme magic weapon in the treasure house at the back. They can fight to the last person to prove that he is worthy of the magic weapon, and then tear open the treasure house and take it, but you tell them that there is a supreme magic weapon in the back. They were all gold coins, but they looked down upon them and didn't take them seriously at all.

Most of the gladiators have left to participate in the war, but the champion of the gladiatorial arena is still there. The Chaos veteran has completed 888 games here and is approaching the sacred victories. He quietly waits for the arrival of his opponent.

I smell it, the scent of a strong man.

The blood god is above.

He lifted the axe.

The mad wolf saw his opponent, and the noise of the chainsaw was so loud that it seemed as if the entire corridor was its echo.

The Chaos Veteran saw it. The light from the activation of the Lightning Power Claw was so dazzling that the dark corridor without power was filled with lightning.

Hold on to the axe, the Blood God is watching me, no one can defeat me, no one!

The Chaos veteran roared. Half of his power armor had long been shattered, and several metal plates were tied to his body to protect his vitals.

He is also very fast.

The chainsaw spewed black smoke, and the promethium engine was running more powerfully than ever before.

The blessing of the Blood God was coming, and the muscles of the Chaos veteran bulged abnormally, and the scarlet color became more intense. He held an ax in both hands, and his arms trembled violently.

He's like a newbie.

A novice who was so excited before a duel that his adrenaline surged and his muscles shook uncontrollably.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne!!!"

The giant ax was lying horizontally, he was spinning, he was spinning, the black smoke circled his body for a circle and a half, the Chaos veteran roared wildly, this was the most powerful ax he had ever wielded in his fighting career, from the moment he saw the click At the moment when Shanifu's heart beat like thunder, he was extremely convinced of this matter.

The mad wolf jumped up. He jumped high and used all his strength to draw out his claws, which were as fast as lightning.

Even if the Astartes usually come here to watch the battle, they can only see a ray of lightning appearing on the great ax of the Chaos veteran.

The electric light began to spread, bouncing off the rapidly rotating single-molecule chain saw, breaking through the barrier of black smoke, falling into the hanging skull decoration, and then leaping into the scarlet flesh.

The veteran's arm was shattering, absolute heat penetrated into his skin and jumped out again, and each arm disappeared in the lightning.

The chain ax had hit something, and he was absolutely certain that it had hit something.

His right arm lost consciousness, and three power claws cut through the ceramic shoulder pads and sank into his shoulders.

The blackened bones were still shaking. I don't know where the strength came from. The bones were strong and not broken. Only the bones were left in the entire right arm, but the ax was still spinning.

The red light came back on and the backup power supply was turned on.

The warning lights kept fanning, and the two powerful warriors passed each other, turning back to back.

There was an ax mark on Kazanev's chest, the Phobos-type power armor gave up protection, and blood was seeping out.

The Chaos veteran's appearance has been completely destroyed, and it is unclear whether he is an Astartes or a daemon, but he still fights.

Fighting is life!

The mad wolf heard meaningless roars coming from behind him. He turned around and saw that the Chaos veteran was splitting. Something in his body seemed to be breaking out of the wall, and his opponent was charging towards him crazily.

With his claws holding the heavy attack of the chain axe, Kazanev's body sank, and even he felt it was difficult.

He would not win this wrestling. In the flash of lightning, he used both arms to the right, threw the opponent's ax to one side, and raised one foot to lift it on the opponent's body.

The Chaos veteran fell sideways, and his "disengagement" caused more serious effects.

The skin and flesh exploded, and black spikes "shot out" rapidly, almost piercing the opponent's head.

Kazanev took a few steps back, and he saw that the mass of flesh and blood began to proliferate strangely, and black spikes suddenly stuck out of it. Some of the spikes had small holes, and the wails of countless mortals spread out from it.

This time of powerful blessing, the Chaos veteran could not withstand it and turned into a ball of Chaos eggs.

Kazanev inserted the lightning power claw into the opponent's flesh again and again, and every moment a large amount of flesh and blood turned into black charcoal.

"The emperor's will can be candled, and the hole will destroy the monsters."

The speed of the mad wolf is getting faster, and the Phobos-type armor is approaching the limit. The black spikes have not hit this powerful Primaris warrior once, the champion of the red torrent, waving his weapon, bit by bit, destroying the Chaos Egg. Ling Chi.