The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

But across from them was Cooper.

The neural link made his consciousness one with BT, and the talent given to him by the Iron Hand allowed him to control this war machine with ease.

What's more, compared to their first appearance on Mars, they have completed the equipment upgrade.

He and BT are not just good-looking!

Cooper's neural link turned his every thought into the Titan's action.

When the Phantom Knight's psychic sword slashed down, he dodged it with an almost impossible sideways slide according to the optimal evasive trajectory calculated by the BT. The Phantom Knight's psychic blade only plowed a charred furrow in the ground.

"So fast?"

The Eldar was surprised, but not panicked. Speculating that the mech could only use its fists for melee combat, he swung his sword again. Unexpectedly, the mech's mere movement unleashed a scorching plasma, condensing into a blazing white blade. As his sword slashed down again, Cooper precisely blocked the attack with his beam saber.

As the two weapons collided, dazzling sparks flew and the Eldar pilot felt dizzy.

"He can keep up with our movements!"

He realized he had made a major mistake. He had always believed that close combat was their advantage, but he had never imagined that the other party was no weaker than him in this area.

He sheathed his sword and tried to distance himself, but Cooper wouldn't give him that chance.

"BT?"

"Charging complete, Pilot."

The thermal spear attached to the Titan's fuselage had already fully charged, the molten heat gathering at its tip causing it to emit a chilling red glow. Cooper, previously focused on close combat, sheathed his beam saber and, with BT's assistance, raised the thermal spear, aiming it at the Nether Knight's cockpit.

"Target locked: enemy cockpit."

The Phantom Knight's scatter shield was useless at such a close distance. The Eldar pilot watched in horror as the deadly spear tip reached his face.

boom!

The high-temperature jet from the melta weapon instantly vaporized the wraithbone armor. However, under the full protection of the soul stone's psychic energy, the heat beam failed to penetrate the cockpit.

The frightened Eldar pilot had no time to rejoice, but found that the opponent had put down the thermal spear, clenched his hand into a huge fist, and smashed the cockpit that had lost the protection of the soul stone with one punch!

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Chapter 264: The divine (green) soldier (skin) descends from the sky.

Compared to the Flame Crystal Cannon, the orbital bombardment from the sky is more like a divine punishment.

The death wail of the behemoth shook all the Eldar, including Caledon, but the leader knew they could not stop here.

The voice was almost drowned out by the roar of artillery fire, but the Eldar warriors still heard his orders clearly.

——Attack, keep attacking!

"The human fleet needs time to reload! Their weak armor cannot withstand the firepower of our behemoths! Charge in now and burn their factories and command centers that desecrate our sacred land to ashes!"

The power of the strike cruiser's macro cannon and light spear is indeed average compared to that of a professional ground attack ship, and with only one ship, it is impossible to provide bombing coverage.

The remaining two giant dinosaur beasts roared to the ground, and the flame crystal turrets on their backs once again lit up with a lava-like red light, and the laser cannons fired opened a deeper gap in the human defense line.

The dragon knights and affiliation warriors gritted their teeth and charged forward against the aftermath of the orbital bombardment.

They are going to bet everything here, give it all!

The Eldar's general offensive officially began. However, as if waiting for the two behemoths to open fire, shortly after the Flame Crystal Cannons fired, the air in front of them suddenly twisted.

Ordinary people would think that this was just the distorted aftermath of the laser burning the air, but the Eldar noticed something strange.

A surging tide of psychic energy spread across the battlefield, and the Eldar's psychic senses felt as if they were being pricked by needles. The source was the space ahead, as if being torn apart by invisible hands.

As strange blue ripples appeared in the air, a huge shadow emerged from the waves.

These outlines hadn't yet fully solidified, but their massive forms were already discernible—all war machines over ten meters tall. Leading them all was a thirty-meter-tall Warlord-class Titan!

"How did they do that?!"

An Eldar screamed in disbelief.

Isram had felt the same aura on the energy shields of those Titans, but he was not sure and did not dare to believe it.

Humans are actually using the soul stones of the Eldar as a medium to directly warp to Titans from orbit!

The prophet didn't know what to say. He didn't even have the energy to feel that these humans were blasphemous. He was just shocked that these humans could so skillfully "twist" the sacred creations of the Eldar.

Caledon was the same, but as a Savage Eldar who didn't use Soul Stones, he didn't feel too deeply about this. He ordered:

"Attack those phantoms! Destroy them before they completely descend!"

The Eldar immediately concentrated their firepower, and a barrage of dart guns and solar cannons poured down on the translucent outlines.

The attack was indeed effective. Unlike warp teleportation, this unheard-of teleportation technique could be disrupted by physical attacks. Shadows flickered in the Eldar's attack, and parts of them even showed signs of disintegration.

This was indeed their most vulnerable moment, but the Eldar did not have enough firepower.

"Where's the Flame Crystal Cannon?!"

Caledon roared and looked at the giant beast behind him.

"Still cooling down!"

The beastmaster responded desperately.

The remaining firepower of the Eldar was simply not enough to defeat such a huge target in a short period of time. Caledon realized that he had fallen completely into a human trap.

If they had revealed these behemoths earlier, they would not have pressed the beasts here, nor would they have even thought of launching an attack.

If they had teleported earlier, they might have been able to concentrate their firepower and destroy these steel behemoths.

But nothing.

It was just when they decided to gamble everything, and just when their high-powered weapons were cooling down!

The feet of the Thunderlord and Warlord Titans finally fully materialized. They stomped heavily on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust far greater than the beasts' advance.

The armor plates of the Thors that were targeted during the transfer were damaged and pitted, but their weapon systems were still intact and had not suffered any damage.

Under Christina's command, their weapon systems were activated at full power.

"Fire."

A torrent of plasma poured out like a calamity, and the shockwave of the explosion overturned all the Eldar in the vicinity. The hot plasma aftermath even melted the nearby sand, forming a vitrified scorched earth.

The Thor mechas following closely behind her were even simpler. They directly activated the Punisher cannons on their backs, blowing up the Eldar who survived the Titan's firepower, and the entire front line turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Humans don’t have units that can compete with the behemoths?

No, not only do they have it, they also use the technology of the Eldar to bring even more terrifying things to the battlefield!

Caledon knew that their last chance was fading fast.

"All dragon knights, disperse and charge! Let the pterosaur knights rush into the range of their void shields with bombs!"

He roared, "Get to their feet before those things fully unleash their firepower, and we still have a chance to destroy them!"

The first to respond to his order were the pterosaur knights who had returned after replenishing their bombs.

They wanted to deal with these Titan-class units in the same way they had dealt with the previous artillery positions, but the Thor mecha pilots led by the old hunter gave them a heavy blow.

Faced with the pterosaur knight who swooped down and entered the range of the void shield and wanted to entangle them, the Thor mecha simply opened the magazine.

A swarm of tracking missiles roared out, equipped with proximity fuses. They didn't need to hit directly, but would create a sea of ​​fire among the pterosaurs.

In order to fit in a huge energy shield generator, Leon had cut off many accessories including the Javelin missile launcher. Now that he has replaced it with a void shield, he has put back some accessories that can significantly improve combat effectiveness while keeping the cost under control.

The pterosaur knights, who hadn't seen any anti-aircraft weapons on these mechas, were unprepared for this attack, and half of them were hit by the flying fragments. The pterosaurs had their membranes torn apart and fell from the sky like meteors.

After recovering from his shock, Isram realized they had no chance.

Yeah, they got all the troops to join the general attack, but then what?

Their main force was the Savage Eldar, and even the most common of them, armed with a spear, could fight against an Undead soldier in power armor. But they lacked long-range weapons. With such overwhelming firepower, could these Savage Eldar have a chance of getting close?

They were just a small Ark, and these warriors and Nether Knights were their entire assets. How could they possess a Revenant Titan that could rival these Titans? How could they possibly defeat the two strike cruisers in orbit?

It was not until this moment that Isram finally realized what kind of enemy they were facing.

Although these humans were limited in number, they possessed a comprehensive system and cunning tactics. From individual power armor to artillery and heavy armor, they were fully equipped. How could these lame Eldar, who were even lacking in equipment, possibly defeat them?

They will only be ruthlessly ravaged, defeated, and crushed by these humans. If this war continues, it will only turn into a one-sided massacre.

I don't understand the idea of ​​being able to win!

He thought of the old prophet who had asked Samhan for help. He had once thought that the old prophet's request for help had cast a shadow of failure on him from the beginning, but now he only admired the old prophet's foresight.

Even if they didn't attack, these humans would eventually gather a torrent of steel that would overturn the entire Etherland like crushing a tiny insect.

"Retreat! Retreat to the webway immediately!"

He screamed, "We have no obligation to face an unbeatable foe! Caledon, and you too!"

The Ark Eldar warriors responded quickly and began to retreat in an orderly manner. The Nether Knights also formed a formation, covering their retreat.

But the Savage Spirits did not move.

"We have no way to retreat. This is our home! Either we win or we die!"

Under the orders of Caledon, who still refused to give up, melta bombs and overload grenades that could paralyze vehicles were quickly distributed.

These vehicle-disabling weapons are their last hope.

"Don't stop! Use our flesh and blood to buy time for the Flame Crystal Cannon!"

The Deinonychus took heavy steps and charged towards the fire from the Thor mecha.

The Undead Army's barrage of bullets rained down, but the Eldar, regardless of casualties, forcibly tore a gap in the steel defense. Several dragon knights approached the Thor mech, and the hot melt bombs were hurled fiercely at the mech's joints.

A blazing explosion engulfed the lower limbs of a Thor. Its leg armor melted into molten iron, and its massive body began to stagger noticeably.

“It worked, it worked!”

The Eldar erupted in wild cheers, and the remaining dragon riders were even more frantic, riding their Direfangs high into the air, trying to place the bombs in more lethal positions.

The situation on the battle seemed to be turning around - until a dark figure blocked the way of all the dragon knights.

That's Armidale.

But it's not him.

His eyes turned into cold vertical pupils. Mirabereas, who was staying in Armidale, was looking at all the Deinonychus on the battlefield.

These dragon species raised by the barbaric elves are the bloodlines that flowed out from the Blue Star. Even though they have been separated and divided for tens of thousands of years, the Blue Star is still the source of their bloodline.

The Black Dragon cannot manipulate them directly, but still has an irrefutable influence on them.

The dragon riders, not understanding why their companions were suddenly growling in anxiety, forced the Deviltooth to continue moving forward. But Armidale slowly raised his head.

What rolled in his Adam's apple was not a human voice, but the roar of an ancient dragon.

"roll!"

The Deinonychus' charge came to an abrupt halt.

These lower dragon species instinctively trembled under the pressure of the black dragon, their pupils contracted, their muscles stiffened, and then they began to flee uncontrollably.

The dragon riders were horrified to find that their mounts no longer obeyed their orders. The Devilfang Dragon wailed and turned around, rushing back recklessly, its thick limbs trampling the Eldar warriors who were still charging.

All the dragon knights were now trapped in the battlefield. After they, who were originally in the front, suddenly collapsed, the entire relatively orderly offensive was also broken. The Eldar's last desperate struggle collapsed in the trampling of each other.

Caledon watched his army consumed by fear.

He tried to stop the out-of-control Deifangs, but it was no use. Armidale's presence was etched into the consciousness of every dragon like a nightmare, and they would rather crush their own kind than take another step forward.

He almost went crazy: "What the hell is going on?!"

At this point in the battle, casualties should be meaningless. To Caledon, as long as victory is achieved, no sacrifice is unacceptable.

But to be counted as casualties, it must at least be a battle.

They were just defeated unilaterally!

The human strike cruiser roared again, and the macro cannon projectiles were like the divine punishment that destroyed the Eldar gods in their mythology, crushing the last two dinosaur monsters along with hundreds of warriors around them.

Caledon looked up and found that the Ark Eldar had already withdrawn tens of thousands of miles away, leaving them with only a vague silhouette.

Things have developed to this point and there is no point in persisting. Continuing to fight will only lead to the complete extinction of the Savage Elf Tribe.

Caledon felt his soul almost torn apart by this defeat, but he could only order: