As long as you die, you are invincible, but in 40K

"Three thousand eight hundred and forty-four people."

"How many people died?"

"Three thousand eight hundred and seven people."

"I can read each of their names, can you?"

"can."

Bryce nodded, calmly pulled out a bolt pistol from his waist, put it against Heloise's forehead, and put his finger on the trigger, but in the end he did not shoot. Instead, he removed the magazine and handed the pistol handle to Heloise herself, and continued:

"Read the names of all the dead, and pull the trigger on your own head after each one you read. If you are still alive after 3,807 times, you will be demoted and continue your service."

After dealing with Heloise, she said to Dominica:

"Dominica, come here."

Dominica, who was trying to shrink into the ground, shuddered when she heard someone calling her name, but still took small steps forward.

"Theresa told me about you and said you were very talented. She was a serious person, but she would smile when she talked about you. Don't disappoint her again."

Just one simple sentence made Dominica's nose sore, but she still suppressed her emotions and responded:

"...yes."

While the ever-victorious soldier took Atwood to deal with matters related to Acoran, Sister Bryce turned a deaf ear and called every surviving combat sister to her side to go through this process again.

till the end.

"Colonel Zhang Ge."

Oh? And my business?

Zhang Ge was stunned for a moment before answering:

"I'm here."

"If you will hand over that sword, I can promise you the position of Planetary Governor of a Temple World."

She pointed at the Ascalon on Zhang Ge's waist and said something shocking. Even the famous ever-victorious soldier couldn't help but look sideways after she said this.

What? That thing is made of pure Yaojin? That's not right. It's so small, even if it's pure Yaojin, it can't be that valuable.

The ever-victorious soldier's curiosity was rarely aroused, but no matter how he investigated, he could not feel anything special about the sword.

Zhang Ge, upon hearing this, quickly waved his hand and refused, saying:

"No, you may take it if you wish. I do not need the position. I would rather remain in the military and fight against the enemies of the Emperor."

Bryce stared at Zhang Ge for a few seconds, first gently blocking his hand that was about to draw the sword, and then without saying anything, placed his own hand on the hilt of the sword.

Her body seemed to be still at this moment, but everyone soon realized that this was not the case. The heat dissipation sound of the power pack behind her power armor roared, and even her arm began to tremble slightly due to excessive force.

Until there was a crisp sound of metal exploding, his gauntlet was crushed by himself, and his palm slid back from the hilt due to inertia. The gauntlet fragments blocked by the counterweight at the end of the sword left bloody marks, but Ascalon was not shaken at all, and even Zhang Ge did not feel the transmitted power at all.

"really."

Before Bryce could finish his words, the ever-victorious soldier had left his other business and appeared beside Zhang Ge.

His tone was serious, no longer as irritable as before:

"Can you let me try?"

"Uh, no problem."

His huge palm could not fit on the hilt of the sword, so he used the side of his palm to support the counterweight ball and exert force.

Chapter 152 "Unable to Move"

The ever-victorious soldier did not exert force immediately, but instead scanned the area and ran his fingers around the hilt to confirm that there were no mechanisms or micro-devices.

When he discovered that the sword's structure was as simple as its plain appearance, he hesitated for a moment.

But in the end, he decided to press the palm side diagonally into the hilt, in front of the weight ball.

The moment he tried to exert force, he realized why Bryce couldn't pull out the sword, and the meaning of the word "as expected".

Being strong enough at their level, they can actually vaguely sense things that cannot be explained by words or common sense.

For example, when he exerted force at this moment, he felt the absolute law of "unable to move".

Just like an object with mass will definitely produce gravity, or a person will die if he is killed, it is not that it is strong enough or anchored by something.

It's like a simple line, or a simple physics formula in a book, drawn in front of you, telling you one thing: it cannot be moved by you.

This absurd perception even made the ever-victorious soldier wonder if he was having an illusion.

However, even though this feeling is as imperceptible as a gentle breeze blowing by inadvertently, it always surrounds me and cannot be ignored.

If this is true, then it means something much more serious than the War Titan.

He exerted some unbelievable strength.

Use force, full strength, and overload the power armor.

There was no feeling of weakness or the kind of load that comes with trying to pull something heavy.

Everything seemed absurd and natural until the Ever-Victorious Army's effort became so great that it even destroyed their own gauntlets.

He looked at his large, blood-stained palm, finding it difficult to describe the feeling of trying to draw out the sword... If one were to find a similar analogy, it would probably be likened to a person simply pushing his palm forward.

Would the person who was doing the pushing feel strange because his push did not push the universe out?

It's not like he hasn't seen similar devices or equipment before. A famous example is the sword held by his genetic father, which can "completely kill demons" even in the real universe. No matter whether you came to the real universe through a so-called projection or something else, it won't work.

In addition, according to secret intelligence obtained during the Battle of Baal, the things called "Star God Fragments" imprisoned by the aliens will also show similar characteristics.

But the problem is, that kind of feature is usually extremely powerful, so why would it be something like a recognition program here?

Something else, something else must be hidden beneath this.

The Space Marine's thinking speed was extremely fast. In the next moment, he realized the horrifying truth hidden in it:

If this sword is "immovable" to anything else, but only the person in front of it can wield it, then it means one thing: almost nothing can stop its progress.

Because stopping a moving "immovable" is itself an attempt to move it.

Based on this characteristic alone, the sword in front of him might be one of the sharpest weapons he had ever seen. In front of it, whether it was the fearless golden armor of the Imperial Guards or a weed on the roadside, there was no difference.

Even void shields have no effect on it, as void shields essentially throw incoming objects into the warp, which in itself is an attempt to move something.

But the more crucial question was, why was he chosen? Why was this seemingly nondescript Astra Militarum soldier chosen?

He looked far too ordinary, displaying none of the characteristics of a hero, not even the aura of someone who had held a high position for a long time. If he hadn't learned about him in advance through communications, he would have thought he was just an ordinary Astra Militarum soldier.

Bryce must know something more than he does.

The Ever-Victorious Army also realized this at the same time.

When facing such unknown things, the best way is not to mess around when it remains stable and you have no information, but to act together with people who at least have some knowledge.

In the face of a truly significant event, he unhesitatingly put aside his previous disagreement with Bryce and cooperated calmly, saying:

"It is indeed strange, and indeed very valuable. Judging from my knowledge, if you are willing to hand it over, you can choose any planet in the Ultramar Sector except Macragge itself."

Saying that this thing is worth a world is already a very conservative statement. Perhaps it is even an ancient relic that has been passed down to this day, and its value is at least higher than that of a battleship.

Zhang Ge was speechless after hearing this.

You know how to make conditions.

One Temple World and one Ultramar Five Hundred World.

Even if he follows the Warhammer tradition and goes crazy, what if he insists on eliminating himself, a potential threat that carries the unknown?

The Inquisition, please help me? The Madman, please help me?

Of course, Zhang Ge himself knew that the thing in his pocket was valuable. He was not a fool and he must be aware of the value of reviving a Titan warrior with one sword.

The question is, is saying it out loud considered as seeking death?

If you are caught and interrogated and tell the truth voluntarily, you can avoid subsequent punishment and die quickly. But if you are caught with your mouth open, you will say: Brother, this thing in my pocket is awesome, it can pull a Titan up on the spot if you poke it into it.

Was this courting death or legitimate intelligence sharing? Zhang Ge felt the former presented too great a risk.

After organizing his words, Zhang Ge could only reveal as much as possible and said:

"This sword originated from a great demon... or at least some kind of Warp being that's very likely similar to a great demon. To be honest, I'm not sure if I've been corrupted."

Chang Shengjun almost couldn't hold back when he heard this.

The Great Demon corrupted this thing and then used it to corrupt you? I can believe you that the Great Demon was assimilated by this thing. If a Great Demon could pull out a sword like this, the Empire would not have survived until now.

Unexpectedly, Sister Blaise said with a serious expression after hearing this:

"Well... although there are no signs of corruption, this is indeed a potential risk. Once you board the ship, please come with me. I will then examine you in the order in Hyperion."

When the Ever-Victorious Army next to him heard this, he thought to himself, "Oh no!" He thought this person followed us just to steal the Titan, but he actually had such a big plan.

Before he could come up with a reasonable reason, Zhang Ge responded with joy:

"If it's for the Empire, I have no problem with that, but I hope the soldiers under my command will be dealt with properly."

"No, your powers will not be stripped away, nor will you be imprisoned, until the results of the review are confirmed. You will simply follow the team to the Order after landing."

When did the Battle Sisters start to talk about procedures like this? Isn’t it always about grilling first and then reporting?

Although he held this slight doubt, Zhang Ge suppressed his doubts because he was the benefactor who finally fulfilled his wish. He said:

"I see. Then I have no objection."

While they were talking to each other, above them, the engineering ship had slowly moved above the crashed armed transport ship, and tractor beams dropped from its belly, linking the two together.

Chapter 153: Three Thousand Eight Hundred and Eight Sentences of Forgiveness

As the reactor inside the engineering ship became restless, the light emitted by the tractor beam gradually became stronger and more solid.

Abnormalities began to appear.

Starting from the area around the armed carrier ship embedded in the ground, countless fine sands began to collapse and flow towards the center like water.

However, the hull was not pulled out, but was forcibly pulled upward as a whole. Therefore, the abnormality was not as gentle as it appeared at the beginning. In a short period of time, it spread rapidly to a huge elliptical circular area.

The brief dip lasted perhaps half a second.

Then, a metal mountain suddenly rose from the yellow sand.

The rustling sound of the fine sand rubbing against each other suddenly turned into a roar and vibration.

Countless pieces of sand slid down from the hull of the armed carrier, forming a sand curtain like a waterfall. The collision of these countless sands on the ground caused sand mist to rise below.

At the same time, a reverse sand dune appeared on the ground as the ship separated, and countless yellow sands around it rolled into it to try to fill it, but in the end it only slightly shrank the hole, and its structure remained stable.

It is foreseeable that this large depression will become an unsolved mystery to the surrounding animals for a short period of time in the future.

Under the plasma jet from the nozzle below the engineering ship, the altitude of the two ships rose synchronously. The dazzling blue hot jet even made Zhang Ge and his companions on the land ship feel that the air was heated up a bit.

When the armed carrier was rescued, the other ships that landed on their own in the surrounding area also started up again one after another, flew into the sky at an oblique angle, and created large areas of vitrified sand on the ground that were burned by their wake.

All the soldiers who were originally in the base had been evacuated into the surrounding ships when the evacuation began, including Titan, who accepted Zhang Ge's instructions and entered an inconspicuous escort ship among the surrounding ships according to the plan, surrounded by a group of Mechanicus personnel.

Apparently, the success of the previous wave of using flagships to abduct the Dark Eldar landing craft made the priests feel that this plan was feasible. It was the case that the size of the ship was not important, as long as there were Titans, it would be effective.

Now, the only thing left on the ground is this landship and the people on it.

Of course, the evacuation fleet would not ignore this thing.

An Akaolan transport ship docked with several escort ships several times, basically cleared its load, and then slowly flew over the land ship.

When the huge shadow loomed, everyone had basically completed the remaining conversations and various work handovers.

After reading the name, Heloise did not die. Instead, she walked back and handed the grenade launcher without a magazine in her hand to Bryce.

Bryce's expression did not change because of this. He just reached out to take the gun, pointed it at Heloise, and pulled the trigger himself.

Still no firing.