Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

Domian had never imagined that he would believe in the Emperor so devoutly today, a devastated poor man who would grab whatever he could when he fell into the water. The Emperor's devout faith was the life-saving straw he clung to when he fell into the water.

When Domian was ready to die, he heard a huge wailing mixed with echoes coming from the car room in front. After listening to the voice, the trembling Domian did not see the superhuman black-armored monster coming to ask for his name, but their temporary commander Lin Fan walked out carrying the black-armored warrior's helmet full of holes. His whole body was stained with strangely colored black blood.

When asked how Lin Fan defeated such a powerful monster, Lin Fan just took out the wooden statue of the emperor hanging around his neck and said silently: "At the most critical moment, the great God Emperor blessed me. .”

After placing all the corpses of his comrades neatly, Lin Fan silently bowed to these brave and kind-hearted guys to express his condolences. Domian on the side may have thought that this was a ritual of belief in the God Emperor, and he followed suit. Bowed.

The two survivors went to the car room at the front to see Delia's condition. After the hatch opened, Delia's scream penetrated the ears of the two people.

"Ouch!!!!"

"What are you screaming about!" Lin Fan's voice calmed down the screaming Delia.

Delia then looked back to see who was entering the cabin, and showed a shy smile that was a little frightened and thankful, "I thought they got in the car, and you were all dead. The sound of fighting and wailing The sound was so loud that it scared me."

Lin Fan looked at the neurasthenic young priest in front of him, and felt some concern in his heart. He touched her head and comforted her: "Okay, okay, we have dealt with those guys, and we will solve all this. Everyone is going to be fine."

Delia felt Lin Fan's touch. Logically speaking, such a rude move would definitely make her angry, but why were these mortal hands so warm and sacred? Delia felt Lin Fan's hand seriously, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

If Lin Fan still remembered the conversation with the Emperor at this time, he should have realized that his body was always shielded by the Emperor's power, in order to prevent Lin Fan's big trumpet from calling those subspaces all the time. of demons and various hungry monsters. But this also affects those mortals who believe in the Emperor. When they come into contact with Lin Fan, they will feel the Emperor's sacred aura. Although the Emperor's aura is cold, it becomes more tempered by Lin Fan's special physique. Warm and sacred, for those who believe in it, it is a more effective temptation than Salis.

Although Delia believes in the God of All Machines, in the internal propaganda of the Mechanicum, the Emperor is the best proof that the God of All Machines walks in the world, especially after the Emperor was seriously injured and sat on the Golden Throne, this belief is Become more pious and overflowing. After all, before sitting on the throne, the emperor didn't have half a day of machinery on his body. After sitting on the throne, this is great. Basically, there is no place on the body that is not connected to cables and instruments. This makes those who see it How could the members of the Mechanicus, who were as deadly as machines, not get excited?

Today, Delia is deeply infected by Lin Fan's harmonious aura. This reminded her that after she was hit by subspace energy before, the plug-in in her brain was damaged, and all kinds of waste codes were flowing crazily to pollute her spirit. At that time, Delia felt that she was already dying, and she had not yet done anything for Wanji. God served well and died in vain.

This unwillingness made Delia very painful, even more than the pain of having her mind eroded by the useless code.

But with the slight touch of Lin Fan's hands, the waste code mixed with the power of subspace disappeared in an instant. The sacred and warm breath that she had never experienced softly embraced Delia's whole body, letting her feel the thoughts in her mind. Installed modules and plugins have never been easier to install.

Could it be that he is also a form of all-powerful gods walking in the human world? If this is true, then I am so lucky! I really want to show the God of Wan Ji the polished gears on my body! But what about fake ones? That kind of breath is really comfortable, I really want him to keep touching it.

Delia is too young and too lacking in knowledge, and she also lacks corresponding learning from her teachers. This leads to her thinking still retaining a lot of human parts instead of mechanical parts. If she were a After the old Mechanicus priest was touched like this by Lin Fan, all the instruments in his body must be running efficiently and continuously sending holy codes to show his infinite worship and piety to the incarnation of the God of All Machines. Of course, she might also want to show Lin Fan her polished and shiny gears, record all the details of this rare and precious scene, and encrypt it hundreds of times in her own memory module. copy.

Lin Fan felt that Delia seemed to have regained her composure, so he took a deep breath, slumped in the car seat, and regained his energy.

To be honest, I didn’t feel much pain or tiredness, but the huge psychological pressure caused by the real sense of oppression was real. The pressure of watching people die, the pressure of being hunted, and the pressure of facing the blasphemy of Superman. Pressure, this combined pressure made Lin Fan feel deep mental fatigue.

This reminded him of those interstellar warriors. Even if they have been transformed to have excellent resistance to killing scenes, their long combat career will still have more or less impact on these supermen and eventually disrupt them. will.

Lin Fan didn't know if there would be a day when he would need psychological treatment, but it was most important to at least resolve the issues on this planet first. Such a beautiful and peaceful planet should not fall into eternal despair like the rest of this dark universe. This kind of tragedy that ruthlessly shattered the beauty on Lin Fan's face, he hoped would never happen again.

"Be worried about the world's worries first, and be happy after the world's happiness." Lin Fan silently recited an ancient Chinese poem he was familiar with, thinking about his future.

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"MD is so damned." First company commander Maurice Ukagel took the remaining 200 or so soldiers around him to evacuate from Ketun, the capital of the agricultural world of Kamaklan.

This city has gone crazy. It is obvious that the upright and honest residents of the empire in the past have become crazy and barbaric one by one. They are not afraid of life and death and mindlessly rushed towards the station of the first company of the empire. They have not yet solved the problem. The first company, who knew what was going on, didn't even fire immediately. Instead, they shouted and asked the residents who rushed over what they wanted to do.

In the end, the political commissar, who had always been unpopular with the Guards, fired the first shot, accurately using a laser pistol to kill a resident who was rushing over, and made these cruel decisions that were traitors. Although from the company commander Yukager It seemed that this was the most correct decision he had ever made when encountering this cold-faced political commissar. Otherwise, he would not even be able to evacuate these 200 people.

Under the pressure of the political commissar's majesty and the residents rushing over from a distance, the soldiers of the first company aimed at the running guys and fired round after round until there was no one standing in the open field in front of their station. talking guy. Many soldiers couldn't bear to see the blood in front of them. This is understandable. After all, they are all guys recruited from this planet. They have little combat experience and little combat will. They only rely on their stupidity to achieve the best results in the group. Good level of training.

When the political commissar led a team of troops out to inspect the situation, unfortunately, or quite naturally, the ever-cold and loyal political commissar was shot in the head by the homemade automatic weapon of the Planetary Defense Force. The sticks that went out to inspect None of the boys survived either.

Immediately, the company's station, which was composed of various cellars, was attacked by the renegade Planetary Defense Forces from all directions. Their helmets were painted with unknown multi-pointed stars with unknown colors of paint. Yukagel looked at them. The color was like dried blood. The company tried its best and took out the heavy laser cannon and heavy bolt machine gun at the bottom of the box to be able to block the attack of the planetary defense forces.

Normal Chaos Rebellion art style

It has to be said that these inconspicuous armors have a very good defense against the automatic weapons of the defense forces. Most soldiers who are hit from a distance only have a small hole in their body armor. .

"Damn it!" Yukagel cursed secretly again. They could have relied on the fortifications to defend for several days, and even if the rebels did not have heavy weapons, it would not be a problem to defend for several months.

If that disturbing black armored giant hadn't appeared.

The giant launched an attack from the spot where the rebels had the slightest shot. He used precise marksmanship to instantly kill the soldiers of the first company guarding the line of defense. He then rushed in front of everyone at an incredible speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye. . Yukagel swore that if he hadn't spent a lot of money to install a sophisticated prosthetic eye for himself, he might not have known what happened.

The giant strolled around under the siege of the soldiers, instinctively looking for cover to avoid the hail of bullets, and could achieve accurate and ruthless long-distance kills while moving at high speeds. It almost sounded like a terrifying huge gunshot. There will be one or more soldiers who will be blown into pieces together with their armor. Soon the soldiers' defense line collapsed. They turned their backs on the black-armored giant and ran in all directions, trying to find a safe place.

But where is the safe place? Either he was killed by the black-armored giant, or he was killed by the rebels outside the door.

Witnessing everything, Yukagel quickly gathered more than 300 soldiers from the headquarters around him, retreated into the cellar network they built, and quickly placed explosives to blow up many passages. Unfortunately, there were also Many people died in the hands of the black-armored giant. But fortunately, the structure of the tunnel is very small, and it is difficult for the black-armored giant to enter and move, so he can only use his terrifying firearms to vent his anger at Yukagel and his party.

In the end, we were the only ones left. Yukagel looked at the first company soldiers covered in mud and with low morale, and didn't know what to plan next.