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

The explosion of the Clark grenade destroyed the huge fan that was still running below. This weapon, which is used to penetrate the heavy armor of the vehicle, is overkill when facing these running fans.

The explosion destroyed the rotating blades and disabled the transmission core. Tarot jumped down, took out a bottle of green injection from his tactical belt, and dripped it onto his steel knife.

Stabbing into the gap, these green liquids strengthened the penetrability of Catachan's saber, and pried open the gap with Tarot's strength.

"Come on over here stupidly."

Benben kicked it up and opened the cover that sealed the fan.

"Okay, that's okay too."

Getting out of the gap created by Benben, Tarot observed the air purification station. There was nothing inside except the traces of the battle and the blood stains left on the ground. The identification mark for serving the Tribunal and the red I under the brand of the purification station had also been roughly scratched out.

"Tsk...Are you going to kill people from the Tribunal on sight? Even if they are working in name?"

Tarot used his saber to slightly lift the curtain that had not been pulled down by the window, and observed the situation outside the purification station through a small gap.

The streets were deserted, with only a few erected crosses on which some people who had been burnt to charcoal were tied. The iron tags hanging around their necks said that they were heretics who had blasphemed the saints and the emperor.

The Inquisition Fortress not far away is still in battle, and the Storm Troopers and the Imperial Guards stationed around are still defending against the impact of the Atonement Army.

Tarot called Benben to follow him quickly, but he was not sure that the defensive soldiers could last long in front of the rebellious Battle Sisters.

At this time, I couldn't take the main entrance, so the good habits Tarot developed on the planet Catachan came in handy.

Like every cunning beast who leaves several escape routes for himself, the Catachan explores all available routes wherever he stays.

Running to the edge of the wall, he looked up and saw a shooting window 200 meters high. Tarot knew that he could create a gap through which he could enter just by stuffing a melt bomb into it.

But where to find melta bombs? We must find a group of lone Atonement Army to ambush.

"Bengben, you stand, I'll go up and take a look."

Throwing another can to Benben, Tarot bit the steel knife with his teeth and climbed onto the vertical wall. It was as easy as an ape climbing on vines in the jungle or a blue sheep jumping and running on the cliff.

Tarot can hold his body up from falling with just his fingers, but that's nothing to brag about. Every Catachan who survives to adulthood can do this.

Crouching on a metal eagle head decoration, Tarot looked at everything he could see.

The surrounding streets were filled with the Atonement Army who carried out religious trials. They pulled out the residents defined as heretics, regardless of men, women, old and young, and either shot them to death directly, or hung them on crosses and purified them with fire.

But you can see that their behavior is not that crazy. It is completely different from the madmen of the Slaanesh sect that Tarot has seen.

The madmen of the Cult of Slaanesh will amuse themselves by cutting your head off with a knife while they enlighten themselves. Those psychopaths who only think about perverted ways of playing can only have promiscuity and murder.

The madmen of Slaanesh will eat your flesh and rape you, then skin you and put it on themselves. The whole street will become a corpse pit for them to vent their desires.

They have no concept of allies. They will kill each other while hunting down normal people. Those lunatics are also happy to do this. It seems that the torture of killing and torture has become a way for them to say hello.

Tarot followed the Inquisitor to deal with such a situation once, and the Kans 221 mining planet base was like that.

There are only a few normal people except for madmen who vent their beastly desires in corpses and insert body parts into all the holes in their bodies.

The stormtroopers who went down to investigate the situation went crazy, and when they came back, they shot themselves in the head.

In the end, the judge just said calmly: "Don't worry about them, they will deal with themselves."

In the end, those crazy people who indulged in lust really did what the judge said. They first killed normal people, then killed their own people, and finally started killing themselves. They use all means to pursue pleasure.

While lighting the corpse, he jumped on it to vent his desire, not caring about the pain of being burned by the fire.

But these Atonement Army, apart from pulling out all the non-Atonement Army people and killing them, they have done nothing more extraordinary.

The shooting of those bullets had no meaning of torture at all, but more of a sense of hatred and complete destruction.

Pure frustration.

Is it Khorne's corruption? But it's not like that. Their treatment methods are too clean. There are almost no blood pools and corpse pits, only citizens who are constantly hanging on crosses and burned to ashes.

"I really don't understand this..."

Tarot climbed down from the golden eagle stake and stood beside Benben.

"Come on, I see a Rhino transport truck coming. We can use my little baby to blow it up and capture a few nuns along the way."

"I want to eat."

Sighing, Tarot knew that Benben would not understand such complicated things. It is estimated that Benben didn't understand anything except walking.

A triangle jammer specially provided by the Inquisition was set up and adjusted to the common frequency of the Rhino transport vehicle. This thing can rely on similar source code to interfere with the accuracy of the auspicious device on the vehicle, thus removing the figures of Benben and Tarot from the screen. Erase.

Weighing the Clark armor-piercing grenade in his hand, Tarot was calculating when the Rhino transport vehicle would reach his throwing range.

He had to calculate all of this and then throw it out without any preview. After all, the battle sisters who controlled the bolter machine guns on the Rhino were not easy to deal with.

Although Tarot can easily wrestle with those women and break their bones without wearing power armor, but with the power armor that enhances the whole body's functions, Tarot must take it seriously.

The sound of the rhinoceros transport vehicle's tracks crushing the ground came. Tarot pulled out the safety bolt of the armor-piercing grenade and threw it into the sky.

"Hopefully I haven't lost my skill at stoning birds in Catachan."

The grenade flew into the sky and fell downwards due to gravity, just hitting the top armor of the Rhino transport vehicle.

The heat penetrated the armor, and the battle sisters who realized they were being attacked quickly got out of the car. They formed a combat formation to guard the surroundings.

Another smoke bomb fell from the sky, exploding into smoke that obscured the vision.

"Suppression shot!"

Three of the nuns were on alert, and three of them opened fire, firing bombs into the smoke, and when they were reloading, they switched to another team to continue firing.

"But I'm sorry, you called the wrong place!"

Tarot and Benben rushed from behind the battle nuns, cutting a steel knife directly into the joints of the power armor, easily cutting off her weapon-holding arm, and kicked her over.

Benben used his own strength to swing the tearing gun with a heavy bayonet.

The power armor on the nuns could not withstand Benben's strength, and the ceramic steel armor on their chests was dented and broken, and they fell to the ground hard, making them unable to stand for a while.

The explosion of smoke only drew the nuns' attention in another direction; after all, their transport was exploding from the top. They were unable to quickly determine the enemy's specific location in just a few seconds, and this was also the reason why Tarot and Benben were able to succeed in sneak attacks.

The nuns were beaten and staggered, one by one lying on the ground coughing blood. Tarot didn't get too close, just wiped the blood on the knife with his own muscles.

"Hey! Tell me, why did you betray the empire?"

"Shut up! You devil! We will never give in to you."

"Devil? Look at what you are doing here. Who is the devil?"

Tarot felt even more strange when he saw the nun yelling at him, "Are you loyal to the emperor?"

"You devil! What qualifications do you have to blaspheme the emperor's holy name!"

Seeing the Battle Sisters excitedly rushing over to fight him, Tarot sighed, "Let's go, Benben, let's see what good stuff they have in their car. It's best to have a melt bomb."

The nuns cursed at Tarot's back and tried their best to move their seriously injured bodies. Tarot found a string of melt bombs engraved with scriptures in the transport vehicle. He tied them diagonally to his body and walked out of the transport vehicle pulling a rocket backpack.

"Okay Benben, this way we can go home for dinner faster."

He put a rocket backpack on Benben's back and adjusted the flight parameters. After all, he couldn't expect an Ogryn to master such an assault weapon.

Although it would be difficult to withstand the huge momentum generated by this thing without power armor, it should be fine for those who are stupid and thick-skinned.

"Sage...Emperor...for you!"

A nun tremblingly took off the grenade from her belt and wanted to throw it at Tarot and Benben. Then she was hit by a flying knife that knocked away the fragmentation grenade before it could be activated.

"Tsk...crazy woman."

Tarot spat, and did not choose to kill these nuns. They were just a group of Tanas bugs who had been delighted. What else could they do.

After activating the rocket backpack, Benben grabbed him and flew high into the sky. When he stopped, he forcefully took out the melt bomb in his hand.

The wall with the shooting hole was blown through, and Tarot and Benben flew into it.

"I feel a little hot."

"Okay, okay, it's all an illusion. You're not hot, you're hungry."

"Oh."

Tarot quickly took off the rocket backpack from Benben's back. Although this thing did not break Benben's bones, the heat generated by the backpack without a cooler burned the skin on Benben's back.

"Okay, we're home, we can eat, but do you still remember what Omar taught you?"

"Remember, call them before eating."

"Very well, let's go get Rusty and we'll have dinner together."

"Ah."

Tarot looked at the surrounding environment, judged his position, and led Benben towards Rust's study. The strange turmoil here could only be solved by the psyker.

Our leaders are contacting the beloved Hive Mind, and soon a tyrant will be here. What do you think they will do when they come? Build democracy. That's right.

Many people in the empire believed in the hive consciousness sect and really believed that the hive consciousness would bring them a better life. But unfortunately, when the true consciousness came to their planet, the lies were torn apart, and a large number of Those who believed in the Chicken Thief Sect fell into despair.

They thought it was a liberator, but it was just there to eat.