Conjurer? I, the Warhammer Psyker

Despite Isayama's strong resistance, Cole Fallon finally did not place the other bald man there as Isayama's personal bodyguard.

After all, that thing can be considered a powerful combat weapon. It would be better to go straight into the enemy's camp and have more combat power.

Since the large-scale gang-hopping war, the church opposite the [Ultramarines] battleship can be seen with the naked eye, which is very lively. The big red cans and the big blue cans are fighting each other. The enemies are jealous when they meet. They all want to eat each other's blood.

Shame is engraved on the spine of the [Word Bearer], and today is the day that all these blue dogs will be skinned and cramped.

The torrent of steel is pouring, and all kinds of individual weapons of destruction are almost put into use.

Flames and thick smoke directly covered the interior of the [Macragge's Glory], and cruel and bloody fighting was staged in every corner of these battleships.

The falling debris of the rail gun outside the rain echoed with the burning meteors, which looked particularly tragic.

[Ultimate Warrior] The surface steel of the battleship is constantly trembling, and some areas even directly trigger violent explosions. You can even see some unlucky ones flying out of the blasted copper and iron walls and directly smashing them. I don't know whether I will live or die on the outer void shield.

The battle has begun on the other side. It is not good for Isayama Norimei to continue to be a fountain commander. He has to do something, otherwise the battle loss ratio of the [Ultimate Warriors] will only continue to rise.

"You guys hold on."

Isayama Norimei and them are like grasshoppers on a rope. The heavier the casualties on the [Ultimate Warriors] side, the lower the reward he will get.

So something must be done first to reduce the battle loss ratio of the [Ultramarines], which will leave the [Word Bearers] with no hope of coming back, and can only be killed by the numbers of the Smurfs.

Temporarily disconnected from his Primarch friends, he waited until he walked out of his lounge and into the corridor outside.

It was found that compared with the previous ten steps and one post, and five steps and one post, the number of people in the entire battleship was suddenly much smaller.

He came to the bridge and looked down from the top. It seemed that there were not many [Word Bearers] left responsible for escorting the ship. As expected, all of them should have gone to join the gang war.

Obviously, you can destroy many warships by ramming them directly, but you have to use the oldest and simplest method to fight. Maybe this is the romance of the Warhammer world.

When they saw the Mechanicum Sage whom Cole Phalon took special care of, several of the stationed [Word Bearers] Astartes bowed their heads and said hello.

Isayama Nomei also nodded to them in response.

He believed that if Kor Phaeron hadn't sent a team of [Word Bearers] to protect him, maybe all the [Word Bearers] on the battleships would have jumped to the Ultramarines' ship to have the purest fight with the Ultramarines. Physical combat.

After all, they have been waiting for a long time to wash away this humiliation.

Even the [Word Bearers] Dreadnought Mecha that was placed in the can will soon be released on the battlefield. According to Isayama Norimei, at least 300 units have been revived.

They are all on this "Pseudo-Emperor", why does he know so clearly?

Because he woke up all 300 fearless mechas and held a ceremony for them to incense their weapons.

[Dreadnaught Mecha] No different than other types of Astartes monks, they are the most loyal and fearless warriors in the empire, and all of them are great heroes.

These Astartes are often the elders of the Chapter, the original martyrs who suffered irreparable injuries during the Great Crusade and beyond.

The disabilities caused by the severed hands and feet can only be regarded as minor injuries. They are basically ordinary Astartes monks who cannot bear the great pain. They are basically destined to be unable to fight on the battlefield again.

Fortunately, a cruel war machine called the "Dreadnought Mecha" gave them one last chance to go on the battlefield.

When the legion needs them, they will be awakened from the ice, and they will be fixed inside the small mecha in an extremely painful fetal curled-up position. The skeletal nerves will be directly connected to the device of this mecha, and everything will be It is controlled by these heroes.

This is their last time on the battlefield, because their original injuries prevent their bodies from supporting large-scale strenuous exercise, which will accelerate their death.

Fearless can only die on the battlefield, and the fearless mecha outside will be their last tombstone.

So even if it is the Dreadnought Mecha of the Word Bearers, it is still loyal to the Emperor.

To convince these loyal veterans that it is justice to point the barrel at their former partners, it is only possible to portray those blue Smurfs as traitors who betrayed the empire.

As for why? Don't pollute them with the power of chaos as well. Even cure these defects on their bodies.

The power of Chaos is also provocative, and some guys would rather commit suicide when they are bewitched by Chaos.

Don't doubt the loyalty of these fearless mechas, so in order to preserve the integrity of their power as much as possible, they should be gentle.

Cole Fallon did just that.

Isayama Nomei was waking them up from the side, and this big bald man was standing next to him like a cult leader demagogueing people's minds, constantly transmitting wrong ideas.

In the face of these fearless men, the [Ultramarines] were shaped into seriously deviating from the empire's beliefs and becoming heinous criminals.

But before you do that, can you remove those blasphemous runes on the power armor you're wearing?

Isayama Kenmei wanted to kick him whenever he saw a special show, so he simply bombarded Cole Phalon away for obstructing the ceremony.

He has not forgotten his original intention to unite all the forces that can be united. These [Dreadnought Mechas] in front of him are not the strongest force that he can unite.

They are veterans of the empire, and they have no problem throwing their lives and blood for the empire. Although they have just woken up from hundreds of years of slumber, they may still be a little unclear.

So Isayama Nomei placed something similar to hypnosis in their minds. As long as they pulled the trigger on the [Ultramarines], his words would ring in the minds of the operators of these fearless mechas.

Explain to them what the situation is now and what they can do.

[Dreadnaught Mechs] seem to be a little more troublesome to join than ordinary Astartes, so the [Word Bearers] must be sent there first, and then the [Dreadnought Mechas] will be teleported. This made his arrangement feasible.

It would definitely be difficult to defeat those targeted numbers of [Word Bearers] with [Ultramarines] alone, even though it was a home battle.

But with the addition of 300 fearless mechas, the battle situation is different.

[Dreadnaught Mecha] will only stand on the side that belongs to the empire. Unless their hearts are corrupted by the evil power of chaos, they will only fight for the faith in their hearts, which is the emperor.

Isayama Nomei was on his way to the main control room when he suddenly felt something shaking outside, and this force seemed to be acting directly on the subspace.

"Um?"

It seemed that it transcended time and space and directly acted on the nearby space. He could directly see the outside scene through the outside glass of the battleship.

That's a huge screen.

It seems to be some kind of psychic projection live broadcast.

Soon, an existence whose body looked similar to [Macragge's Glory] was directly projected into the void under the influence of this psychic spell.

This huge figure can be directly seen as the special type of power armor of the [Word Bearer]. He is of high class and is also a bald man.

The face of this bald man was full of madness, and the aura of chaos on his body was very strong, and behind him, it seemed that it was the same as here, no, it was a slaughterhouse that was thousands of times more bloody and terrifying than here.

Isayama Nomei frowned as he watched all this. Slaughterhouse might not be enough to describe the evil that was happening.

Because those Astartes were actually massacring civilians, their behavior was almost the same as that of Chaos Demons.

Two completely different Astartes can be seen, madly colliding with the Astra Militarum and the Ultramarines who are carrying them on their backs.

Especially those Astartes whose blood is as red as fire are far more ferocious and violent in behavior than the Word Bearers, and they seem to be stronger and possess more terrifying power.

Almost a collision can overturn a heavy armored vehicle to the ground, and then grab all the drivers inside and tear them apart one by one.

Chaos demons also joined this killing feast, and there were cruel and tragic scenes of broken limbs and rivers of blood everywhere.

"Yo, Guilliman."

Isayama Nomei seemed to have heard another sentence added at the end, "I haven't seen him like this in a few days."

The arrogant-looking commander of the [Word Bearers] Legion lowered his head and looked down at the huge and constantly exploding [Macragge's Glory], his expression full of ridicule.

The only person who could call the Primarch by his name was Lorgar Aurelion, the Word Bearer who was also a Primarch.

When Robert Guilliman heard these words, he let out a roar and directly sent the six [Word Bearers] surrounding him in an encircling posture, sending them all flying away one by one as if they were gods descending from the earth.

He also called out his enemy's name towards the huge figure in the sky.

"Lorgar Aurelion!"

Robert Guilliman's eyes were fixed on the figure in the sky, and his eyes were about to burst.

The former brother has become a stranger. It can even be said that Robert Guilliman wants to kill him.

If it weren't for this bastard, how could they [the Ultramarines] have suffered such a huge disaster?

Lorgar Aurelion turned a blind eye to Robert Guilliman's roar below, but the sarcasm on his face deepened.

It seemed that what was in front of him was not the person Luojia longed for and wanted to kill, but the wild dogs that could be seen everywhere on the roadside roaring at him.

"Guess where I am now?"

"Here's a little hint for you."

Lorgar Aurelion asked his men to bring over what they had prepared and directly broadcast the scene in front of all the Ultramarines on these ships.

"You should be familiar with this guy, right?"

Luojia lifted up a man covered in bruises and blood with one hand and placed it directly in front of the camera.

If you look carefully, you can still see some blue ceramic fragments remaining on his body. If you look carefully, you will find that all the bones in his body have actually been broken, so he can show this soft posture.

His waist was broken directly in the middle, his lower body was gone, and his eyelids were cut off. He could only look at Luojia fiercely.

I wanted to open my mouth, but no sound came out.

Because his tongue was also cruelly cut off, he could only express silent anger.

Isayama Norimei looked at the shocking wounds and didn't want to look at this guy because the guy was so seriously injured that he was basically covered in bruises and tortured.

Robert Guilliman saw the man held in Logart's hands. Although his body was covered in bruises and swelling, he still recognized him at a glance as one of his men.

He is the captain of a certain company of [Ultimate Warriors] stationed in the 500 world.

So Robert Guilliman's pupils suddenly shrank in. He suddenly thought of a terrifying fact that he didn't dare to think about, and the blood in his body froze.

"It seems like you loser has already thought of it."

Lorgar threw the man belonging to the [Ultimate Warriors] to the [Word Bearer] next to him, and he said with a smile.

"Do you think I will use all the [Word Bearers] battleships against you?"

"What a mistake, my brother."

The cruel smile on Lorgar Aurelion's face could no longer be suppressed, and he revealed a very terrifying and arrogant smile.

"Your 500 world is what I really want to destroy."

[Ultimate Warriors] Why are the numbers so terrifying? It is because he has enough worlds under his jurisdiction. These galaxies add up to more than 500 worlds.

That’s why [Ultimate Warriors]’s troop supply can resemble an endless, endless feeling.

Every time a planet is slaughtered, it is digging into the lifeblood of the [Ultimate Warriors].

The worst-case scenario expected by Robert Guilliman came to pass. The enemy troops were divided into two groups, holding back their main force on the one hand.

On the other hand, he is attacking the Five Hundred Worlds. Since he brought most of his troops here, there are basically very few remaining troops in the base camp of the [Ultimate Warriors].

They couldn't withstand the attack over there, and the battle damage was many times more horrific than here, because there was more of a world of civilians.

And that side is being attacked by the Astartes and Chaos Demons. I can only pray that they don't kill too fast and don't directly apply the cyclone torpedoes, otherwise these 500 worlds will not be enough and the cyclone torpedoes will blow up.

Guys like Isayama Nomei are just beasts. After Chaos was completely defeated, they lost all their humanity.

At this moment, he has arrived at the main control room, where there are not too many [Word Bearers] being monitored. There are about 15 people in total.

After Isayama Nomei walked in, they looked at him with strange eyes, seemingly curious. What are the sages of the Martian Mechanicum doing in the bridge room?

But all Isayama Nomei did was completely close the metal door behind him, and then looked at the [Word Bearers]. A dozen thick mechanical claws behind him each extended a weapon.

Those weapons all glowed with cold light and looked quite terrifying. Each weapon was a special weapon made by the Mechanicus and was an exclusive piece of equipment.

Isayama Nomei looked at the group of [Word Bearers] with a pair of mechanical prosthetic eyes and showed a cold smile.

"Those who kill will always be killed."

The control of the "Pseudo Emperor" must be mastered, otherwise his next plan will not be implemented.

[Word Bearer] If they were just scattered on this battleship, there wouldn't actually be many people there. Seizing control of the battleship is equivalent to cutting off those escape routes.

If Isayama Norimei and [Ultramarines] join forces, they can catch the [Word Bearer] in a jar and beat the dog with the door closed.

[The Word Bearer] The weapons they use are also used by him to perform soul-stirring leaps, so it can also affect their use to a certain extent.

Therefore, he wanted to kill all the Astartes in front of him and gain complete control of the largest battleship in the Word Bearers.