Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

When the red beam of light fell from the sky, Foundry General Borolis trembled with excitement.

His seven-meter-tall mechanical body burst out with astonishing energy due to this tremor. The eight melt cannons installed on its shoulders fired continuously, directly vaporizing a large iron can of the death of an orc under the control of the CNC core.

Most of this despicable creation made of broken metal with no mechanical beauty crashed to the ground, and the wreckage crushed a group of orcs to death.

"Oh Messiah!"

Borolist's specially made sound generator allowed his voice to resound across most of the ground battlefield. The foundry general raised his six mechanical arms in a roar and strode forward: "Charge, my heroic protector."

Teaching troops! Charge!"

He did not use communication, did not use binary language, but used noble Gothic to roar like a mad warrior on the battlefield: "The creation of Om Messiah has arrived in orbit and dropped revelations to me!

Charge, warriors, charge! Drive these ignorant, uncivilized primitive creatures to an end!"

No one knew how he learned the news, but the red beams that kept falling did not lie. They possessed destructive firepower, and the orcs were completely unable to resist it. Every time these beams landed, countless orcs died.

The timid ones among them were so frightened that they could only huddle in the trenches or tremble under the ashes of their companions.

There were many powerful orcs trying to resist. They drove their armed walking mechas and tried to push back the Skitarii and the Adeptus Mechanicus. The Gorge King Kong, Mao Ge King Kong or the giant iron tank of death that was more than ten meters high began to fight back.

They charged, but before they could target the Titans of the Adeptus Mechanicus, they were immediately destroyed by the beam.

The melted ashes floated in the air filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and also drifted into the nasal cavity of Yin Simara-1-Gama.

She had not yet modified her face, so she suffered a disaster at this time. The cyborg coughed repeatedly, but still did not put down the work in its hands. The electromagnetic gun at the front of a long robotic arm extended from behind.

He opened fire and beat several orcs who were trying to get close to the position into remains with only their legs left.

A voice sounded in their communication channel.

Yin Simara-1-Gama did not answer immediately, but just snorted in annoyance:

The speaker sneered repeatedly:

The speaker became excited:

"Whatever you say, idiot."

Yin Simara muttered to herself, pushing away a loyal guard standing in front of her, and the electromagnetic gun fired again. As soon as a huge orc emerged from the trench, its head was smashed. That man was eager to fight.

The loyal servants and guards didn't even look at Yin Simara, and immediately ran forward eager for more battles.

They have always been like this - don't be fooled by the name of the loyal servants, they are actually technical priests who are too obsessed with fighting. These people like to shoot at the enemy very much, so they were assigned to the combat branch, equipped with amazing firepower

A full set of long-range weapon fire control systems and melee weapons capable of defeating most enemies.

They are sometimes called siege engineers, and judging from this name, their power is evident.

But Yin Simara actually doesn't like them. She has never liked these people who are too enthusiastic about something.

She believed that Ohm Messiah's eyes were cold because she wanted to teach everyone to look at everything with a calm and rational eye. The Forge General did not comment on her views, but the Forge World of Sigmar

The other priests had very strong opinions about her.

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't like anyone else anyway. Apart from General Forge, Borolis is a respectable teacher. He has a kind personality - except when he is fighting.

Such as now.

His roar resounded throughout the battlefield again, and the huge body that had been continuously transformed for hundreds of years and reached a height of seven meters made a violent roar. Those reserved pores erupted with high-temperature steam, giving him powerful propulsion capabilities.

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Forge General Borolis advanced without fear. The powerful weapons installed on his body kept firing, and the iron feet he raised caused many orcs hiding in the trenches to be trampled into meat. That's right.

, Borolis never runs away from any battle, he always takes the lead and always stands in front of everyone.

This is true even if they have dispatched powerful tanks such as Krios, Hongguang Explorer, and eight Predator Titans. Borolis will never let go of anyone who can kill Ohm Messiah with his own hands.

opportunity for the enemy.

"Go forward! My fearless and heroic Skitarii! Go forward! Spread the glory of Ohm's Messiah to these ignorant orcs! Let them experience some of the doctrine of fire superiority!"

Borolis laughed wildly and told a cold joke in a synthesized voice. Many priests also smiled. Artillery fire flew across the sky crazily, and the orcs had begun to rout.

Their simple intelligence cannot understand why such destructive power comes from the sky. They only know that the boss is dead, the boss's boss is also dead, and the giant mechas have been beaten into powder, so why don't they run away?

They drove the shabby car or simply ran away on two legs, but they never thought that a group of people had already ambushed them behind.

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"Three thousand meters away from the enemy."

The Crimson Fist's reconnaissance company commander calmly reported what he saw and heard over the communication channel: "I saw several orc bosses, and a bastard taller than them all. I'm sure to smash its head."

, may I shoot, Chapter Master?”

Pedro's voice sounded sternly: "No, let them come. Only when you are one thousand meters away from the enemy can you have the right to fire freely."

"Understood - you all heard it, brothers, adjust the sniper scope... two thousand one hundred meters away from the enemy, one thousand seven hundred meters away from the enemy, one thousand one hundred meters away from the enemy...

.Ready...Fire!"

The reconnaissance company commander Bao Xiao spoke out. The m40/a1 sniper rifle in his hand was the first to make a dull echo, followed by ninety-nine identical gunshots. This sniper rifle specially made for the Astartes has amazing features.

Incredible accuracy and firepower, it can even directly hit the heads of orcs from a distance of one thousand meters.

A hideous smile appeared on Pedro's face, and Wen Zhen, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately began to ask: "Do you want to teleport immediately, Chapter Commander Pedro?"

"Of course, pattern formation!"

He drew his bolter and readied the Fist of Dorne: "Ready, my brothers!"

He looked around. The Crimson Fists who had been lying in wait for a long time in the ruins after the orcs ravaged them stared at their chapter leader in silence, but Pedro just uttered a cold word: "Attack!"

As the voice fell, a blue beam of light fell from the sky, bringing them to the center of the fleeing orcs' front. This was a dangerous move. Even Astartes was likely to be squeezed out of balance by the orcs' collision.

A stampede may even prevent them from getting up and put their lives in danger.

However, these are all based on the fact that they have no technological support from the formation.

"Activate the repulsive stance!"

The outermost company immediately activated it and crouched down at the same time, allowing the brothers behind them to shoot freely. The repulsive stance directly ejected the orcs that were charging or had run away. Their heads were still dizzy and they didn't understand.

Where did these cans come from? This painful thought did not last long, because bombs, plasma and melta guns ended everything.

Pedro pulled the trigger, and a bomb accurately hit the exposed engine of an armed vehicle assembled by the orcs. It exploded immediately and turned into a burning fireball. The orcs on it screamed and were killed.

It exploded into the sky, limbs were cruelly separated, and blood spilled in the air.

"Keep firing, Reconnaissance Company!" he yelled in the voice channel. "I give you the right to use new ammunition. Don't let any orcs leave here alive! If it doesn't work, activate emergency measures and let the array launch orbital beams!

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"Don't worry, Chapter Leader, Wen Zhen will not have this chance."

The commander of the reconnaissance company had a smile on his face under his helmet. He was originally lying on the ground, but now he changed his posture and stood up directly. At the same time, the magazine was also replaced with a new one silently.

Compound magic ammunition.

The magic circle engraved inside the magazine made an inaudible low hum, and the bullet was fired, flew out of the barrel, and hit an orc's head. Death came as expected, but it was not the end.

The bullet rotated and exploded, and the magic circle engraved on the inside of the warhead exploded for a second time. The low-temperature cold air escaped in the air, directly forming an ice wall several meters away, causing other green-skinned beasts next to the dead orc to

Everything was frozen.

The company commander put down his gun and sighed with satisfaction: "Open fire, brothers...let death come to them."

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