Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

"We'll be there soon--"

Because the leader of the Angels of Paradise warband ordered to follow the ship, the apprentice of the chief wizard of the Angels of Paradise warband - in fact, the true commander of the Chaos Astartes who are now in the ship saw him lying on the ground. After all the Astartes began to breathe the air of the material world again because of their magic, they didn't say much nonsense and walked out of the bridge with their own staffs - about a second after he left, the first The leader of the Chaos Asta Special Operations who regained his rationality finally remembered that he still had a mission to come out this time.

"Hehe... let's drink fresh blood later, right?"

Although he still regretted that he could not fully enjoy the joy just now, he thought that he would probably be able to enjoy more joy after the battle was over, so the Chaos Astartes captain continued to have fun. This Chaos Astartes, who has been fighting in the galaxy for more than a hundred years, reached out and touched the two air tubes behind him. Unfortunately, he injected the synthetic medicine he used during the battle into them, and then dragged his steps. He slowly walked out of the bridge, preparing to find technicians to repair the broken tubes - indeed, he was confident that he would only use the synthesis in the two tubes.

There are three pills for combat, so why not use three?

but......

"Something is there."

After walking out of the bridge, down a main road, and around a branch road, some indescribable feeling made the Chaos Astartes team leader stop in front of the next entrance, and shook his hand. He tightened his chain sword covered with blasphemous runes - and at the same time, slowly injected the second tube of medicine on his back, making his senses enhanced by mutation far beyond those of ordinary Astartes. 'Upgraded again - as the sounds, smells, and faint lights in the path ahead were accurately captured by the Chaos Astartes Captain, the source of the incongruous feeling also appeared in his mind. 'middle.

"Ah...soulless machines...but I remember they had some very interesting gadgets..."

Due to the influence of the medicine injected into his body, the Chaos Astartes captain did not use tactical thinking to think about the question of 'why there were Necron on the ship' at the first time. By the time the Skinners had already taken the lead and did not hesitate. At the moment of the attack on him, under the stimulation of the battle, the Astartes who had fallen into the ways of Slaanesh realized what he should do with hindsight.

"Alert! Necron invasion!!!"

The circulating medicine, the secretions of the organs in the body, and the sharp feeling of the claws waving in the air. These three scattered stimuli formed a structure in the spirit of the Chaos Astartes in less than a millisecond. A signal that pleased him prompted him to quickly swing the chain sword in his hand, and accurately and elegantly caught the claw of the first skinner to strike. Then, he took advantage of the impact and retracted it with just the right movement. He raised the sword and then sent it out, directly piercing the chest of the second Skinner.

"Ah - ah - you won't scream, this is really bad -"

With his fingers exerting strength and the blade of his sword trembling slightly, the Chaos Astartes Captain easily eliminated the Skinned One that had been pierced through his chest, and even pretended to do a 'dubbing' while it was scattered all over the place. Just as he was about to prepare When he was in a mood to dismantle a Skinner to add to the fun, the wizard's shouting and cursing came from his headphones, which made him divert his attention——

"Damn—everyone—get together! Come near the main control room—there's going to be Tyranids on the ship! I need backup—*\u0026…*\u0026…!"

"Huh? The Tyranids are on board?"

Although for a second, the joyful Slaanesh Astartes who was 'playing' with the Skinner wanted to howl in the communicator and asked his comrades to keep the Tyranids' hormone organs for his own enjoyment, But following up with the memory of the century-old battle in the Milky Way, he realized that something was unusual - according to common sense, whether it was Tyranid swarms or Necrons, the galaxy with their activities could not be without them. Traces, but why did both appear on this ship at the same time - and also, did they appear when they were approaching a space area where the 'Imperial Space Force activities' were suspected?

"——Sorry, I have to find better 'fun'."

Driven by the doubts in his heart, the sword in the hand of the Chaos Astartes suddenly became sharper, and he dealt with the other two Skinners in just a few strokes. Immediately, while sheathing his sword, he activated the mechanism and completely injected the first bottle of medicine into his body.

"call------!!"

With the drug in his body, the Chaos Astartes Captain successfully locked his mental state into the peak state he had just fought against the Skinners. After savoring this feeling carefully, he turned his head without any hesitation. He ran towards the way he came.

Soon, the corridor returned to 'silence' - except for the slight flicker of green on the ground, but if you look closely, you will find a trace of golden Skinner's remains hidden inside, there are no other 'traces'.

23. The confusion of the Chaos Wizard

There's something off about these Tyranids.

The second-in-command among the wizards of the Paradise Angel War Gang—Haimaiqi, who is also the apprentice of the chief wizard, thought so.

As a Slaanesh follower who, like his master, pursues pleasure that is not what the ordinary material world can provide, he is proficient in 666 techniques of causing the highest level of pain and pleasure to mortals, and has trial-produced six special psychic techniques that can allow even Astartes-level targets to feel the embrace of Slaanesh. He has also carefully studied the body structures of several aliens and found six valuable secretions. In some senses, Hamachi does not behave like a servant of the Lord of Pleasure, but more like a seeker of knowledge kneeling at the knees of the Lord of Change. The Tyranids have always been the focus of Hamachi's research because of the wide variety of hormones they secrete and their overbearing effects. Therefore, after he used his bolter to fight a round of "dealings" with these Tyranids' vanguards who had stuck to the ship who knows how and sneaked in without anyone noticing, the Chaos Wizard keenly realized that now The Tyranid swarm they faced was a little out of their understanding of Tyranids...

"Ha...Wizard, why should we retreat? We have just suppressed their vanguard. With a little effort, we can dig out their glands from their bodies, and then..."

Just when Hamachi was thinking about what this 'Tyranid' might be, a malicious and distorted voice sounded in his ears - this voice came from one of the six warriors most trusted by the leader of the warband, and he was also the guy in the warband who was most obsessed with various alien catalysts - just now, he expressed dissatisfaction with Hamachi's retreat order, and now, after confirming that Hamachi did not have the idea of ​​'taking them forward', the Chaos Space Marine who had already begun to imagine the effect of the Tyranid glands had already started to rub his legs.

"Shut up and wait for Higra and the others to come back - don't forget that we still have Necrons on our ship, and those guys may be the real trouble."

Hammage, who had no intention of giving face to his comrades, quickly pressed a button and blocked the road in front of him with the disappointed eyes of his warband'brothers' around him, and contacted the warband members in other positions again - what comforted him was that so far, the Chaos Astartes on the ship were alive, and, probably, they listened to him?

"Uh... You are always so arbitrary, Hamage - why do you think that the Tyranids are not the biggest threat we are facing now?"

The Chaos Astartes, who was still dissatisfied with Hamage's decision, felt that the enthusiasm of the battle was fading from his heart, so he gritted his teeth and injected the potion in his potion tank to maintain his state, and his tone couldn't help but carry the unique "feminine" of the Slaanesh believers.

"Because the auspicious instrument did not capture the signs of a large number of Tyranids nearby - these Tyranids that ran to our ship are most likely the 'remnants' from a long, long time ago, and they will not be able to make a difference - but the Necrons are different, there may be their 'tombs' here."

Knowing that if he didn't explain the matter thoroughly, these things behind him might go alone, so Hamachi had to explain it to them 'patiently'. At this time, the Chaos Astartes captain named Higra had retreated to the vicinity.

"Ahaha - Hamachi! I hope you are ready for me - what are you doing? Why are you hiding here with your people?"

Higra jumped down from a passage and just wanted to reach out and take some of his 'expected' things from Hamachi's hand, but was 'shocked' by the scene in front of him - why did he run to Hamachi? Isn't it just to get some new Tyranid stuff to have fun? But looking at Hamachi's posture, let alone Tyranid stuff, he might even be deprived of the joy of fighting!

"Shut up! I'm...confirming something!"

Although the Tyranids had been temporarily separated at the end of the corridor, the subspace shadow that had begun to appear made Hamachi feel uncomfortable, a feeling that made him tremble, a feeling that made him afraid, and this fear made him excited involuntarily, because he knew that he had never experienced such a wonderful fear.

However, Hamachi knew that there was something wrong with this feeling. According to what he knew, the suppression effect of the subspace shadow of the Tyranids on psychics like him should be a strange emptiness. However, why did the subspace shadow of the Tyranids bring such a wonderful fear? Combined with the experience he had just had in the brief fight with them, Hamachi couldn't help but have further doubts--

Are these Tyranids really the Tyranids he knew?

"Ah————!"

"Hmm——————!"

"Gua————————!"

Just as Hamachi was holding this question, forcibly concentrating his psychic energy that was suppressed by the increasingly dense shadow of the Tyran warp, trying to find some clues in the surge of the warp, several ups and downs, and screams full of some weird painful atmosphere suddenly sounded in the headset, abruptly interrupting his thinking.

"Aposs's team looks finished-Hamachi, are you still wasting time?"

Higla nervously waved his weapon a few times, looking "interested", after describing the fact that some of his "comrades-in-arms" were probably dead in a light tone. Knowing that the nominal captain had entered a kind of bad excitement, Hamachi had to give up thinking about the problems of these Tyran invaders, and clenched his staff, with psychic demon fire jumping in his eyes.

The next second, the power of blasphemy began to spread around him.

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"It seems that we have slightly underestimated these Slaanesh Chaos Astartes. They can fight better than I thought."

Above the Queen of Rongguang, Anjing looked at the gray Skinner chess pieces placed on the table beside him, with a slightly embarrassed tone - less than half an hour after the war started, the first round of Skinners he sent in Almost a dozen of them had been lost, and the result in exchange was the lives of three Chaos Astartes.

"After all, he belongs to the Slaanesh family. He must have two skills in swordsmanship - speaking of which, the Tyranids on my side have generally obeyed my arrangements. It's incredible."

Abathur, who is controlling his own Tyranid swarm to continue to land, slowly fill up, and spread the subspace shadow to continuously suppress the battleships, orders new units to enter the selected place, while fighting against this wave of battle himself. He expressed surprise at the performance of the Tyranid chess pieces - based on his previous experience of commanding Tyranid swarms, he had already prepared that these Tyranid things would run around talking to themselves and then inexplicably reduce their number by about a quarter. Plan, result - they actually behaved better this time?

"Your tyrannical low command

Self-discipline punishment In addition to high PING, the main reason for walking alone is the thirst for biomass? Does this mean that the flesh and blood of these warp-tainted Slaanesh things can’t be considered ‘biomass’? "

He continued to direct the remaining Skinners from the first round to wreak havoc inside the ship, while at the same time preparing for the silent speculation of the second round of Skinner delivery.

"good."

Abathur, who felt that what Ji Jing said made sense, nodded in approval. Then, he stretched out his finger and gently made a 'push' motion on the command map.

"The Tyranid swarm begins to attack."

Twenty-four. There is Tai Lun in the front, and there are ribs in the back.

Roar, roar.

Acid splashed and plasma pulsed.

Clouds of parasites and poisonous spores are spreading, and the ship's structure is overwhelmed by their erosion.

Under Abathur's order, the security door at the end of the road was quickly torn open by the Tyranids with full strength. A large number of tearing bugs, knife bugs, gunworms and other basic units of the Tyranids were They swarmed into this slightly narrow passage - the next moment, accompanied by a series of terrible explosions, the Tyranids as the vanguard were mostly wiped out by melta grenades placed on the corridor wall as traps.

"...Knife bugs, tearing bugs, reduce the speed of the buffer front, poisonous smoke bugs, spray smoke into the channel, gun bugs, warrior bugs, fire directly, target both sides of the channel, in addition, brain bugs Start preparing psychic energy..."

Seeing a lot of stuff appearing on the plate that represented 'temporarily unavailable chess pieces' in his hand, Abathur realized that he had eaten a little bit, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly gave orders—— His order was timely. Although due to command issues, some Tyranids failed to stop the vehicle and continued to be blown up all over the sky, the troops behind them successfully stabilized their position.

"Next... follow - let me see - then slowly advance according to this formation - after contacting the enemy, the brain worms will immediately release their spiritual energy!"

After confirming that all the trap threats in this passage had been eliminated, Abathur breathed a sigh of relief and immediately continued to arrange his tactics, so that his Tyranid swarm formed as loosely as possible and looked very strong. The déjà vu array continued to advance inside the battleship. About five minutes later, Abathur's Tyranids came into contact with the Astartes, the Angels of Paradise warband who were waiting in formation in a hall and longed for the joy of battle.

"Why does this formation of Tyranids smell like the mortal troops of the Corpse Emperor?"

Hamach, who carefully placed himself in a safe place and was able to use blasphemous runes to offset most of the weird feelings, continued to guide the evil power of the subspace while observing that the passage door had been blown to pieces. Eight fell, the Tyranids swarmed out - in the high-speed thinking stimulated by the power of Slaanesh, the Chaos Wizard discovered in the blink of an eye the fact that these Tyranids swarms were not rushing out in disorder.

"Aha————start!!"

However, before Hamage could inform his warband brothers about this information, a Noise Warrior who couldn't bear it any longer couldn't wait to pick up his weapon and blasted it at Abathur's Tyranid swarm. One fatal sound wave after another, and in an instant, the Tyranids at the front were beaten to pieces, with their bones broken and their flesh broken into pieces.

"Brothers - it's time to enjoy the battle!"

As the Noise Warriors used their own weapons and Tyranids' flesh and blood to play the first 'song', as if some button had been pressed, the other Space Marines of the Angels of Paradise Chapter couldn't wait to pick up their latest songs. Specialized in weapons, he rushed into the battlefield laughing and shouting wildly, and selectively forgot the fact that there were Necron activities on his ship - even though the Tyranid swarm did not scream or be afraid, but Fighting them feels like cutting into flesh and blood, and Tyranids often have organs that are valuable to them. Such an enemy is enough to excite these Chaos Astartes who have devoted themselves to the path of Slaanesh for a while. !

that is....

The next moment when the chaotic space warriors officially collided with the Tyranid swarm, the brainworm, which had already catalyzed its psychic power to the critical point, shook its body and suddenly wrote itself as node psychic energy. In fact, its essence The power of the Emperor's psychic 'derivatives' was released along the will network formed by the insect swarm on the battlefield at the front. With a sudden burst of cold will, the people who had just begun to indulge in the battle The Angels of Paradise Astartes collectively felt an indescribable trembling, a twisted feeling as if they were being stared at by something...

A slight negligence brought about a disaster called death. At the moment when the Astartes of the Angels of Paradise were seized by this feeling, the warrior bugs and gun bugs with long-range attack capabilities 'pulled' at the same time. The trigger used Tyranid's unique ammunition to cover the faces of those Chaos Astartes who did not quickly wake up from the psychic shock caused by the brainworms, and collectively waited for various effects such as plasma, gnawing, and corrosion. ' Next, the Astartes who were attacked all let out miserable howls that were completely unlike Slaanesh.

"Gah——————!!"

"No-no-get out--!"

The screams came and went as quickly as they came. In less than half a minute, the victims were silent. However, the screams of these guys in turn catalyzed the fighting fanaticism of the living Angels of Paradise - from the discomfort just now. After being freed from the feeling, I heard the wails of intelligent creatures being tortured.

Their hearts became more and more excited, and the movements of their hands and feet became more and more exquisite, especially Higra. The sword in his hand had danced into a flower, and wherever he passed, whether it was a knife bug or a gun bug, it was not his. One enemy.

"retreat."

Just when Higra's sword light gradually penetrated into the Tyranid group and began to come into contact with the warrior insects that rushed up, Hamach's voice, which was obviously not right, sounded in the communication channel - of course, this order naturally made Hui Hui The remaining Chaos Space Marines were collectively dissatisfied.

"Wizard, what did you say? We obviously... ah???"

Before the question was completely uttered, the power of blasphemy dissipated from the space warriors of the Angels of Paradise warband like a tide. Without the blessing of subspace power, they felt like they had "fallen to the earth" in an instant, and their limbs became inflexible——

"Wizard! We need..."

"I said - retreat!!!"

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"Huh-huh-Wizard, why did you ask us to retreat just now? Why did you lift your witchcraft? Your witchcraft can obviously still persist! I just-you know? I just experienced a kind of It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before! I almost reached a higher threshold!”

Holding her own melee weapon in both hands, with the color 'flush' written all over her twisted face, Shigra leaned tightly against Hamach and twisted her body in an elegant but disgusting posture. , trying every possible means to 'rubb' the wizard's body, trying to 'persuade' the second-in-command of the war gang's psychic ability to renew his BUFF and then let himself go up and have fun with those bugs for 300 rounds - naturally, his actions almost paid off. An explosive bomb from Hamage, or a destructive psychic energy? six nine four nine three six one three five

"Shut up! There is something wrong with these Tyranids! If you want to have better fun later, then immediately inject two units of No. 3 Potion to improve your tactical thinking ability and help me understand our current situation! "

Because of the increasingly intense subspace shadow phenomenon, Hamach felt that his soul was trembling involuntarily, while trying his best to review the battle situation in his mind, he roared at Higra to 'help him a little'. Realizing that the Chaos Sorcerer was really angry, Shigra didn't dare to say anything. After muttering a few words, he reluctantly activated the syringe on his back and injected the medicine - as the effect of the medicine was triggered, the lingering The excitement of the battle in Hiigara's body gradually faded away, replaced by a feeling of emptiness that disgusted him, and the 'calm thinking' that he should have had as an Astartes.

"They have clear tactics, and there are some units among them that shouldn't be seen by the 'Scattered Tyranid'."

After the drug catalyzed his tactical thinking ability, Higgara quickly discovered the weirdness of the Tyranids swarm they were fighting - the composition of this Tyranids swarm was too perfect, especially the wave of psychic impact at the beginning of the battle. Proving the fact that there are powerful node creatures among them - and the question then arises, Tyranids, will there be 'wild' node creatures left outside?

The answer is impossible! This kind of thing is 100% following the Hive Fleet!

"Either this system has been targeted by the Hive Fleet, or these guys are not normal Tyranid swarms - wait, what is that sound???"

Before Hamach could analyze the matter further, some kind of uncoordinated buzzing sound attracted the attention of these extremely sensitive Chaos Astartes. However, before these Chaos Astartes could determine the source of the sound, A large group of machines that looked like some kind of beetles with green light shining on their bodies crawled out from the shadow of the pipe, turned into a cloud of mist, and quickly attacked the members of the Angel of Paradise war gang.

“Crypt Scarab????”

Hamach, who understood that things were completely out of control, was just about to raise his weapon against the feeling of emptiness, when the metal ground beneath him cracked into several pieces - in the blink of an eye, the Chaos Wizard was silently Screaming, they fell into the darkness below along with the other Chaos Astartes active here.

Falling towards their fate.

Twenty-five, the Chaos Space Marines who received mercy

Pain, pain that I can't feel any pleasure at all, pain that is too simple.

When Higgara covered his head and climbed up from the metal ground in a daze, he found that he had fallen alone to the bottom area of ​​the ship - an energy transportation pipeline that was in disrepair some distance away. Just a little bit away, the terrible chemical smell continued to flow into his sensitive nasal cavity, making the fallen space warrior feel waves of supernatural nausea. The monotonous sound of mechanical operation and the sound of things flowing in the pipeline continued. The constant stimulation of his hearing made the Chaos Space Marine almost go crazy.

"Ah - yes, dear Hamach, I have something to do now, something very, very important - I promise the Lord of Joy that I will come to you when I am happy enough - yes ,that's all--"

As the effect of Potion No. 3 gradually faded away, and with the continuous stimulation of the bad smell and monotonous sound in the surrounding environment, Higra's 'reason' successfully shut down in a few seconds, and the 'desire' that pursued killing and swordsmanship ' took control of his soul again - ever since, using glib language

After half a minute of 'friendly exchanges' between Qi and the Chaos Wizard who was roaring at him to quickly go somewhere to meet up with a certain team, Higra ignored Hamach's voice and rushed towards him with his sword. He entered the place where the slaves were kept in the bottom area - the battle just now did not satisfy him at all, and now he couldn't wait to kill a few slaves to hear the screams of "suppression"!

but......

"brush!!!"

In the blink of an eye when Higurah turned a corner, a huge black shadow suddenly jumped from the top of the passage, and a huge sword-like thing viciously struck Higgara's head. At the same time, The sharp claws blocked Hiigara's dodge direction one on the left and one on the right - there is no doubt that if these attacks are carried out, then Hiigara will most likely be seriously disabled even if she is not dead!

"Yo--!!!"

However, the attack was intercepted.

Because of the blessing of the power of Slaanesh, Higgara, who has much faster reaction speed than normal Astartes, heard the sound of the bone sword being swung down, and intercepted it with his own weapon. In the attack path of the sword, he tried his best to move his body forward, so that while he successfully intercepted the bone sword of the samurai insect, he also allowed the sharp claws of the samurai insect to only touch his power armor. Two scratches were left. This feeling of wandering between life and death caused the hormone organs in Higra's body to become collectively active. The strong stimulation made Higra's whole body tremble like chaff.

“That’s it—that’s it—that’s it!!!”

Under the dual stimulation of hormones and the excitement of battle, Higra widened his alienated eyes, opened his weird mouth, and shook his hands to create phantoms that accurately and elegantly blocked the attacks of the samurai bugs one by one, while returning a little bit. It left a series of tiny scars on the body of the samurai bug - although, Shigra knew that the thing in front of him would not feel pain and fear, and there was no point in torturing it, but he just couldn't help but want to Playing with the hearts of flesh and blood prey!

finally......

"Gah————!!"

After fighting back and forth for a while, Higra had mastered the attack frequency of the samurai bugs and felt that his opponent could no longer provide him with more pleasure. He rotated his sword and locked on a spot on its body that he had already seen. The low-defense area that has been determined, a light push - accompanied by a shrill scream, the warrior bug fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, it stopped moving.

"Next - is the booty! Ah ha! Something I've wanted to experience for a long time!"

The moment the Samurai Bug fell to the ground, Higra pulled out two sword flowers with lightning speed, cut open its abdomen, and pulled out a small one from inside, but he was already familiar with its shape. Something of the heart. After being intoxicated, he placed the gland in front of his nostrils and took a deep breath. Xigela carefully opened the only intact injection tube on his body, put the gland in, and soaked it in his most commonly used medicine.

"It's your first time... just come to a unit, right? If it's not fun enough, add more."