Warhammer 40K! The Queen of Glory for Hammer Guys

Completely ignoring Esrael's taunts, the captain of the Black Legion Astartes, who had only one arm left, roared their war cry, and the Black Legion Astartes next to him had his helmet knocked off and his power armor was damaged in many places. Tate launched his final charge towards the Great Demon of Tzeentch, and the next moment, they were all reduced to pieces under the bombardment of the Demon of Tzeentch's spells.

"So...????"

Before he could 'cheer' his victory, some kind of weird disturbance suddenly lingered in Eslar's heart. The vortex of subspace once again presented it with a bunch of messy and completely unknown threads of destiny. The soulless machine floated quietly from the vicinity of Esrael, silently staring at the Great Demon of Tzeentch who was holding the staff tightly and had the words 'as if facing a powerful enemy' written all over his face.

Then, the Necron's teleportation beacon lit up, and the Desolate Scorpions holding super-phase weapons stepped out of the teleportation light, capturing the moment of 'familiarity' when these Necrons teleported. Tzeentch big

The demon's pupils suddenly dilated.

"No—impossible! Why would the power of the cursed be—gah!!"

The Desolate Scorpion Lord, who had already charged in front of the Great Demon Tzeentch, swung his super-phase life-grabbing sword, and swept it across the sword without any deviation, and just happened to cut into one of the wounds of the Great Demon Tzeentch...

Demonic blood splashed everywhere again.

—————————————Glory Queen——————————————————

"Ahhhh, my black army! You sacrificed so miserably!!!"

A certain God's Choice was holding ten chess pieces that had turned gray and was 'crying'.

"Left! Left! Hey! There's something wrong with the one on the right executing orders again - the command is not efficient enough and it's really uncomfortable to fight!"

Sent a group of Desolate Scorpion Destroyers led by the Desolate Scorpion Lord to finish the damage on the Demon of Tzeentch. Silence frowned and directed them to encircle and kill the Demon of Tzeentch. However, due to command efficiency issues, the Desolate Demon was The Scorpion's battle was not very coherent, causing Tzeentch to still have a way to 'struggle'.

"Come closer to me! I found two more living Astra Militarum!"

The political commissar who was continuing to search for survivors in the Lower Nest area called the Lich and others, asking them to send people to rescue them.

"It's so troublesome to open double-"

Liang Feifan, who controlled his own Gray Knight Paladin, continued to clean up the pollution in the upper hive city, and at the same time controlled the less obedient Black Bean Sprout to hunt down gene thieves in the lower hive area.

"So, the current situation is...we are in control of the field when we go to the nest?"

Staring at the great demon Tzeentch, who was surrounded by a bunch of Necrons and was probably on his deathbed, the Lich, who asked his own men to help the Commissar sister with things, spoke uncertainly.

"Roughly speaking, after the great demon of Tzeentch is hacked to death, and my Gray Knights purify those desecrated areas one by one, it should be - Huh? Just hacked to death with that?"

————————————————The Demon Realm of Tzeentch————————————————————

"Annihilation!!"

"Israel's destiny shouldn't end there, but it has been changed!"

"My servants! Search for answers! Change has come!!"

At the moment when Esrael was minced into pieces by the Necron units, and even the essence of the subspace was almost completely annihilated, Tzeentch was savoring the changes in the war between Khorne and himself. Suddenly, he started twitching like crazy in his own crystal maze. The shaking of the Raven God caused ninety-nine areas in its crystal labyrinth to suddenly collapse, and ninety-nine more threads of fate were quickly woven - the double-headed voice of Carlos, who stood at Tzeentch's side and served Scream to signal to the servants of the Destiny Weaver that change has come and destiny has been usurped!

that is......

When Carlos used his two heads to look at the past and future of this changing timeline, looking for any clues to the answer, the demon was 'surprised' to discover something, something that it completely Something I have never experienced——

"does not exist?"

23. The discovered gene thief bishop

Trash covered with all kinds of weird fungi can be seen everywhere.

A highly toxic liquid with a pungent smell flows in the ravine.

A deadly predator hiding in near-lightless surroundings.

With the air completely filled with turbid air, just one breath can burn the lungs and even more internal organs with chemicals that bleed water.

This is under the bottom of the hive. This is where only the bravest or most reckless guys dare to hunt for treasure. This is full of thousands of years of 'great savings' from the first hive of Jodis Star. There should not be any here. Any organization where intelligence exists dares to take root.

However, in the eyes of some things, this place of death is the best refuge-their strength is enough to help them fight against most predators here and repel predators, and their physical fitness is enough to They resist the ubiquitous toxicity here, and even the lack of energy here is not a problem for them - their minds are one in a sense, and they can easily do whatever they want under the command of their leader. to most things.

However, the leader of these things is obviously not in a good mood right now...

————————————The hall hidden in the pile of abandoned buildings————————————————

"...."

With light steps, Yoral quickly passed through the narrow passages made of waste in pure darkness, effortlessly bypassing the hidden and deadly traps placed on the road, and very simply One road after another that seemed to end, the entrance to the secret passage was revealed, allowing oneself to slip onto another road.

However, in contrast to this seemingly leisurely and simple action, there is anxiety written all over Yolar's face that is considered 'beautiful' from a human perspective - as one of the bishops of this world's gene thieves, Yolar Lal has always had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. When the uprising started early due to various reasons, Yolar was the first to step forward and mobilize the troops of the "brothers and sisters" in the lower nest area, so that the uprising could proceed smoothly. Although he encountered various troubles throughout the uprising, Yolar always believed that the final victory would definitely belong to the Order.

, the hope above the stars will surely come.

Until a few days ago...

After going around countless curves and sliding down many chutes, Yolar finally entered a huge place. The air was filled with the smell of biomass, and the walls showed an abnormal blood color in his sight. In the huge red rock cavity, there are already several people waiting here - without exception, they are all important leaders of the cult, and the reason why they gather here is self-evident.

"Yoral, you're late."

A genetic thief bishop who was holding a strange scepter and wearing a somewhat shabby but cleanly washed cassock-like robe. Judging from his appearance, he was probably a male. He spoke first and broke the silence.

"Sorry, I encountered some 'little trouble' on the way and was delayed a little time."

Yolar apologized and stood in his position. After hearing Yolar's answer, the faces of several other gene thief bishops showed varying degrees of 'thinking'.

"Are they the attackers from unknown sources?"

"No, it's the 'aboriginals' here who are still unfriendly to us - without further ado, the situation up there is already very bad."

Yolar took out a simple piece of paper with some messy words from his pocket and handed it to the bishop next to him. After carefully browsing the paper, the bishop handed it to him with a gloomy expression. The next person, about three minutes later, the piece of paper came back to Yolar's hand.

"But...this, theoretically speaking, is impossible."

After about a second of terrible silence, a female bishop who looked a little luxuriously dressed hesitantly spoke - the information Yolar brought was so powerful that it was difficult for her to believe the truth of the matter.

"But it's true, we have completely lost the big power station, and also lost several key blocks - after annihilating the initial Imperial dogs, the Empire invested far more troops and firepower than we expected to suppress us. ——Several commanders and fighters have died due to mental overload in order to find a way to counterattack, but we still haven’t found a way.”

"...If they were really annihilated by an extraordinary force, either the empire had planned it for a long time, or we were deceived from the beginning."

The tone of the male bishop who spoke first was a little erratic.

"You want to say that our uprising was planned? We have already been exposed?"

"I don't know, but I can't think of a better explanation - Yoral, what do you think?"

"To give up the uprising and lurk again, I can only think of this method. As long as we have one breath left, and as long as we still have people to pass on the fire, we will finally be able to call the Children of the Stars in the future."

"Is this the only way?"

"That's the only way. The entire uprising is completely out of control. We can't treat the lives of our brothers and sisters as worthless weights - if we do that, what's the difference between us and the empire?"

Yolar's impassioned words attracted frequent nods from the other gene thief bishops around him, but what these gene thief bishops didn't know was that in this hall, some 'uninvited guests' were already waiting quietly.

Patiently waiting for the moment to launch an attack on these 'Ambush Masters'.

——————————Glory Queen——————————————————————

"Found it, found it!"

"Liang Feifan, what did you find?"

"Bishop of chicken thieves! These guys are actually hiding in the lower nest area below the lower nest! Damn it! If I didn't have a mandala, it wouldn't be really difficult to dig out these things!"

"One, two, three, four...that's a lot. How long has this world been lurked by chicken thieves?"

"It must be more than two hundred years ago. Speaking of which, Liang Feifan, why don't you take action?"

"After all, they are a group of bishops. Give them some face. Besides, judging from the appearance of this cave, there is a high probability that the clan is lurking in it - I have to mobilize my troops beforehand."

As he said this, Liang Feifan began to pick up some black bean sprout chess pieces and began to stuff them onto the two poison disaster spaceships. Looking at the "crazy" black bean sprout units that Liang Feifan stuffed, the political commissar sister couldn't help but twitch the corners of her eyes.

"Do you really need to stuff so much stuff?"

"It's really necessary - what if there's something else down there?"

24. Genestealer Bishop——annihilation

Whose world is in the darkness?

Before encountering all this today, Yoral had always believed that as the descendants of the sacred children of the stars, they were the absolute masters of darkness, and it was impossible for any existence to confront their brothers and sisters in the lightless darkness.

However, now Yoral understands a disastrous truth, a truth that only appeared before him with the lives of his brothers and sisters as sacrifices.

His brothers and sisters are not the only hunters in the darkness...

When the temperature in the air in the hall suddenly dropped abnormally, and when the water and various vaporized chemicals that permeated the air in the bottom nest began to condense due to the drop in temperature, the first person to catch this something was wrong. Yoral quickly left the place where he was standing just as fast as lightning, and used his spiritual power to build a simple defense for himself as quickly as possible - this move briefly saved his life - As several groups of green flames sparkled around Millicent,

The fire burst and disappeared, and Yolar felt that he seemed to see some... moving shadows?

"Millicent?"

Yolar's answer was a short and painful scream from the gene thief bishop named Millicent who had fallen to the ground. Accompanied by this scream was Nakak's roar and his A ball of white light burst out when the force field rod hit something, and Snowmu pulled the trigger - and at this time, the green flame exploded again, and the gun in Snowmu's hand was connected to his hand. Gone missing.

"Damn it! Nakak! Snowmu! Did you see what it was?"

"They look like a mass of shadows! I didn't know any of this - ugh!!"

There was another short scream, and Snow, who had lost his hand, lost his vital signs in the green firelight - followed closely by Nakak, the bravest bishop among them, who waved two times. He dropped the weapon in his hand and fell to the ground without making a sound. Looking at his three companions falling one after another, Yoral understood that he would soon be running out of time.

"freed!!!"

When the green flames ignited on his body, causing a bone-deep unnatural chill to spread to his limbs, when countless blades came near, and when severe pain coursed through his body, Yola Er barely endured the pain that was unbearable under normal circumstances, screamed, and used his spiritual energy to release the last spiritual energy signal in his life somewhere in the rock hall-accompanied by something tinkling. The sound of being pulled apart and the sound of heavy footsteps came from the depths of the cave.

"For... the stars - ugh!!!"

Maybe it was Yolar's will that aroused the interest of these 'living shadows', or maybe it was the psychic energy Yolar finally released that angered these 'living shadows'. This 'brave' gene thief bishop did not get it. Like his three colleagues, they died painfully but quickly. Instead, they were pressed to the cold floor by these shadowy visitors, and they slowly and slowly squeezed out - and Yoral's tragic death As a result, his screams gradually became louder and then lowered as time went by - not because the level of pain he endured decreased, but because he had no strength!

"Boom boom boom————"

As if he felt that his master was enduring catastrophic torture, the pace of running footsteps in the depths of the cave suddenly became urgent, and the heavy thumping sound was like a rapid drum beat, step after step. The hearts of everyone who heard this voice - well, if there is a 'person' in this cave now.

finally.....

Just before Yoral felt that he could not hold on for another minute no matter what, several huge monsters with distorted looks, as if they were made of incomplete but sewn thick muscle bundles and chitin carapace, held various colorful monsters in their hands. Oversized weapons, collectively carrying the momentum of breaking mountains and cracking rocks, muttering some words of unknown meaning, rushed out from the twists and turns of the cave. Staring at the appearance of the most powerful meat grinder of these sects, the already weak Yoyo Lal's psychic energy suddenly burst out with the power of reflection.

"For the Order!!!!?"

A large ball of white-hot flames burned through the top of the cave in the blink of an eye when Yoral's psychic energy exploded. The poison disaster airship carrying the Dark Eldar and the various Dark Eldar light vehicles that followed were like drizzle. Generals poured in from the cave, and at the same time, all kinds of vicious shooting weapons also rained down on these aberrations, which were the trump card of the gene thief sect.

"No......."

In Yolar's eyes as he slowly lost hope, these powerful warriors for whom he had high hopes waved their weapons indiscriminately, charged in a chaotic and ineffective manner, and finally fell to the ground one after another. The whole process did not take more than thirty seconds.

"The Order——"

In ultimate despair, Yoral breathed his last breath. On the eve of the light in his eyes dissipating, he seemed to see...

What are those strange, lithe little beings unloading from their rides?

————————————The dividing line among hammer guys————————————————

"Okay, now it's almost certain that there is only one clan leader left in the chicken thief thing. Let me spread the poisonous gas all over the cave and see if it will come out."

Commanding the black bean sprouts, he attacked the patriarch of the gene thieves - well, although the chess pieces probably had some thoughts of their own, the result was still a perfect beheading, and by the way, he also sent a few deformed beasts to hell. After that, Liang Feifan He breathed a sigh of relief and began to arrange the final finishing work - soon, the highly toxic gas began to spread in the passages dug by the gene thieves in the bottom nest area, and the screams of death were heard by the Dark Eldar's most powerful person. Good at collecting painful equipment to collect easily.

"Now that the bishops have been annihilated, the sweep of the lower lair area can begin. I think the reason why the political commissar can resist mentioning this matter to us is purely because the Astartes are here now, so he can't take the initiative. It's just a request - Liang Feifan, do you need some ribs for you?"

After confirming that Liang Feifan had achieved victory, the political commissar sister immediately discussed with other imperial chess players what to do next, and then looked at Liang Feifan, who was ordering the black bean sprout chess pieces to temporarily enter the sweep mode.

"No need, the ribs should be left in the lower nest raiding array.

Even if there is an accident, the patriarch can be severely paralyzed - as long as his position can be locked by me. "

"That's okay."

The political commissar sister nodded, and ordered an Astra Militarum officer under her command, Qi Pian, to knock on the door of the political commissar Caijins and convey a message to him that surprised him.

"Commissar Caijins, based on the Astartes monks' estimation of the recent war situation, we believe that the time has come to completely regain the lower nest."

25. Clearance and suppression operations

"Rub - rub -"

suck.

"call------"

Dr. Barlow, who had been working day and night recently, was exhausted and sat in the corner. He polished the match, lit his pipe, and took a deep breath of the smoke lingering in it, letting the irritating gas enter his body. In his lungs, when he was choked and coughed, Dr. Barlow felt that the feeling called 'alive' returned to his body.

‘What to do next? ’

After taking a few more deep puffs of the contents of the pipe, my nerve excitement level increased slightly. Dr. Barlow raised his head and stared at the intricate and huge pipelines above his head, as well as the members of the cult who were walking on those huge pipelines and packing their things. His eyes couldn't help but dim. Not long ago, he was talking to the brothers of the cult. Laughing and laughing in this huge food processing factory, eating simple but sufficient synthetic food, drinking enough water that was unimaginable before, celebrating that the shadow of the empire has finally dissipated, and thinking about flying towards the stars and traveling in the universe. The romantic future between them - but now all this has to become a mirror image? All the previous efforts of the cult were in vain? Monthly fee group 694936135

But the next second, Dr. Barlow no longer needs to worry about the future...

"Zi——"

Accompanied by the sound of metal being melted through, two wide and thick laser beams easily melted a large hole in the thickened metal plate that Dr. Barlow was leaning on, and by the way, Dr. Barlow turned into a The gas in the air flew freely with the wind, and then more bullets like a storm poured on the wall, completely tearing it into a huge door.

"Ah...ah..."