Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 108 Answers to all questions (please order)

"Your Majesty the Emperor, my angelic mother, who can tell me what the hell these things are!" Arcana's furious war cry sounded in the dark passage, and the last Iron Warrior was used by him once The heavy blow knocked him down, but this did not mean the end of the matter, but the beginning of another more difficult disaster.

The attack came again.

The thing that tried to kill Arcana this time was not a human or a demon, but a machine made of some kind of junk. It has a lighting column as its spine, and broken passage signs, broken door signals, and other indistinguishable metal fragments form its trunk and limbs.

This is not a battle robot.

Arcana had fought with various types of mechanical servitors during training, and they didn't look like the garbage creations of the orcs. According to the Legion's data, orc artifacts cannot function independently of the beasts. They must be sustained by a special psychic power.

The metal monster in front of him was driven by some elusive force beyond his knowledge.

Under Arcana's incredible gaze, the garbage pile attacked him with sharp claws turned into wheel spokes. The huge and sharp claws dragged on the metal corridor, and sparks burst out in the harsh friction sound.

The gaping trash can becomes a mouth.

The broken bolts and fragments of the wreckage became extremely powerful shotguns, and each bullet was heated to orange-white.

Arcana forcibly suppressed his inner impulse and kept himself calm as a warrior.

"Don't they have experience dealing with that thing?"

I don’t have a North Star of my own, weaker than any instrument.

We opened fire, ending the close combat before the bullets were emptied. In a short period of time, at most a hundred metal monsters were killed by Asta, but it was of no use. These metal monsters seemed to be able to be resurrected endlessly, and they threw themselves into the battle without fear. Their anger drove them, allowing them to They destroyed every living thing in that spaceship.

"Bad..." Asta shrugged, accepting that answer.

The giant beast followed Asta, leaving me with some injuries.

The steel bars inside turned into javelins and hurled towards Asta.

The first thing to hold up was the giant beast.

Its foundation is deeply rooted in the sea water, and its scale is comparable to that of Jupiter's shipyards.

They were moving forward, one step or two at the end, and soon they became crowded and chaotic. Those in front were pushed by those behind, and they were crowded in the corner of the small hall. A crimson light from subspace shone in the crowded small hall.

"You are going to be lost in the storm!" Falk shouted softly.

In such an environment, it is possible to find levels and reference points.

But Petu Qin Shuo is the same.

"You have to find a way to break out from there, brother." Asta said in the channel. It was a difficult decision for me to make a bad decision.

These abominable monsters from the garbage dump in the back row seemed to be intimidated by Asta's momentum, and we moved forward one after another, like archers taking aim. In the last moment, they charged backwards, and long metal sticks popped out of their slender bodies.

My lower body was already injured, and a four-meter-long rusty cable penetrated into my body.

The counter-shock force penetrated the armor and acted on Asta Superman's body.

As if feeling the will of the Lord of Steel, the power of the storm disappeared.

Asta charges back.

But now, Petu Guiyun is very happy that the star can appear in front of her.

I see that this star is always watching me from close range, but I can still feel my presence. This is a small vortex, where the royal court of the Eldar Empire was once located, and it is also the connection between the material world and the subspace. For Petu Qin Shuo, this is a solid anchor and a fixed reference point.

Asta is not afraid of death. I have been unafraid of death from the moment I was born, but Gui Yunzhen can tolerate the meaninglessness of her own death.

Like a spear, it penetrated the Guiyun Zhengte from the seventh legion from the back to the front, and was nailed to the wall behind him. Asta knew how those weapons could pierce the power armor forged from Arcanat plastic steel, but something unbelievable happened right in front of me.

I held the bolter in my other hand and carefully observed my surroundings.

Another garbage robot exploded in the smoke. Guiyun's attack provided support to Asta, preventing the descendant of the angel from falling into the dilemma of being attacked from behind.

Asta jumped forward like a frightened rabbit.

Trying its best to resist my Creator, gravity and electromagnetic force pulled the Storm Bird backwards in all directions like a crazy whirlpool. The gunboat's instruments were useless, the gyroscopes and avionics boards flashing meaningless and contradictory messages.

Behind me is a small hall.

Almost instinctive.

But now, the Labo hasn't woken up yet.

Asta muttered inwardly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"look up…"

"You will cover him." The beast's tone was as steady and reliable as ever.

Directly above us, in the middle of the ocean, is a large complex of buildings.

"I was really forced into a desperate situation that time..." Asta spoke loudly, standing side by side with Guiyun.

The pillar trembled like a raging beast.

I felt like I had been hit by a siege tank traveling at full speed. My head was dizzy, and there was a rusty taste of blood outside my mouth. I grabbed the power sword that fell on the ground and was about to join the battle again. Anyway, I was willing to watch my companions die in front of me.

In such a chaotic scene, the sudden noise is shocking. Stormbird trembles in release, and Petu Guiyun pushes me into a fast, upward curve.

My bolter finally failed to function at that time. The roaring fire defeated the metal monster behind my eyes and turned it into pieces again. Its bones and fragments fell to the ground with a clatter, but it did not calm down. The twisted metal snakes intertwined with each other, the tips overlapped, bent into shape, and recovered again in a few breaths.

There were dozens of them outside the passage at the back, and even fewer in the front.

Asta dared not to stop, turned around and sprinted backwards.

But I don't have a choice.

Magnus screamed, "You can't understand that we wasted so little power for several years, not to completely destroy ourselves. Why on earth would we do that?"

"In order to destroy ourselves," Pettu Guijun said, "everything is clear, we push one geological plate into another geological plate, and the slow movement of small continental plates will disturb the planet's magnetic field. That is also the root cause of a series of disasters under the Dawn Star."

"Oh my God!"

Gui Yunzhen blinked, hoping to use the little knowledge he had learned to find some welding or similar functions under those mechanical monsters. But I realized that no matter how advanced the technology in the Golden Age was, it would still be possible to produce such horrifying works.

"My little husband is flexible and flexible."

Asta's gaze lowered.

The intensity of Behemoth is like watching a funny movie, "But you will fight to the very end."

"You open the way, and he is responsible for covering you." Asta paused briefly and added another word: "Brother."

I can also detect electromagnetic flow from beneath them.

We were climbing, diving, spinning and rolling all at the same time.

And the angel's tight body gradually relaxed.

My weak and weak hands grasped Asta's shoulders and pulled me up from the ground.

Gui Yunzhen found the way to leave. I turned backwards and forwards and heard the voice of the giant beast in front of me, "Daxin!"

"The answer is right in front of you, isn't it?"

I first saw the pitch-white battle armor covered with beast fur, and then the thick blue-gray gloves. In my hand was a small pitch-white halberd covered with ancient dragon patterns. My eyes were filled with blood due to the power of subspace, and the air around me was visually distorted by the appearance of this person.

Guiyun was slow to agree to Asta's request, "You have to advance first, so that you can report the events outside to the original body and ask for support by taking a step back."

There are still ancient square characters under the small hall. These characters were written with blood, which left a deep impression on Asta. Going further back is the complete exhaust hole. As long as you can reach the exhaust hole, you can leave the weird spacecraft and return to the ruins of Zalukin.

During the two or eight sentences we talked, even fewer structures had yet to rush out of the garbage-strewn ruins and warehouses, attracting the firepower of the two Guiyun Zhente warriors.

That means they're not powered by electricity, but by some more obscure force.

A Primarch, a god of war to rival.

Petu Qin Shuo pushed the joystick, and the muscles under my arms tightened and swelled to maintain the correct direction of running the gunboat. The power acting on my body is essentially small, but I have made no progress because I am the Iron Lord of the Seventh Legion.

If we continue to stay outside, the beast and I will both die.

When Gui Yunzhen wanted to buy time for the giant beast, I was also ambushed.

The compliments from my brothers, especially Sanguinius, were enough to make me feel happy, but I didn't mean to show that emotion. I reached out and pointed upward.

…

Petu Qin Shuo shook his head and came to the cockpit, holding the broken control column with both hands. "Without you out there, it would have won."

At the critical moment, Asta held the two javelins in his hands and dodged forward and sideways, but my power backpack was still penetrated. White low-pressure gas spurted out from the gap. The temperature of the seven weeks rose rapidly, and on the wall There are regular traces of frost on the bottom.

"Brother, there's nothing he can do." You praised from the bottom of your heart, with joy on your face.

The weird thing is…

Petu Qin Shuo pursed his lips and wiped away a wandering smile.

When the Storm Bird carrying the eight primarchs retreated into the storm, Petu Qin Shuo's spatial awareness was subverted. The power of creation threw me into Rab's teeth, the stormbirds screamed like torn prey, and the control columns tore apart in my hands!

The gunboat shot into the eye of the storm like bullets.

It was a small hall formed at an intersection, which meant that the exit passage had not been blocked by the collapse just now, and an endless number of metal monsters in the other eight corridors were rushing towards us, and electric sparks were sizzling. , ferocious metal bodies crowded one after another, reaching the end at a glance.

"Death has come."

"My Emperor, you almost thought you were going to crash out there." Magnus breathed a sigh of relief.

"If it is definitely the Thousand Sons Think Tank, there may be nothing we can do about it. We have a lot of skills in using psychic powers." The giant beast replied fiercely in the communication channel, "But you are good at it, but you are only good at mind manipulation. What did you just do? If you try to retreat, your abilities will be of no use to those monsters."

A metal spoke penetrated the behemoth's arm. To save time, I did not treat the wound regressively. The injured right hand hung up forcefully. Gui Yunzhente's extremely weak blood coagulation ability had not yet formed a scab on the injured area, and no more blood seeped out.

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"That's some kind of crashed steel complex, and we were purposely built there." Sanguinius replied.

A small number of monsters are smaller and larger than Guiyun Zhengte from Li Cong, but lack the composure and density of those War Angels. They look thin and slender, but have a similar structure. Those mechanical creations are patchwork monsters that imitate the shapes of humans, apes, spiders, etc. They are crazy sculptures constructed from scrap metal and old cables.

I used to be troubled by that star.

"The exit is outside, you will definitely remember it wrong."

Bai An is pure, yet at the same time agitating and tormenting.

"Is that a small orbital continent, or some kind of ancient building complex that fell under the Dawn Star?" Magnus tried to understand the origin and function of those buildings, but there were no obvious flaws in my guess.

Astha said.

I rushed into the enemy's camp more firmly, like a very destructive whirlwind. The power sword snatched from the hands of a Thousand Sons roared and cut one or four metal monsters into pieces before they were cut into pieces. Astari fought his way out of the raging electric sparks.

"Why did the people under the Dawn Star build such a huge city?"

I would rather face the orcs, face the White Dark Eldar, face the cruel natural environment of Catachan, and I would rather fight those monsters. Orcs and White Dark Eldar would die if their heads were cut off, and Catachan demons would bleed, but Gui Yunzhen found a way to kill the monster behind her eyes.

"You protected your heir." A slightly smiling voice came into Asta's eyes. During the few breaths Asta was dazed for, I didn't take a step back and stood behind Asta: "But I'll leave everything else to you."

It was a thick cable that shot out from the foot, whipping the fire-cold air, and blades of plaster and copper slapped against the ground. In the sudden thunder and lightning, this long whip, as thick as an adult's calf, fell on Asta's chest. My armor was dented and full of cracks, and my whole body was whipped into the air and hit hard against the nearby wall.

These monsters driven by anger did not take advantage of that opportunity to swarm down and tear Gui Yunzhen into pieces.

Petu Qin Shuo said, "Sitan, this is the inside of everything, and you can also find the final answer to the question in this spaceship."

"Too Li Cong! You are wearing that armor!"

The ground above my feet was completely destroyed, and the entire exhaust pipe collapsed with a roar, falling into the white darkness like a substance. Even more terrifying vibrations continued to come from her feet without stopping, making Gui Yunzhen feel like she was crawling under a sleeping Labo.

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