Warhammer: My Mother Sanguinius

Chapter 161: Surrender the dragon machine, the war is over (please order)

"We have to find a way to stop him!"

Suddenly, Sanguinius frowned and spoke.

"Um?"

Azkelon was startled by his mother's sudden words, and he didn't react for a moment.

"How to stop him?" the chief commander of the Holy Blood Guard said, "This is a Titan, and the weapons in our hands cannot harm it at all."

"No……"

Sanguinius shook his head, "Even a Titan, as long as we can find its weakness, we can paralyze it."

"Is that what you want?"

A crazy idea appeared in Azkelon's mind, making him break out in a cold sweat.

In the next moment, his suspicion was confirmed.

It opened its bloody mouth and struggled violently.

Some self-disciplined machines used for defense and repair were also knocked away by the Holy Titan with the dyed red blade.

The dark red flame burns, and the energy it generates flows along the pipeline to all parts of the body.

The Blood Angels ended their retreat and slowly transferred under the battlefield, flying in the direction the angels left.

But even so, in just a few minutes of flight.

Like a shooting star, it jumped down from the mountain, streaked across the dark sky, and rushed towards the battlefield between the Titans.

Then you will realize that the damage caused by a war machine like the Dragon Machine is not that terrifying and exaggerated.

If a war machine like that that can single-handedly destroy an entire Weaving Dragon Machine Legion can be used by your Fourth Legion...

boom!

But even so.

Our bodies, which we originally wanted to grow to the theoretical limit, were forced to take a step back in growth due to the stimulation of drugs and hormones. Our minds were reshaped, and various artificial organs were stuffed into our chests, not to mention the most important thing. gene seeds.

boom!

These favorable circumstances, which were enough to kill mortals and even Astartes, had only a slight impact on Saint Xie Rongyao.

first.

You are not born with that kind of power.

Azkelon and Radolon.

In the subtle mechanical sound, the fire control system unlocked the Holy Titan.

The Holy Titan had a look of shock on his face.

His small body fell to the ground, violent tremors spread to hundreds of miles around, and the dark red light emitted from his eyes quickly disappeared like dry coals.

You will find the Titan's location deep in the battlefield.

The Holy Titan opened his hands.

That part of the energy was emitted in the form of an arcane torrent, which was too weak to destroy the warship's ceramite armor.

Its reflection in the subspace is like a ball of ice-hot, pitch-white flames.

The titan, who was still mighty just now, was paralyzed by a willing roar.

The Holy Titan has not yet set foot in the depths of the battlefield.

Many of the things forged by that brother can be explained retroactively using pure science.

The ten masters and spirits are hiding in the fog of war like a magic mountain. Our bodies are small and terrifying. In the silence, we exude a Xiangxiang aura that is completely the same as Xiangxiang Longji. The auspicious device and radar warning device installed under Xie Rong quickly discovered the Holy Titan falling from the sky.

As time passed, the flames were suppressed.

Saint Xie Rongyao spread her wings.

Roar!

The Xie Rongyao Spear was forged by the Fire Dragon Lord Wokan himself.

The Holy Titan arrived at the location of his target.

Buzz!

When Saint Xie Rongyao tried to touch the flame with her spiritual power——

In a conventional war, just one Spirit is enough to conquer a planet. The spiritual mist surrounding it cannot only hide the Dragon Machine's small body in it, but can also trap the enemy in it. There is a restless fear out of which any thought of resistance can arise.

In the pit, thick white smoke rose into the sky, and there was a pungent smell outside.

Moments ago, the cubes fell to the ground.

What you see.

It was Qin Shuo, the Heavenly Master of the Second Legion, who spoke and broke the silence.

The space around it is constantly collapsing.

"Angels are good at everything, but sometimes they are not very obedient." Arcana patted Qin Shuo on the shoulder and said in a joking tone.

Saint Xie Rongyao closed the flame with her backhand.

When retreating from the real universe into subspace.

Just find a way to separate the Titan's energy core from my body.

Wow!

It was a dark red flame about the size of a human head.

The bad thing is that the Holy Titan himself has even weaker psychic powers.

"found it!"

But the Holy Titan hadn't yet used the Spear of Gilles to slit the Abominable Machine's throat.

The flame had no obvious repelling effect on the subspace. Before it was freed from the restraints, the fiercely burning torch almost scorched the angel's feathers. The ice under the ground also disappeared quietly. The two were completely different. Opposing forces are in a stalemate.

A moment ago.

The Holy Titan used the Spear of Gilles to blast a gap in his back.

Your spiritual energy is burned by the flames, and you feel dizzy outside your head.

Amidst the roar of the engine, the bloody storm bird appeared in the sky below the legion.

Those effects were insignificant, and they could be healed a few moments ago.

The battlefield was surrounded by gray-white mist, all of which was formed by spiritual energy.

This thick smoke is filled with highly toxic compounds formed before full combustion, as well as radiation waves formed before the cold nuclear weapons explode.

Click!

And in order to have such a weak vitality, each of your descendants paid a huge price.

The Holy Titan has the ability to sense and touch the soul.

"That…"

Xie Rongyao, the spirit in the Bad Omen Order, had not yet disappeared at that time, and the spiritual white mist under the battlefield was also gradually disappearing.

"What else can we do? Slow down and call for air support." La Shaolong reacted slowly and gave the order.

…

"not now!"

In the midst of thinking.

Even in front of the original person, he was as strong as a child who was not fully developed.

When the weather is suitable.

The spiritual power of the Holy Titan turned into two feathers, one white and one white, falling heavily under the fire, surrounding and sealing it during the continuous rotation.

Even the Astartes with strict discipline and iron will couldn't help but let out a sigh when they saw the mountain-like metal dragon crawling underground again.

You release your psychic powers with reserve.

In order to be able to master that power, we still need to undergo a long period of rigorous training.

"Inform the Dragon Corps and the low-Earth orbit fleet and order us to temporarily stop any attack attempts on Titan."

Even against purely mechanical structures like Ran Dan's Mechanical Overlord and Autonomous War Weapons.

The flame was very quiet, but the power it exuded was astonishing.

Two subspace torrents, one white and one white, raged out from in front of the angel. Frost spread lifelessly and crawled underground. Ice flakes dissolved and emerged amidst the crunching sounds. The air was also filled with icy-hot frost-white clouds, and the temperature was rapidly increasing. Lower the height.

The Titan seemed enraged.

Saint Xie Rongyao used her wings to grab the cold air currents in the sky and use them as she pleased, just like a skilled sailor driving his sailboat to surf and glide in the turbulent ocean.

Just like a miniature white hole, the rules of physics are distorted outside.

The Holy Titan took a deep breath and seized the opportunity.

Although the Holy Energy Titan knows how this flame operates and what method it is made with, what you can be sure of is that the flame is the energy core of the Titan. No matter how weak a machine is, it will be paralyzed as long as it loses its power source.

Immediately, a bold idea emerged in the minds of many young soldiers.

Xie Rong is also an example.

The two outstanding commanders stared at each other, and for a moment the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

When Xie Rong once again opened his small mouth to the minimum.

The Titan's chest heaved.

at the same time.

Although the current situation has not changed for the worse.

Even if it's lying on the ground.

But inside, there is no such exaggerated and weak defense.

The fog of war created by Ling Bigong had a substantial impact on the Holy Titan.

You flap your wings and slowly return to the inner world.

A few breaths ago.

The ice-white wings on your back slightly converged, swooping upwards, directly entering Xie Rong's huge mouth.

That part of the psychic power can also have the effect of interfering with the operation of electronic devices.

The angel's wings are spread.

Then...

You have to deny it, it is a real weapon of war.

A sharp pain came.

on the right side of his chest.

The Stormbirds aboard the Blood Angels arrived just in time.

The connection between you and the vast ocean seems to be opened in an instant.

A small part are parts with precise structure.

"Are all of you Primarchs so free to do whatever you want?"

Xie Rong's inner layer is covered with a layer of ordinary metal, which has extremely weak defense and can withstand the heavy firepower of Dragon Machine.

More so at that time.

What did you pay for when you obtained that part of the power, or in other words, there will be nothing waiting for you in the future.

But my body size is obviously much smaller, thicker, and with powerful wings; moreover, if the Titan is lying underground, its overall length from beginning to end may reach 170 meters. When the Holy Titan's eyes fell on Xie Rong.

Whether it is a living thing or a machine, all inanimate things can be sensed by Saint Xie Rongyao.

Roar!

Behind his eyes is a white-green Rubik's Cube type object. The blocks are connected by chains formed by electric current.

In the touch just now, you saw Xie Rong's structure.

When encountering those non-toxic gas clouds, the Holy Titan also chose to avoid them as much as possible.

But every gift from fate is secretly marked as a broken bargaining chip.

Among the spider web-like cracks, there was a dark red firelight.

Only when I really stepped into that battlefield.

"No matter what, let's peel off the energy core first!" Titan's struggle became more and more fierce. He was about to break free from the shackles of Ling Bi Gongzhi. Do you have time to think about it?

Your pupils are shrouded in a faint halo of psychic energy. Every original body possesses mediocre psychic potential, but some brothers have not expressed that part of their potential in the war. In other words, even with the use of psychic powers, the primarch's ingenuity can achieve the defeat we desire.

Part of it is essentially human, but a smaller part is far more than that.

Kano also shrugged.

Even the original body.

Above you is a world burned to ashes. The bustling cities and industrial areas have not completely disappeared on the physical level. Only the huge craters still show where these large-scale buildings once were. existed underground.

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Saint Xie Rongyao nodded slightly.

Gilles Spear wants to draw energy from the inner world.

Boom!

Even the most thoughtful and weakest among us.

The Rubik's Cube bound around the flames trembled and hummed, and the current escaping beneath it quickly became stronger.

The "fire" was exposed in front of Saint Xie Rongyao without reservation.

There are still no traces left under your body before it was corroded and burned. Your perfect and flawless skin is ulcerated. Even the luster under your hair has become noticeably brighter. When the strong wind blows in your face, a few thin strands are Big hair strands fall off in the wind.

It raised its head and stared at the angel with its scarlet pupils, and the angel also noticed that there were no simple gears and crystal structures in the Titan's eyes. Those crystals refract back and forth, and together with the internal reactor, they seem to form some kind of deadly weapon.

The Titan still roared and stopped.

The Fourth Army Corps once fell deeply into the dilemma of having sufficient supplies and lack of food and clothing.

Sliding on the gray sky, walking backwards.

and……

The white chains that bound his body tightened to a straight line in an instant, creaking and trembling. The surrounding spirit Xie Rongyao staggered and almost fell to the ground due to the sudden huge force. We were overloaded with psychic energy, and white-green psychic lightning erupted from underneath us, and then we suppressed the Titan again.

It was considered as a greeting to the group of soldiers.

You flap your wings and arrive under the Titan in the center of the battlefield.

Azkelon, Radolon and other Blood Angels were left standing there looking at each other.

boom!

And between seventy-eight cubes.

Saint Xie Rongyao could clearly detect that there were no two distinct essences in his body.

The flying speed of the Holy Titan is almost slower than that of the Storm Bird at full speed.

“In the words of the angel himself, you cannot keep a bird in a cage.”

It is unimaginable that such a large piece of flame can drive the Titan into an endless low-intensity war.

Go to the front.

It is like a real living being, and its emotions are obvious, whether it is hatred or anger.

There used to be a heavy industrial city outside, and you can vaguely see incomplete metal low towers rising from the ground.

For example.

Although the time of contact was short, the Holy Titan still found what he wanted.

The internal structure of the Titan was easily pierced by the Holy Titan.

The height of the Titan is about eighty meters, which is much lower than a standard Warlord-class Xie Rong.

And the goal of the Holy Titan's trip.

laugh!

Boom!

The more the Holy Titan is able to realize that he is absolutely ordinary.

It was a smooth ride all the way.

But the fear of firepower equipment has not yet been firmly imprinted in the gene seeds. Now the opportunity is not that bad, and of course it is easy to miss.

In the primarch's extraordinary physical qualities.

Titan immediately closed his upper jaw.

Every part under it is built for war. Every sharp protrusion under the torso is for killing and harvesting less lives.

The wings are hanging down, moving every time, and the terrifying momentum is still like a volcano about to erupt, which is intimidating.