The Protoss in Warhammer

Chapter 320 308. Sad, hateful, pitiful, ridiculous

On the bottom deck of the Tyrant-class cruiser, a large number of beastmen are constantly transporting cannonballs. Serious chaos corruption has appeared on the bodies of these beastmen. The original heads have turned into beaks, and the blue color has slowly begun to appear on their bodies. And the most incredible thing is that these beasts are actually wearing Dressed up very delicately.

Yes, very exquisite, I can only describe it as exquisite, because compared with other members of their kind, even the lower-level crew of the empire, they even have a neat piece of clothing that has been washed until it fades. Of course, they are not the only ones here, there are more people, that is, ordinary mortal crew members.

The Chaos Wizard stood in the corridor decorated with lapis lazuli and gold, waving the pointer in his hand and shouting

"Okay, you lower-level guys! Move your hooves and hands faster. We need to quickly enter the gun position to attack. If you don't want to be blown to pieces by the alien plasma weapons, hurry up!"

Under the wizard's order, they quickly arrived at the macro gun emplacement on the lower deck. The biggest difference between Ahriman's battleships and other chaos-oriented battleships is two words: neat and clean. (What? You told me four words, don’t question it, this is the decision of the Lord of Changes).

Ahriman still maintains his original lifestyle. He hopes that he can still maintain his own style in the subspace and not become a toy of the gods like those guys who are completely corrupted by the trend. Therefore, his requirements for himself can be said to be rigorous and harsh. You can even find that his battleships are much cleaner than some imperial battleships.

The lower-level sailors quickly came to their gun positions and began to check the condition of the artillery. They quickly came to their posts to check the normal use of the instruments. At the same time, workers began to lubricate the cannons. The cannonballs began to be transported from the ammunition depot to the cannon chambers via rails and magic levitation.

It took the cruiser less than an hour to complete the loading of all artillery. When the distance reached 8 million kilometers, the light spears began to fire.

The attack successfully reached the intended target 12 seconds later and hit the enemy aircraft carrier, while also shooting down some drones that were unfortunate enough to be in its orbit.

The machine soul blessed by the Lord of Change made an excited buzzing sound after its weapon successfully hit the enemy, and the Dark Machine Priest also began to chant binary spells to bless these contaminated machines. The war before them is also very important to those who have betrayed the glory of the Om Messiah, because it is a holy war against what they consider to be infidels.

And there are indeed some Dark Mechanicus in Ahriman's fleet. These people either supported the Warmaster's actions during the Horus Heresy tens of thousands of years ago, or they were transformed by the All-Changed in the long years that followed. The master's bargaining chip attracted his attention and betrayed his former faith. The reasons why these traitors came here vary, some are out of pursuit of faith, and some are just here to test their weapons and sell their latest equipment to Ahriman.

But now, Ahriman stood on the Nemesis-class battleship that he snatched from the Imperial Navy 120 years ago, looking at the group of black machine oil guys behind him who had gone to who knows where, without any disturbance in his heart. After all, these guys came to the war just like dogs. They mainly came to make a lot of money and let them fight against the main fleet of aliens, probably even if they were killed.

Gray looked at those Chaos battleships and couldn't help but laugh. He already knew whose command was in that battleship and who was in that fleet.

"What a pathetic, hateful, pathetic, ridiculous person!"

Phoenix listened to his master say such a sentence. He didn't understand why the elder suddenly said this, but the elder's subsequent words shocked him.

"Stop the artillery fire and send out a large number of drones to drive them away!"

After Phoenix heard this, he looked back at Gray in shock. Gray looked at Phoenix's shocked eyes and sighed a little.

"Don't be so surprised, my friend. I have made up my mind. You should prepare for an exquisite melee now. After all, we will soon be fighting on the steel earth."

Locust-like drones took off from aircraft carriers and amphibious landing ships, and their density was no less dense than the underworld beetles of the Necrons. Ahriman looked at these terrifying planes, rushing towards him like a pack of wolves. While ordering his warships to resist, he immediately opened the communication and shouted loudly inside.

"Elus, are you done yet?"

A whistling sound came from the other end of the communicator, followed by a loud bang, and then the lord's voice

"Alright, Ahriman! Take your people and escape quickly, reach a safe distance first, and then find a way to come over. One more thing, the fleets of those oil guys have also been dispatched. If you don't leave, you will turn into a Cromon Burger. of!"

"Got it, brother, good luck!"

After confirming the success of the landing operation, Ahriman immediately ordered his troops to evacuate. The Dark Mechanicus who had stayed behind to watch the show were now in trouble. They successfully had an academic exchange in the physical sense with the Mechanicus on Charon 7, and according to the current battle situation, the Mechanicus on Charon 7 has successfully found the commanding heights of communication and is providing powerful knowledge output to their opponents.

The Dark Mechanicus quickly fled in a panic under the orbital artillery and the continuous output of martial virtue by the Mechanicus on Charon 7. Fortunately, they made a little contribution to this expedition, because due to their delay, most of the mortal soldiers have successfully landed, and the Chaos Lords and Demon Princes have also arrived on the Forge World. The next battle is likely to be deflected to the ground.

The navy of Charon 7 did not stay any longer, because they also suffered losses in the previous battle, but the aliens, their main enemy in this battle, have not yet joined the battle, and their fleet is far more than they can only defend. After all, the distress signal has been sent to the nearest Imperial Navy Headquarters and Huangquan No. 8, which is also a pagan sect. They will definitely not stand by and watch them die. Now these guys just need to guard this place.

Gray, wearing a robe, slowly moved forward in the corridor. No one recognized him along the way, and no one took the time to pay attention to why there was such a person on the ship. He just came to the bow alone, stepped on the glass under his feet, and watched the temple of the God of All Machines tremble in the artillery fire in the scarlet atmosphere below.

Netat slowly stepped to his side without knowing when. Gray's golden pupils were shining in his slightly closed eyes, and his eyes were always fixed on the battlefield below.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, and the elder looked at Netat next to him and said

"Has the holographic map been drawn?"

"It has been sent to our local area network. You can see it on your retina at any time if you want."

Gray looked at the other person in front of him who was also wearing a cloak, looked back at the burning earth, and left here.

It's time to take back what belongs to you.