Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

The kinetic energy carried by the steel bar was extremely terrifying. In front of this force, the scales of the Skug beast, which were as hard as steel, were as fragile as paper.

The rusty steel bar easily pierced the beast's head, and the smelly green blood fell like raindrops.

Both the imperial soldiers and the screaming greenskins were shocked by this terrifying blow. Looking in the direction where the steel bar came from, the surviving imperial soldiers saw an unforgettable scene.

Hundreds of meters away, a death angel with a height of more than four and a half meters maintained a spear throwing posture. Under the sunlight, the death angel's granite-like muscles shone.

What impressed the mortals even more was the death angel's buttocks and ** blurred by the holy light...

"Emperor!" The surviving mortal warriors exclaimed.

Of course, the screaming greenskins did not intend to give the mortals a chance to breathe.

The shock brought to the greenskins by the four-and-a-half-meter-tall man did not last long. Soon, the war frenzy engraved in their genes overwhelmed the fear.

The greenskins waaagh again!

These ugly aliens held the big guns made of garbage in their hands, screamed and pulled the trigger at Gawain.

The inferior primer was ignited by the firing pin, and sharp fragments shot out from the muzzle! With the blessing of my thinking power, the bullets of the big gun were powerful enough to penetrate several centimeters thick steel plates.

But these fragments that could penetrate the steel plates fell on Gawain, but they did not cause even the slightest damage to the giant.

Such a shocking scene made the greenskins fall into a brief panic. The greenskins screamed, but this could not delay the arrival of death.

Gawain's huge body was like a heavy tank, rushing across this devastated land! Whether it was a strong orc warrior or a technician boy with all kinds of strange weapons, they were as fragile as a newborn baby in front of a Primarch.

The terrifying power of the Angel of Death gave mortals great courage. The wounded imperial warriors pushed open the door of the temporary bunker and charged towards the greenskins with the Angel of Death.

Even though Gawain was unarmed at the moment, the terrifying power of the Primarch still allowed him to crush the heads of greenskins like squeezing persimmons.

Nothing could stop a Primarch from killing! When Gawain joined the battlefield, the war had turned into a one-sided massacre.

When the most powerful orc boss among the greenskins was lightly twisted off his head by Gawain, fear finally overwhelmed the war frenzy imprinted in his genes.

The greenskins screamed and fled in all directions, and the green that covered the mountains and plains like a tide disappeared in an instant.

It is conceivable that these escaped greenskins will take root and sprout on this land like seeds floating in the breeze. In a few decades at most, this planet will completely become a paradise for greenskins.

Indeed, Gawain saved the lives of hundreds of Astra Militarum soldiers, but the Empire did not win the war.

This planet has been completely polluted by dirty greenskins, and what awaits it will be a raging fire covering the entire planet.

Including the greenskins, everything on the planet will be completely burned by the flames, and this planet... will also become a dead world with no grass.

For the Empire, this is a shameful defeat!

But no matter what, the war is over after all.

The surviving mortal warriors expressed the highest respect to the angel of death. Just when the mortal warriors who survived the disaster wanted to say something, a slight humming suddenly came from the depths of the ruins in the distance.

Along with the humming came a deep green energy pulse.

This unknown energy pulse seemed to have the ability to condense space. Under the influence of the pulse, the figures of mortal warriors were silently condensed in place.

On the huge battlefield, only the Primarch was left and could move freely with his terrifying power.

Gawain did not feel the breath of psychic energy from this energy pulse. This was not a psychic spell in the warp, but some kind of technology that was almost like witchcraft.

Looking at the entire universe, there was no other race except the Necrons that could use this technology.

"Salute you, respected Primarch!" A hoarse and low mechanical voice came from the depths of the ruins, "Excuse me, your taste is really special!"

Gawain: "..."

It has been several hours since Gawain traveled through time, but at this moment he is still walking around.

It's not that Gawain doesn't want to wear it, it's really harder to find a suitable piece of clothing on the battlefield than to climb to the sky.

The greenskins can barely be called an intelligent race, but the clothes on these green monsters are only stinky loincloths.

The uniforms of the Astra Militarum were a good choice. Several sets of uniforms together could barely cover the private parts.

But before Gawain could ask the Astra Militarum for uniforms, this annoying Necrons froze all the mortal warriors in place.

Although Gawain was the Primarch, it was not easy for him to personally strip someone's clothes.

"Necrons, can I take your words as a provocation?" Gawain stared at the metal skeleton that slowly walked out of the ruins, his eyes revealing an extremely dangerous meaning.

"How dare I provoke a noble Primarch?" The Necrons sensed the malice in the Primarch's tone, "In the name of the Silent King, I mean no harm! Let me introduce myself, my name is Trazyn, I'm just a collector who likes to collect antiques."

Trazyn! This is indeed a name worth paying attention to.

Endless, cannon fodder sweeper, tomb looter, keeper of unclaimed things, villain who redefines "unclaimed things", collector, figure king...

This Necrons named Trazyn has many titles. In the Warhammer universe, which is like a cesspool, this guy is the kind of fun person.

Trazyn can destroy a world for a collection, but he can also bring unexpected help to the Empire at certain times.

In the near future, Trazyn will fight side by side with the Empire on the fortress world of Cadia! If there were no Endless, the Empire would be in a more dangerous situation after the fall of Cadia.

This is also the reason why Gawain did not immediately dismantle Trazyn into parts.

"Tarasim, I've heard of your name." Gawain came to the Infinite One, "Tell me why you're here!"

"Of course, respected Primarch." Tarasim's mechanical voice paused slightly, "But before we chat, shouldn't you put on some clothes first?"

The ring worn on the knuckles of the Infinite One flashed a faint green light, and when the light faded, a wide robe appeared in Tarasim's hands.