Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 272 Be a Hero at Least Once (Please Subscribe)
The unkempt Damon leaned against the ancient stone brick wall, took out a cigarette from somewhere on his body, and fired a shot at the cigarette butt with his dart pistol. The single-molecule-thick film that shot out ignited it.

"Give me one."

John moved closer, and in the darkness, only the cigarette butt was flickering a faint light on Damon's body.

"This thing alone gives me the same feeling as it did 30 years ago when I was fighting a tough battle on Iwo Jima and only smoking one of these a day would make me relax a little."

John took a deep puff, and in just a few puffs, the burning spark had burned up the entire cigarette.

He coughed violently a few times to adjust to the overly spicy taste.

"Damon, if we want to complete the mission, we have to do it ourselves. After all, there is no Primarch we can rely on now."

"Let me kill Vulkan with that lightning stone short spear."

The other Immortal agent just looked at him with suspicion. Although the relationship between them was not very good, as one of the only humans in the secret cult, it was still acceptable.

The Immortal agent, who was older than John, sensed something was amiss.

"My gut tells me you're about to do something stupid, John, and that gut tells me I'm wrong."

There was a gleam in Damon's eyes, making it hard to tell whether he was supporting or opposing.

"Those bigwigs in the secret sect specifically asked me to watch you to prevent you from doing something stupid at the critical moment. Now it seems that they are right."

John shook his head firmly.

"Why do you speculate about me like this? We have long been traitors to humanity. We have done too many things that hurt humanity over the past tens of thousands of years. For the sake of our master of the secret sect, this time we will commit the greatest betrayal. Please don't bother me, okay?"

Damon narrowed his eyes and took another puff of his cigarette before blowing the thick smoke into his face.

"betray."

He pondered the word over and over again, revealing a meaningful smile.

Perhaps John wanted to betray not humans, but those damn cult aliens.

Damon, who came to supervise John, sighed. He did so many dirty jobs for the cult. Was he willing to do it and enjoy it? Of course not.

It's just that he has become accustomed to the orders of the esoteric sect, and this has almost become the only reason for him to push his life forward.

"Since we want to complete the mission, we must first find Vulkan. He was subdued by the Lord of Macragge and the Lion King, and imprisoned in a secret base in a static position. How can we find him?"

John changed the subject. He hid the lightning stone spear that could kill Vulkan's immortal body in his chest. This was the key item for him to complete his new plan.

"Do you have any idea, Mr. Silent?" John turned his head to look at Narek, who had been silent all the time. The third person present just listened quietly like a statue.

Narek's helmet moved and he spoke in a cold tone.

"I am not Lorgar. I have no way of using those disgusting warp sorcery to directly open a path to the Fire Dragon Lord's room. Don't count on me."

"Then use the old method, like Conrad Curze did, to divert the tiger away from the mountain. As long as we can create enough focal points, we can distract the Ultramarines guards, and then we can take the opportunity to sneak into the base."

Damon took out a small red glass bottle from his pocket. This glass bottle may be small and ordinary, but what it contains is precious enough.

The professionals of the cult use their void magic and psionic energy to charge it, and when it is lost and broken, the contents inside will do its job.

"What's in there?" John instinctively felt the red glass bottle was a bit jarring, as if it held something that would evoke a primal aversion. "You'll know when the time comes. I can't tell you now, but this thing is enough to irritate the Ultramarines."

Damon kept it a secret and stuffed the bottle with surging subspace energy back into his pocket.

Narek the Word Bearer could vaguely sense what was inside through his scarlet tactical goggles.

"A demon from the Warp, a sealed demon." Narek said in a voice that only he could hear.

After finalizing the plan, the three of them started to execute the action without much hesitation.

John used his psychic powers to cover their tracks, and whenever someone saw them, he would considerately modify their memories and pass the level as if no one was there.

"There is no way to trick people into the Ultramarines' base this way. I can sense that there are several psychic black holes deep inside the base. Some Untouchables are stationed inside them, and I cannot influence them.

"The base's security device has closed the gate. I can't modify the memory of the Thinker's computer."

John closed his eyes and felt with his soul before speaking.

Damon, wearing a black fur coat and unkempt, got as close as possible under the cover of John and threw the scarlet glass bottle towards the position of the Extreme Marine sentry from a distance.

After doing all this, the secret cult agents turned around and ran. They hid in a safe house dug out by Narek, waiting for the development of the situation.

The glass bottle exploded in a patch of grass on the edge of the base, and the subspace entity imprisoned in it was able to escape immediately.

A crazed Warp Demon broke free from it. It had been imprisoned for too long and was extremely violent and crazy.

The power of the Supreme Heaven appeared in the real universe, and the subspace demon without solid form had to condense its own entity, and a huge and bright object appeared here out of thin air.

It was a giant monster that resembled a pitch-black centipede, with a body covered in gray-black muscles and a slippery shell on the outermost layer. Countless pseudopodia were wriggling and twisting madly.

It let out a psychic scream of rage and hatred, and began to attack the Ultramarines guards closest to it.

The sudden appearance of the Warp Demon immediately triggered the Ultramarines' highest alert. The base was suddenly filled with scarlet flashing lumen lights and sharp sirens.

"Subspace demon appears, call the think tank troops!"

"Where are the anti-psychic team? Call them over immediately, and notify the Primarch, immediately!"

The highest-ranking officer stationed at this base gave orders to the people around him, and at the same time he mobilized more Ultramarines guards to join the battle to kill the Chaos Demons.

Numerous reports related to Chaos are telling of the danger of Warp Demons, and the Ultramarines officers dare not take it lightly.

Hundreds of Ultramarines rushed out of the base, attacking the Warp Demon with their bolters and plasma weapons. At the same time, the base's powerful ground-based weapons were urgently deployed, the bunkers were opened, and the destructive heavy artillery began to roar.

Under the cover of this sudden chaos, John and his two companions successfully used their psychic powers to sneak into the secret base. They crouched and moved forward cautiously, while avoiding the automated alarm facilities in the base as much as possible.

There was a glimmer of psychic energy in John's eyes. He was concentrating his mind, trying to find Vulkan's location in this well-connected base. He was right here. The Fire Dragon Lord was filled with incomparable anger and power, and that feeling almost burned his spirit out.

"I can understand his pain. Vulkan has endured too much pain. He almost went insane and lost himself. Please answer me quickly. Where are you?"

John was anxiously mobilizing his psychic powers, they didn't have much time, a Warp Demon couldn't stop the Ultramarines for a long time, this was not Calth, the power the Ultramarines could mobilize was enough to easily exile the demon.

"I've been betraying humanity my whole life. Damn it, at least let me be a hero for once."

(End of this chapter)