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

Chapter 285 Killing Eidolon

In a rage, Guntura almost overpowered Eidolon. The tremendous strength, defense, and transmission reaction speed of the Star-type power armor far surpassed the Mark IV armor.

The genetic trait of the White Scars is that the angrier they are, the colder they become. Guntula's power sword is like thunder in a rainy night, each sword is faster and more powerful than the last.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the snow-white light of the knife was impossible to see with the naked eye. After Eidolon parried for several rounds, he realized how ferocious the man in front of him was.

Eidolon is also a swordmaster in the Emperor's Children Legion. Although he is not among the strongest, he is still ranked in the top five in terms of skills.

However, Guntura discovered during the fierce fight that this mortal enemy of the White Scars was not as powerful as he had imagined.

His reaction was extremely slow, as if the connection between the other party's sutured head and body was not perfect, which led to the flaw.

Gantura swept away Eidolon's hammer's block with a knife, and punched out with his left hand. The reactor squeezed out terrifying power and released it completely from the center of the opponent's armor.

Relying on sheer brute force, White Scar punched a deep dent in the Emperor's Children commander's breastplate, and countless tiny pieces of ceramsite metal exploded and pierced the surrounding surface like shotgun shells.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guntura slashed the shaft of the warhammer with a knife, leaving a small gap in the weapon made of fine gold, while the jet propeller backpack behind him completely overwhelmed Eidolon's resistance.

Guntula turned perfectly to unload the force, and at the same time adjusted his jet pack to maximize the output power. The light blue plasma flame suddenly began to surge, and the scorching fire burned Eidolon's ugly face that looked like burnt dead skin.

The Emperor's Son's face was destroyed by the blow he was unable to dodge, and the extremely high temperature flames burned his wrinkled skin clean. His two lifeless pale eyes were embedded in the charred flesh, staring at Guntura's long sword.

The battlefield entered an extremely chaotic state of encounter, with everyone involved in the battle. Even the Iron Hands' long-range fire support had to be temporarily suspended to avoid accidentally injuring comrades.

But compared to the Emperor's Children who had no rules and discipline, both the White Scars and the Ultramarines were under the command of one will and voice, carrying out extremely meticulous coordination and encirclement.

The secret of war is nothing more than using the majority to defeat the minority. Even if your forces are inferior to those of the enemy, you can still create a local situation where you have the majority against the minority by taking advantage of favorable terrain.

At the cost of taking a blow, Eidolon used his power hammer to stop Gantula's deadly long sword. He looked more miserable than ever before, with his upper body and head covered with charred burn marks, and blisters of varying sizes were extremely hideous. The severe burns instead stimulated him to grin.

For the Emperor's children who fell into the Six Rings of Slaanesh, this level of pain was, in a sense, more like a special reward.

Their distorted consciousness only felt a burning sensation all over their bodies. This special state was something they had never experienced before.

Eidolon screamed wildly, and the alien technological creation in his throat that had been specially processed by Fabius Bayer released waves of psychic infrasonic screams.

Other noise warriors urged their weapons, chanting and screaming blasphemies against the Imperial faith and worship of the evil god Slaanesh.

The screams of noise warriors one after another gathered into a wave of sound waves. They laughed and completely ignored the deadly attacks of their former battle brothers.

The noise warriors worked together to create a sonic boom, their throats roaring along with the roar of sonic weapons, creating sounds and screams that are simply impossible for the human body to make.

Among the warriors present, especially the Eldar, this ancient race with pointed ears and particularly keen hearing had absolutely no resistance to such screams.

Only the Eldar who also practiced the Howling Banshee Cult were able to resist. They covered their heads and wished they could cut off their ears, but this could not stop the impact of the devil's sound penetrating their brains.

Several Eldar tribe warriors finally couldn't hold on any longer, and their heads exploded like broken watermelons amid the screams of the Emperor's Children noise warriors.

The sticky pink-white brain matter of the Eldar splattered all over the Noise Warriors. These already extremely manic perverts directly took off their twisted and deformed helmets and frantically licked those delicious foods with their narrow and sticky tongues.

The Eldar, the Eldar's flesh and blood... and the Eldar's soul!

It was an extremely refreshing climax. The Emperor's Children twitched all over. After tasting the flesh and blood of the Eldar, they suddenly felt as if the world had become brighter.

Not only the Eldar, but even the massive vehicles and mechs fighting on the battlefield shook and shattered under the resonance of the sound waves, tearing the earth apart and sending a shrill cloud of dust and sand flying high. The giant trees of Pandora were ripped into shreds by the sound waves, ancient rocks weathered into sand and gravel, and even the armored shields of super-heavy tanks and mechs were stripped away.

The Space Marines who were closer suffered even more horrific injuries. Those sharp screams were like invisible files, drilling into the auditory template of the power armor, and then inflicting the most brutal torture on the flesh inside, grinding it into pieces bit by bit.

If the Star-type power armor was not strong enough, they would probably be torn into the smallest particles along with their armor.

Gantula thrust his long knife firmly into the ground to stop his retreat.

He was struggling to support himself, and at this moment, he finally realized what had happened to the Lord of Qiexue that caused him to be seriously injured and die after defeating the enemy.

"How is it? Welcome to enjoy our chorus. It is the scream of the soul and the call of the Lady of Thirst. I forgot to tell you that your powerful White Scar leader died from this move."

"His name is Qin Xia? I can't remember because he is too ordinary."

Eidolon's vanity and competitiveness have expanded to the limit at this moment. The Prince of Pleasure is watching him and will bestow new blessings on him.

Perhaps he will be qualified to be promoted to a demon prince and completely get rid of this ugly and weak mortal body.

Under their sonic booms and screams, the fact that Gantula had not lost his ability to resist was a testament to his amazing mental strength, but at this moment he was unable to put up any more resistance.

His heart was beating wildly, and his increasingly enhanced dynamic vision could even see Eidolon's pale and lifeless eyes beating with distortion and madness, as well as an unknown purple-pink reflection.

The enemy's desire is growing, and he will be completely mad. Eidolon will kill another powerful White Scar warrior and continue his glory and victory.

However, just as Eidolon's power hammer was about to hit Guntura's helmet, Qin Xin, a White Scar new blood who had been wandering nearby, used all his strength to throw a humanoid object over.

He was an Untouchable wearing a customized mortal power armor. The strong sonic boom scream made it difficult for him to approach the core of Eidolon, but with Qin Xin's full effort, he finally broke through the barrier of the storm.

The Untouchables approached like a black hole, the spreading soulless presence devouring the psychic screams of the Emperor's Children and creating a psychic void within them.

The means that Roche had specially prepared for the enemies in the subspace finally came in handy, and the psychic scream that was circulating inside was instantly interrupted. As the core of the psychic scream, Eidolon's alien technological creation in his throat expanded to the limit, and suddenly lost its psychic support.

With such expansion and contraction, the biochemical transformation that Eidolon had undergone was immediately overwhelmed. Without the blessing of psychic energy, Scream would only destroy himself.

The disgusting and dirty skin suddenly exploded, and the pink throat, metal armor on the neck, pale and withered flesh and dark purple blood gushed out. Eidolon's head exploded instantly like those dead elves.

His warhammer named Eternal Glory fell limply to the ground, soaked in the dirty, corrupted blood. Eidolon's headless body fell in front of Guntura Nayan Khan, while Qin Xin came breathlessly to assist in the battle.

The Untouchable that was thrown into the center of the battlefield was still deeply embedded in the mud. Soaking in the deep sea liquid, he was a little confused, but the excited shouts of the Space Marines could be heard from the power armor.

"Eidolon is dead!"

Countless Noise Warriors suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream. They looked in horror at the direction where Eidolon fell, and the fighting spirit and will in their hearts quickly melted away like spring snow.

"retreat!"

If it is a Space Marine of the Empire, even if the supreme commander is killed, there will still be secondary commanders such as company commanders and captains who will take over the power and continue fighting.

But the Space Marines who have fallen into Chaos naturally will no longer talk about fighting to the death. They are just cannon fodder sent by the Lady of Thirst to seize the souls of the Eldar. Compared with the Slaanesh Daemons who are restricted by the barrier of the reality veil, these actively fallen ones are more useful and convenient.

By the time the Lord Commander's death was known to every Emperor's Children, the war was over.

(End of this chapter)