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

Chapter 504: Vashtor's Arrival

Costwain's iron boots trampled on the remains of an enchanted warrior. Through the extremely precise gyroscope, he could detect extremely faint tremors. Even though he beheaded the monster with a sword, he was still not dead.

The Chaos Demon residing in the armor is not so easy to kill. It is screaming and trying to be reborn. A deformed head covered in blood and flesh is emerging from the bloody wound. A demonic face is howling wildly, trying to sneak attack the Lion King Butler.

Another sword swept past, Akao's sword was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, and once again cut off the deformed head grown by the enchanted warrior.

The damage caused by the decomposition force field quickly shattered the head into pieces.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

His brows were slightly furrowed beneath his helmet. Although this enchanted warrior was not an invincible enemy to him, it was undoubtedly a tough and powerful enemy for other Astartes.

Another dark angel equipped with heavy weapons immediately rushed to his side and used the flames of the promethium flamethrower to completely burn the filthy thing to ashes.

Melee combat and fire are particularly damaging to Warp Demons. Their ranged weapons can often only knock down the enemy but not completely kill them, and subsequent attacks are required to completely exile these demons.

The space inside the Blackstone Fortress was extremely huge, which also meant that there were not enough solid shelters for both sides to hide.

But it was not the case for the Astartes of the Imperial camp. For them, the larger War Iron Men were the best cover. Most of the enemy's long-range corrosive firepower was blocked by the Iron Men, and the high-energy rays released by the Iron Men also blasted the enemies rushing in the front.

The Warp Demon is only highly immune to ranged attacks, but that does not mean it will be unscathed. As long as there are enough concentrated attacks, even an enchanted warrior will suffer.

"When did the false emperor's lackeys become more hateful iron men?"

Malohurst, who was in the rear, observed the battle in front through psychic power. He only knew that an enemy had invaded the Blackstone Fortress, but when he saw so many iron men fighting against his carefully crafted legion of enchanted warriors, the loyal servant of the warmaster could not help but be stunned.

"Where is the Lord of the Furnace? Isn't He known as the Lord of Technology and Creation? Where did He go?"

Malohurst knew very well how powerful the Abominable Iron Men were. These were the strongest weapons of war forged by humans in the past. Even if only a few of them were left by chance, they could cause great trouble to humans. What's more, there were at least thousands of them here.

He immediately called upon Vashtor, the Lord of the Forge, with whom he had made a deal, hoping to get help from this powerful Warp.

I hope this guy who plays tricks on me can be of some help. Malohurst knows the nature of the creatures in the subspace very well. They never do anything without benefits, and no one knows what they will take advantage of the situation to rob.

Unexpectedly, the Master of the Furnace responded quickly.

"You know nothing about what happened in Blackstone Fortress?" Malohurst asked. With Horus' support, he was not afraid of this warp creature who called himself God.

Vashtor didn't seem to be here, and his voice was delayed for half a second before it came.

+I have credibility. I have handed over the Blackstone Fortress to Horus. Naturally, all forces and surveillance will be withdrawn. You don't need to question this. +
Malohurst didn't know whether what Vashtor said was the truth or a hidden deeper lie, but now was not the time to pursue these issues.

"I need to make another deal with you, Lord of the Forge. You must help the Warmaster deal with those damned abominations of iron. You should be very good at this." Malohurst roared, "We will pay the price. Swear in the name of Horus."

Vashtor paid more attention to it. It was an independent subspace entity with a busy business in the High Heaven. Even the Four Gods of Chaos asked him to build demon engines.

At this moment, the Lord of the Forge had just negotiated a contract with the Blood God for the manufacture of the Demon Engine, and then he received a call from Malohurst.

+Pay a price? Wait, I sense the presence of other creators...+
+Whose aura is this? The cursed one? No, it's not him+
Vashtor's psychic communication suddenly became blurry, but the next second, a complex Chaos Octagram appeared on the wide platform in front of Malohurst. A projection of the Master of the Forge descended upon the area. +No price required, I will naturally help you deal with that guy.+
Vashtor, his body burning with the fire of purgatory, nodded to the mortal in front of him. His eyes were burning with extreme excitement, as hot as the explosion of a blazing furnace, without any concealment.

He inserted his staff into the ground of the Blackstone Fortress, and a burning black and red flame immediately began to spread, adding a layer of psychic power to the enchanted warriors of the Sons of Horus.

+There are competitors for my path, and the one you humans call Om Messiah is also my enemy, but why are Om Messiah and the damned separated? +
+That damned and powerful guy, who forcibly merged the power of Om Messiah into himself and built the Mechanicus to help him gather faith, is now getting rid of the power? +
Vashtor knew the true nature of the Emperor, and hated this bastard who blocked his path to promotion. In addition, the Emperor's Om Messiah side was also one of the reasons for Vashtor's hatred.

Only people in the same industry would truly hate each other and wish to kill each other with a thousand cuts, because this involves a real conflict of interest.

He, Vashtor, the Lord of the Soul Forge, the God of Creation and Technology.

The glowing human being in front of us controls the power of Ohm Messiah and is also the god of creation and technology.

If there are two seekers walking on the road to becoming a god, then only one is destined to survive. A strong desire to kill arose in Vashtor's heart, and he wanted to wipe out this human who posed a huge threat.

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Roxi was hovering above the mixed forces of the Iron Legion and the Astartes Legion. He was using his own power to bless these machines and war weapons, making them more effective in attacking the larger number of enchanted warriors.

Beside him, the prophet Uslan continued to use his powerful psychic power to tear apart some of the enchanted warriors who were blocking his way.

With Luo Xi's protection, he can release psychic storms to kill enemies without any scruples, without worrying about his own life.

An Eldar Great Prophet who can unleash all his might is an awe-inspiring firepower output, and his every move carries with it an incomparably terrifying force.

"I have to protect the machine souls of those war machines and the AI ​​of the Iron Man all the time. The corruption of Chaos never subsides. How far are we from the core control room of the Blackstone Fortress?"

Luo Xi urged anxiously. Although he did not directly intervene in the war, he was not at ease at all.

It is true that his power can resist the erosion of Chaos, but this is a process of continuous confrontation. Once his power disappears, the Iron Legion and the Astartes forces will directly face the threat of corruption in the Warp.

He began to understand why the Emperor was still extremely wary of Chaos Corruption even though he clearly had ways to deal with it.

"It's almost there. I can already feel the will of the Black Stone Fortress." Uslan said with a guilty look on his face.

Uslan moved forward according to his hunch. To be honest, he had never been to the Black Stone Fortress before, and the guarantee he made with Luo Xi was just an ideal state.

But now he was in a difficult situation and could only desperately mobilize his spiritual power to make predictions and find the target's location.

Suddenly, Luo Xi's mental will was shaken, and a terrifying realm composed of a furnace, molten iron and purgatory fire suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

A strong sense of malice came over him, and the power of Ohm Messiah in his soul also shone brightly.

"The old man Vashtor has finally arrived. This guy has been secretly supporting Horus. Now it's time to settle accounts with him!"

(End of this chapter)