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

Chapter 641: The Chaos Demon Army Arrives (Three in One)

"Those Iron Warrior bastards' attack is starting to get disrupted, which is obviously good news."

"Their allies also betrayed them. Those who betray will be betrayed. I wonder how ugly Perturabo's face must be."

"For the Emperor, if we hold on, our reinforcements will soon arrive on Terra, and we will be able to form a two-sided sandwich and completely crush Horus and his traitorous allies."

Jeremiah Blitz lay in the scalding fortress bunker and shouted loudly to the Solar Auxiliary Forces around him.

Although he always claimed that he was an unfortunate man, in fact, he was almost the embodiment of luck. It had been nearly half a month since he and his brothers in the Sun Auxiliary Army fought against the Death Guard last time.

It is difficult to describe in words how brutal this horrific siege was. Not to mention their Solar Auxiliary Forces, even the more elite Astartes troops were being destroyed in large numbers.

The Solar Auxiliary Army is used as militia, the Astartes is used as the Solar Auxiliary Army, and the Titan God Machine is used as the knight mecha. This is the best description of this meat grinder war.

The comrades around him had been replaced one after another, and even the old subordinates who had followed him in adventures were only a few left. Jeremiah was quickly tempered in this extremely brutal war, and his military rank soared like a rocket.

Today, he is already a combat company commander of the 177th Regiment of the Sun Auxiliary Army. As long as a veteran can survive the war, his rank will basically be increased by one level for every battle he survives.

Those mutants and beastmen who were deployed to the surface when the war began had already died completely. Their flesh and blood had merged into the soil of Terra, and no one could tell whether what was in the soil was ashes or gravel.

The main forces on the battlefield now are the mortal auxiliary forces of the traitor legions, the Iron Warriors responsible for siege, and the Death Guard responsible for spreading the plague.

As for the core of the rebels, those Sons of Horus seem to be preparing some conspiracy and will only show up on the battlefield on rare occasions.

However, what mortals fear and hate the most are those extremely perverted and disgusting Sons of the Emperor. Jeremiah hates that these damn traitors dare to retain this sacred name.

They still call themselves the Sons of the Emperor, but they actually do things that harm humanity, which is undoubtedly a great irony.

According to reliable intelligence, all civilians captured or abducted on the battlefield will be brutally slaughtered and tortured by the Emperor's Children. The former Third Legion has long forgotten what glory is, and even the desecration of this glory will make them excited to the climax.

After the outermost wall of the palace was breached by the Iron Warriors' reckless attack, the Imperial Army and the rebels engaged in an extremely bloody encounter in the ruined city.

Compared to a heroic death, all resisters were more afraid of being captured and taken prisoner.

Under the influence of the ideological stamp, all the recruits of the Solar Auxiliary Army and the militia understand one thing: as long as they sacrifice heroically, their souls can return to the Golden Throne and be protected by the Lord of Mankind, thus gaining eternal peace.

"Those Emperor's Children are the worst beasts of beasts. They are even more outrageous than the Iron Warriors and Death Guard. If I'm captured, I might as well just detonate the melta bomb and get away with it."

Jeremiah complained while pulling the trigger on the Gauss rifle in his hand.

As for his original incendiary gun, its range and firing rate could not compare with this one. They, the veterans of the battlefield, were the best able to figure out which weapon was the most useful.

The mortal version of the bolter is of average power, totally inferior to the normal version used by Space Marines, and the recoil and ammunition problems have never been completely resolved, making it ineffective against those enemies.

Although their laser weapons have been improved and can pose a threat to Space Marines, they are ultimately unable to kill instantly with one strike.

Although the melta weapon is extremely powerful, its attack range is very short and it is also very easy to accidentally injure oneself. The incendiary gun is a compromise between the two weapons. Jeremiah originally trusted his incendiary gun very much.

But it was not until the logistics department began to distribute a rifle called Gauss weapon to them that the original sweetheart became Mrs. Niu. Gauss weapon has almost no recoil, and its lethality is even more terrifying than incendiary weapon.

Anything it hits is broken down into its most basic atomic state, and unless it encounters some tricky psychic target, not even Chaos Space Marines would dare charge with their Gauss rifles.

Even they themselves, after getting used to the green light of Gaussian rays, couldn't help but feel afraid of anything around them that could emit green light.

"Although this thing is powerful, it feels weird everywhere in my opinion, as if it was not created by humans."

"At least I have never seen such a domineering human weapon."

Jeremiah originally thought that those bastards in the logistics department suddenly had a conscience and equipped them with these weapons. Later he learned that these Gauss weapons were dismantled from the war-type iron men that were scrapped on the battlefield.

You have to know that as a descendant of the Blitz family, his vision is naturally incomparable to those soldiers on the battlefield.

In fact, apart from the Mechanicus in the Empire, the people who are most familiar with the Iron Men are these Rogue Merchants.

He didn't understand why these iron men, who were originally in the banned sequence of the Scarlet Agreement of the Mechanicus, appeared on the battlefield, and their number was so... large.

My Emperor, is there a huge iron man production factory hidden in the imperial palace that is now producing these forbidden creations in an endless stream?

Jeremiah didn't know that his guess actually found the answer to the question directly, because there was indeed a production factory created by Luo Xi in the palace.

It was precisely because of the help of the Iron Legion commanded by Adam that the losses of the Imperial Army were not so ugly.

You have to know that the rebels have the Astartes Legion led by the Daemon Primarchs Angron and Fulgrim personally attacking day and night, and they are also assisted by the Daemon Engines under the macro-control of Perturabo.

Jeremiah had witnessed with his own eyes how terrifying and cruel the Primarch of the World Eaters was. He and the Astartes loyal to the Blood God chopped off countless heads of human defenders and piled them up to form towering altars and pyramids.

If the Empire had not also sent out Wolf King Leman Russ to fight Angron, he alone would probably be enough to break through the defense.

Although the Wolf King defeated the Lord of Red Sand with great difficulty, he was unable to capture him.

Now, in this tragic war on Terra, the countless dead human souls nourish the power of the Blood God. Even those guardians loyal to the Empire, the courage and fighting spirit they generate in desperate situations will enhance the power of the Warp.

To a certain extent, the Blood God is indeed fair. He will bless the warriors who offer their heads and blood to him, and he will also praise the imperial defenders who sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to fight against these terrible enemies.

He only needs to fight and bleed, and no matter whose blood it is, he can please the god of war.

Under this accumulating pressure, the Emperor's control over Terra is gradually weakening, Horus's accumulated power is getting stronger and stronger, and the Four Chaos Gods are strengthening Horus at all costs in the hope of harvesting the ripe fruit of humanity.

The Emperor knew that when Horus' body could no longer withstand any more power of the Warp, that would be the moment for his final battle with his Sixteen Sons.

And at this critical moment, the power of the subspace has increased again.

In addition to the Astartes Legion and Vashtor's Demon Engine, the demon army from the Four Chaos Gods finally broke through the veil and came to the throne world of mankind.

"The demon army of the Four Chaos Gods has arrived in the real universe."

"The boiling power of the Warp can no longer be contained. Even the veil has to retreat temporarily."

"There is no doubt that the truly cruel war has arrived. Only by persisting can we see the dawn."

Luo Xi stood on the wall of the Lion Gate of the Imperial Palace, and several giant walls outside the Imperial Palace had fallen in the rebels' devastating attack.

Those giant city walls that are several kilometers high are covered with countless weapon protection systems, and hundreds of millions of defense troops are stationed on them like screws.

The Solar Auxiliary Army relied on the city walls to resist the rebel attacks, while the Astartes troops were deployed to the battlefield one by one and in an orderly manner.

Qin Xin led the White Scars and fought a guerrilla war with the enemy in the ruins of the shattered city together with Sharokin, Hal and others under Luo Xi.

Those ancient monuments and cultural heritages with a long history were shattered by artillery fire, and the collapsed buildings were shattered after the loyal fighters blocked the last attack from the rebels.

Horus' beloved Death Skull Titan Legion had already appeared on the scene. This Titan Legion had not even suffered too many losses on the previous battlefield of Betagarmon. It was only because of Horus' preference that it did not appear until the last moment to reap the fruits of victory.

It was these black and gold traitor Titans who transformed into the most powerful giant hammers and broke through the defenses of the outer wall of the palace. If a part of the Flame Sun Titan Legion stationed on Terra had not been dispatched, the damage caused by the Death Skull would probably have continued to increase.

The Terrans had already learned of the retreat of the World Eaters and the Word Bearers in space. In fact, when this news reached the Terran command center, even the most calm commander cheered with excitement to the point of losing control.

Whatever the reason, at least the rebels' strength has been weakened, which also means that the defensive pressure on the Terra Palace has been reduced.

And Ryan Johnson's reinforcement fleet has successfully broken through the rebels' defense circle around Mars, and drove those extremely restless Dark Mechanicus traitors back to the surface of Mars.

Now the Empire does not have the time and power to completely eliminate the separatist forces on Mars. This oldest technological star contains too many secrets. Even the Empire is unwilling to deploy its power here now.

Loyalist and Traitor warships battled each other between the orbits of Terra and Mars.

Three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships, including the New Caliban, as well as the Imperial Fists' Phalanx and Emperor's Vision, led the Glorious Queens in destroying the rebel fleet.

Within the solar system, under the influence of the Emperor's will, Horus could no longer use the trick of sending out 6,000 Vengeful Spirits. Otherwise, even if all the strength of mankind was assembled, it would still be impossible to contend with such a huge difference in the number of enemy ships.

However, Perturabo was desperate. He simply dispersed his attack fleet and parked the remaining warships in Terra's low-Earth orbit, threatening Ryan Johnson with the safety of Terra.

"Yes, we can no longer defeat the Imperial Fleet in space naval battles, but so what?"

"I will stop my fleet here. Either you send out boarding troops and seize control one by one, or you destroy it with saturation fire bombing and then let thousands of space battleships fall to the surface of Terra!"

"I can accept the price of letting Terra be destroyed because of you."

Perturabo's eyes were red. He had been in this state ever since the damned Angertai and Kahn retreated without considering the overall situation.

The Olympians worked tirelessly, operating the warships under their command almost single-handedly. This consumption of energy was almost too much even for the Primarch, but he had no choice, as he was the only one under Horus who had the ability to do this.

Perturabo was indeed the most devoted Primarch in the rebel camp. Without him, the rebels might not even be able to capture Terra.

Although steel can bear weight, if pressure is applied without restraint, there will come a day when it can no longer withstand it.

It was precisely by relying on this cautious approach that Perturabo limited the overly intense firepower output of the Imperial Army. After all, if the torpedoes and light spears fired missed the target, they would hit the Terra Palace. Who would dare to take this risk?

If the palace was not destroyed by the rebels but was destroyed by Ryan Johnson's own orders, he would want to commit suicide to apologize.

But even so, Perturabo couldn't delay for much longer. The boarding troops led by Ryan Johnson and Conrad Curze were pulling out those damn nails one by one, allowing these swords of Damocles hanging over Terra's head to be evacuated to a safe area.

At this moment, outside the Terra Palace, more and more Chaos Demon Army came to this devastated land relying on the summons of the Dark Apostle Rajak and the Thousand Sons Wizards.

The eyes of the Four Gods are all on this place. They have sent out their most elite Chaos Demon Army, led by the Chaos Demon himself, to conquer the Emperor's throne world.

Angron spread his scarlet blood wings that covered the sky and the sun. He was like some indescribable monster, perched on the top of the pyramid made of prisoners' heads, holding a giant magic sword called Black Blade in his hand.

This magic sword forged by the Dark Mechanicus is eight meters long. During the forging process, the lives of 88,888 loyal subjects of the Emperor were consumed before it was finally completed. A strong and murderous aura gushes out of it, spewing black fire from Purgatory.

The Lord of the World Eaters already knew the news that Kharn had evacuated with two-thirds of his legion. Surprisingly, Angron did not get angry because of this. He just stroked the black blade in his hand and revealed a meaningful smile.

But then, a violent will, through the Butcher's Nail hammered into his skull, tormented his soul, infusing it with greater rage and pain, thereby corrupting the World Eaters who still followed him. The Brass Lord was furious at Khârn's escape. The Blood God valued Khârn almost as much as Angron. He was his chosen champion, destined to harvest heads for him.

But under the shield of Angron, He could not exert more influence on Kahn, and could only vent all His anger on Angron.

The Butcher's Nails pierced his riddled brain countless times, stimulating his already exhausted nerve endings and sending Angron into hell once again.

But he still had a mocking smile on his face, his hideous bone armor and spikes flashed a frightening cold light, and his scarlet and rough skin was suddenly filled with ugly grooves.

Angron whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Good, good run... Run faster, Kahn!"

"You finally...did something right!"

The Blood God unleashed His wrath once again, and Angron's little rationality was once again shattered into pieces, leaving only the insane killing instinct.

He was like a tattered doll, completely without any consciousness under the wrath of the Blood God.

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god! Skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

Violent roars pierced through the clouds of Terra, and scarlet portals opened wide. Under the brass throne, the first demon Skarbrand, as well as eight bloodthirsty demons including Angras the Unbound and Kabanha appeared behind Angron.

Not far from Angron, complex crystals rose from the ground, and bizarre misty light illuminated the world. A changeable demon king with two bird heads descended here.

Behind Carlos the Fateweaver emerged countless hungry and thirsty Screaming Flying Sharks and Tzeentch Discs, and under his feet were Tzeentch Fire Demons and Pink Demons screaming and cheering.

The sullen Great Unclean One Ku'gath and the Rainfather Rotigos followed closely behind with a large number of Nurgle demon armies covered with pustules and tumors.

They called out Mortarion's name again and again, hoping that the Primarch who escaped from the Plague Garden could return to the arms of his loving father.

The Prince of Pleasure's followers arrived late. The Great Keeper of Secrets, Xarathi Felscourge, was wearing a cloak bestowed by Slaanesh himself, and commanded the Six-Ring Army of Desire with incomparable elegance. How could they be absent from such a grand banquet?

The Chaos army rolled in like a black torrent, the power of the Warp distorted space, and the roar of demons echoed in the air like the death knell of hell.

The Siege of Terra has reached its darkest hour.

At this moment, outside the Terra Palace, more than a dozen Chaos Demons have successfully descended into the real universe. They carry the abominable malice of the dark gods behind them, and are determined to completely enslave humans and break their backbones.

In this universe, humans, who are the largest in number and have the richest thoughts and emotions, are undoubtedly the most fertile soil, capable of allowing the subspace to breed more gorgeous and poisonous flowers.

But what the Emperor of Mankind wanted to do was to directly hit the soft spot of the Dark Gods.

He wanted to rely on the power of the Webway to completely isolate the Warp from the corruption of humanity. This was undoubtedly digging out the roots of the Warp. Without the source of human power, the influence of the Dark Gods in this universe would continue to shrink.

For an ordinary human planet, it may only take the arrival of one Chaos Demon, and in a blink of an eye all the humans on the planet will be corrupted by the power of the Warp and become puppets and playthings of the Supreme Heaven.

But this is Terra, the most sacred and noble throne world in the minds of countless humans.

Although the Emperor's will was continuously weakened by Horus and the Warp, he still stood firm.

In the face of such an unprecedented enemy, even the four divine demon armies that had been fighting endlessly temporarily calmed down. The great will behind them warned them that before completely conquering the palace, all demons were not allowed to attack each other.

Then, on the dark battlefield, an extremely rare scene appeared: the Lord of Change flapped his wings and hovered above the bloodthirsty demon, the Great Unclean One spread the plague, and the demon cavalry of the Great Keeper of Secrets rampaged on the battlefield.

Perturabo has already orbited and landed on the surface, so even staying aboard his flagship, the Iron Blood, is not necessarily safe.

The Lord of Iron has keenly perceived the intentions of Ryan Johnson and Conrad Curze, and they must be preparing to join forces to launch a fatal decapitation operation against him.

Although he was arrogant, he would not let his arrogance blind him. Perturabo did not believe that the Lion and Night Haunter had the ability to defeat him under the obstruction of his iron hoop robots, even though the latter was one of the most skilled primarchs in assassination.

"This war is between me and Dorne. No one can interfere."

"Many people think that I am jealous of Donne, which is nothing but the delusion of a vulgar person. Donne is a bastard, but I have never denied his talent."

"There are many things to criticize about Donne, but stupidity is the only thing that cannot be criticized."

Perturabo thought to himself that even he would have to use all his strength to break Dorn's defense.

At this point, with the space battlefield already defeated, Perturabo has also realized that Horus is powerless to turn the tide.

The only thing supporting him now is his obsession with defeating Dorne.

He also disgusted and spit on the abominable monsters that appeared before him. They were so dangerous and powerful, and these chaos demons were the most unstoppable hammer in Perturabo's plan.

"Kroger, you will lead most of the legion to conquer the Lion's Gate. Don't let me down, or you will come to me with your head on your back."

The Lord of Iron gave orders to the simplest and most reckless of his Trident's offspring, and the Trident immediately felt his father's deep trust in him.

"In the name of steel, my lord," Kroger promised.

There was a hint of coldness in Perturabo's eyes. He did not care about his son's answer because this was simply the army he sent out for a feint attack.

Although Lion's Gate is theoretically the easiest position to conquer, he knows this, so wouldn't Dorne know this?
From this, we can infer that Dorn must have set a trap in the Lion's Gate, and he sent Kroger to die in order to disguise his true intentions.

Only through sacrifice could victory be achieved, and Perturabo could pay the price without hesitation.

"Go and inform Angron that he will lead the charge and break through the Lion's Gate. He wanted to smash our father's head with an axe, but now is his chance."

"And Fulgrim, we didn't ask him to come to Terra to continue that blasphemous and disgusting game. We asked him to cooperate with the Chaos Army to launch an attack."

As the commander-in-chief appointed by Horus, Perturabo threw his two ascended demon brothers out without hesitation to use them as bombs, which was their best use.

Under Perturabo's command, the rebels completed the final deployment of their forces, and the most powerful wave of demons was rushing towards the Lion's Gate.

This was the area that Dorne focused its defense on, and was personally guarded by Sanguinius and Leman Russ.

Roshi is also here, and the Broken Legion commanded by Sharokin and Hal is here to protect his safety.

At this moment, the leader of the Iron Men, Adam, is personally charging into battle on the battlefield, commanding tens of thousands of Iron Men to block the enemy.

"What a big battle! Being able to participate in a war of this magnitude is worth it even if I die."

"Humanity should never experience such a cruel war of annihilation again. If we lose this war, no one will be able to resist. If we win, then the power of chaos will not be so rampant in the future."

Roxi stood on the wall of Lion's Gate, with the Wolf King and the Archangel beside him. Many loyalists were on high alert, waiting for the demon tide to reach attack distance before launching a counterattack.

The Astartes Legion led by the two Primarchs themselves, more than five hundred Guards led by the Tribune Diocletian himself, thousands of Sisters of Silence led by the Soulless Queen Gentia Kohler, and the Soulless reinforcements from the five hundred worlds of Ultramar formed an Anti-Warp Alliance.

The heavy armored forces composed of thousands of knight families and three large Titan legions sent by the reorganized Advanced Technology Community, as well as hundreds of millions of Solar Auxiliary Forces and Ultramar Auxiliary Forces, are ready to meet this war.

In addition, tens of thousands of Iron Man Legions led by Iron Man Adam himself will fight side by side with the Eldar reinforcements brought by Prophet Uslan.

The hated Iron Men and Eldar aliens, these two types of beings originally ranked in the top three on the Empire's hatred list, are now fighting to protect the future of mankind. It really makes people sigh at the wonderful fate.

In the face of the raging demonic tide, all the ruins and resistance strongholds outside the Lion's Gate were wiped out without a doubt.

But those Solar Auxilia and the Mechanicus's Skitarii who insisted on defending all fought to the end and offered their final loyalty to the Emperor.

The Iron Legion released millions of unmanned reconnaissance aircraft to hover in the sky above the palace.

These machines, equipped with various precision scanning systems, follow their own programs to count and record the demonic troops that appear on the battlefield with an efficiency far beyond the limits of humans.

In war, intelligence comes first. Only by figuring out exactly what kind of enemies have appeared can we take effective targeted measures.

And after passing the precious data to the main control computer at the rear, these unmanned machines carrying trace amounts of antimatter will automatically search for high-value hostile targets in the database and directly crash into them and self-destruct.

Therefore, above the sky, countless subspace demons that were blocked outside the energy shield immediately tasted the power of the suicide attack.

Even giant flying units such as the Hell Dragon cannot withstand the continuous antimatter explosions.

"The one rushing in the front is the traitor Angron. Beside him are the bloodthirsty demons Skarbrand, Kabanha and Angras under the Blood God's throne."

"The Blood God's Great Demon is leading the charge, while the other Chaos Great Demons are waiting for the opportunity."

As for the other bloodthirsty demons whose names could not be told, they were also given data numbers, waiting for more specific data entry.

The apostles of the Blood God cheered and roared for this unprecedented and massive war, and Angron even grabbed the honor of being the first to attack the Lion's Gate.

"Leave them to me, I'll take care of them."

"I will not die before the prophesied moment arrives."

Beside Roxi, Archangel Sanguinius simply left a few words and then disappeared in the violent sonic boom cloud.

He was like an arrow piercing the clouds, rising into the sky at an incredible speed and completing his own acceleration.

"Is Sanguinius planning to defeat the enemy with a small force?"

“Is this too risky?”

Luo Xi couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, but he still believed in this most sacred Primarch.

No further reasons were needed, for he was Sanguinius, and that was enough.

　Now I understand the function of illustrations.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)