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

Chapter 729: The Destruction of the City of Angels (asking for monthly tickets)
When the hatch of the first space transport ship opened in the Los Angeles harbor, no one could have anticipated the nightmare those twisted shadows would bring.

Monsters come from space.

They turned the entire city into a three-dimensional slaughterhouse.

The alloy skeleton of the space elevator twisted into hideous metal wreckage in the flames. The once bustling streets were now paved with broken neon tubes and severed human limbs.

Blood, blackened blood, was everywhere. Mosquitoes and flies were flying around the city excitedly, spreading dangerous diseases and viruses.

Under the interference of Janus, the director of the think tank, the subspace corresponding to this city was in turmoil, and countless ether currents surged wildly, then cut off the opponent's extremely difficult remote mind control.

The biological weapons lost control, and their suppressed brutal nature immediately took over.

Mister Sinister created them using his unparalleled biochemical genetics, but his creations were never perfect.

In fact, these biochemical weapons have too many complex genes integrated into their bodies.

If they delay any longer, their genes will collapse and their bodies will dissolve into a pile of rotten flesh and blood.

It can be said that every shadow hunter is a time bomb.

Their self-consciousness constantly creates destruction and killing in order to weaken the pain of impending collapse and death.

Sharokin's twin swords drew arcs of dark blue light in the dark alley; the humming of the power backpack, the creaking of the servo system, and the roar of the monster composed a strange chord.

On the tactical helmet display, the red dots representing hostility are growing exponentially.

Although the psychic barrier of Janus, the director of the think tank, blocked the mind control, it also drove tens of thousands of bloodthirsty beasts that broke free from their shackles completely crazy.

After killing humans, those monsters won't help turn off the gas or pay attention to the working electrical appliances.

Hundreds of fires enveloped the city in flames and thick smoke, and the collapse of the power grid system plunged the city into desperate darkness.

From time to time, a few miserable howls can be heard from the darkness. That is the price paid by the fools who hide in the corners of the city with a fluke mentality.

Through Sharokin's scarlet goggles, only a few scattered lights could be seen appearing among the ruins of the city.

The Thunder Eagle gunships and Overlord assault gunships kept circling in the sky, and their huge engines emitted sharp roars.

They searched the city with huge, high-intensity searchlights, almost illuminating the area where the Space Marines were.

The super-large caliber twin-mounted heavy bolters and turbolaser cannons aimed and fired from time to time, blowing some shadow hunters who had exposed their positions into pieces.

Biological weapons are not very powerful in front of metal bullets. In fact, flesh and blood bodies are often at a disadvantage when facing a torrent of heavy metal.

The biggest feature of these armed gunboats born in the Warhammer universe compared to their counterparts in this universe is that they completely disregard aerodynamics and their firepower is severely saturated and overflowing.

The main feature of these flying vehicles is their great power and flying ability. Even the green-skinned orc fighter planes that I put together entirely by my imagination are more aerodynamic than them.

The ground was covered with dried human blood and some broken human tissue, and rocks that had collapsed in the chaos and war were scattered everywhere.

Sharokin walked in the darkness, his power boots not seeming to be on the ground at all, but rather seemed to be stepping on an invisible invisible dimension.

His goggles were using multiple observation methods to scan the ruined city in front of him.

Optical lenses, heat rays, biomagnetic fields, psychic signals, and multiple integrated observation auspicious devices give these Primaris Space Marines superb reconnaissance capabilities.

Of course, the most effective thing for the Crow of Death is his terrifying combat instinct.

Those crazy shadow hunters emerged from the darkness, their bodies passing through the steel and concrete obstacles with extremely smooth movements.

They brandish the molecular vibration claws on their limbs. These extremely dangerous biological structures can directly destroy the molecular structure of the target object.

Even steel is as fragile as tofu in front of them.

The blue-purple scales on the surface of these biological weapons can refract light and absorb thermal energy signals, making them difficult to see with thermal vision.

Sharokin switched the auspicious instrument to the psychic channel and only then did he see the shadows of these hideous creatures.

These guys are really fast.

Sharokin slightly turned sideways and cleverly dodged the Shadow Hunter's attack.

They know that the fatal weakness of humans is the head, so the preferred target of attack is the head, followed by the heart and spine.

Sharokin's reaction speed has reached the nanosecond level. If it were replaced by mortal warriors, they would only face a one-sided massacre.

The huge difference in thinking speed means that mortals will be unable to fight back.

The Shadow Hunter realized that his move had missed, and Sharokin's power sword had already attacked from behind.

The specially crafted power sword did not produce any dazzling arcs of energy, but instead passed through the darkness like a pitch-black shadow.

It smiled grimly, then its body turned into a ball of black mist, avoiding the attack of the power sword.

Afterwards, the Shadow Hunter once again used his teleportation ability, shifted his spatial coordinates, and came behind Sharokin again.

The molecular shock claws gathered power and blasted out, about to tear Sharokin's helmet apart and pull out his heart.

The Shadow Hunter's desire to kill was almost boiling, and it felt happy and proud of hunting down a powerful prey.

However, Sharokin did not react in surprise at all, and his other power sword appeared exactly where the Shadow Hunter fell.

Under the other party's incredulous gaze, he pierced and severed its spine.

The Shadow Hunter teleported again, but now it could only move the upper part of its body connected to its brain.

It roared in anger and unwillingness. The wounds cut by the decomposition force field quickly healed and formed scars, and even the flesh and blood continued to grow and spread.

The Abnormal people have a strong self-healing ability. As long as the head is still there, even if the body is cut into pieces, it can still grow back.

Aside from their heads, they have no weaknesses in the conventional sense.

The Shadow Hunter twisted and turned frantically, stimulating the X gene in its body at all costs to squeeze out more power.

It waved its sharp claws wildly, and even the long tail behind it that could secrete venom attacked.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

However, no matter how hard it tried to get closer to the Crow of Mourning, it always seemed to be just a little bit away.

Sharokin didn't even use his Primaris Infinity Engine, but simply relied on his Shadow Step skills to perform perfect dodges.

The Shadow Master tells these enemies who is the master in the shadows.

The shadow hunter growled softly a few times. Although it was crazy and bloodthirsty, it was not stupid.

After failing to reach the humans wearing metal armor, it simply called on its other companions to gain the advantage in numbers and attack together.

The seven shadow hunters rushed forward and attacked the various parts of the Crow's body from all directions with great coordination.

But Sharokin was not moved at all.

He silently tested and recorded the limits of these biological weapons, including nerve reaction speed, attack thinking patterns, teamwork, etc.

To him, it makes no difference no matter how many shadow hunters come.

These biological weapons seemed extremely crude and ridiculous in front of the genetically modified warriors like the Astartes created by the Emperor.

The searchlight beam of the Thunderhawk gunship suddenly pierced through the thick smoke, pinning seven shadow hunters who were about to launch a sneak attack in the beam of light.

The Sharo gold shoulder armor flipped up to reveal the muzzle of the hot melt gun, and the ultra-high temperature ion jet melted the monster and the concrete base into a glass-like substance.

The air was filled with the stench of protein burnt by ultra-high temperatures, as well as the strange smell of melted metal and rock.

However, more blue and purple figures are emerging from the burning office buildings.

They rushed over the melting corpses of their own kind, their sharp claws plowing sparks into furrows on the concrete road.

Sharokin uploaded the results of his tests to the main control computer.

Then, this artificial intelligence with huge computing power summarized the advantages and disadvantages of this type of biological weapon.

One nanosecond later, the main control intelligent computer had already given a complete targeted measure.

These summarized experiences were quickly transmitted to the servo system of every Primaris Space Marine.

Those iron sentinels that had descended from the sky and were standing still also took action.

In a flash, Sharokin's power sword flashed a dazzling cold light again.

The shadow hunter who was able to fight with him back and forth was cut into pieces in an instant.

Each piece of body was so uniform in size, as if it were canned food processed on an industrial assembly line.

If it weren't for testing the limits of these biological weapons, he wouldn't have needed to waste so much time.

For Sharokin, this level of fighting was no different from resting on the battlefield.

More and more shadow hunters rushed out from every corner of the city. Their number soon exceeded five digits, surging out like a dark tide.

"With such a large number, my God, if the biological weapons here spread out, I'm afraid all of North America will be reduced to rubble."

"We have to stop them or kill it all here."

In a Thunderhawk gunship, Storm and other X-Men are using their mutant abilities to provide remote support.

She held onto the metal support of the Thunderhawk gunship's hatch with one hand, using her arm as leverage, and then jumped out of the hatch.

When her mutant ability was activated, invisible airflow quickly lifted her body, and violent gusts of wind began to rise.

"You blasphemies!"

"Feel the power of the Scourge!"

Storm shouted in a rather childish tone. At this point in time, she was still just a young person who had just passed puberty.

Charles found this mutant with extraordinary potential in Cairo and brought her back to the X Academy for good training.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, even blocking the moonlight, and countless thunder and lightning flashed in the dark clouds.

A storm then came, and with the help of the low temperature environment created by Janus in the city, Storm Queen Ororo's storm turned into an ice storm.

The shadow hunters, whose muscle fibers were exposed and only had a few blue-purple scales attached, suddenly began to lose heat rapidly.

The low temperature and severe cold slowed down the body's reaction speed and even attached to the surface of these highly concealed biochemical weapons, providing the Space Marines with conspicuous target signals.

The ground began to freeze, causing some shadow hunters to make mistakes.

Sharokin and his other battle brothers wielded power swords, two mechanical arms extended from behind his shoulder armor, and Gauss rays and melta cannons fired continuously.

Gauss weapons are natural nemesis for these monsters with strong regenerative abilities.

Those dark green Gaussian energies can decompose matter into atomic state, no matter how strong your defense is or how tenacious your physical vitality is.

In fact, the stronger the body, the more terrible the pain it endures.

The flesh of those biological weapons was constantly healing itself, but was also constantly being decomposed and annihilated, and their nerves were almost torn to the limit.

In this icy blizzard, Sharokin's Gauss rifle continuously fired deadly rays, and the hot metal of the hot melt muzzle quickly cooled down with the help of the cold wind.

And those sentinel iron men even recovered the bodies of the dead shadow hunters directly on the battlefield.

They even began to analyze each other's genetic codes on the spot, and in just one hour, they extracted and analyzed the Phantom Cat's ability to become virtual.

As long as they have the corresponding data, the Sentinel Iron Man who is always connected to the Internet is able to change his mutant abilities in real time.

"Initiate B-7 protocol."

Before Sharokin finished speaking, mercury ripples appeared on the surface of these three-meter-tall killing machines, and their perfectly replicated virtualization ability allowed them to pass through the buildings like ghosts.

The scales on the surfaces of the tall Sentinel Iron Men were wriggling, and after copying Mystique's mutant abilities, they also possessed the power of virtuality and time travel.

When the first Iron Man clamped the Shadow Hunter's neck, the body made of secondary living metal immediately burst out with irresistible power - the crisp sound of cervical vertebrae breaking exploded one after another across the battlefield.

From now on, the ability to become invisible, which the Shadow Hunters are most proud of, is no longer their privilege.

They will, and so will we.

The Sentinels walked with heavy steps and, like the Shadow Hunters, sneaked into the reinforced concrete building.

Whether biological weapons in the virtual state can be hunted by sentinel iron men in the same virtual state has always been a question that Luo Xi is curious about.

But now, he could know the answer.

After entering the virtual state, although the Sentinel Iron Man can no longer use other mutant abilities, even relying solely on their powerful physical strength is enough to kill the Shadow Hunter.

The Sentinel Iron Man used his limbs to lock down these biological weapons hidden in the building without any hesitation, and he would not let go no matter how the other party scratched and bit them.

Trying to defeat these weapons of war with sharp teeth and claws is as ridiculous as trying to cut off the flow of water with a knife.

The Shadow Hunter was driven by the Sentinel Iron Man and transformed from the virtual state to his original form.

Due to the cunning and brutal nature of the Deviants, the Shadow Hunters realized that they were no match for these enemies.

They immediately fled in all directions, using the Night Walker's teleportation ability to teleport out of the encirclement continuously.

Nightcrawler is the offspring of the Red Devil Azazel and Mystique Raven. He inherited his father's ability to jump through space and his mother's appearance.

At this point in time, Nightcrawler hadn't even been created, and with Roxie's interference, Riven likely wouldn't have had a one-night stand with Azazel. Shadow Hunter, infused with Nightcrawler's X gene, could only teleport to locations within their sight, far inferior to the Red Devil.

Their instincts are guiding them into hiding; compared to these difficult humans, defenseless mortals are more suitable for hunting.

However, before they could escape far, Sharokin took out a gravitational singularity generator from the storage space of the power armor.

The moment the generator core was activated, the space-time of the entire street began to show extremely complex topological changes under the influence of huge gravity.

There is a close relationship between space and gravity. Under the influence of gravity created by massive celestial bodies, even space will be distorted and bent.

For these biological weapons that are jumping through space, nothing is more terrifying than the space they are moving in suddenly twisting and folding.

Gravity pried the space apart, and the space curled up together like a crumpled piece of paper.

Sharokin felt as if his internal organs were being tightly pinched by an invisible giant hand. Then his power armor activated the shielding force field, eliminating the damage caused by the super strong gravity.

The fine dust particles around him quickly gathered together and formed a shell of dust around Sharokin.

Several "crackling" sounds of flesh and blood exploding were heard in the air, and countless twisted shadow hunters fell to the ground in all directions.

Their vitality is extremely tenacious. Even when they are folded and dismembered by space, they still maintain strong activity and slowly wriggle to try to piece themselves back together.

They were not cut into pieces by blades, but torn apart by the sharpest weapon in the world - space distortion.

"Burn it clean." As Sharokin gave the order, the breastplates of thirty iron men suddenly opened, and countless inhuman screams rang out in the burning heat wave.

It's like a gardener holding a promethium flamethrower, diligently burning his own land and burning all those damn pests to ashes.

Under the joint siege of the Primaris Space Marines and the Iron Men, the number of biological weapons in the entire Los Angeles is decreasing at an astonishing rate.

However, although their bodies are destroyed, their souls remain.

According to Janus's observation, the shattered souls of the dead biochemical weapons, after rising into the subspace, were actually reshaped together again under a strange attraction.

It was a crazy, deformed, and twisted chaotic consciousness, emitting a powerful malice that made people feel uneasy and disgusted.

"Subspace contamination confirmed." Janus' voice was trembling with psychic energy.

Sharokin activated the full-band scan of the auspex, and the tactical helmet suddenly sounded an alarm.

The pool of blood on the ground was gathering in reverse, and countless limbs were attracted like magnets to form a giant flesh and blood statue as big as a high-rise building.

Inside the chest cavity of the monster formed by the aggregation of shadow hunters, the dark green soul fire flickered through the gaps between the ribs.

"Their mass is increasing rapidly, entering a state of crazy, disorderly proliferation."

"At this rate, they're heading towards the kiloton range."

The observation instruments on the Sharokin power armor are recording data in detail. It is obvious that they have discovered the next form of these monsters.

The cold, bright moonlight splashed across the bloody corpses of Los Angeles.

The biochemical remains scattered across the streets were still twitching, their broken tentacles wriggling like maggots in the cracks of the asphalt.

“Chuck… chuck…”

The teeth-grinding sound of bone growth ripped through the air. The surface of the ten-story-high mountain of flesh was swirling with cancerous polyps, and each tentacle was end in a festering eyeball.

A sharp howl sounded from the other party's body, like the horrible noise emitted by some biological grinder crushing the soul.

The Sentinel Iron Man released his destructive power in an instant without any hesitation.

The gunboats in the air unleashed fierce firepower without reservation. Just one shot from those turbolaser cannons could melt and vaporize an entire human building.

When the turbolaser beam melted through its translucent skin, pus-yellow fat gushed out along with broken bones, carving out smoking gullies on the street.

"The target is becoming blurred! Switch to fragmentation bombs!" the driver of the Thunder Eagle gunboat roared.

On its body surface, those densely packed eyeballs gathered psychic energy and released psychic shock waves towards all living beings that could sense it.

In an instant, thousands of eyes released beams of destructive energy.

The concrete swept by the thermal vision instantly vaporized, and the skyscraper with its load-bearing columns destroyed began to shake and collapse, and then it crashed down with the force of pushing down a golden mountain and overturning a jade pillar.

Several Primaris Space Marines who did not have time to jump to avoid the disaster were smashed into the ground by tens of thousands of tons of concrete and temporarily lost their signal.

Sharokin and the team's Astartes activated the Infinity Engine and used the ability of space jump to leave the collapsed site.

Although their power armor is theoretically capable of withstanding this level of damage, no one would be so foolish as to stay where they are and withstand the explosion.

When Sharokin emerged from the shadows, the display screen of his tactical helmet was frantically refreshing the pollution index.

The free nitrogen molecules in the air rushed into the monster's newly formed pores like a swarm of flies smelling rotten meat.

"This beast actually uses the atmosphere as nourishment." He licked his cracked lips and tasted the metallic smell of ionized air.

"It's not that the other party is able to completely ignore the law of conservation of mass and energy. The reason it can expand and deform infinitely is because it absorbs large amounts of nitrogen and carbon from the air."

"The nitrogen, carbon, and other elements it devoured combined directly within its body, forming its deformed form."

Every Space Marine is not a lone ranger fighting alone, they have a powerful tactical support system behind them.

Stoneman scientists provide tactical support, while mechanical priests provide technical support.

If the situation was really urgent, they could even call Roche directly, but no Astartes was willing to do so.

They need Luo Xi's help for everything, which shows their incompetence.

For their own glory and pride, these Space Marines are more willing to accept death.

More than 78% of the Earth's atmosphere is nitrogen, and the out-of-control biochemical monster obviously has the ability to directly utilize atmospheric elements.

"Retreat for now, our mission has been accomplished."

"When they merged from scattered shadow hunters into such a bloated monster, the end was inevitable."

Sharokin's order was given, and the Space Marines began to evacuate to the outskirts of the city in an orderly manner.

They have obtained the genetic samples of these biological weapons and are urgently developing viral weapons specifically for this type of enemy.

If you want to eliminate a group of enemies in a targeted manner, the genetic virus bomb is definitely the most efficient and clean weapon.

Mars quickly completed the production of the virus bomb and transferred it to an orbital platform above the Earth through a transmission system.

"The virus bomb is in place."

"Put it in!"

Then an obelisk filled with virus bombs descended rapidly from the orbital platform.

It headed straight for the city of Los Angeles, the out-of-control biochemical mountain of flesh that was proliferating and expanding wildly.

The out-of-control genetic weapon of the God's Blade Legion is running rampant, constantly absorbing substances in the atmosphere to strengthen itself.

Suddenly, it seemed to sense the danger coming.

When the virus obelisk penetrated the clouds, the entire mountain of flesh seemed to have sensed something and suddenly let out a mournful cry like a baby crying.

The surface of this mountain of flesh began to fade, but now it had already become genetically disordered and began to gradually collapse.

The obelisk, the container of the virus bomb, smashed directly through its body and accurately penetrated its newly formed reproductive cavity. The dark green mucus flowed upstream along the fallopian duct.

The body that was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of the Overlord Assault Gunship was torn open with a huge wound that was horrifying.

A violent roar echoed in the ruins of the city. The owner of the voice was full of resentment and rage, as well as fear and wailing brought about by the beginning collapse of his own genes.

The virus bomb began to be released inside the body of the meat mountain, the obelisk's safety device was released, and suddenly some dark green ominous liquid began to spread.

Through the observation mirror, Sharokin saw that the embryos with human faces dissolved in the liquid and turned into a pot of boiling eyeball soup.

Those terrible targeted viruses began to spread. They entered the internal circulatory system of this mountain of flesh, corroding and decomposing all the flesh, bones, and internal organs they came into contact with.

Even the complex genetic chain composed of a mixture of deviants, mutants, and eternals began to collapse under the erosion of viral weapons.

"no, do not want……"

The Roshan's wail suddenly took on a human tone.

Thousands of distorted faces emerged on its surface, including devoured mutants, civilians, and even faces of various animals.

The virus was taking effect—dense black mycelium emerged from the eye sockets of the human face, and the entire mountain of flesh began to peel off layer by layer like a candle.

This unfortunate life is dying quickly. Its birth was a mistake, the product of an ambitious person who desecrated life for his own desires.

The virus bomb started spreading from the city to the surrounding area, starting with the Meat Mountain monster.

Groundwater, atmospheric flow, and even some rodents can carry this targeted virus.

Most of the time, and for most species, it is safe and harmless.

Only when facing the biological weapon of the Blade of God will this viral weapon erupt again, turning it into a pool of pus.

The other shadow hunters still hiding in various corners of the city will be immediately corroded by the virus weapons as soon as they exit the virtual state.

Given enough time, the Earth's dense atmospheric circulation will clear away all the biological weapons on the planet.

Janus, who was flying above the city and witnessed the victory of mankind, smiled calmly.

"You failed. We naturally have ways to deal with these shady little tricks."

"It's not a waste to use a virus bomb, an extermination-level weapon, on you."

After Janus's voice fell, Cassandra fell silent.

And Cassandra's real body in the Neutron Battle Star had an even more gloomy expression.

The taste of failure? She hadn't tasted it in a long time.

She really wanted to crush Charles' skull in her hand, but after thinking about it, she felt reluctant.

"It's just a failure. There's no need to be complacent."

"I hope you can still laugh when your fleet is destroyed by my will."

Cassandra severed her spiritual connection with Janus. Her anger needed to be vented, and Mr. Sinister was undoubtedly the best target.

……

Turn your attention back to Los Angeles.

Sharokin once again set foot on this scorching land with his fighting brothers.

The ground was covered with melted crystals and broken shrapnel twisted and deformed, looking like purgatory.

They took the Sentinel Iron Man to clean up the battlefield to see if there were any humans left.

Storm and the other X-Men parachuted to the ground. They looked at the scorched earth in horror and anxiously searched for Scott.

"Scott!"

Ororo shouted loudly, and the Sentinels moved even faster. They locked onto Scott's X-gene signal and dug the unconscious mutant out of the underground ruins.

A miracle seemed to happen. Apart from some minor skin injuries, Scott had no other serious injuries.

Ororo anxiously rushed over to Scott, examining him and the other captured X-Men.

Although she didn't know why the shadow hunters didn't kill them, as long as they were alive, everything else could be ignored.

Sharokin stood beside the two of them and silently handed them a repair potion.

This medicine contains a large amount of nutrients and medical nanorobots. It can be said that as long as the person is not completely dead, he or she can still be alive.

"Many thanks."

The other X-Men also came forward, brought back the unconscious members, and then returned to the Thunderhawk gunship.

Sharokin looked meaningfully at Scott and the other captured X-Men.

Could the enemy be so kind? After capturing Scott and the other X-Men, they would protect their safety, and then be found by them after the war?

Even a child would not believe such a coincidence.

The captured X-Men had been tampered with.

But he didn't expose it directly, he just observed quietly.

After confirming that there were no survivors in the city, the Astartes and the Iron Men returned to the gunship.

War is always cruel, and this city of angels became the first victim.

Behind him, the last of Los Angeles' skyscrapers collapsed.

The morning light just breaking began to illuminate the ruins, and the air was filled with the stench of barbecued meat and molten metal mixture, which was very much like the smell of purgatory on earth.

(End of this chapter)