Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 310 Kill, Canned Goods Enter the City
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Sweet sensed that something was amiss.

But there was no time to think about what was wrong. After all, these guys had come here to cause trouble, so the most important thing was to repel them and defend this place. Everything else became less important.

The clown's attack attracted a lot of firepower.

This suddenly increased the pressure on their guards.

As the pressure on the guards increased, those clowns brought with them even more chaotic demons.

These Slaanesh demons moved through the battlefield as if it were empty, and were virtually impossible to stop.

"When did these Death Army clowns enter the Comoros?"

"My lord, it's not just those clowns from the Death Army; the defenses of West Block 30 have been breached, and we need the help of those wizarding orders!"

"Have you told Lord Wald yet?"

"Informing Lord Vald."

As the Eldar warriors struggled on the battlefield, the Slaanesh demons, through the casting of Slaanesh sorcery and the inscription of blasphemous psionic runes, altered the terrain before them. The Slaanesh's gaze seemed to pierce through the warp, penetrating their bodies and revealing the souls hidden within them.

The souls touched by Slaanesh's gaze all seemed to be extracted, quickly becoming withered and powerless. Some even forgot how to resist.

The Eldar warriors whose souls had been extracted let out sharp roars, their faces turning ashen as if drained of color by some force, and their hands and feet even began to wither.

The Eldar warriors who lost their souls did not die; their souls have been taken by Slaanesh.

All that remains is a withered shell. Although they can still move by instinct, they will soon die completely from the loss of life.

"These guys!"

"Damn it!"

"Lord Sweet, something even worse has happened. A large number of human canned soldiers have appeared on our territory."

"can!?"

The "canned soldiers" of humanity naturally refer to those modified Space Marines.

Although those Space Marines were far less powerful than these elite Dark Eldar nobles, and some Dark Eldar clones could easily kill these Space Marines, if there were enough of them, they would still cause them considerable trouble.

Normally, they would simply plunder a group of humans from the Empire's transport ships or certain cities, using them as living fuel for their painful engines or as painful medicine to repair their souls.

When they encounter large groups of Space Marines, they try their best to avoid getting involved with these guys, because these Space Marines are extremely vengeful. Capturing one or two is fine, but if they capture half of them, then that chapter will fight them to the death and may even destroy their other outposts in the galaxy.

So, upon hearing that a lot of canned goods had been brought into the city...

He didn't think many canned goods would enter the city, but with canned goods entering the city and Slaanesh demons being attracted in large numbers, even Wald felt a strong sense of being targeted, given the already precarious situation.

These guys.

That's really asking for trouble!

We must conquer it!
Only by conquering all those forces and bringing them under my control can everything be restored to normal.

Upon hearing the news, Wald felt a slight sense of unease, but as the most powerful nobleman who had emerged from countless intrigues, he naturally had his own way of handling problems.

The current thorny issue is the problem of internal and external cooperation.

The Slaanesh and canned goods brought by the Death Army will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of other forces.

"Bring me back those people's heads!"

Wald issued a cruel order.

And outside.

The interstellar canned goods from the Gamma world have indeed arrived.

However, they did not go to the streets where people lived. The ordinary Dark Eldar saw squads of the Black Heart Conspiracy and wizarding groups emerging from Vald's camp.

The number and scale of the loyal followers that Wald had cultivated surpassed any other force in Comoros.

In the arena, there are masters who have won hundreds of times and champions with thousands of victories. People who see these masters are shocked because they have long since disappeared. Some say that these victors have joined some conspiracy group, while others say that these victors died in a war.

"It's the undefeated general, Mondrenley!"

"I heard that after winning a hundred games, he disappeared, and everyone thought he was dead."

"Not everyone can achieve a thousand hunting autumn killing days, let alone a hundred consecutive wins, which is already very impressive."

"And then there's Flager, with his thousand victories, he could easily become the new consul independently, even ruling over several streets in Comoros and becoming the king of those streets. Yet, he's just working under the supreme overlord, Wald. What did Wald give them to earn their loyalty? And where are these people going?" Wald's men, hearing the surrounding discussions, would have cleared away the onlookers if they hadn't been too busy.

By releasing them, Wald was also demonstrating his power to those forces that were trying to take advantage of the situation. If anyone was still willing to cause him trouble, Wald would not hesitate to wipe them all out.

Outside of Wald's influence.

Indeed, a large number of Space Marine expeditionary forces appeared in the Comoros region.

On a street.

The gamma soldiers who descended from the sky saw that the physical communication tools of the real universe, which had been affected by the Comoros, were now rendered useless by the most powerful radar. They could only rely on the microcomputers built into their helmets and the data processing center of the gamma world to perform calculations.

"We've deviated a bit from the angle. The world of Comoros is truly fraught with danger. We've only just landed, and we've been unexpectedly teleported to an unknown area. We're still quite a distance from where we're headed. There are quite a few enemies here!"

In Comoros's intricate cities, even the most familiar people can get lost.

In the Comoros, even the seemingly weakest creatures can pose a great threat if they appear before them.

On the way to the temple.

A large expeditionary force arrived.

The whole of Comoros was thrown into chaos.

The arrival of the expeditionary force brought the dark Eldar guards of the Comoros into direct combat with them. Moreover, due to the expeditionary force's large-scale invasion, the Comorian wizards, warriors, or certain gangs who needed to protect their dignity were bound to completely break ties with the expeditionary force and engage in a life-or-death duel.

Thus, the battlefield appeared along the entire city's roads. In the gravity-affected city of Comoros, traces of the battle between the two sides could be seen on the ground, overhead, and even to the sides in all directions.

Those nobles who valued their lives, and the Dark Elf race who feared death, began to flee.

Meanwhile, the Dark Spirits, who wanted to gain even greater benefits, took advantage of the chaos to make a fortune.

After all, the more people die, the more it benefits them.

It's not just the deaths of the Dark Eldar in Comoros that make them incredibly wealthy, because they can use those corpses to resurrect or perform alchemy to create flesh monsters.

They can also capture wounded expeditionary forces as living fuel for their own engines of suffering, so other factions are happy to see large casualties.

However, this was unacceptable to Wald's conspiracy.

These cans are incredibly destructive.

As soon as these canned goods rushed in, they launched the fiercest attack on them, using the most terrifying weapons to blast a straight path through the battlefield.

The Dark Eldar use poison crystal objects that can fire three hundred poison crystal bullets per second.

However, their weapons couldn't penetrate their defenses at all and couldn't cause them any harm.

Even with Clive's broadsword, it was impossible to destroy the 'Space Marine's' exoskeleton armor in front of him as easily as cutting through the Astartes' terracotta armor.

So, faced with these Space Marines who could not be killed by them in one blow, they were even stunned for a moment, seemingly incredulous at the opponent's outer armor.

This momentary shock was enough for Astartes to swing his force field sword and slash at the opponent's body.

A Space Marine wielding a nearly two-meter-long sword swiftly cleaved the body of a Dark Elf, cutting the Dark Elf clone in half at the waist. The Dark Elf with the real child attempted to retaliate upon witnessing this.

Suddenly, time seemed to slow down around us.

It appears as if some kind of dimensional time bomb exploded in the center of the battlefield.

Their speed was restricted. Even if the time was reduced by 50%, rather than 10%, it would be enough to bring both sides to the same level.

Once the speeds are equalized...

Therefore, the power possessed by the Space Marines is absolutely something that these Dark Elves cannot contend with.

An expeditionary soldier crushed the Dark Elf's head encased in armor with a single stomp. His foot, larger than a Dark Elf's crocodile, landed instantly, like a mountain falling before the Dark Elf, whose brain then exploded like a bursting watermelon.

The owner of that foot did not stop walking and continued forward.

And there are many more Space Marines like this.

boom!
The dimensional bomb exploded!

The power that erupted in an instant was like a black hole, entangling the surrounding expeditionary force.

The time-space bombs dropped by the expeditionary force also restricted the dark elves.

(End of this chapter)