Warhammer 40 Spring: Loyalty of the Multiverse

Chapter 182 Six Strikes in One Second

“The technology from the previous world hasn’t been fully digested and applied yet. Even if we can travel through many more worlds, what’s the use if we can’t form an effective fighting force in a short time?” Barthol was very pleased with Tie Hui and his cousins’ concern for his warband.

"Alright then! Get ready. I won't give you the nanocores yet. This technology needs to be made known to Guilliman and an agreement needs to be signed. And the Emperor needs to be notified in advance! I don't intend to expose this technology on the battlefield against Chaos!" Iron Hui leaned back in his chair, his right hand holding a special pen between two fingers, which spun rapidly in the air, leaving afterimages and whistling sounds.

Tie Hui had his reasons for saying that; Chaos is an all-pervasive entity. If something like a nanocore, which needs to be implanted into the body, is exposed to Chaos, it could very well be replicated by Chaos in a short period of time.

Furthermore, if combined with the energy-generating capabilities of Chaos, then all Chaos Astartes would be equipped with nanocores, and that would be the end of the world.

Barthol had no intention of taking the nanocores with him to aid their mission. After all, they had just returned and didn't yet have a fully established preventative plan against the nanocores' technology.

"Take as many weapons and ammunition as you need!" Although they couldn't provide assistance to the brothers in the Death Ghost Legion with many core technologies, they could still continuously supply weapons and ammunition blessed by the Emperor.

After all, the world's fully automated AI has been expanding and producing almost every moment for the past century. Leaving aside ordinary bombs, let's just talk about weapons like bomb guns and plasma pistols.

They can basically be deployed as standard weapons to five battle groups, and that would still be more than enough.

All that's needed is to wait for the Mechanicus members to chant hymns of praise, and then apply a mark. This should theoretically take a long time, but because it was watched over by the Emperor, the time was greatly shortened.

Moreover, this thing might have unexpected results for those in chaos.

Given its importance, Tie Hui, upon returning, immediately directed his personnel to seal and store the weapons and ammunition without even removing his armor or disembarking from the spaceship.

These are all great things!

"This is great!" Having spent so much time with unreliable people like Tie Hui, Bashar and the others gradually stopped adhering to the old Astartes ideology.

Although I still occasionally engage in rigorous meditation, it is clearly no longer the dull and oppressive feeling I once had.

……

Tie Hui felt a little uneasy at this moment, and he could clearly sense that the source of this unease was the five-pointed star symbol on the chest of his power armor.

This left him completely bewildered, and he even thought that the thing had developed a soul. So he sought out the Cult of Mechanics, who performed a series of calming prayers over the entire power armor, as well as necessary inspections and repairs.

But the final conclusion was... everything was normal!
Well, he couldn't really say anything either! And he wasn't quite sure how to solve this problem.

At this moment, he strolled leisurely to the front of the prison cell of those steel warriors.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking extremely arrogant and irritating, like a pimp chuckling as he circled the cell.

This action also gave Klepatch and several other Iron Warriors a chill for some reason.

Finally, Tie Hui stopped in front of Klepatch's cell door.

"Men! Bring him out." Tie Hui waved his hand with a grin and gave the order. Several servants then stepped forward and opened the cell door.

As the chains swayed, Klepatch was lowered to the ground, but his hands and feet remained tightly bound.

"What...what do you want to do?" Klepatch asked, somewhat surprised and uncertain.

However, Tie Hui did not answer his question. Instead, he stroked his chin and looked at Klepatch's body with great interest, then circled around his body.

For some reason, when that gaze circled behind him, Klepach suddenly felt his buttocks tighten violently. This movement also tensed his body muscles, causing the chains binding his limbs to shake.

pop-

He clapped his hands, and Tie Hui's familiar voice rang out behind him, "Come on! Put it on him."

“Yes, sir!” Several mechanical cultists dressed in red robes came forward, carrying colorful power armor parts.

Klepatch stared intently at the Gear Boys, holding various power armor parts in his hands, and for a moment felt only despair.

Such a vibrant color, even the sons of emperors have never worn!

And most importantly, for some reason, he seems very unserious!
"What...what do you want to do?" Klepatch finally panicked, hurriedly shaking his body and twisting his head in all directions, trying to see Tie Hui behind him.

Seeing this, several steel warriors in other cells rushed over, slamming their fists against the hard cell walls and roaring, "Bastards, cowards! Come at us!"

Snapped--

Tie Hui snapped his fingers with a wicked grin. "Shut those guys up. It'll be their turn soon!"

"Yes, sir!" Several armed servants, re-equipped with nanotech cores, entered the cells. The moment they stepped inside, the Iron Warriors, now stripped of their power armor, tried to rush forward.

For this mission, Iron Glory had already removed the chains from the other Iron Warriors, except for Kleparch. Only the explosive collars around their necks remained.

The armed mech saw the group of steel warriors charging towards it. With a flick of its sharp claws, a long staff formed from nanomaterials slowly materialized in its hand.

These long sticks are entirely black, with a ring of small, round protrusions around their heads.

It was originally created to suppress the riots of the local indigenous people!
Now equipped on these weaponry units, and after some upgrades, they can easily deal with Astartes without armor.

The Vanguard Armed Servant instantly swung its suppression baton, slamming it hard on the heads of the charging Iron Warriors.

Although one of them dodged the attack, it still struck his shoulder, producing a cracking sound.

The immense pain caused their bodies to stiffen involuntarily. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the elite soldiers and armed servants continued to wield their suppression batons.

He even raised his foot and kicked them hard. The six blows he swung in that one second almost left afterimages in the air.

Seeing his brothers being beaten by the servants only fueled his rage.

“You bastard! We are the noble angels of the Astartes Empire. We would rather die at your hands than be beaten by your lowly and filthy servants! You are blaspheming Astartes…” Klepatch roared angrily, but his voice stopped abruptly the next second.

Snapped--

His head was suddenly turned to one side, and at the same time, half of his face swelled up rapidly, leaving a clear handprint.

Tilter held onto the slapping motion, wanting to deliver another blow. However, he was stopped by Tie Hui behind him with a wave of his hand.

……

(End of this chapter)