Warhammer 40: Doom

Chapter 137 Rampage
Doom's eyes were icy cold, and his left hand trembled slightly from the impact, but he still raised his shield high to deploy a protective force field.

This divine artifact, forged from the body of a god, constantly reflects physical ammunition and energy jets.

No weapon in the material universe can penetrate this shield; it symbolizes the Star God's absolute control over the material realm.

His vision suddenly cleared, and the human alliance soldiers looked utterly horrified, their hands trembling as they held their guns.

The giant, shield in hand, emerged from the smoke, his bare upper body bulging with muscles, his right hand gripping a shotgun tightly.

His face was imposing and his expression was cold; just one glance at him and your knees would involuntarily bend.

The mortal, clad in makeshift armor, bowed his head and knelt, raising his automatic weapon, no longer having the courage to face Doom.

"Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who resist to the bitter end will not be spared!" Doum's roar was as deep as muffled thunder, further eroding the enemy's will.

Ruth burst through the city gates like a hurricane, his beastly eyes sweeping over the kneeling soldiers, his roar booming: "Wolves, take the walls! Doomsday Warriors, advance!"

The soldiers inside the city dared not resist; witnessing the power of the two half-naked giants, they lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Ruth's arrangement was in line with the battlefield situation.

Now that the city gates are wide open, we can seize the city walls to reduce enemy firepower, let more friendly troops in to expand our advantage, and prevent the gains of the battle from being easily overturned.

"Let's go." Doom nodded and called out. The battle had to be fought in one fell swoop, taking advantage of the momentum to charge straight to the heart of the enemy.

The team started running again, and Doom's super shotgun roared continuously, its power immense, constantly taking down the automatic defense turrets.

Ruth tossed the greatsword to the Doom Slayer, borrowed the halberd, and fired a barrage of shots, turning the enemy's body into atoms with the disintegrating weapon.

On the cold, steel streets of the hive, sparks of matter flashed continuously as the Doom Slayer's disintegrating weapon swept through everything in its path.

The sounds of killing and screams echoed throughout the place; children were crying, women were screaming in terror, and men were kneeling and trembling.

They couldn't see the charging troops clearly, but they could feel the oppressive atmosphere and the murderous intent.

Faced with such an existence, only by bowing down and begging for mercy, expressing submission like a dog, can one save their life.

Unstoppable, Doom opened doors and broke through walls.

Nothing could stop him; he was like a human tank, rampaging and unleashing devastating firepower.

Unstoppable! Unrivaled!
"Osiris!" Doom growled as he charged into the heart of the hive.

Hearing the deep call, Osiris looked up. The Father of Genetics was summoning him, and he immediately responded with passion: "Here!"

With Ruth present, Doom verbally gave the order: "Take half the men and go shut down the reactor and lower the Void Shield."

"understand!"

Osiris beckoned, and through the telepathic link, he called out names, leading half of his brothers to search for the plasma reactor.

"We've started climbing the towers." Doom looked up and saw the spire of the hive city soaring into the clouds.

The rulers preferred to be in high places, where the air was fresh, the view was expansive and overlooked the entire city, and it greatly demonstrated their authority and prestige.

The elevator had long been sealed off. The rulers of Shangchao valued their lives highly, sealing off the elevator and then sealing off each floor.

The ensuing battle was an even more brutal urban warfare, filled with deadly traps, where every soldier could potentially shed blood.

Doom and Ruth looked at each other and shook their heads; they had no better solution.

Just as they were about to set off, Doom's expression changed as he looked toward a winding alley. Then Ruth also sensed the approaching presence of living beings.

A young man lay prostrate on the ground, his body like a maggot, slowly crawling forward.

His linen robe was filthy, his body was emaciated from malnutrition, and his hair was extremely dry.

His young, withered hands were clasped together and pressed tightly against the top of his head. He trembled like a leaf and his teeth chattered: "My lords... my lords."

Doom and Ruth exchanged a smile, knowing that the problem was easily solved.

Every era has its adventurers; before the old order collapses, there are always some daring people who step forward.

"I……"

He didn't even dare to look up; to those black-armored warriors, his life was as fragile as paper.

But before he could finish speaking, Ruth appeared in a flash and lifted the young man off the ground with a large hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, I know what you're trying to say, don't waste time and lead the way."

The young man's dim eyes suddenly lit up; he knew he had made the right bet and boarded the ship to a new era.

"This way, sirs." He quickly straightened his position, bowed, and led the group into the path.

"At the end of the alley, there is a separate elevator. Big shots from the upper house secretly come down to seek some different kind of excitement."

"Important people have their own elevator systems so they can get up and down quickly."

As the young man spoke, his gaunt face contorted with rage, yet also filled with the excitement of finally avenging a great grudge.

Doom slightly raised his chin, and the Doom Slayer immediately understood what the Father of Genesis meant. He darted out and returned five seconds later, carrying some mortal food.

The black-armored warrior didn't say a word, but stuffed the food in his hand into the mortal's arms.

"Thank you... thank you, sirs."

The young man was in tears. He stuffed the food into his mouth and quickened his pace.

"just in front."

Following his directions, Doom indeed found a hidden elevator at the end of the winding path.

"Ten men will come up with me and Ruth, the rest of you stay behind to provide backup in case of any unexpected incidents."

The hidden elevator was neither too big nor too small, and couldn't fit everyone, so Doom decisively split his forces into two groups.

"Your courageous and decisive actions will be remembered, and you will be rewarded."

Before the elevator doors closed, Doom nodded to the young man, praising his courage and making a promise.

The young man knelt on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes: "Thank you for your kindness."

The elevator ascended rapidly, and there was even a display screen inside that clearly showed the specific floor.

"His tragic hatred has been served today."

Russ narrowed his beastly eyes, eager to make a big move.

The Primarch is keen and powerful, and naturally understands the character of the upper hive lords and their various forms of oppression and plunder of the lower hive.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg; similar tragedies will only increase within the empire."

Doom's words were icy cold, like Fenris's ice water poured over Russ's head.

“It’s not bad to play the hero once in a while,” Ruth said without refuting, appreciating what she could do right now.

As the elevator began to slow down, Doom raised his left hand, preparing to activate the shield field: "The master here is here to welcome us."

The bigwigs realized that there were people lying in ambush outside, and that the elevators they used for pleasure-seeking were a huge safety hazard.

"The heartbeat of three hundred men." Ruth also raised his shield, his halberd ready, poised to drink blood at any moment.

Doomsday Warriors are always ready to fight; they were born to fight and fight alongside the Father of Genesis.

The moment the elevator doors came to a stop, the ambushing soldiers nervously took aim, and with a loud bang, Doom burst through the door first.

The super shotgun suddenly opened fire, the explosive shot piercing through the center of the soldiers' ranks, shattering a third of them with a single shot.

With a ferocious expression, Ruth charged toward the well-equipped soldiers of Shangchao, wielding his halberd to reap lives.

The Doom Slayer opened fire, instantly annihilating a large number of soldiers.

The defending soldiers fell to the ground before they could even pull the trigger, without firing a single shot.

They left one alive to be their guide. Seth grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. The man forgot to scream out of fear, and a foul-smelling liquid flowed from his groin.

"You spineless coward." Ruth wrinkled his nose; his sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and the stench hit his brain unexpectedly.

Faced with a group of monstrous, muscular men, the soldiers were terrified and led their troops toward the planet's ruler's hall.

Resistance was sporadic along the way, and the soldiers could not muster the courage to resist the superhuman warriors.

"Oh!"

Ruth kicked the magnificent door open with a powerful stomp and rushed into the exceptionally opulent council hall.

Several screams rang out as the rulers of the Human Alliance, a group of bloated and fat insects, knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness.

Doom walked toward the sound array system and broadcast into the microphone to the entire hive: "Your leader has been captured. All soldiers have laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Human Empire!"

His voice was as steady as cast iron, carrying an undeniable sense of pressure.

The soldiers who were still resisting laid down their weapons, raised their hands, and came out of their bunkers to surrender to the nearest troops.

"Ah~~~"

The sound array system emitted another scream, and Ruth pressed the person in charge onto the table, gesturing for him to speak.

The resistance below had not ceased; there was still sporadic resistance, with die-hards inciting the soldiers to refuse to acknowledge that the ruler had been captured.

"Surrender! Lay down your weapons and surrender! Do you soldiers want to kill us?"

The bruised and battered flying pig screamed in terror, urging its loyal soldiers to surrender so as not to lose their lives.

Just then, the Void Shield appeared and flickered slightly, a sign that it was about to close.

Osiri completed his mission, successfully shutting down the plasma reactor and lowering the Void Shield.

(End of this chapter)