Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming

Chapter 131 The Symbiotic Entity of the Underworld, the Mechanical Sorcerer Girl

"boom!!!"

Two ghastly green beams of light struck the center of the plaza, instantly vaporizing the black stone floor and leaving two deep craters emitting green smoke.

A massive shockwave swept across the entire field.

Just before the beam struck, Kolber and his team used the jetpacks on the backs of their power armor to propel themselves outwards.

While it's a general rule that smoke can cause no harm, the shockwave is a real phenomenon.

The several-ton power armor was thrown out and slammed heavily against the wall, creating spiderweb-like cracks in the black stone wall.

"Cough cough————"

Kolber climbed out of the rubble, his helmet display filled with red warning signs.

Armor damaged, shield overloaded.

He looked up and glanced at it.

Two Doomsday Walkers, with their long legs, traversed dozens of meters in a single stride, while the giant cannons on top were undergoing their second recharge.

Damn it, this thing isn't designed for infantry at all!

This was built to fight Titans!

Even if Andy equipped them with high-explosive crossbows, the amount of explosives would probably not even leave a dent in the living metal armor of the Doomwalkers!

"Run! All of you, run!"

Without any hesitation, the team members got up and rushed back into the passage they had come from.

Anyone who turns around at this point is an idiot!

As Kohlberg ran, he yelled into his communicator, "Boss! Boss! Respond if you receive this!"

"We've run into some tough nut to crack! This godforsaken place has Titans!"

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

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All I could hear in the headphones was a piercing electrical static.

Communication was completely cut off.

"Grass!"

Kolber slammed his fist into his thigh.

Kohlberg cursed the entire families of those skinny guys in his mind.

Although he wasn’t sure if these skinny guys still had any direct relatives after tens of millions of years!

But that doesn't stop him from using the dirtiest swear words to curse this bunch of idiots who have no sense of martial ethics and play Titan-riding games!

Meanwhile, Kolber kept his eyes glued to the countdown timer in the upper right corner of the helmet display, calculating the time difference.

Since they stepped into this hellish place, the outdoor thermal base station has already emitted three gravitational wave pulses according to the pre-programmed sequence.

Each pulse represents a window of opportunity to escape, but that damned passage only lasts for a mere sixty seconds.

He had calculated it perfectly: there were only six minutes left until the fourth pulse burst.

At their current frantic running speed, as long as they aren't trampled into mincemeat by those two war behemoths behind them, they can rush out just as the passage opens.

If you're a second too early, you'll have nowhere to go; if you're a second too late, you'll be locked in this stupid grave and buried with that skinny guy!

"Everyone, run for your lives!"

Meanwhile, in the secret chamber of the stone coffin.

The sound of the explosion outside traveled through the ground, causing dust to fall from the ceiling.

The two remaining elite soldiers, Vita and Buck, exchanged a glance.

"A fight has broken out outside."

Buck held a hot-melt detonator in his hand, his tone somewhat anxious.

"The commotion is huge, and I doubt the captain and the others can hold out, so we need to hurry up."

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Vita pointed to the stone coffin that was still emitting a chill.

"Blow this thing up, grab the living metal plate, and run. If we come back empty-handed, the boss will hang us on a flagpole."

Look at what a "superior" corporate culture at Deep Space Industries looks like!

A thief never leaves empty-handed!

Neither of them felt any psychological burden.

Anyway, there's a human lying inside, not some skinny monster that might wake up at any moment. As long as the amount of explosives is controlled and the person isn't killed, it's fine.

Although I don't know whether they are dead or alive—

Buck skillfully attached the hot-melt detonator to the edge of the crystal panel on the sarcophagus lid.

If his idea is correct, that is the weakest point in the entire structure.

"Step back."

"Detonate."

"puff"

A dull thud.

The hot jet instantly burned through the crystal, and the high temperature caused the surrounding living metal structure to undergo thermal fatigue disintegration.

"Splash!"

Half of the stone coffin lid was broken and collapsed.

"It's done!"

Buck excitedly rushed forward and reached out to pry off the still-attached living metal plate.

Bringing this back, even just a small piece, can earn you a lot of contribution points.

Not to mention half a coffin lid!

Buck was also thinking that if he tried harder, he might be able to pry off the other half of the sheet!

however.

His hand had just been extended when it froze in mid-air.

Because he saw a pair of eyes open amidst the pervasive green preservative gas.

But—those aren't human eyes!

The whites of his eyes were gone, replaced by a pair of burning, star-like, dazzling green pupils.

These eyes, appearing on a gaunt, ashen face, were extremely captivating.

"It's...it's come back to life?"

Buck took a step back and instinctively raised his gun.

Immediately afterwards, the thin girl, who had been in a deep coma, slowly sat up, her movements stiff.

With her movements.

The tubes and electrodes inserted into her spine, arms, and neck all fell out.

"Pat-pat, pat-pat."

The pipe fell to the bottom of the stone coffin, making a crisp sound.

She turned her head expressionlessly, her green eyes sweeping over Vita and Buck.

There was no anger, no fear, and no confusion.

There was only an extreme indifference, like a machine scanning two obstacles.

"Hands up! Don't move!"

Vita realized what was happening, raised his explosive gun, and pointed the muzzle at her head.

"Are you a human or a ghost?!"

The girl remained silent as she stared at the dark muzzle of the gun.

Then, she gently clenched her withered, emaciated right hand towards the void.

"call out!!"

The sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

Inside the stone coffin, deep within the mechanical structures originally used to sustain life, several silver-gray, spine-like tentacles of the underworld workers suddenly shot out.

It moved so fast that it left only a blur.

"Slap! Slap!"

Two crisp sounds.

Vita and Buck felt a violent jolt in their wrists, and the explosive guns in their hands were flung away, slamming heavily against the wall.

"Holy crap!"

Buck was horrified and instinctively reached for the CBS high-explosive crossbow on his shoulder.

"Don't move yet."

Vita grabbed Buck's hand.

He stared at the girl, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Don't draw your gun," Vita whispered. "She has no intention of killing."

"If she wanted to kill us just now, she wouldn't have used a gun."

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really.

The girl did not continue her attack.

The tentacles retracted into the stone coffin.

She held onto the edge of the stone coffin and slowly stood up.

Then, he strode out.

She was naked, her extremely thin body completely exposed to the air, her ribs clearly visible, and her skin a grayish-white color, as if it had never seen the sun.

It has no aesthetic appeal whatsoever; it only evokes a morbid sense of dread.

Her only notable feature was her long, exceptionally thick gray hair, which reached all the way to her ankles and swayed behind her as she walked.

She ignored the two fully armed soldiers and walked straight to the door.

She stopped when she reached the door.

He raised his left hand and pointed to the passage outside.

"What do you mean?" Buck looked completely bewildered. "You're telling us to get out? You want us to leave?"

Before Vita could answer.

"Boom!"

A tremendous tremor came from deep within the tunnel, accompanied by Kolber's signature booming voice: "Run! All of you, get the hell out of here!"

"Those two junks are catching up!"

Vita's expression changed: "Something's happened! Let's go!"

Ignoring the strange girl, the two turned and rushed into the passage.

He had only run a few steps when he ran headlong into the fleeing main force.

Kolber was at the forefront, his power armor covered in scratches and smoke still rising from his shoulder.

The explosive gun was nowhere to be found; he was instead carrying his large sack.

Behind him, the other team members were dragging several injured brothers and carrying their own large sacks on their shoulders, running for their lives.

And in the darkness behind them.

Two enormous green dots were rapidly approaching, accompanied by the heavy thud of machinery hitting the ground.

The Doomsday Worker!

This thing moves quite fast; its four long legs can cover dozens of meters in a single stride, squeezing against the walls in the narrow passage and making a screeching sound.

"Stop looking! Run!"

Kolber yelled at Vita and the other man.

Without saying a word, Vita and Buck turned and ran.

They rushed back to the entrance of the stone coffin chamber, where the spoils they had plundered were piled up.

Two large bags full of high-grade parts and materials for crafting were all the proceeds from their mission.

Buck grabbed a bag, and the nozzles of his power backpack lit up.

"Let's go! Take your things!"

Buck also activated his jetpack and flew towards the distant exit.

Vita also grabbed another bag.

But just as he was about to run, his gaze swept to the side.

That girl.

She remained standing there, quietly watching the enormous monster approaching, her green eyes still devoid of any emotion.

She walked very slowly, her frail body making it seem as if even standing was difficult for her.

If you leave her here, she'll be trampled into mincemeat in seconds.

Vita paused for a moment.

Reason told him to mind his own business.

This is a strange creature of unknown origin, and we just disarmed them.

The real priority is to run away with that bag of spoils!

but----

Vita thought of Andy.

Since the boss likes condensate, could he also be particularly interested in this strange and unusual thing?

Isn't this girl just a giant, condensed substance that can run and jump?

Moreover, this girl can control the necromancer's equipment, which is obviously very useful!

If we take her back, will she be worth more than this bag of parts?

"Oh shit!"

Vita swore.

Amidst the deafening roar and the looming shadow of death, he made his choice.

He released his grip, and the magnetic bag filled with precious parts fell to the ground with a clatter.

Vita rushed over and scooped up the girl who was as thin as a little skeleton.

Without any tenderness, he simply hoisted her onto his shoulder like a sandbag.

"Hold on tight!"

Vita roared, and the power backpack went into full power.

"boom--!!"

He sprang forward and caught up with the group ahead.

Buck's furious shouts came through the communication channel: "Vita! You spendthrift!"

"You threw your bag away?! That's enough money to buy a house!"

"Why would you take a little skeleton home? The boss doesn't want a wife, and besides, she's not even good-looking!"

Vita ignored him and ran wildly with his head down.

Two Doomsday Walkers had already caught up to the entrance of the hall.

The massive cannon began charging, and a green light illuminated the entire space.

Destruction is imminent.

The girl was carried on Vita's shoulders and bounced up and down as they ran.

She did not struggle.

She struggled to lift her head, and her long gray hair fell down.

She glanced at the two plague gods behind her, who were about to unleash their fury, and narrowed her green eyes slightly.

Then----

She slowly raised her small hand, pointing in that direction, her five fingers spread wide.