Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

I could sense the weapon's energy storage module drawing power and converting it into a deadly beam.

All systems are working well.

The machine spirit was also excited about the upcoming battle.

Little Fatty could also see his consciousness divided into several layers within the mecha's sea of ​​data.

Intelligence functions are separated using data manifolds.

In order to better handle various situations.

Mechanical vision replaced his eyes, allowing him to observe the world around him through the mech's optical sensors and ornithometer.

Little Fatty saw the auxiliary troops at his feet, wearing powered armor, with drones hovering above them, buzzing.

Players in Hammer & Scythe share each other's data, making them a unified whole.

"For the glory of the God of Machines."

"For the glory of the God-Emperor."

"Brothers, attack! Burn everything you see!"

The little fat boy's voice was no longer spoken through his lips, but through the mecha's speaker.

"For the Emperor."

"For Nezuko, for the canyon."

"........."

The players cheered excitedly.

With the addition of the Titan Legion and mech forces, the human empire's advantage became even more pronounced.

The Dark Eldar have always been known for their speed.

Moreover, they have been plundering all these years and have never participated in any large-scale battles.

Their tactics and weaponry are geared towards plundering, quick victories, and close-quarters combat.

On such a frontal battlefield, they could not use their previous mobile tactics.

After all, the Comoros were right behind them, and they could only withstand the human offensive.

"Awaken our ancestors."

Seeing the human mechs rampaging across the battlefield and slaughtering their troops, the Blood Maniac Master of the Black Heart Conspiracy, Grumenel, decisively issued an order.

Soon, the giant sculptures standing in the Comoros were awakened.

Their eyes shone brightly, and their bodies, sculpted from spirit bones, surged with immense power.

The long sword in his hand was shrouded in a hazy halo, possessing an ancient artistic beauty.

These tall, slender war engines, like all Eldar creations, were built to be both beautiful and powerful.

It possesses an elegance and beauty rarely seen in human technology.

"Does the Dark Eldar also have Titan units?"

Confusion arose in the heart of the girl with the spiky hair.

“It makes sense that there are Titans; it would be strange if there weren’t,” said September 9. “The Dark Eldar used to be the nobles of the Ancient Eldar Empire, with a much higher status than the Ark Eldar, and they inherited a lot more.”

September 9th's words did not dispel the confusion in Chongtianbian's heart.

"I just haven't seen the Dark Eldar Titan pieces."

Pian Ge also shared his opinion, "The Dark Eldar haven't fought any real battles, they've just been looting everywhere. What would they want the Titan Pieces for?"

"Even the Titans of the Eldar are very cumbersome and require a lot of logistical support."

"If you take them with you when you rob, it'll be hard to escape. You might even get poorer from robbing because you simply can't afford to keep them."

"Haha, that makes sense." Little Fatty wholeheartedly agreed.

Other players in the battle group also started complaining.

"A game is a game, and official lore is official lore. Those guys at GW don't know anything about Warhammer."

"That's quite right."

"By the way, the official GW team has been on vacation. I wonder when the eleventh version will be released."

"Forget about it, GW has probably already been drafted."

"Although there are foreign players, I don't think I've heard of any GW."

"By the way, didn't a few big names from abroad come in during the eleventh batch? I heard that the guy who made the Astartes 1 animation also came in."

"........."

While discussing the Dark Eldar Titan units, the players opened fire on the Eldar Titans that had joined the battle.

Missiles and beams rained down on the Eldar Titan, but were blocked by its shield, only causing ripples.

The Eldar Titans also launched an attack, firing a barrage of missiles from behind, their trails of fire streaking across the sky like a shower of petals.

All of them landed on the void shield of a warlord-class Titan not far away.

It also stirred up ripples.

"Volcano Cannon!" The captain of the attacked warlord-class Titan decisively ordered a counterattack.

The firepower of a warlord-class Titan is no joke.

Its firepower is many levels higher than that of the original Gundam controlled by players.

It can easily penetrate shields that players cannot break through.

The laser weapons mounted on the hands of the warlord-class Titan fired like two blazing photon scalpels.

The weapon pierced the chest of the Eldar Titan with perfect accuracy, tearing open its body. From the mangled remains, boiling energy gas, resembling fresh blood, gushed forth.

boom!

An Eldar Titan exploded, the terrifying sound shaking the battlefield.

Cheers erupted from the Imperial army.

A beautiful kill.

Those Dark Eldar were probably dumbfounded.

He gave away first blood right away.

Unfortunately, a short while later, a nimble Eldar Titan severed the leg of a medium-sized Imperial Titan.

Then, he used a long sword to pierce through the cockpit, completely destroying the Imperial Titan.

Immediately following was a deafening explosion.

The Eldar Titan that had achieved the victory pointed its blade at the Empire's Titan swarm, signaling the other Eldar Titans to launch an attack.

"Defend the glory of our people."

A Spirit Race mech spoke in the ancient Spirit Race language.

The drivers among them have been asleep for countless years; some are even remnants of the ancient Eldar empire.

They were born in a time of unparalleled glory for the Spirit Race and were extremely proud of their Spirit Race identity.

Even after the Eldar Empire was destroyed, they maintained an arrogant attitude and looked down on other races in the galaxy.

Now, the first thing I see when I open my eyes is humans attacking the Comoros.

No matter what, it's humanity's fault for daring to attack the Comoros.

As the saying goes, thunder and rain are both blessings from heaven.

As the overlord of the galaxy, whatever he does is a blessing to those inferior races.

"For the God Emperor, for the God of Myriad Machines."

The pilots, shouting slogans, piloted their Titans towards the Eldar Titans.

Their hearts were filled with anger towards the enemies of the empire.

Loyal blood flows through his veins.

A Eldar Titan was speeding along, approaching an Imperial Titan.

With a swift movement, he used the longsword, glowing with psionic energy, to sever the Imperial Titan's joints.

It lost its balance and fell over, making a dull thud.

"A monkey is a monkey, and it can never..."

Before he could finish speaking, the fallen Imperial Titan decisively opened fire, shattering the Eldar Titan's head.

"For the Emperor."

The loyal captain was still shouting joyfully before he was engulfed by the flames.

Having fulfilled my duty, what is there to fear in death?

The players of the Hammer and Scythe Warband are the sharpest blade.

Unable to penetrate the enemy's shields with ranged weapons, they resorted to melee combat.

They held a heavy shield in one hand and a powered spear or a powered greatsword in the other.

With the thrusters on their backs fully engaged, the immense thrust gave them a mobility that ordinary Titans lacked.

This scene left many Eldar Titans completely bewildered.

These mechs are so different from those clumsy Titans!

How could it be so fast?

Their long-range attacks were perfectly dodged by the mechs.

Even attacks that manage to hit will be blocked by the opponent's Void Shield and Heavy Shield.

"Combat marker, focus fire on target A02 first."

"September 9th, you retreat."

"Hey, you with the pigtail, go around to the back and fire at full power."

"........."

Little Fatty calmly and collectedly gave the order.

Players wielding hammers and scythes harvested Eldar Titan forces.

They are faster than the Eldar Titans.

Relying on this advantage, they were able to maneuver at extremely high speeds and eliminate any enemies that fell into their encirclement.

The Dark Eldar, after all, once dominated the galaxy.

Even those that have declined now still possess depth and insight.

They quickly adjusted their tactics to counter the faster-moving First Generation Gundam, while simultaneously having ground troops provide support.

The two sides once again engaged in a fierce war of attrition, fighting tooth and nail.

A Celestial Titan raced forward at breakneck speed.

His long sword slashed through the body of the first-generation Gundam controlled by September 9th.

The sharp blade sliced ​​the high-strength steel body in two.

The cut was bright red and hot, incredibly smooth, as fluid as a red-hot knife slicing through butter.

His upper body crashed to the ground with a terrifying sound, sparks flew everywhere, and engine oil and plasma gas gushed out like blood.

"Your Majesty, I must come and keep you company again."

Inside the driver's seat, disconnected, September 9th slumped in the driver's seat.

A barrage of red warning windows popped up. He touched one, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

His head and back are connected by a dense network of nerve cables.

It will take quite a bit of effort to solve this.