Chapter 176 The Sins of the Sinners: A Million Corpse Pit

Emotions like nausea are far away from troops like Skadi's only regiment. After all, they can eat all the food in the smell of corpses and rot, but the situation at the bottom of the God's Calculation Tower still makes them extremely disgusting.

There was no light in the dark underground layer. When Alan Baier picked up the promethium lamp and shone it there, there was a "lake" behind the turbid air, an evil and terrifying lake like an evil alliance.

The building that carries the history of human civilization in the forging world is like the throne palace in Terra. It is neither the authority of the Mechanicus nor the yearning of countless people. And such a place is naturally filled with nobles, who bear part of the The Divine Calculation Tower of the Star Port Mission also has merchants recognized by the Mechanicus.

Nobles, businessmen, and their servants were very important, and a small human society was born there. It relied on external resources to exist. Even from the moment the governor asked for rebellion, the huge gear mountain range like Mount Everest was filled with human beings. .

The human being is there now, the governor has gone crazy, he is now persecuting any living person and using their souls to resurrect the Merovingian body and spirit, burning the souls of mortals to power his own body, the burning in that tower Where have the bodies of millions of souls gone...

The Skadi people saw it at this moment. A plain composed of flesh and blood corpses appeared in the vast field of vision. The rotten juice and thick bubbles also made it a "lake", filled with flesh and blood, rotten body fluids and corpses. , stretching completely to the bottom of the Divine Calculation Tower, filling it up like a foundation.

The clothes of those citizens of the empire were soaked in it. Whether the nobles were gorgeous or the beggars were pitiful, they were all treated equally. Instead, there was a strong disgusting stench and a sultry environment of lightless darkness. The air there was almost poisonous. , and wherever the light source carried by Alan Bayer swept, there was something indescribable.

"It's disgusting, those bastards..." Alan Bayer rarely comments on why heretics are so bad. After all, in his eyes, most heretics are played with by the subspace after death, and being tortured by the Supreme God is not the best revenge.

But after seeing the sins of the Founding Governor, he was a little unclear. It was absolutely terrible and disgusting. He had even seen the massacre of orcs, but orcs would not be like this...

The fault of mankind is that it is so bad. At least the main force of the orcs is enjoying the war instead of massacring civilians. Even if the city is destroyed, the Eastern Imperial Guard can still protect countless people, but that time , there are only hundreds of thousands left in the entire main nest...

The last time he had seen such a bad situation was with the Tau, but now it was happening to humans...

The sergeant looked at the situation there and commented. "They have to wear gas masks. The air there is no longer breathable. If you don't shoot, it will explode. The power of the explosion will definitely not penetrate the God's Tower, but it will be enough to kill them without a burial place."

Alan Beyer said. "Use night vision equipment, don't open fire, open the safety of the firearm, and then use power weapons to attack the enemy. They will cause sparks. Please be quiet enough. There should be a garrison there. They are making a lot of noise when invading."

He looked left and right. There were no shelters there, but there was a road coming out from the outside of the wall. It was a metal "coast" about a hundred meters wide, and you could walk along the ocean of corpses.

And those fat crystals outline a beach-like appearance on the metal ground. If I can't see the colors and the solids in the "ocean", then it's actually quite "romantic" there.

The slight squeaking sound of military boots stepping on those things made people's scalp numb. In the dark space, it became more obvious in the silence. The touch was transmitted to the soles of the feet through the boots. Alan Beyer wanted to touch all the skin of his feet. Come to the east.

He was wearing a gas mask. The thick special purification layer could isolate and circulate the breath composed of corpses. To be honest, there were more carbon dioxide and methane from the decay of corpses than toxins, which greatly reduced the air content. Even if he was wearing a gas mask, Suffocation can also be felt, but the Skadis don't have time to wait for the air to flow there.

Alan Bair walked on the dark road, night vision equipment and "pig nose" masks protected them forward, and those loyal equipment maintained the lives of the Skadi people.

The journey was quite peaceful, after all, it was a big place, and the traitors and heretics did not notice them. They moved forward slowly, quietly, deadly, with clear goals and firm will.

Those deaths did not break their faith, but strengthened it, begging heretics and traitors to pay for their bloodshed and madness.

Moving forward, the journey is not far, and very quickly, the sound of tapping, tapping, and rustling suddenly appears. The soldiers stop and Alan Bayer looks into the distance with the telescope strapped to his tactical belt.

An insect-like face, slender titanium alloy limbs, and a highly modified body are dragging a trailer to bring a load of fresh bodies and discard them. The living people there are not yet slaughtered, and the servitors have new harvests every day. Servo skulls levitate beside them like loyal pets.

Alan Beyer makes leg talk. [Cult Mechanicus, Alpha Servant, and the Governor's lackey. 】

[Distance, 600, working, number of 25 people, detour, dodge, move forward. 】

[There must be an entrance to the layer where they come from, so they can quickly suppress the enemy. 】

the sergeants replied. 【no】

They are quiet, terrifying, silent and full of murderous intent. They are wrong for those things that taint life. From the time they joined the Astra Militarum as the Imperial Guard until now, they have slaughtered their existence.

Slowly moving forward, in the situation that even the most powerful servitors did not notice, the deadly man could even avoid the monitoring of the suspended skulls, the Catachan long-handled swords and sabers shone with dark edges, like the tongue of a venomous snake.

500 meters, 400, 300, 200...60, 50, 20...10 meters!

The weapons clashed, the blades sank into the bodies of those machines, piercing their cores, the servitors roared, and the skulls were slowly illuminated.

"Enemy, attack mode..." Alan Baier took out his long blade and inserted it into his throat, cutting off his spine. The Catachans used skills to pick off those fiber bundles, but he used brute force, and the oil slowly flowed out and stained the ground.

In an instant, 25 Alpha-level elites died cleanly, as if the war and transformation they had experienced were worthless compared to the "ordinary people" of the Imperial Guard.

"There is a patio at the back, they can go there, there is a ladder." The sergeant wiped the oil spilled from his legs on the servitor.

Alanbair nodded. 'Well done, they are going..."

But the Skadi did not notice that the Alpha-level Mechanicus Skitarii Captain actually had two sets of neural control systems. Even if he died suddenly, it would be like the tail of a gecko with a broken tail.

The head that had been cut off by Alanbair fell to the ground, and the sensor in the eyes emitted a red light, and slowly uttered a sound. "Firing protocol, start."

Zizi, a short sound, Alanbair immediately realized that it was the warning sound of the electromagnetic gun of the Mechanicus firing.

"Oops! "He immediately found the thing that was not completely dead, and kicked it away. The huge inhuman force almost launched the gun like a projectile, hundreds of meters! Then it sank into the sea of ​​corpses, soaked in decay and despair, but the exquisite weapons made by the Mechanicus showed damn durability at this moment!

Fierce explosions followed one after another, and a little flame and temperature ignited the turbid air there. No matter how powerful the Skadi people were, they were flesh and blood and could not resist such power. They would suffer heavy losses, and no one would save that world. The void shield could not be closed by them. It seemed that everything would stop there...

Alan Baier suddenly took out his weapon in anger, and violently smashed the wall with the power sickle. The powerful force instantly smashed the adamantine wall into a big hole like a cannonball, and then he ordered the soldiers. "Pick up the bodies of those mechanical servants and hide there! "

Unconditional trust and the time brought by that kick, bright flames slowly appeared in the distance, burning the air there, and the Skadi soldiers picked up the dead and squeezed in with all their strength.

But even if it was several meters, it was like a trench with walls. It was too difficult for a 60-man squad to get in. People crowded there, but there were five or six people who couldn't get in. They could use the corpses to completely block the wall and leave a small entrance.

But if that happened again, the whole group would be wiped out, and all the sacrifices and battles would be wiped out, just like the will of that terrible world...

But a moment later, in front of Ailanbaier, a bunch of fierce power weapons flashed in front of the wall. Light, with the danger of explosion, the soldiers of Skadi expanded the place to the limit. That incident almost made Alan Baier's heart reach his throat, because of the sparks, if there was too much methane there, then they would become braised meat!

But the Emperor favored him. In the first second after the expanded space was filled with soldiers and fierce flames swept through, the sergeant covered the bodies of the Mechanicus Alpha Skitarii in front of him.

The hot flames swept the air and made it terrible. At this moment, they had to thank the Mechanicus for making their servants so strong that the flames were resisted by the steel body. Emperor bless.

But Alan Baier cursed. "What are we doing! Didn't he say that power weapons could not be used?"

The sergeant picked up the promethium lamp, illuminated the area, looked at the angry commander, and shouted without hesitation. "It was his order. He violated the order and was willing to be punished."

He lowered his head, and other soldiers also said. "No, it was spontaneous! "

Alan Baier looked at them. "No matter what, this cannot be done." He was wearing a mask, and his voice was buzzing, a little funny, but no one dared to ignore the words of the young guy.

But the soldiers still looked at him, that look forced him to think, and looking at the fierce flames outside, he was more worried than the death. He was more worried about the consequences of his failure. He was burdened with too much, and he was even a little afraid to let go.

"No, we are wrong... very wrong!"

"He originally wanted you to take on the future of the empire. Nothing can be done by him. There is strength in numbers, and his use of power weapons just now also proved that there will be no danger in that area."

"Yes, he is extreme. It will take a long time to wait for the flames to end. Don't waste time, but there is too much methane there. Use our weapons to dig in. They crawl on it, okay! "

"Loyal servants of the emperor, he asked us to give the heretics a surprise! "

The soldiers looked at each other, then took out their weapons and courage, ready to make the heretics pay with blood in that narrow, dry and oxygen-deficient place. Without hesitation, sparks flew after a moment, like an anvil falling in a furnace of war, the adamantium and the destruction came into contact, and the huge team of 60 people worked together to swallow the adamantium layer bit by bit.

Alanbair smashed the thickest part of the adamantium layer, and the Skadi soldiers slowly polished it to expand the passage. This lasted for dozens of minutes. Everyone worked together to make the fire burn higher. Those indestructible things soon broke apart. Adamantium, adamantium, indestructible things, were worthless in the united east of the Imperial Guard.

And the Eastern Hell, although not considered heaven, was also very different. The exterior of the Mechanicus's building not only had temperature regulation, but also clean and tidy floors. Gears and the logo of the God of All Machines were hung on the bronze walls. Metal formed that area. A huge road stretching for thousands of meters connected all the main rooms in the west of the building.

The mechanical servants were moving forward devoutly, singing praises to their new master, the incarnation of the God of All Machines in the mortal world, the great casting governor, in binary mechanical language, and repeating it tirelessly, until they realized that the ground east of their feet began to crack.

"Om Messiah has appeared! Praise the God of All Machines...!"

They sang, but the ground suddenly answered him. "Praise my mother! The ground is so thick, the Empire gave me too much money, right?!" Ailan Baier dug the ground with anger, cut the blind servitor in front of him in half with a knife, and let the oil and parts spill on his military uniform.

And the servitor's companion Han Xuan. "Defense assistance..."

Swish, swish, swish, the heat ray shot, the explosive gun took the lives of those poor people, Ailan Baier patted the oil on his body, looked at the temperature, the air purification equipment and bright lights, the high-hanging Mechanicus gears, and the red carpet.

"It's quite enjoyable. The Empire gave them so much, so they use death to repay it, right..." Ailan Baier escaped from death, and all the resentment and anger were vented in the body of the Mechanicus. It is hard to say when he was so angry again, but if it really counts, it was probably when the governor threatened him to evacuate.

As soon as he realized that he had to settle all the old and new grudges, he asked the heretic Mechanicus in that place to learn what the Imperial Hammer was, what was the wrath, what was the mortal, and what was the failure.

"Go west to the elevator. There is a hall in front of you. It is a prayer hall. There shouldn't be many enemies. They break through there and deal with everything that comes next!" Alan Baier ordered, but he didn't notice that without the protection of the untouchable badge, Ling Kezhi and his infiltration had been discovered by the governor after they entered the second floor.

The old monster dragged his huge body, and Meroving's flesh and blood and the erosion slowly merged with him. As soon as he realized that the situation was completely different, he licked the corner of his mouth. "All mechanical servants, move closer to the western hall on the second floor. He asked... the souls of those invaders..." His voice was extremely weird, but it also had a terrible sense of divinity...