Dreadnought.
The Blue Smurfs were the first to activate the Dreadnoughts. Their massive, heavy bodies, power fists, and giant heavy bolters were like the Grim Reaper's scythe, constantly harvesting the lives of the Tyranid.
Each Dreadnought carried a life, permanently connected to the machine through a thought-pulse unit.
This was both a weapon and a tomb for the Ultramarines. Once interred in a Dreadnought, a gravely wounded Space Marine could not leave this tal tomb, destined for endless combat until destroyed.
During non-combat periods, the Tech-Marines of the chapter would put the heroes into centuries of slumber as requested, sealed in stasis vaults until they were called to battle again.
Generally, these guys had a very bad temper when waking up.
Yang Tao looked at the Dreadnoughts charging at the enemy and sighed, "As expected, you can't provoke soone who just woke up."
Three days had passed since he last saw Titus, but for so reason, the Blue Smurfs' commander still showed no intention of seeking him out.
He wondered if they were waiting for the war to end and for troops to be freed up before coming to talk to him.
Just then, the ground trembled.
Yang Tao looked up at the sky.
Warp energy raged in the sky, painting it in unspeakable colors.
"Holy crap? Warp invasion? Is this war going to escalate again?!"
They had already activated the Dreadnoughts; if it escalated further, they would have to activate the Titans. If all three sides got hot-headed and started an apocalypse-level war here, his small group wouldn't even have a chance to show their faces.
An average of one nuclear bomb every three minutes, and the wreckage of warships falling from the sky was denser than orbital bombardnt. The Astra Militarum were pure cannon fodder, and Space Marine and Dreadnoughts had no say whatsoever. This was the stage for top-tier Titans.
Yang Tao flew towards the source of the Warp energy explosion. A huge spatial rift appeared in a valley.
Large numbers of Warp Daemons surged out of the Warp. A Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, dozens of ters tall, held a staff and swept away the charging heavy tanks in a wide arc.
It was a bipedal blue bird.
In fact, its current appearance was rely a facade; a Greater Daemon of Tzeentch could change into any color and form according to its whims.
'Why does it look so familiar? But isn't this one a bit too big?'
The Greater Daemon of Tzeentch he had seen in the Warp before was at most a third of this one's size, or even smaller.
Suddenly, so Thousand Sons of Chaos appeared from the Warp rift. Yang Tao imdiately recognized these guys as his uninvited neighbors from the Warp.
He scanned the situation inside the Warp and, sure enough, a rift leading to the material world had appeared in his 'neighbor's' house.
A beam of energy shot from the tip of the staff in the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch's hand. The imnse power instantly annihilated everything within the energy beam's range.
This included a large number of Astra Militarum and Space Marine.
Yang Tao's expression turned grim at the sight. At least a hundred people died in this wave, but he only received about ten souls, and those were the ones closer to him.
Clearly, the souls of those killed by the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch were absorbed into the Greater Daemon's Warp domain. A flash of insight struck him, and he suddenly rembered the Space Marine and chanicus Arch-Magos who had been killed by Chaos before.
"!!!"
It was these guys!!
At this mont, Yang Tao suddenly felt that the Tyranid seed to beco more appealing. Tyranid only needed biomass, not souls, while these demons, like him, wanted souls and not biomass.
An alarm bell rang in his heart; the primary enemy had appeared.
Little did he know that in the eyes of the demons, he was the true demon. He had used various thods, both enticing and threatening, to finally co to the material world to earn so extra souls.
Of the humans he personally killed, a tenth of the harvested souls inexplicably disappeared!
Soone was stealing food from a demon's mouth, could you believe it?!
Yang Tao couldn't tolerate it, and neither could this Greater Daemon of Tzeentch. However, he was a reasonable person, so he needed a reason.
Soon, he saw a reason: a familiar face wielding two chanical fists, firing twin-linked bolters with a 'bang, bang, bang' sound.
Marius August Calgar.
The Blue Smurfs… ahem, the Chapter Master of the Ultramarines, Calgar, the legendary ICU God of Combat, who had been on the brink of death 9 tis but was always rescued.
He had lost all four limbs, most of his torso, and his left eye in battle, all of which were later replaced with bionic prosthetics through surgery. He was even more loyal than so of the chanicus guys.
Praise the Omnissiah!
Imdiately, Yang Tao flew towards Calgar's combat platform. Calgar, sensing sothing, quickly turned and aid his twin-linked heavy bolter at Yang Tao.
"Calgar, I'm here to help you!"
Hearing this, Calgar almost pulled the trigger, but he restrained himself. He had already received information about Yang Tao from his subordinates. Aside from him not appearing to be a mber of the Imperium, these guys who suddenly popped up seed to have done nothing but kill so Tyranid.
"What are you going to do?"
He had originally planned to talk to Yang Tao after the war. After all, a naked 5-ter-tall Destruction Knight, who could reach 6 ters when armored, was an enviable sight.
Even more formidable than a Dreadnought!
"Of course, I'm here to lend you a hand! Now that Chaos is rampant and poisoning the Imperial warriors, how can I stand idly by!"
Yang Tao spoke with righteous indignation. He pulled out a Teleportation Stone from his backpack and placed it on the ground. The stone was covered with exclusive text and runes from Minecraft, which glowed with a faint white light.
The next mont, a huge white light appeared on the battlefield, drawing the attention of many.
Calgar: "!!!"
Bishop Mutated Iron Golem
HP: 2,990,000 / 2,990,000
Skill: Judgnt of Thunder
Upon receiving this debuff, a lightning attack will occur every 3 seconds. The lightning deals 999 armor-piercing damage to living beings.
The higher the effect level, the shorter the interval between lightning attacks. Judgnt of Thunder attacks cannot be blocked by blocks or terrain.
Bishop-level Mutated Iron Golem.
This was a Bishop-level creature he had obtained after collecting hundreds of millions of souls on this planet over these past few days, through the ceaseless prayers of these creatures.
The planet not only had the Astra Militarum and Space Marine, but also nearly ten billion civilians.
And corpses. This was a tomb world.
This was also why the Tyranid had targeted this place. If there were only Blue Smurfs here, the Tyranid wouldn't have put in so much effort.
The 50-ter Mutated Iron Golem was a bit shorter than that blue Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, but one arm of the Mutated Iron Golem was thicker than that guy's waist.
"Go, give that guy two slaps and teach it a lesson!"
The Bishop-level Mutated Iron Golem's speed was incredibly fast, so fast that it didn't give the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch a chance to react. It extended its broad, cold tal palm and directly choked the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch by the neck, pinning it to the ground.
Bang... Bang...
Two slaps later, the Greater Daemon of Tzeentch, which was just about to resist, was instantly concussed. Powerful psychic energy erupted from its body, but for the Bishop Mutated Iron Golem, which had already touched the threshold of true divinity, it was rely an itch.
"Don't just slap it twice! Hang it up and beat it into a cripple!"
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