Warhammer 40k: Terra Collector

"Burial ground? Ha, even the Chaos Warmaster doesn't have such a big tone!" The Primarch had lost interest in talking nonsense with this grease guy.

The [Intelligent Control Legion] began to charge under the will of the Forge General! The Astartes and the Imperial Guards gathered around the Primarch and raised their weapons at the same time.

The roar of chainsaws and explosives broke the silence of the space! In front of the Emperor's Angel of Death, the cold machines controlled by the program were as ridiculous as children's toys.

Golden spiritual energy as bright as gold poured into the Emperor's Sword, and the copper-colored blade was instantly covered with an elegant ice-blue light.

The blazing Emperor's fire fell from the sky according to the Primarch's will!

Although the [Intelligent Control Legion] does not carry any power of chaos, the scorching Emperor's fire can still cause extremely effective damage to these cold machines.

The first batch of [Intelligent Cybernetics Legion] was quickly torn to pieces by the angry Primarch and Astartes.

But General Zhuo showed no emotion at all.

To this mechanic, the [Cybernetics Corps], [Skiritars], and even this huge Mechanicus fleet are nothing more than disposable items.

As long as they can help the Fabricator-General complete his great plan to control Terra, all the losses will be worth it.

The second batch of [Intelligent Control Legion] was once again sent into the battlefield under the will of the Forging General.

But the ending that awaits them remains unchanged.

The enraged Primarch and Astartes once again tore this cold mechanical legion into pieces! The only difference was... the Astartes suffered casualties in this battle.

Then came the third batch, the fourth batch...

The [Intelligent Control Corps] and [Church Guards] controlled by the Casting General seemed endless!

The huge battleship deck was already filled with mechanical wreckage that was emitting electric sparks, and the dark green lubricant that exuded a strange smell was flowing freely like blood...

This is an extremely brutal war!

Of the five hundred Astartes who followed the Primarch, more than half have already returned to the Golden Throne! The surviving warriors are also covered in scars and blood.

The bodies of the loyalists have reached their limits, but the numbers of their enemies, the [Intelligence Control Legion] and the [Skiutas], show no sign of decreasing at all.

This warship is the home of the Casting General! If the consumption continues like this, then the only outcome waiting for the loyalists is death.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the best solution is to carry out a decapitation operation! As long as the head of the Casting General is cut off, the crisis faced by the loyalists will naturally be resolved.

The wounded Astartes and the Custodes gathered together all their strength and launched the final charge around the Primarch.

The glorious Imperial warriors gave up their defense! They shouted the names of the Emperor and the Primarch, and used the chainsaw swords that had long stopped turning to cut through all obstacles for the Primarch.

Dozens of Astartes fell on the road of the charge. At the cost of their lives, they successfully delivered the Primarch to the heavily protected Fabricator General.

"Your strength is amazing!" There was a hint of imperceptible surprise in the cold mechanical voice of the Casting General.

The Primarch has disappeared in the galaxy for ten thousand years! All of the Forge General's understanding of the word "Primarch" comes from the official records of the Mechanicus and the Empire.

But there is always a deviation between records and reality.

It turns out that the Casting General still underestimated the power of the Primarch!

Through careful calculations, the oil man knew very well that he had no chance of defeating the Primarch! But... the Casting General still did not intend to surrender.

"I will give you a glorious death here!" A dangerous red light flashed in the mechanical eyes of the Casting General.

With the crisp sound of gears and springs running, the bloated body of the Casting General slowly unfolded! Hidden under that bloated body were hundreds of high-energy weapons.

The [Particle Cannon] mounted on the chest of the Casting General began to charge, and a light filled with the aura of destruction flowed in the cold chamber.

This [Particle Cannon] is a legacy from the Golden Age. Its power is so strong that it can easily destroy a "Poison Blade" super heavy tank.

But no matter how powerful it is, it is useless if it cannot hit the target.

The Primarch's terrifying speed had exceeded the capture limit of the mechanical eye! Even though the Casting General had overloaded his [Data Processing Chip], his vision still couldn't keep up with the Primarch's speed.

Swoosh!!!

A sound that made one's scalp tingle was heard.

The sharp sword blade cut through the barrel of the [Particle Cannon] like cutting tofu, and destroyed several pipelines in the body of the Casting General.

The dark green lubricant slowly flowed out along the gap in the pipeline! From this point of view alone, there is not much difference between the so-called [Casting General] and the soulless machinery of the [Intelligent Control Legion].

"Are you ready to die?" The Primarch's words were filled with chilling murderous intent.

The Forge General faced the murderous intent of an Emperor's own son at close range! However, this aura that was enough to make an Astartes tremble did not make the oil man feel any fear.

The [central processing unit] embedded in the brain of the Casting General had already given the best answer to this unfair battle.

Die together with the Primarch!

The lifelong dream of the Fabricator-General is to let the [Mechanicus] rule the Empire. For the [God of All Machines], he is willing to sacrifice his soul, life and everything.

A device hidden under the bloated body of the Casting General began to flicker! It was a [Nuclear Energy Seal] that glowed with a faint yellow light.

This madman implanted a miniature nuclear bomb in his body!

A miniature nuclear explosion can indeed kill the Primarch! But unfortunately, the Primarch has already seen through the Forge General's intentions.

The Emperor's Sword, overflowing with spiritual energy, stabbed down mercilessly, and the surging golden spiritual energy instantly stopped the chain reaction within the nuclear bomb.

"Now, it's time to go to hell and repent for your betrayal!" The Emperor's Sword, glowing with an icy blue light, pierced the head of the Forging General.

After countless mechanical modifications, the Casting General has eliminated weaknesses such as the heart and throat.

The only way to kill this oil man is to destroy the central processing unit located in his brain.

But just before the Emperor's Sword was about to pierce the betrayer's head, a magnificent scepter adorned with gold and gems pierced the Primarch's heart without warning.

This is just a decorative scepter used to show authority! In terms of the material that makes up this scepter, it is not even qualified to leave a scratch on the Primarch's [Holy Armor].

But it was such an ordinary scepter that made the Primarch feel a fatal crisis.