The Creators: From Night City

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"What exactly did you go through, Titan? The residual psionic energy readings in your body are so high that the probe's machine spirit is about to scream."

A frenzied and overwhelming surge of emotions, grand sacred words, chilling flames, and those words flashed rapidly through Titus's mind.

But he didn't say these things aloud.

He didn't know if it was the emperor's will, a chaotic conspiracy, or just his own pure illusion.

“I must see the commander,” Titus said solemnly to the busy sage beside him, remembering his mission.

“The commander is waiting for you on the bridge. In fact, you woke up at just the right time.” The question went unanswered, but Natalia didn’t care at all.

From Titus's expression, she could vaguely guess what was going on.

A jar of azure-blue potion was respectfully brought out by a servant and presented to Titus.

"Use the slow-release medicine as you see fit," the sage said, turning away without looking back to continue his work.

When Titus arrived at the bridge, almost the entire Kill Squad had gathered there, along with the weakened navigator Mira.

Everyone stood solemnly, reviewing the information projected onto the command platform's starry sky under the commander's guidance.

“One hour and thirty-two minutes ago, we received a shortwave distress signal broadcast over a wide area,” a bridge officer explained to the crew.

"An industrial planet near the ship has been invaded by chaotic forces, and almost all defenses have fallen."

The commander, his face grim, stared at the industrial planet called Vessos and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"Commander, it has been confirmed that there are no Imperial Navy stations nearby. Due to the warp storm, the nearest navy is unable to conduct warp navigation before the storm subsides. If we travel by physical route, it will probably take several years."

"There is only one planetary defense fleet and two astral legions stationed nearby, both of which are already engaged in battle."

"But the situation is very bad," said the vice-captain, who had been promoted at lightning speed after the captain died suddenly when the ship jumped out of the subspace.

"Which two legions?" the commander pressed.

"Anta Third Regiment, the 'Claw of Fire' Armored Assault Regiment, with the support of the planetary defense fleet, has attempted to approach the planetary defense layer twice for airborne operations, but both attempts were repelled by enemy-controlled planetary anti-aircraft fire."

"The tides of the subspace are surging ever higher, and these chaotic enemies are probably plotting a huge conspiracy on this planet."

The speaker was navigator Mira.

Titus instinctively looked at the other person and found that the other person was looking back at him, supported by a servant.

The elegant and graceful navigator had now put on an exquisite metal goggles, completely covering her eyes.

Titus knew that the violent psionic energy had instantly blasted the other's eyeballs apart the moment it leaked out, and before he lost consciousness, he clearly saw that the other's eye sockets were already empty.

“We cannot allow them to commit such blasphemous acts on the territory of the Empire.” The commander made the decision immediately.

Deathwatch is not a Space Marine Chapter in the traditional sense, but a special forces unit established and led by the Inquisition.

Its sole purpose is to research, combat, and completely eliminate all aliens that threaten the human empire. Its main enemies are mostly the Tyranids, Necromancers, Orks, Eldar, or other unknown alien civilizations.

Chaos demons are generally considered a 'heresy' issue and are handled by the Demon Inquisition, a sister department of the Alien Inquisition.

But the situation is extremely urgent, and Deathwatch cannot simply stand idly by.

“Send a message to the nearby PDF fleet, informing them that we will join the battle, and have their supreme commander contact me.”

The commander made the decision without much effort.

"From now on, the entire ship is on high alert, and the members of the kill squad are on standby at any time."

The battle order had been given, and everyone on board the strike ship immediately became agitated.

"For the Emperor!" the commander shouted, and everyone else echoed the cry.

The century-old veterans of the killing squad immediately went into battle mode, while hundreds of orders were sent through the bridge to every department of the ship, and tens of thousands of ordinary laborers, technicians, and security personnel began to work frantically.

The massive Imperial strike ships immediately sprang into action.

"As for you, Titus, you and our navigator come with me. The priest and I have some things we need to confirm with you."

………………

"By the Emperor!"

The voices of the young were drowned out by the horde of corpses, and life slipped away silently.

The fall of position 315 occurred within a mere five minutes, starting from the moment the enemy made contact.

The wide streets of Zhongchao provided the Chaos servants with ample room to maneuver.

Human wave tactics have been fully demonstrated on this planet.

May our souls return to the throne!

The shouts, mixed with explosions, were instantly extinguished in the communications.

The soldiers at position 316 didn't even need their company commander to relay the news; they could hear the explosions coming from the next block just by listening.

Of course, there was also the thunderous roar of the surging crowds.

A PDF recruit trembled as he raised his laser gun, aiming the scope at the street corner.

Soon, an enemy appeared on the crosshair.

"Fire!" Without the slightest hesitation, the company commander pulled the trigger along with the order.

Without hesitation, the recruit pulled the trigger, and the scorching beam of light charred half of the enemy's head.

She was a teenage girl with two neat braids and a plump face, and it was clear that her parents took good care of her.

But this once innocent face was now filled with endless resentment. The malice from the subspace twisted her features into a demonic shape, and her pure eyes were now filled with murky bloodlust.

The Heart Eaters can no longer be called human; demons corrupt and devour their souls and manipulate their bodies with psychic power.

These people are magical versions of zombies.

Chapter 960 The Void Shield of the Mechanical Temple

They died like wheat in a hail of bullets, but they also used their bodies to give the more unclean and profane things behind them a head start.

Several wizards raised their staffs and drove a 'mountain of flesh' with a hundred arms and legs, a thousand eyes and ten thousand ears toward position 316.

Its body was covered with twisted faces that were still howling and screaming in agony, and a huge patch of charred brown remained on its massive body, the result of the suicide molten metal bomb attack by the soldiers on the previous position.

Laser gun attacks cannot penetrate the surface, while bolt gun bullets can only embed themselves shallowly into the fat.

The gasping sounds, which sounded like groans and howls, had a corrosive effect, causing some people with weak wills to lose heart and morale.

"Fire!!"

The company commander roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Heavy bomb guns and twin-barreled loggers finally began to voice their opinions on the war.

However, the speech that held everyone's hopes was firmly blocked by an invisible psionic shield, and the harsh reality shattered the illusions of all the soldiers in the entire position.

Death drew ever closer as the 'foolish one' slowly moved on.

All the soldiers knew that the time had come for their souls to return to the throne.

But some people think differently.

A sickening roar of engines echoed from high above.

A three- or four-meter-tall metal giant, propelled by a vector engine on its back, leaped hundreds of meters, cleaving a three-meter-tall giant chainsaw into the body of the 'Fool', and then pressed down hard with the momentum, causing bones and flesh to fly everywhere and limbs to fly off.

Before anyone could react, a second, similarly imposing figure crashed down, cleaving the unfortunate Chaos Wizards nearby in two.

Then, as if gods had descended, the third, fourth, and fifth giants, carrying the force of wind and thunder, successively crashed into the enemy ranks. The enormous shockwaves tore apart flesh and blood, blooming into flowers of blood and flesh.

The adamantine plating gleamed dazzlingly under the lights of the central nest, yet the apostles' carnage genuinely reassured the soldiers behind them.

Many of the PDF soldiers' legs went weak, and the moment they were freed from the clutches of death, they involuntarily knelt on the ground.

The emperor gained a large number of pure believers, and no one asked him whether he was willing to accept them.

The newcomer was none other than the [Arbiter], a heavy armored melee unit specializing in close combat and known as [Anti-Entropy].

The newly upgraded [Arbiter] heavy assault armor is adapted to the taller size of the Reforged Apostles, increasing from over three meters to over four meters.

At the same time, not only was the main material replaced with lightweight ceramic steel, which enhanced its defense while ensuring its mobility, but the armor surface was also insanely plated with a layer of refined gold.

If it weren't for the need to ensure the overall flexibility of the power armor, Jiang Bing would have preferred to replace the entire mech with refined gold.

Fortunately, the adamantite shield and the adamantite heavy chainsaw sword were enough to suppress one side.

In exchange for sacrificing ranged attack capabilities, the Arbiter gained a vector jetpack that allows it to briefly float in the air, expanding its battlefield dominance from two-dimensional to three-dimensional, thus greatly increasing its influence on the battlefield.

But rifles and artillery were still the absolute mainstays of the battlefield.

As dozens of towering 'Apostles' strode forward, steadily spewing death from their explosive guns, the tide of Heart Eaters only held out for a moment before dispersing like the receding tide under the command of the mastermind behind the scenes.

The demons are not stupid; they know to conserve their power when things are hopeless.

"The Emperor's angel!"

"By the Emperor!"

The commander wanted to go forward to greet them, but was left behind by the unstoppable main force, leaving only a few 'Apostles' responsible for guarding the rear to communicate with the other side about the enemy.

The steel torrent, like molten steel, burned everything in its path. In less than two Terra Standards, both the Demon faction and the still-defending PDF commanders learned of the existence of this mysterious Astartes force.

Industrial Zone 137.

As soon as the apostles' party entered the edge of the industrial zone, the resistance they encountered suddenly became fierce.

The Heart Eaters, serving as cannon fodder, are still everywhere, but unexpectedly, a large number of rare Tzeentch entity demon corpses have also begun to appear.

As the backbone of Tzeentch's army, the corpses of the Tzeentch Dreadlords littered the streets and alleys. Their iconic bird heads, horns, and rune-covered blue skin could be seen everywhere, gradually evolving with the passage of time.

Of course, many more defenders of the faith fell dead around them.

These fanatical soldiers, empowered by steel-modified prosthetics, energized by lethal chemicals, and driven by their fervent devotion to Om Messiah, launched a desperate charge against the demonic legion.

Traces of the thermal explosion were visible everywhere, with specks of plasma left behind after the plasma clusters evaporated and disappeared, resembling indelible mold.

The thick, large combat armor was melted by the Flame Demon's colorful psionic flames and collapsed to the side, with shell casings, blood, and engine oil lying alongside it, like inseparable burial goods.

The surroundings were eerily quiet.

Until the troops reached the vicinity of the Mechanical Temple.

This is the real battlefield.

The massive mechanical temple bared its fangs, countless war machines and cannons, like the quills of a hedgehog, spread out densely and bombarded the demons' ranks.

The demons were equally unwilling to back down.

The terrifying totem, constructed from flesh and bones, was overflowing with a shimmering blue light. As the demon with the most masterful control over psychic energy among demons, Tzeentch's psychic energy surged even higher with the support of countless souls.

A large bird-man, seven or eight meters tall, with wings, a beak, and sharp claws, leaned on a scepter and mobilized a vast amount of spiritual energy within the army formation. The energy gathered into a magnificent seven-colored flame that continuously bombarded the void shield of the mechanical temple.

This Tzeentch Archdeacon is a powerful spellcaster; its attack power alone rivals that of a finely crafted cannon. Its relentless psionic attacks are rapidly overloading the small void shield of the Mechanism Temple.

The Void Shield is a powerful energy deflection field, primarily used to defend against energy weapons (such as lasers and plasma) and high-speed physical munitions (such as macro cannon shells, missiles, and explosive bombs).

It can temporarily tear open an extremely small, short-lived, and unstable subspace rift in the real universe, and channel all the energy carried by the attack into the connected subspace.

This means that unless a continuous, powerful attack is used to overload the generator by causing the energy transfer rate to exceed its limit, no high-speed attack can penetrate this impenetrable barrier.

Of course, maintaining the Void Shield requires a massive amount of energy, and it is usually only equipped on large ships, giant Titans, or important fixed facilities.

In addition, the Void Shield is only good at defending against high-speed attacks, but not against low-speed attacks, which is its fatal weakness.

Therefore, even in the forty-first millennium, boarding and close combat still constitute a significant part of battles.

The Mechanical Temple is clearly qualified to be equipped with a Void Shield, and naturally, it will also make relevant defensive arrangements based on its weaknesses.

A large number of combat servo robots and Mechanicus Guardians formed a solid defensive line behind the Void Shield, while a formidable defensive line composed of several Ironclad mechs and a row of Casteran robots would ruthlessly annihilate any enemy who dared to attempt a physical breakthrough.

However, the psionic spells cast by the Tzeentch archdeacon are highly destructive to the Void Shield. As experts in manipulating psionic energy, they naturally know how to overload the Void Shield as quickly as possible.

The Void Shield, capable of withstanding hours of relentless bombardment from starship lances and macro cannons, was rapidly turning red under the continuous stream of psionic flames. Despite the temple's technical priests' desperate efforts to maintain a stable power supply to the force field generator, the overload index was still skyrocketing.

The outcome of the shield breaking was already a foregone conclusion when the Mechanicus retreated to their temple. Without reinforcements, the only difference was whether it would happen sooner or later.

Chapter 961 Killing Squad

Kill Squad.

The most basic combat unit of the Deathwatch Chapter.