NABC Chapter 370 The Rebirth of Agula
Chapter 370 The Rebirth of Agula
The wolf brothers are unusually patient in hunting.
Name and criticize the completely impatient white-scarred brats. They have been racing on the surface of the planet for dozens of hours, and the big fish below are tired, but they still don't stop.
If William hadn't stopped them, they probably would have allowed the Fengyun-class battleship to conduct a close-in assault, and I don't know if they could stretch it again.
The continuous bombardment of the light spears caused the sea surface temperature to rise sharply, and the Leviathan beasts felt uncomfortable with the water temperature. The low water pressure and the blows from the Imperial warships made them very angry and helpless.
Gradually, some Leviathans swam towards the depths of the seabed. The enemies above were too strong, so they chose to avoid their sharp edges.
The Leviathan sea monsters with offspring are even more violent. They dive down, jump up, and try to fly higher again and again. They cannot retreat. The offspring's ability to dive is not enough to avoid the deepest blow of these attacks. They must Drive the enemy away.
The submarine floats quietly, with vibration waves often coming from the surroundings, pushing it away, and the bloody smell spreads farther with the current.
"There's a Leviathan hatchling approaching."
"Go silent."
A young animal couldn't bear it any longer and followed the scent upwards. It needed too much food before it grew into an adult, and it should have stayed in the upper layers of the ocean where food was abundant.
"That Mechanicus man, it's time to release the bait."
"Based on the current relative positions of the two sides, 91%, 92%, 93% of the other party's traps bite the bait..."
"Then let it go."
A large piece of flesh and blood was thrown out of the hull, with a stasis bomb wrapped inside.
The Haemonculi's technology was indeed not stable enough when thrown out of our hands, so we also brought Balth with us.
Below, in the dark and deep abyss, Leviathan is rising. The rock-like skin looks to ordinary people like a mountain range rising from the bottom of the sea. The pitted skin is inlaid with broken shells, broken bones, and real rocks.
A dead fish with bloody flesh was floating in the sea and slowly sinking.
"Think Tank, hide our ships."
Bals waved his hand, and a thin layer of ice condensed slightly around the ship. The color was no different from the dark underwater world. The surrounding water flow was carefully controlled by Bals, so that after flowing a few meters past the submarine, It is completely consistent with the surrounding water flow.
Neither the sense of smell, the perception of water flow, nor the less reliable vision could detect the presence of a submarine.
The think tank's spiritual power has achieved complete control over the water flow around the submarine. Even if all the wolf brothers howl now, the vibration will not spread along with the water waves.
The larvae still had little experience, so it bit it in one bite. It was anxious to find food. Now it was a terrifying war that it had never seen before. It wanted to eat immediately and dive down immediately.
Rather than being affected by the war, it seems to be more afraid of being beaten by its mother. After all, of their species, even if it is a larvae, there are only a few people who can bully it, and the most powerful one is the one on top.
The explosion of a stasis bomb stagnates everything around it. This bomb is a weapon that locks the speed of this space-time, and the speed outside will slowly decay.
The submarine is about to start work.
"Bars, help us."
The surrounding water flow rotated and turned into a vortex, a strange reverse vortex flying upwards. The submarine and the stagnant target were moving upwards quickly, and pieces of decks unfolded and began to wrap around the stagnant larvae. Although it is only a few hundred meters long, it would require a very large transport ship to transport it.
Such as the kind that transports Emperor-class Titans.
The giant beast above discovered something abnormal below, and it called out, but received no response.
It jumped high and bit the transport ship that was trying to lower its height. After failing, it immediately sank.
Taking this opportunity, the transport ship successfully approached the sea surface, and there was a speed difference below.
The submarine quickly rose to the surface under the influence of psychic energy, "Leviathan is approaching."
Balth transformed his psychic powers, erasing all traces of himself and leaving a depth charge in place.
The Leviathan beast dived anxiously, calling for its offspring with increasing frequency.
It twisted its fish tail quickly and uneasily, causing huge waves on the sea.
This fluctuation was so great that the "big turtle" who had been "stacked" in the sea all his life came into contact with fresh air for the first time. The humid sea breeze blew the "turtle shell" with scorching air waves, and then swayed on the deck of the transport ship. He was smashed to pieces.
At this moment, everyone on the submarine was extremely nervous, "It's coming, full left rudder!"
The submarine made a sharp turn to prepare for the coming huge current. The depth charge exploded ten kilometers below them. The huge shock wave was quickly felt by the Leviathan mother body.
It rushed down in a hurry, barely paying attention to the stagnant water mass on the side.
The powerful fins fanned out a huge undercurrent, and the entire submarine adjusted within a second. The mechanical peak was nothing more than this. If the machine spirit was not happy, it could no longer limit the ship. The powerful power of the Primaris Astartes controlled it. Holding everything.
By the time the other party dived and discovered something was wrong, we turned around again and we were already on the surface of the sea.
The perfect success of the action...it's nothing.
The speed of the undercurrent exceeded the predictions of the Mechanicus, and the Leviathan beast once again set a new limit record, and they were sent all the way to the edge of the sea monster's territory.
From the side, another Leviathan sea monster is rushing towards this side crazily.
Seeing that it was approaching the submarine, the light spears from the sky fell more frequently and faster.
It also swam faster.
Can't I run if I can't beat you? It would be better for me to go to other Leviathan territories than to get beaten here.
The red torrent's offensive was so terrifying that it was frightened.
The submarine encountered the first wave of pre-turbulence, and was whipped by the current and rotated in place. A small amount of the shock wave penetrated Balth's spiritual energy and hit the outer wall of the submarine, causing the outer shell to undergo frightening deformations.
"Don't panic, wolf cubs. If the big liar Lucas is here, you will understand. The deep sea is not scary at all. You can swim up there wearing power armor and carrying a brother on your back."
"Oh, Rogier, do you look down on me? Believe it or not, I will let you turn into ice now and slowly float to the sea." Bals didn't even look back, concentrating on controlling everything.
The submarine made an incredible arc in the current, and then headed straight to the sea like a discharged cannonball.
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"The No. 1 transport ship reported that the waves on the sea are too big for us to land effectively." The flapping fish tail of the Leviathan mother body hurriedly dived, and the huge waves caused by it caused the transport ship to stretch urgently, and the waves below were rough. Unable to stop stably.
Bars's voice came into the communication channel, and he reported an aerial coordinate.
"We'll be there in three minutes."
"Upon arrival, open the hatch directly."
"But, it's at an altitude of five hundred meters. Please confirm the order."
"Captain Hopps, have you ever played alley-oop?"
Hopps:? ? ?
A black shadow with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared on the sea. The surrounding water waves collided with each other in a disorderly manner, like a subspace.
Hundred-foot waves rose on the sea.
Captain Hopps' expression was uncertain. A Leviathan might jump up below at any time. The bird-server observer was yelling, and the captain could visually see the huge Leviathan swimming rapidly in the distance. shadow.
"Transport Ship No. 1, requesting emergency evacuation."
"Agreed, close the hatch in thirty seconds and launch an emergency maneuver." Bals's voice was breathless.
Thirty seconds?
"Bang~~" The unloaded submarine quickly jumped out of the water under the inertia. The deck almost turned into a piece of twisted scrap metal due to the pressure. The light of spiritual energy wrapped a dark blue water ball and headed straight for the transport ship.
"Fire, fire quickly."
Captain Hopps clearly saw that behind the ball of water, the huge mouth of the abyss with a diameter of one kilometer had opened, pointing directly towards the transport ship.
"Eat the cannonballs, you bastard!"
A huge vibration came from the rear end of the transport ship, and Hopps made an immediate decision, "Close the door and dodge."
The transport ship moved sideways and made an emergency maneuver. The Leviathan beast used all its strength to grow its mouth. The annoying enemy was on top. This was the best opportunity in more than ten hours of torture.
The remaining fish bones between the bloody fangs were exposed, and the observer was so frightened that he urinated, and the brutal maw occupied his entire observation field of view.
I was looking straight into hell.
Captain Hopps shouted softly: "Fire."
This was not said to the transport ship, this was shouted in the communication channel.
In this world, there is a weapon that can almost ignore flight time.
The dazzling light of the light spear immediately descended and poured straight into the mouth of the Leviathan Siren. Heaven and hell are just a thought away. This is the best opportunity and the most dangerous trap.
The transport boat followed the emergency braking speed and began to rise, leaving the dangerous height.
...
After repeating the same trick a few times, we got enough Leviathan larvae. They were now bumping into the ship. In order to restrict their movement, energy chains locked all its fins, preventing it from swimming.
More than a dozen strike cruisers flew away slowly. Yifeng comforted the great sage of the Mechanicus with a smile on his face, "Oh, don't be afraid. Think about it, the Ultramarines also have fifteen strike cruisers and seven battle barges." , even without the Macragge's Glory, we still have much more military strength than we have now, and we are a normal war group."
The Great Sage almost couldn't help but curse out. There are three battle barges and fourteen strike cruisers flying in the sky. You have also planed away the Macragge's Glory. Do you still want to launch a Glory Queen-class battleship? ?
His mouth was quite honest: "Yes, yes, the Red Torrent Chapter has a strong military, and its fleet is as powerful as the Founding Group. With its military strength at its peak, it is truly the backbone of the empire."
"Okay, Great Sage, I suggest you go back and have a good discussion with the Forging World. I believe everyone is aware of the next transaction for that ancient treasure."
The great sage returned to the small sampan tremblingly. If you don't want to avenge this, then just write it down.
It's not like everyone can't see Lei Luo's military power, but Yifeng's military power is actually even more powerful, which is simply inhumane.
It’s time to discuss Plan No. 2, in exchange for the planet-class hull technology of the Golden Age Big Baby, the entire forging world, prepare to escape from here!
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"Agura, wake up, Agura, it's time for us to take action." The Word Bearer knocked uneasily on the door of the cabin covered with talismans. The battleship was about to arrive at Huron's territory.
A brand new martial arts conference is about to begin! The Skull Feast Tournament organized by Huron, Lord of the Red Pirates, invites talents from the subspace. The winner takes all, and the loser dies. All the players are top war gang bosses in the subspace.
And Agula, the white-scarred traitor who was beaten to pieces by the red torrent, is still in seclusion.
Talisman monk (crossed out), calligraphy master Agula lost his wolf hair pen and is now studying ways to strengthen himself on a dilapidated light cruiser.
The only ones following him were the "unrequited" Word Bearers and some followers of Slaanesh. Occasionally, Slaanesh demons would suddenly appear on the ship. This was normal. There was something wrong with Geller's position in corrupting the warship. Their laughter He wandered around, banged his head against the outer wall of Agula's room full of runes, and finally left angrily.
"Dong~~"
The entire battleship shook violently, and another battleship collided with it. It was a battle barge that was very rare in the subspace. The despicable traitor blew up Geller's position while traveling in the subspace after being corrupted. As a result, the entire ship was corrupted, and now it is here to show off its power.
The weak preyed on the strong, and the Word Bearer immediately ordered the warship to maneuver to avoid it, but the other party hit it without hesitation.
The Skull Feast Tournament requires chips. The smaller the force, the lower they have to start. In order to prevent too many fights from causing irreparable injuries and affecting subsequent games, they will choose to capture more. chips.
Just outside this demonic planet, there are many powerful war gangs wandering around. Within the designated area, they hunt down weak war gangs and seize ships and power.
Since I have waited, I will not let you leave easily.
The Chaos warriors immediately jumped to this side. There was everything in the Wufen Evil God's warband, and they screamed and rushed into the cabin.
The Word Bearers stood in front of the hatch with their last weapons in hand, the command room? Engine area? Just give it to them. Anyway, there are only two of us Chaos warriors on this ship.
The door creaked open, and the Word Bearer looked behind him in surprise, "Agula, did you succeed?"
The runes on the wall were sticky and stuck together, and the simple strokes across the hatch were like rubber bands at the moment, tightly framing the door and preventing the White Scar traitor from coming out.
"That's it, Agura, don't come out. It's dangerous outside. Stay inside first." The Word Bearer shouted loudly toward the inside, and the enemies on the side also heard the sound.
The traitor's attack burned through the entire ship like wildfire. A rusty traitor appeared from the end of the corridor, saw the Word Bearers and launched an attack.
The "tattoos" of witchcraft symbols on the Word Bearers' body were moving strangely, and the subspace power on his body was condensing. The Word Bearers warriors who could respond to the gods were by no means weaker than the Thousand Sons' spiritual power.
Suddenly, vines stretched out from under the traitors' feet and wrapped around the power armor. Pink-purple thorns squirmed softly and toughly on the broken armor.
"Nothing can stop the Rust Knight." The opponent roared, and the rust on the armor spread like a plague. Even the vines it came into contact with turned into rust, and the power armor brutally shattered everything.
He held a rusty sword and walked towards the Word Bearers step by step. A Chaos warrior holding a bolter also appeared on the other side, shooting at the Word Bearers.
The Word Bearer, who was flanked by two sides, was quickly at a disadvantage. He was knocked to the ground, his arm cut off, and the power claws scratched his body. Wherever the disintegration stance lit up, all the chaos spells were extinguished.
"Join us or die."
"I only protect this place." The Word Bearer struggled, "at all costs."
The sharp claws opened the Word Bearer's skull unceremoniously, and the red and white stuff was left on the ground, turning into gray dust when it touched the ground.
The Word Bearers are not valuable, but this power armor is quite valuable.
There are still many new recruits in the Rust Knight warband who don't have armor to wear. This time, in order to compete for the right to wear this power armor, I don't know how many new recruits will die.
The two turned their heads and carved the cabin full of runes.
"It's a treasure at first glance." The voice was sharp and harsh.
"Rust it, and everything will come to an end." It was like the nauseating sound made by the friction between an old millstone and sandpaper.
The rust is spreading, the knights are chopping, and two more Chaos warriors have arrived. There is nothing good about the whole ship. The only thing that can be praised is... is it a ship?
"Destiny also has an end." The power of the runes was fading, and the counterattack launched by the viscous black liquid simply spattered onto the attacker's armor.
Hot and full of toughness, the rusted power armor becomes brand new after being whipped, making the traitors of the Rusted Knights warband even more angry.
"Where's the melta gun? Bring it over."
The heavy melt gun held in both hands was lifted up step by step by the Dark Mechanicus chanting, and it was covered with slender and sharp black spikes. As the chanting progressed, it was being released one by one.
"Do we need to keep this gun like this? In the end, only I will be able to use it."
"Follow the will of the gods, you're not a novice anymore....are you?"
While the two traitors were discussing, a more powerful force broke through the door of the cabin.
The rubber band runes could no longer restrain Agula, who had entered a new realm. He pushed open the door and put his big hand close to the door, where all the chaos runes flowed to his body.
Several Chaos Warriors immediately launched an attack, and they didn't even see what kind of monster came out of them.
Agura was big, as tall as the Plague Guard warriors, but he was fast, as fast as lightning.
His body is extremely unstable, as if it will collapse at any time. There are no runes written by black "soul ink" on the flesh and blood. The flesh and blood naturally bulges, as if the entire body is made of flesh and blood.
With one punch, just one punch, the fist with lightning power shattered the head of the Chaos traitor. At the moment the opponent died, all the traitors could feel the phantom body in front of them solidifying.
"Devil, this is the devil's seal." The traitors who didn't know the truth roared and shot at him.
Agula stepped out of the room, half of his body was as black as an abyss, and the bolter sank into it like it was driven into a black hole, without making any waves.
"What a pity," Agura stepped on the Word Bearer's body. "You should have been the first soul to die."
The flesh that had been stripped of its armor was covered with burns and bullet holes. Agula crushed the two stopped beating hearts with one kick and turned to look at the Rusty Knights warband.
Agula, who had nothing left, used his soul as ink to dispel the weak body. Like Lorgar, he independently ascended into a demon and became the half-demon form of Chaos.
The runes written by souls are used to imprison the escaped life energy. He is a monster. The souls of the dead will be detained to write more witchcraft and build greater power. The life energy of the living will be extracted. In space, these energies are extremely precious, and the ethereal power linked to lifespan has been captured by the subspace when the traitors fell into chaos.
"Then bring your souls."
Agula opened his mouth and spat out, and the soul of the warrior who had just died turned into runes, which were automatically written on his body. Flames ignited on his dark body. This was the flame of purification.
Just like the spiritual invasion launched by evil gods of different forces, there is no special mention like Horus here, only the power of one evil god can exist.
The flames rushed towards the nearest Chaos Warrior. At first, the traitor did not take it seriously, firing blasphemous bolts as he advanced. But the flames grew stronger, burning with the power given to him by the Warp. The rust faded and the armor shattered. Flesh was flowing under his feet like pus.
Without the Warp, what remains of the Chaos Traitors? Nothing at all.
The traitors howled, the other Astartes around them confused as to what was going on, they had never understood the Warp.
Agura's speed is faster than theirs, and his psychic power becomes purer.
Before the rebellion, Agura was a White Scar think tank, and the rain of bombs was just a breeze blowing on his face. Now, his psychic powers are stronger.
"Your soul stinks, what should you write?" Agula stood on the traitor's chest, stretched out his arms made of flames with great interest, and wrote and drew in the air, surrounded by flame runes. His twisted body disappeared after a moment with the wail of his soul.
Not strong enough.
Agula looked at the corpses around him. Only he knew how thrilling it was just now. The power of the soul was constantly sucked into his body and written into new runes. He was like a robot, constantly carving new runes on other chips. The functions are then superimposed on the original chip.
Life energy always oscillates on the zero point line. Since quality is not enough, let's make up for it with quantity.
The massacre begins.
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Outside the Skull Contest, a maniac appeared who went on a killing spree. He killed all the Chaos believers on the ship until only the most basic sailors remained.
He has a lot of power, but he has no power. A single Astartes, with a huge fleet, came to this killing conference with huge profits.
According to the rules, he will start from the bottom, just as he wants, more fights, more corpses, more souls.
Agula is dead, and what is left behind is the "chip" carved with his soul.