Not only was Titus shocked, but the members of his kill team beside him were also dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Although the Warhound Class Titan was a scout Titan, it was still a true Titan, an out-and-out God Engine, a god of war.
It was taken down just like that, and with only one blow.
At this moment, they all felt that this world was somewhat unreal.
"With this kind of combat power, if he were to kill Orks, wouldn't he just soar?"
Beren shot and killed a Skitarii soldier nearby, blowing up his head, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.
"Ordinary Orks aren't even worthy. Only those of the 'Beast' level can fight a Living Saint," Kael said.
Beren's chainsword shredded the body of a mutant beast.
"It's just a pity that the Warp Storm is raging too fiercely now. Otherwise, we would have to send a message to Baal and spread this footage. Those bloodsuckers would definitely be roaring with excitement."
"It's easy for a Living Saint to disguise himself and fool those little Angels."
Kael deeply agreed with Beren's words.
"This is very Imperial, but it's not scientific at all!"
Darius also joined his teammates' conversation and started complaining.
"You need to tell those Warp Daemons the word 'scientific', Tech-Priest," Olfa said.
...
Moriou the Sage, the loyalist leader of Las Forge World, witnessed Alex killing the Warhound Class Titan through the shared vision of the Alpha-level units on the battlefield.
In an instant, he felt as if his logic core was about to overload and burn out.
According to his calculations, a fleshy body could never defeat a Warhound Class Titan.
However, such an impossible event happened right before him.
"Gears and hammers, this must be the great power of the omnissiah."
After a long time, Moriou the Sage uttered this sentence.
Everything incomprehensible is a miracle of the omnissiah.
"Victory will surely belong to us."
"For the omnissiah."
"..."
The Mechanical Priests next to Moriou the Sage performed the Gear Ritual one after another.
The shock on their faces was no less than the Sage's.
At this moment, the impression of Alex = Living Saint = omnissiah's messenger was firmly imprinted in their minds.
Among the many Adeptus Mechanicus members of Las Forge World, there had always been doubts about the Imperial Living Saint.
After all, he was too unconventional and showed no respect for the Adeptus Mechanicus's tenets, wantonly desecrating the omnissiah's creations.
But from this moment on, all doubts would vanish.
Such power, besides the omnissiah's blessing, had no other explanation.
...
"By the omnissiah, what mighty power is this!"
Kael, the commander of the Hunter Titan Order, piloting the Warlord Class Titan, Wrath of Las, was also shocked by this scene on the battlefield.
Sitting in the pilot's seat, Kael's eyes were tightly closed.
The dense data conduits inserted into the back of his head allowed the Titan's divine perception to replace his physical sight and hearing, truly integrating him with the Titan.
Through the visual module of the Wrath of Las, he clearly saw the entire battle process.
The Living Saint, holding a spear, descended from the sky and, with a single blow, turned the Warhound Class Titan into burning wreckage.
Beside the Warlord Titan, the pilots of numerous smaller Titans and Knight Mechs also displayed shock and disbelief.
How could a fleshy body contend against the God Engine?
However, that Imperial Living Saint did it.
The sound of war horns blared from the loudspeakers of many Titan God Engines, solemn and majestic, shaking the entire battlefield.
They cheered for the Living Saint and played the desperate final chapter for the enemy.
And at the other end of the battlefield,
Many Zaku Mechs formed a phalanx, advancing under the dense artillery fire from the city walls.
"The Guide is as consistently stable as ever," Little Fatty also saw this scene, already somewhat unfazed.
After all, when they went to support Macragge, the Guide had fought against a Khorne Greater Daemon.
Now, being able to tear apart a Warhound Class Titan with his bare hands was nothing incomprehensible.
"Doesn't this just show that our feeding has been very successful? Think about when he first came in, the Guide was still being chased by those monsters," Pigtail said with a playful, insincere smile.
"The harder we work, the stronger the Guide becomes," September Ninth's voice also sounded in the communication. "It's all thanks to our hard work and dedication."
"This game shouldn't be called 'Warhammer OL'; it should be renamed 'The Imperial Living Saint's Cultivation Plan,'" Brother Pian chuckled.
"Hahaha, indeed, indeed, this game should be renamed," Little Fatty nodded, deeply agreeing.
...
In the regional chat channel, various messages were also flooding the screen.
Tenjiro: "Oh my goodness, when will I be half as awesome as the Guide? Then I can beat Ahriman black and blue."
Zigman: "Don't even think about it in this life. In the next life, remember to reincarnate in the laboratory beneath the Himalayas."
Dragon Lobster: "As a result, before he even developed, he was discovered by the Emperor, grabbed, and instantly refined."
Zhuge: "I opened the Guide's life diary, and it was densely filled with two words—Cheating."
Warmaster: "You're tampering with this, aren't you afraid that Zhou Shuren will come looking for trouble?!"
Zhuge: "What does my tampering with Brother Lu's words have to do with Zhou Shuren?!"
Warmaster: "For a moment, I was speechless."
...
"For the God-Emperor, for glory!"
Alex flew into the sky, raising his war spear high, and golden radiance erupted, making him seem like a sun.
Skills like [War Cry], [Blessing], and [Light of the Emperor] all burst forth, buffing the Imperial forces.
Amidst his roar, the Imperial soldiers entered a state of frenzy, shouting the same slogans and charging towards the enemy.
Unlike the Imperial forces, the rebels were filled with fear.
Alex's performance made them realize they were fighting a legendary demigod.
Only Primarchs, mentioned in ancient myths, possessed the power to contend with the God Engine.
The various Imperial forces launched a fierce offensive, and the artillery fire became even more intense.
The rebels' morale collapsed, and fear consumed the heart of every single one of them.
They no longer had the courage to continue fighting, abandoning their armor and fleeing in disarray.
With the ground forces routed, the enemy Titans fell into a desperate situation with no support.
They not only had to guard against attacks from Imperial Titans but also from harassment by ground forces.
Under the fierce assault of the Imperial forces, they quickly fell, turning into burning wreckage on the ground.
After clearing the enemies outside the city walls, the Imperial forces launched a full-scale offensive on the Forge Spire stronghold.
...
Rasti Hive was incomparably magnificent, composed of countless grand foundries.
Now, every foundry was working, operating at overcapacity, producing shells and war machines.
Magnificent high walls stood at the city's edge.
A massive void shield formed a dome, enveloping the entire Forge Spire, blocking the fierce artillery fire of the Imperial forces.
"Hold on at all costs."
Moriou the Sage issued a death order.
No matter what, they had to hold on, to buy himself time to complete the research on the Paradox Engine.
Unfortunately, it was all wishful thinking.
...
Rasti Hive, in a certain energy node control room of the main reactor.
Mechanical Priest Nesegath was monitoring energy readings, and the Cogitators arranged on the wall were ticking.
The holographic screen projected into the air showed energy readings constantly fluctuating and refreshing.
The Imperial forces were bombarding the Rastibi Hive City, and energy had to be meticulously allocated to ensure the Forge Spire was not destroyed by the Imperial artillery.
+++WARNING, ERROR AT A NODE+++
A Servitor trembled, reporting an error.
"AL-144-CV-1754, go check it," Nesegath ordered a Tech-Priest in a red robe.
The other party obeyed his command and walked out.
However, after a short while, that Tech-Priest went offline.
Nesegath's eyes showed confusion.
He tried to call the Servitor but received no response.
"Is there a malfunction?"
Nesegath stepped out of the control room.
At this moment, the lumen lamps began to flicker, and finally, the entire control room plunged into darkness.
A strange laugh echoed in the darkness.
+++DETECTING ABNORMAL LIFE SIGNAL+++
An armed Servitor emitted a mechanical sound.
The three Servitors beside him also repeated it.
All had undergone extensive modifications, capable of extreme rotation defying human limits.
"Who?" Nesegath looked panicked, his bionic eye scanning the darkness, but finding nothing.
"I am the Emperor's Wrath, I am the Midnight Lord, I am the Punisher, I have come for you."
The voice, like a ghost, echoed in the control room, making one's Scalp crawl.
But the Servitor was still unable to capture the target, and panicked voices echoed in the control room.
+++Locking on, executing annihilation protocol+++
The Servitor announced as it activated the massive bolter on its arm.
The heavy bolter fired, and the ejected casings clanged.
The bullets fired did not hit the enemy.
Instead, they landed on the servants and slaves in the control room, instantly shattering them.
After friendly fire, the Servitor did not stop firing.
It continued to strafe, shattering other calculating Servitors that were working.
Nesecagas scanned those areas, but there was no trace of any enemy.
It was as if the enemy didn't exist, just an imagined phantom.
"Stop," Nesecagas shouted, ordering the Servitor to cease fire.
+++Receiving command, terminating kill protocol, awaiting new orders+++
The Servitor stopped.
Nesecagas breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked to the shattered corpses and scanned them, hoping to find a clue.
"You've done something annoying. If you hadn't made them stop firing, I would have spent less time dealing with these people."
A voice sounded behind Nesecagas. He turned his head and saw a pair of crimson eyes.
"I am the Midnight Specter, I am the executioner of damnation, I am Batman, the guardian of Gotham, the lifelong enemy of the Joker."
Batman's tone was mocking; he didn't wait for the other party to speak.
Sharp claws instantly pierced the body of the Mechanical Priest in front of him, destroying his logic engine and processing core.
Nesecagas died before he could react.
"It's just a shame I don't adhere to the no-kill rule."
Batman withdrew his claws, and the Mechanical Priest's corpse slowly fell to the ground.
+++Controller deceased, kill protocol reactivated+++
When the armed Servitor fired again, Batman had already fled his original position.
Screams once again echoed in the room.
The armed Servitor slaughtered everyone in the control room, then was torn to pieces by Batman, who was a Midnight Lord.
When everything was over, Batman stepped over the corpses on the ground and walked to the control panel.
After inserting a virus program chip into the control panel, he turned and left.
A moment later, a series of error codes appeared on the screen.
Soon after,
Boom!
A terrifying explosion sounded.
The out-of-control energy device was like a powerful bomb.
It instantly destroyed buildings within several miles; the power of the explosion was terrifying.
The energy supply was cut off, and several shields flickered and died.
The besieging Imperial forces quickly noticed the breach.
And this was just one of the destructions caused by the infiltration squad.
In the main information control room, hundreds of millions of data cables converged.
Servitors connected to the main computer sat here, linked to the database, sifting through information streams from different areas.
They mumbled incessantly, repeating received commands and phrases.
Automatic scribes ticked, and information conduits hummed continuously.
The Adeptus Mechanicus monitoring the area ceaselessly urged servants to replace damaged components to ensure smooth information flow.
However, the next second, the armed Servitors standing by suddenly twitched.
The overloaded data instantly burned out their brains.
Mechanical components sparked brightly.
Then they all fell to the ground, lifeless.
Only a few remained intact and unaffected.
The Adeptus Mechanicus walked over to inspect the fallen Servitors and found that they had all been infected with a virus specifically targeting flesh-mechanical constructs.
+++This is a great disrespect and blasphemy against the Machine+++
The Adeptus Mechanicus felt enraged. He issued an order to the remaining armed Servitors.
Mechanical thought was transmitted to the armed Servitors' brains via neural networks.
+++You are to check for intruders+++
The armed Servitors left the main information room, but one did not move.
+++Execute my command, or you will be melted down and reforged+++
The Adeptus Mechanicus walked over, continuously issuing commands through mechanical thought.
The armed Servitor was indifferent to the threats, instead aiming its melta gun at the Adeptus Mechanicus.
+++Alpha-ER-35, mission directive error, immediately modify+++
"Sorry, unable to modify."
When the armed Servitor spoke, the Adeptus Mechanicus's eyes widened instantly.
Clearly, the other party was not Alpha-ER-35, but an intruder.
"Who are you?"
"I am Alpharius."
The armed Servitor grinned, revealing a human-like smile, then pulled the melta gun's trigger.
A scorching beam of light erupted, instantly obliterating the other party's upper body.
"You can also call me Joker."
Joker looked at the half-remaining Adeptus Mechanicus, his voice light.
After quickly setting up the bomb, he hummed a tune and left.
Once he reached a safe distance, he sent the detonation command.
Instantly, the entire main information room was engulfed in the flames of the explosion.
The network connecting various units on the battlefield was instantly cut off.
Countless Adeptus Mechanicus units showed bewildered expressions, uncomfortable with the sudden disconnection.
The backup network was quickly activated, but it still caused several minutes of chaos.
The infiltration squad's actions caused continuous breaches in the once impregnable defense line.
The Imperial forces seized the opportunity and broke through in one fell swoop.
Large numbers of Imperial forces poured through the opened breaches.
Thousands of Astartes, millions of Astra Militarum soldiers, in addition to Titans, Knight mechs, and overwhelming numbers of drones and Warhound-class intelligent combat automatons.
They surged into the Rasti Hive World like a tide, firing and shooting at every armed enemy.
The former slave laborers also rebelled en masse, using stolen weapons to resist their overseers.
Soon, the Rasti Hive was completely overrun.
"This does not conform to logical calculations! You shouldn't have broken through so quickly!"
When the Warmaster and others rushed into Galamond's laboratory, he roared hysterically, unable to accept his defeat.
He tried to fight back, but his weapons were quickly disabled.
He was ultimately subdued and captured by the Players.
As for why he wasn't simply shot dead,
It was purely because capturing him alive yielded greater rewards.
The news of the Rasti Hive's fall plunged the rebels of the Las Forge World into despair.
Their void rights were taken away, and even their last hope of turning the tables was gone.
They had no choice but to die.
Alex and Cortana entered the laboratory for studying the Paradox Engine.
The laboratory covered a vast area, with equipment stretching endlessly like small mountains.
Countless cables, like giant snakes, lay scattered on the ground, winding and crawling, connecting numerous devices.
And in the central area of the laboratory was a gleaming silver metal platform.
Suspended above the platform was a house-sized spherical black construct.
Between the cracks covering the sphere, the light of paradox surged, as if a sun was hidden within.
"Cortana, research this Paradox Engine."
"Yes, Master."
Cortana was very fast, and soon produced a detailed report.
The Paradox Engine could not only form a light column in the Warp like a Warp Beacon, guiding ships through the Warp,
But also continuously draw energy from the Warp, thereby allowing the controller and species to achieve sublimation.
Ancient alien races once tried to use this machine to evolve and become higher-dimensional beings.
Undoubtedly, this race ultimately failed and was swallowed by the Warp.
During humanity's Golden Age, colonists who came to Calixis Sector excavated this device and tried to perfect it, but unfortunately failed.
When the Human Empire established its government in the Calixis Sector and re-established human rule,
The oil-stained Mechanical Priests of the Las Forge World dug it up again during their archaeological expeditions and secretly studied it.
"Drawing energy from the Warp, achieving life-level sublimation, becoming the highest-dimensional being??"
Alex frowned.
This Paradox Engine, how did it sound so much like an Aether-Phase Engine?
It was just not large enough; if it were built as large as a star, it might succeed.
At this moment, a golden light screen appeared.
[Mission: Obtain Paradox Engine (Completed) Reward has been issued.]
A vast amount of knowledge poured into Alex's mind.
It was the technology for Lighthouse Version 2.0.
"It's time to upgrade the Imperial Glory and see how powerful Lighthouse Version 2.0 is."
Alex decided to use the resources of the Las Forge World to upgrade the Imperial Glory,
Transforming it into a heavy battleship and upgrading the Lighthouse to Version 2.0.