Chapter 631 Beast Battle: Combining the Fleet

The huge golden skull shimmered in the dim sunlight, its eye sockets were filled with darkness, and the two slowly raised magnificent cannon barrels above its head were shining with shining light. The light came from the barrels.

Several thick pipes extend from the base, and they penetrate into the gap between the two palace buildings.

Thick black pipes descended from the sky and hung from high places on the deck. Several huge mechanical arms descended from the surrounding walls and held them firmly with giant mechanical claws instead of sweeping them everywhere on the deck.

Impact on ongoing preparations on the ground.

After the closed cabin on the side of the heavy pipe was opened, one of the several energy tubes contained in it was pulled out. Strong arms wrapped around it and pulled it out of the dark pipe, "I'll count them.

Two-three, get ready!"

The veterans of the ground crew who were a little older yelled at the young ground crew behind them. They all rolled up the sleeves on their arms, and some took off their coats and joined the team wearing only a thin vest.

The abdomens of the female navy soldiers among them are full of smooth abdominal muscles, which look small and delicate when attached to their lower abdomens.

The men and women grabbed the branch pipe together from behind. The navy veteran waved to the servitor on the side, "You big tin bastards are coming here too." "Us?" "Otherwise? Are there other tin bastards here?

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"Come here quickly!" the veteran roared, and the arm holding the pipe suddenly exerted force, and strong muscles suddenly burst out from his arm, "Everyone! Pull!"

The veteran was pulled back violently, and the young people behind him also exerted their strength. Their military boots made a hissing sound when they stepped on the ground. The mechanical structures at the end of the hands of the servitors behind were violently jerked.

Open it, spray out a piece of air, and then exert force instantly. The rotating shaft of the elbow rotates, but it closes and locks instantly.

The pipe was being pulled tightly by the thick pipe, as if there was another group of people pulling it inside, as if they were competing in a tug-of-war with the navy members outside. "Use a little more force! One, two, three, pull!"

The muscles in the veteran's arms were all tense, like pieces of stone. He was holding on to the pipe tightly. The marines behind him also retreated with all their strength, leaving scratches on the ground with their footsteps, and the servitors behind them were even more

It left traces of light all over the ground.

The mechanical iron foot stepped on the ground, and the rotating shaft at the ankle joint roared and rotated, but it was locked tightly, and the entire button trembled violently, as if it was about to snap.

"This is not very common for you." A man leaned next to the veteran. He also pulled up his sleeves and grabbed the front end of the pipe with both hands. The veteran looked to the side and saw the back of the arm.

A hole opened between the skin, and a closed cover popped out.

The thing that looked like a human hand instantly changed its appearance. A mechanical cover popped open on the back of the hand, a cloud of smoke spurted out, and a long row of small rows of small rows were instantly opened on both sides of the elbow.

From the vent, billowing heat waves were sprayed out, as if a ball of flame had filled the air.

"Judge?" "That's it. It seems you need help, right? Lancelot is here to help." Vito said, holding the pipe with the mechanical arm of his right hand, and waved with the other hand to call for help.

The marines' bodies were instantly shrouded in a shadow. They raised their heads to look at him and saw a flickering winged helmet.

The top wings of the winged helmet walked under the light, came to the pipe, stretched out his arms, and hugged the thick pipe behind Vito. Vito glanced at him and smiled jokingly,

Then he raised three fingers toward the sailors behind him and said, "I'm counting three, two, one, three, two, one, pull!"

Following Vito's order, the people behind him immediately exerted all their strength. Lancelot half-knelt on the ground to match their height. The armor on the Space Marine's thighs rubbed slowly against his face, making a piercing scream.

At the same time, a large amount of sparks were sprayed out, and Lancelot's arm suddenly moved forward to grab the front half of the pipe.

Vito also pulled the pipe, and rows of heat pipes were opened on his mechanical right arm. Waves of heat radiated around his arm. His fingers that looked like humans clenched tightly, and then he suddenly moved towards

The last tug tightened the pipe that popped out from behind the cover door.

It made a hissing sound and clicked firmly against the door. Vito's other hand also grabbed it, and the leg wearing silver boots took a step forward, and the human hand also violently

When he exerted force, his muscles suddenly bulged out, and they looked like small space warriors in rows and rows.

Behind him, the real Space Marine's fingers suddenly grasped the pipe, and pulled it out like grabbing the soft neck under the armor layer of the Tyranids. The Tyranids' heads would be pulled out under this tearing force.

It was pulled apart, but the pipe in it was still quite strong, so it was pulled out instead of being broken.

It hit the ground hard, causing the marines who were pulling behind to step back and sit on the ground. The sweating men and women patted each other's shoulders, took each other's arms and pulled them up.

There was a burst of pain, and they all shook their palms with a wry smile.

The veteran sat on the ground, rubbed his upper arm, and stretched out a hand in front of him. The mechanical exhaust port on the seemingly human palm was closing. After closing, the gap also disappeared. Soon it looked like

It looks like a real human hand again, "It's not often that you do maintenance like this."

"But it's also the fastest." The veteran stretched out his hand to hold the hand, and he was pulled up from the ground. "This way we don't have to wait for the maintenance vehicle of the Mechanicum to arrive. Our people can directly change the line. After all, it will be done right away.

There's going to be a war."

The veteran said, turning around and waving to the ground crew beside the transport truck. The latter immediately nodded and unloaded several large tool boxes from the carriage. Several people worked together to carry them on their shoulders and ran to the truck.

When the pipeline came out, the navymen on the side smiled jokingly and patted the squatting maintenance personnel on the shoulders.

"Come on, try to make it as reliable as possible. Our arms are useless. We can't pull them out again when the machine suddenly crashes." The navy on the side rubbed his shoulders and said with a smile, turning around to look.

He said to his comrades behind him, "After all, we asked the Adeptus Mechanicus to come over. It is estimated that by the time they arrive, we will have already gone to the Golden Throne to have breakfast for the next day." "Hahahahaha!"

People laughed, hugged each other's shoulders and sat on the pipe. Vito glanced at the Mechanicus priests who were also on the gunnery deck. They looked back and murmured in a low voice, "Flesh and blood waste."

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After saying that, they continued to turn around and study the several tablets held on the mechanical arms after standing up. The priests of the Mechanicus gathered together and pointed at the surrounding weapon arrays with their hands. The servitors were standing on the tall

In front of the wall-like integrated data board, a small welding gun on his arm was blowing flames on it.

"How long will it take for you to be ready?" Vito asked, leaning against the pipe with one hand on his hip. He raised his arm and rotated the wrist of the manipulator. The ion cannon extended a small part from it, but quickly retracted it.

"In a few minutes, the light spear will be ready to fire. We will calibrate its aiming unit so that it doesn't have to be misaligned." "It's best this way. Remember last time? Cole asked you to aim at seven o'clock.

Target, but you hit the target until nine o'clock, and by the way blew up the space station there, destroying our supplies." "We were hungry together for a month and a half before we found the next supply point."

"I promise it won't happen again, sir." "The best thing is, I can make an appointment with Ezio to cook grilled lamb chops for the next dinner party on the ship."

Vito leaned against the pipe, leaning here with his arms folded. Suddenly, a bright light shone down from the gap in the light spear pipe above, illuminating the parts of Vito's mechanical arm that had not changed back, and they all flickered.

A conspicuous beam of light was raised, and Lancelot was the first to discover the bright light above his head.

He raised his head and looked upward. Vito also raised his head with the veteran and saw the portal appearing above his head. The flashing door torn out of the universe spewed out a piece of lightning. Within the lightning, a silver

A skull appeared from it, followed by heavy artillery behind it, a dense group of automatic cannons, and rows of tall buildings inside.

The Judgment Angel holding a sword drove out from behind the halo of the portal. Behind her on both sides, the barrels of two light spear cannons turned around, pointing to the universe ahead like the sword she held.

The giant ship's plasma thruster roared violently, pushing the ship to appear from behind the portal. More portals flashed around it, and giant ships sailed out of them. The smaller ones

The frigates flew alongside the largest battleship, like swords suspended around it.

The same giant ship was not the same. Behind the huge dark side of the planet, the dense flashes of portals almost illuminated its dark surface. The flickering halo was like the rising sun, lighting up the entire surface of the planet.

"It seems our friends are here, keep up the hard work, I'm going to entertain the guests first." Vito patted the veteran's sore shoulder. The latter's expression changed, and then he pressed his shoulder and nodded to Vito, and then

The soldier then glanced at Lancelot and walked away. The latter also glanced at the veteran and nodded to him before following him.

The veteran stood under the barrel, looking at the cosmic night sky above his head that was lit up by a teleportation flash. The dark cosmic background became colorful under the subspace waves released from the teleportation gate, like a palette in the hands of an artist.

That way, and they, those battleships were sailing on that surface.

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Vito passed by the corridor outside the bridge. He looked at the flashing portal outside the window. Battleships came out one after another. Smaller frigates ejected instantly, as if they appeared suddenly, and those huge ones

The others moved slowly, slowly appearing from behind the door under the roar of the propellers.

Another battlecruiser of the same level as the Infinite Frontier sailed out from behind the portal. The flames ejected from the huge propeller at the end of it pierced the curtain of the universe, shining the gorgeous firelight on Vito's face, and also

Behind him, on Lancelot's helmet, the dark angel's raised wings glowed with luster.

"It seems that there are quite a few people here, not bad." Vito turned his head, flicked his finger and walked out from behind the door on the side of the bridge. In front of the console and terminal on the side of the captain's platform, the navy man sitting at the table

When the officers and soldiers saw him, they turned around and nodded to him, but no one stood up.

Vito's ship did not want these boring etiquettes. He nodded to them and then walked past the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The gorgeous light shone in from the outside and shone on the officers and soldiers sitting around, making them and

The shadow of the console stretched so long that it almost covered the entire ground.

Vito walked over from the shadows, walked around the high platform, and walked up the stairs between the two short stone pillars lit by the propeller fire. On top of the stone pillars, he stood at the beak of the naval eagle.

The light flashes and flows towards the end of the bird's beak.

Vito walked up to the high platform, "There are a lot of friends here. I take back what I said before, we are still very popular." "Popular people will not be late." Cole said, standing beside the holographic terminal with his hands behind his back.

The bust images of all the battleship captains who arrived here flashed around him, and their names and ship numbers appeared underneath the images.

The captains wore different uniforms, some were the blue of the Imperial Navy, some were the gray military uniforms from the Sector Defense Fleet, with long windbreakers and capes, and some were luxuriously dressed and held a diamond-encrusted scepter.

Rogue traders, including even a red-robed bishop of the state religion.

"People from the state church are also here?" "We came immediately after receiving your call, Your Majesty the Inquisitor." The bishop lowered his head and put his hand on his chest and said humbly. Vito smiled and turned aside.

Rogue Trader, he was wearing a dark green luxurious top, "What about you? Rogue Trader, have you also remembered your loyalty to the Empire?" "We have always been loyal to the Empire, but... I also hope to sell the Inquisition a favor.

My fleet is at your service, my lord, and I hope you will remember my kindness." "Oh, I will, if we do not die."

After Vito said that, the Imperial Navy captain beside Rogue Trader looked over, "What are we going to deal with?" "That thing is on the other side of the planet. It is very conspicuous and is as big as a planet."

A battle moon." Cole said, looking at the captain with his hands behind his back. The latter was immediately stunned. He frowned and the Imperial captains around him looked at each other.

"Battle Moon?" Another captain said carefully. He and the captain on the side looked at each other, "What Battle Moon?" "It's the Battle Moon you all talked about when you were in military school. Five thousand years ago, the attack

The kind used by the green skins of Terra, you should know it, unless you didn't pay attention in class."

Vito said with a joking smile. The captains in front of him all looked at each other and whispered among themselves. The Rogue Trader also held his chin in thought and touched the many gems on the top of his scepter with his fingers.
To be continued...