"No! This is impossible! The great weaver of destiny will protect me! His unfathomable wisdom will eventually complete this great plan! The only thing you can get is failure and destruction!"

The Tau traitor stared at his face, which was dripping with blood, and even showed bones in some places, and howled wildly.

At this moment, one of his eyeballs has fallen out of its socket, and an electronic eye emitting red light is gradually taking shape in the construction of Shuoyou.

But even so, the subspace chaos power in this guy's body is still protecting his brain. Even if he uses mind magic to read memories and thoughts, he can only get some completely illogical garbage information.

"Yeah, then let's wait and see."

Zuo Si pursed his lips, revealing an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

He obviously didn't care at all about the clamor of this Tzeentch believer.

Because there were very few things on this planet that really concerned him, and most of them were in the huge laboratory deep underground.

So as long as the laboratory is guarded, Tzeentch can do whatever he wants with the rest. Even if he creates chaos and turmoil and drives out all humans on the planet, for Zuo Si, it is just a wave of souls harvested in advance.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What's more, as the Shimmering Oil has completed the entire planet, a large number of New Phyrexia creations are spread around every corner, even if it is an alien

Rats, flies and mosquitoes can't escape his surveillance.

As a person who has been involved in conspiracies and conspiracies for many years, Zuo Si knows that the best way to deal with a guy like Tzeentch is to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations.

No matter what, you can't be led by the other party, but you have to toss yours and I'll toss mine to see who suffers the greater loss in the end and who can't afford it first.

However, he felt that Tzeentch this time was more of a test and would not play too big a role.

Otherwise, it should be someone like the Daemon Primarch - Magnus, or Ahriman, the Chosen God of Tzeentch.

You must know that before the "Thousand Sons" rebelled and fell into the arms of the Chaos God of Subspace, they were the Astartes Legion who were the most knowledgeable and adept at using psychic powers in the entire human empire.

With the psychic technology they possess, it is actually not too difficult to conduct an ultra-long-distance subspace teleportation and launch a surprise attack.

Just as Zuo Si was admiring the wails of the Tau traitors during the completion process, and thinking about what tricks Tzeentch would play, far away in the deserted abandoned tunnels underground on the planet, dozens of people wearing dark blue and similar shapes appeared.

The tall figure with an exaggerated power mecha suddenly appeared out of thin air.

They looked very strange. Not only did they have two golden tentacles behind them that looked like vultures at the end, but the top of their helmets was extremely exaggerated and looked like a huge door panel, with two huge rubies inlaid in the center of the top.

Through the gaps in the power mecha, at least four slender, deformed arms can be vaguely seen, with creepy big eyes in their palms.

The most important thing is that the eyes under these people's helmets are burning with terrifying psychic flames, and the weapons in their hands are not ordinary Astartes bolters or chainswords, but a gold rod more than three meters long.

On the ruby ​​circle.

I have to say that just this mix of magic and technology makes people feel a bit baffled.

But these weird Astartes didn't think there was any problem at all. The leader even raised his staff and released an unknown spell, which instantly distorted the surrounding space, and then ordered without looking back:

“Check your gear immediately!

Remember, we only have fifteen minutes for covert action.

Once it expires, the blessings upon us will completely disappear.

In these fifteen minutes, we will go to the core area of ​​the underground laboratory and inject the chaotic power of subspace into it."

"Understood! Do you want to start teleporting now?"

Another Astartes asked in a slightly shrill voice.

"let's start!"

Following the command from the leading commander, these people instantly activated their psychic spells and disappeared one by one.

The next second...

They appeared out of thin air in uninhabited passages ranging from a few thousand meters to tens of thousands of meters above the horizon.

If not discovered, they will continue to teleport and draw an intricate labyrinth of tunnels, before once again making rapid psychic teleportations.

But if they are discovered by the New Phyrexia creations, these guys will show off the powerful combat capabilities of the Astartes, swinging power fists or releasing energy spells, instantly destroying the target directly, even the shining oil flowing on the ground.

Evaporate completely, without giving the other party any chance to issue an alarm or transmit information.

With this skilled and efficient teamwork, this group of mysterious Astartes warriors quickly built a huge network built beneath the planet's surface.

The densely packed tunnels extending in all directions like spider webs are used to produce various parts, and the assembly lines of pharmaceuticals are distributed in huge underground factories.

And all of this is done automatically from start to finish without even a single worker being involved.

If you are in the empire, you will probably be labeled a "heretic" every minute.

You must know that under the bureaucratic rule of the empire that has developed to the extreme, there are usually only two crimes that will be taken seriously and unlimited accountability, and one of them is heresy.

As for "small crimes" such as petty theft, burglary, robbery and murder, if it occurs at the lowest level of the hive city, law enforcement agencies will not even bother to pay attention to it.

After all, compared to these desperadoes who had to risk their lives in order to survive, what really worried them were the cults and chicken thieves (gene stealers).

About ten minutes later, these Astartes warriors discovered the laboratory hidden in the deepest part.

"No door?"

The commander holding the staff was obviously stunned.

Because he really couldn't figure out how the other party would get in and out of a laboratory if it didn't even have the most basic entrance?

"Not only is there no door, but even the psychic transmission has failed due to the interference of some unknown force field. We have no way to go in without alerting anyone. The only option at the moment is to use blasting or high-energy weapons to tear open an entrance.

."

Another Astartes warrior offered his own advice.

"There are five minutes left, you'd better make a decision immediately."

Another guy with a staff stood up and gave a reminder.

Terrifying psychic flames suddenly burst out from the commander's eyes, and he ordered immediately: "Let half of the men immediately set up positions and prepare to block the attack, and the rest will start blasting with me."

Following the order, these guys directly released psychic flames to open large holes in the thick ceramic armor layer, stuffed the tactical nuclear bombs and psychic bombs they carried with them, and then quickly retreated to support the protection.

force field.

In about half a minute, accompanied by a dazzling white light like a solar panel and a deafening sound, the horrific explosion quickly caused the underground network within a dozen kilometers around to tremble together.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The high temperature generated by continuous nuclear fusion even burned the ceramic steel that can withstand laser weapons, and the shock wave caused the channels to completely collapse and break.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As soon as the explosion ended, the leading Commander Astartes rushed towards the blasted crack.

But before he could rush into the crack, he was knocked back by a huge force.

boom!

I saw the man and his power armor doing a backflip in mid-air, and then hit the ground with a thud.

Click, click, click...

With a creepy grinding sound, a group of New Phyrexia creations made from Tyranid corpses poured out from the cracks leading to the laboratory.

And standing in the middle of them is the Demon Judge who was transformed from the corpse of Khorne's Skulltaker.

You don't need to ask to know that Zuo Si has long expected that Tzeentch would attack his laboratory, so he made arrangements in advance.

After all, there are now complete orcs, genetic samples of the original body, and subspace glitter oil No. 40. Any one of them can set off huge waves.

"Thousand Sons? Blessing of Tzeentch? It turns out that everything that happened before was just to create a cover for your raid. But if you want to invade the laboratory of the father of the great New Phyrexia, you can do it with just a few people like you."

Far from enough!"

As the last word blurted out, the Skullreaper raised the red-glow enchanted weapon in his hand with a grim smile, raised his sword and beheaded the Astartes commander who was stepping on his feet.

There is no doubt that these invading weird As-Ata are none other than the 15th Legion known as the "Thousand Sons". Its genetic original body is Magnus. It is said that his psychic talent and power are unparalleled throughout the world.

Second only to the Emperor himself in the human empire.

According to the emperor's own vision, he planned to let this "great man" sit on the Golden Throne in his place.

Unfortunately, Magnus was too self-righteous and fell into Tzeentch's scheme, opening a hole in the warp defense constructed by Terra, which directly led to the crazy influx of warp demons and the complete bankruptcy of the Webway Project.

Later, both the Thousand Sons Legion and himself defected to Tzeentch, becoming the most mysterious of all the Chaos Astartes.

Just when the Demon Judge was about to issue an order to launch an attack to annihilate these ignorant invaders, the headless corpse at his feet suddenly resonated with the subspace in some strange way.

In a blink of an eye!

Without any warning, his entire body exploded with a bang, releasing extremely violent psychic lightning centered on himself to the surroundings.

In just a few seconds, hundreds of New Phyrexia creations were completely incapacitated by the bouncing psychic lightning storm.

The Skull Snatcher himself was also burnt black from the electric shock, emitting a pungent smell.

"Come on! If you rush in, you will win!"

Another Thousand Sons commander holding a staff issued orders to his men, and at the same time released evil and cruel subspace magic to curse the enemies in front of him and restrict their movements.

Soon, creepy tentacles emerged from the subspace, breaking the barrier with the real universe, and quickly strangled the Skull Snatcher's hands and feet.

The evil mark symbolizing Tzeentch also appeared on his chest, constantly releasing a twisted power that could not be described in words.

Several other psychic spellcasters from the Thousand Word Legion simply summoned cursed warriors from the subspace.

Although they wear power mechas and look no different from normal Astartes warriors, they actually have no thoughts, no fear, and no emotions. It's just that their souls are forcibly bound to the power machines.
To be continued...