Although in the eyes of the Human Empire, this kind of space junk with no protection and only a small orbital gun array as firepower is not even as good as their own frigates.
But one huge advantage it has is that it is equipped with a "gravity drive", which allows it to "skip across water" in the gap between the subspace and the real universe to achieve superluminal travel.
Moreover, the Courier-class destroyers made great contributions to the early colonial expansion and trade of the Tau. Although the Tau high-level forces completely eliminated them at the military level after the Damocles Expedition, they were all handed over to the commercial fleet for use in accordance with the principle of waste utilization.
After all, no matter how light it is, this is a warship capable of conducting orbital strikes, and it still has an overwhelming advantage over low-level civilizations whose technological level has not yet reached the threshold of entering the universe.
In addition to the Courier-class, the commercial fleet led by Shaskel also includes Orca-class destroyers, Merchant-class light cruisers, Valiant-class heavy cruisers, and Explorer-class battleships.
As an armed commercial fleet of the Tau people, it is already quite luxurious.
Not to mention engaging in trade activities, it is not much different from the wandering merchants of the Human Empire. It is a large fleet that is enough for direct armed colonization.
Of course, the most important thing is that the appearance design and art style of the Tau fleet are much more beautiful than the stupid, big, black and rough human empire fleet.
Not to mention its weapons and protective capabilities, at least it looks pretty good.
However, if it comes to real use, Zuo Si obviously still prefers the Empire's macro cannon that can accelerate a shell the size of a building hundreds of meters high to nearly the speed of light, and then fire it out with one shot, triggering a nuclear fusion explosion with tens of trillions of equivalents.
After all, under the premise of ensuring that a planet will not be destroyed, this thing is the most lethal long-range weapon known to date, and it has a large and wide coverage area, making it extremely efficient in clearing enemy forces on the ground.
As for the main energy weapon, the light spear, on the one hand, its penetrating power is too strong and it can easily burn through the earth's core and cause the entire planet to explode. On the other hand, its attack range is too concentrated and it is impossible to carry out a devastating blow to a large area at the same time.
In comparison, the Tau's plasma weapons, electromagnetic weapons, and pulse weapons are obviously much inferior.
At least on the front battlefield, their warships were no match for the Empire's main fleet.
Not to mention the battleships, which are as huge as a city, even the protection and firepower of the heavy cruisers are enough to give them a hard time.
In fact, the Damocles Expedition initiated by humans only dispatched one battleship, ten cruisers and destroyers. The total number of 500 Astartes was also temporarily assembled by several chapters, and the rest were basically mortal astral soldiers.
Due to the long distance, lack of intelligence, and the arrogance caused by rampant bureaucracy, the Imperial high-level officials had no idea to what extent the Tau had developed, which ultimately led to the war ending in a very ugly way.
It's not that the Tau are militarily strong, it's simply that the Empire isn't taking it seriously.
In addition, compared to other alien races, the Tau are relatively civilized and communicative, and their location is just right to help humans resist those monsters outside the range of the Astronomican, whether they are orcs or the awakening Necrons. The two sides have maintained a fragile peace.
Just as information about the relationship between the Tau and the Human Empire kept flashing through Zuo Si's mind, the Messenger-class destroyer finally hovered on the huge platform in front of the spire.
Immediately afterwards, the hatch quickly opened under the action of electromagnetic force, and Shaskel personally escorted the traitor who defected to Tzeentch out of the cabin.
When she saw that the person standing in front of her was not a human, but an unknown humanoid creature made entirely of metal, she was stunned.
Because this has obviously exceeded the level of transformation of the Mechanicus.
Even the body, which was compressed from an unknown amount of metal, had formed a gravitational field around it that was comparable to that of a giant meteorite or even an asteroid, so that the detectors worn by the mecha kept flashing red light, symbolizing extreme danger.
"Why, you seem surprised to see me?"
Zuo Si asked knowingly as he glanced at these Tau people who looked a bit like a mix of Draenei and mermaid.
"No, I just thought that the one who ruled this planet should be a human. After all, this is the territory of the empire." Shaskel quickly came to his senses and explained.
“This was indeed the territory of the Empire before, but now the Empire has placed the entire star region under my rule.
Otherwise, from the moment the fleet jumps out of the warp, what will greet you is not friendly greetings, but overwhelming light spears and macro cannons.
I believe you should know how much the Empire hates and detests non-human alien races.
Although the current regent is a relatively enlightened person with political foresight, it is difficult for him to reverse the arrogance and prejudice formed over ten thousand years by his own strength. "
Zuo Si declared his absolute dominance over the Bottas star zone to these outsiders in a half-joking tone.
"So what kind of relationship do you have with the Empire?" Shaskel continued to probe.
Zuo Si answered very straightforwardly: "You can understand it as an ally to some extent. I provide them with knowledge, technology, weapons and equipment, medicines and other things, and they pay population as compensation."
"So you are independent, and these humans are no longer subjects of the Empire?"
Saskel's eyes lit up as he keenly perceived the information and great value contained in it.
"That's right!" Zuo Si nodded gently. "If you want to talk to me about establishing trade or promoting the concept of the Greater Good on behalf of your race, please wait a moment. Because there is a more important matter that needs to be dealt with now."
"He's yours now."
Of course, Shaskel knew what this "more important thing" referred to, and immediately pushed the traitor who was bound with shackles forward.
The Tau who had defected to Tzeentch staggered forward a few steps, then stopped and looked up at the oppressive metal body that was so close at hand, without a trace of fear on his calm face.
On the contrary, he looked extremely surprised and curious, even a little inexplicably ecstatic.
After seven or eight seconds, the guy grinned and asked, "You are the one who cleared the chaos code I injected into the electronic equipment in the spaceport? It didn't infect and control you?"
"Erase? No, no, no, I didn't erase those chaos codes. I just transformed them through some means and made them stronger and more perfect than before.
As for infecting and controlling me...
You seem to have mistaken one thing, that is, I am not a machine made up of mechanisms and circuits.
It's a life form that you simply cannot understand."
As he spoke, Zuo Si controlled Shuo You to tear open his body, revealing a huge neural network inside that was constructed by countless densely packed metal threads, as well as metal muscles that were constantly flowing like liquid but were actually as hard as solid.
No circuit!
No chips!
There is no complex skeleton or signal transmission! The only thing that can be understood is the huge and roaring oil engine at the heart position of the chest.
The sticky grease flowed at a high speed like blood, filling every corner of the metal body.
The invisible energy field that cannot be described in words crushes atoms and even atomic nuclei, rearranges them in an unprecedented way, and forms a terrifying forced interaction force.
What's even more terrifying is that its density is far greater than that of a white dwarf. With the current level of technology mastered by the Titans, most weapons cannot even have any destructive effect on it.
For a moment, all the Titans who saw this scene fell into deep shock and silence.
As an emerging civilization in the galaxy, their history is not long, and they know relatively little about other races and the warp.
Although the top leaders knew some secrets, they chose to conceal them rather than make them public.
"What...are you?"
The Tau traitor was obviously shocked and could no longer remain calm. Even his voice trembled.
Because all this was far beyond his cognitive limits, even to the point where it was completely incomprehensible.
"You can call me Soth or the Father of New Phyrexia. As for what I am, didn't the god you believe in tell you? Or did you not know what you were going to face when you came to the surface of the planet with your mission?"
While speaking, Zuo Si restored his torn body to its original state, then scooped up a pool of shiny oil with his right hand and poured it directly on the other person's face.
moment!
The terrifying power of the oil began to decompose the skin, exposing large areas of muscle and blood beneath the surface to the air.
As we all know, when a living creature is being treated for death, the first thing to do is to skin it alive.
This process is extremely painful, and can even make a person with strong endurance faint from the pain, or even go crazy.
So when half of his face became bloody, the Titanium traitor finally fell to his knees and tried frantically to clean the oil off his body, while letting out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Ah ...
In excruciating pain, he even used his fingers to scratch his bloody face, which had been peeled off and covered in flesh. The bloody and horrifying scene made everyone present feel horrified.
Saskel even took several steps back, his eyes filled with fear.
But Zuo Si still acted as if nothing had happened, and said to himself in a very calm tone: "You know?
When Shuoyou has completed transforming a person, he will first peel off the skin, and then tear off the muscles, internal organs and bones bit by bit.
Then use various inorganic substances including metals to build new life support systems.
This process may take several hours or even days.
What you are experiencing now is only the initial stage; the truly unbearable pain is still to come.
Believe me, when your internal organs and even your soul begin to be eaten away bit by bit, that feeling is truly worse than death.
So if you want to say something, now is the best time to say it.
Otherwise, when the real pain begins, it will be a luxury for you to stay conscious and coherent.
Also, don't think you can keep a secret by keeping quiet.
When you are completely perfected, you will worship me as you would a god you worship, and you will be willing to do anything for me. "
"No! This is impossible! The great Weaver of Fate 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 roared madly with his face covered in blood, some parts of which even showed white bones.
At this moment, one of his eyeballs had fallen out of his eye socket, and an electronic eye emitting red light was gradually taking shape under the construction of the sparkling oil.
But even so, the chaotic power of the subspace in this guy's body is still protecting his brain. Even if he uses mental magic to read his memory and thoughts, he can only get some completely illogical garbage information.
"Really? Let's wait and see."
Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed an expression that seemed to be smiling.
He obviously didn't care at all about the clamor of this Tzeentch follower.
Because there are actually very few things on this planet that really care about him, and most of them are in that huge laboratory deep underground.
Therefore, as long as they guard the laboratory, Tzeentch can do whatever he wants with the rest. Even if he creates chaos and turmoil and kills all the humans on the planet, for Zuo Si it is just a matter of harvesting a wave of souls in advance.
What's more, as Shuoyou has completely transformed the entire planet, a large number of new Phyrexian creations are spread across every corner. Even an alien rat, fly or mosquito cannot escape his surveillance.
As a man who has been involved in conspiracies and intrigues for many years, Zuo Si knows that the best way to deal with guys like Jianqi is to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances.
In any case, we must not be led by the other party. Instead, we must follow the principle of "you do your thing and I do mine" to see who suffers greater losses and who can't afford to play first.
However, he felt that Jianqi's move this time was more of a test and he would not play anything too big.
Otherwise, the one who came should be the Daemon Primarch - Magnus, or a figure like Ahriman, the Chosen One of Tzeentch.
You must know that before the "Thousand Sons" rebelled and joined the arms of the Chaos God of the Warp, they were the Astartes Legion that understood and was most adept at using psychic powers in the entire human empire.
With the psychic technology they possess, it is not too difficult to conduct an ultra-long-distance subspace teleportation and launch a surprise attack.
Just as Zuo Si was enjoying the wails of the Tau traits during the transformation process and wondering what tricks Tzeentch would play, dozens of tall figures wearing dark blue and exaggerated power mechas suddenly appeared out of thin air in an abandoned tunnel far underground on the planet.
They looked very strange. Not only did they have two golden tentacles at the ends like vultures behind them, but the top of their helmets was extremely exaggerated, looking like a huge door panel, with two huge rubies inlaid in the center of the top.
Through the gaps in the power mecha, one can vaguely see at least four slender, deformed arms, with creepy big eyeballs on the palms.
The most important thing is that there is a terrifying psychic flame burning in the eyes of these people under their helmets, and the weapons in their hands are not the ordinary Astartes' grenade launchers or chainswords, but a gold and ruby magic circle that is more than three meters long.
I have to say, the mix of magic and technology alone makes people feel a little confused.
But these strange Astartes did not think there was any problem at all. The leader even raised his staff and released an unknown spell, instantly distorting the surrounding space. Then he ordered without looking back: "Check your equipment immediately! Remember, we only have fifteen minutes to act secretly.
Once the time limit is exceeded, the blessings bestowed upon us will completely disappear.
In these fifteen minutes, we have to go to the core area of the underground laboratory and inject the chaotic power of the subspace into it."
"Understood! Shall we start teleporting now?"
Another Astartes asked in a slightly shrill voice.
“Let’s get started!”
Following a command from the leading commander, these people instantly activated their psychic spells and disappeared on the spot one after another.
The next second...
They appeared out of nowhere in an unmanned passage ranging from several thousand to tens of thousands of meters above the horizon.
If they are not detected, they will continue to teleport and draw an intricate maze of tunnels, followed by another rapid psychic teleport.
But if they were discovered by the New Phyrexian creations, these guys would display the powerful combat capabilities of the Astartes, swinging power fists or releasing energy spells to instantly destroy the target. Even the sparking oil flowing on the ground would be completely evaporated, leaving the opponent no chance to sound the alarm or transmit information.
With this skilled and efficient teamwork, this group of mysterious Astartes warriors quickly built a huge network beneath the surface of the planet.
The densely packed tunnels are interconnected like a spider web, and the assembly lines for producing various parts and medicines are distributed in huge underground factories.
All this was done automatically from start to finish without the involvement of a single worker.
If he were in the empire, he would be labeled a heretic in no time.
You have to know that under the empire's extremely bureaucratic rule, there are usually only two crimes that are taken seriously and pursued indefinitely, one of which is heresy.
As for "minor crimes" such as petty theft, burglary, robbery and murder, if they occur at the lowest level of the hive, law enforcement agencies are too lazy to even bother with them.
After all, compared to these desperate criminals who have to risk their lives for survival, what really worries them are the cults and chicken thieves (gene stealers).
About ten minutes later, these Astartes warriors found the laboratory hidden in the deepest part.
"No door?"
The commander holding the staff was visibly stunned.
Because he really couldn't figure out how the other party could get in and out if the laboratory didn't even have the most basic entrance?
"Not only is there no door, but even the teleportation has failed due to the interference of some unknown force field. We have no way to get in without alerting anyone. The only option now is to use explosives or high-energy weapons to tear open an entrance."
Another Astartes warrior gave his own advice.
"There are five minutes left. You'd better make a decision immediately."
Another guy holding a staff stepped forward and gave a reminder.
The commander's eyes suddenly burst into terrifying psychic flames, and he immediately ordered: "Have half of the people set up positions immediately to prepare for the attack, and the rest of the people follow me to start blasting."
About half a minute later, accompanied by a dazzling white light like solar panels and a deafening roar, the horrific explosion quickly caused the underground network within a radius of more than ten kilometers to begin to tremble.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The high temperature generated by the continuous nuclear fusion even melted the ceramic steel that could withstand laser weapons, and the shock wave caused the passages to collapse and break completely.
As soon as the explosion ended, the leading Astartes commander rushed towards the blown-up crack.
But before he could rush into the crack, he was knocked back by a huge force.
Bang! The man and his power armor did a backflip in the air, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
Click, click, click, click…
With a creepy friction sound, a group of new Phyrexian creations made from the corpses of Tyranids poured out from the crack leading to the laboratory.
And standing in the middle of them was the Demon Judge, who was transformed from the corpse of the Khorne Great Daemon Skulltaker.
Needless to say, Zuo Si had already anticipated that Jianqi would attack his laboratory, so he made arrangements in advance.
After all, there are fully transformed orcs, Primarch gene samples, and Type 40 Warp Oil in there. Any one of them can cause a huge wave.
"Thousand Sons? Blessing of Tzeentch? It turns out that everything that happened before was just a cover for your raid. But if you want to invade the laboratory of the great father of New Phyrexia, you are far from enough!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, the Skulltaker grinned, raised the enchanted weapon in his hand that was glowing red, and slashed with the sword, directly beheading the Astartes commander who was under his feet.
There was no doubt that these strange invading As'ata were none other than the Fifteenth Legion known as the "Thousand Sons" back then, and their Primarch was Magnus, whose psychic talent and power were said to be second only to the Emperor himself in the entire human Empire.
According to the emperor's own idea, he intended to let this "big son" sit on the golden throne in his place.
Unfortunately, Magnus was too self-righteous and fell into Tzeentch's trap, creating a hole in the Warp defenses built by Terra, which directly led to a crazy influx of Warp demons and completely bankrupted the Webway Project.
Later, the Thousand Sons Legion and himself defected to Tzeentch, becoming the most secretive of all Chaos Astartes.
Just as the Demon Judge was about to give the order to launch an attack to annihilate these ignorant invaders, the headless corpse under his feet suddenly produced some strange resonance with the subspace.
In a flash!
Without any warning, his entire body exploded with a bang, releasing extremely violent psychic lightning around himself.
In just a few seconds, hundreds of New Phyrexian creations were completely incapacitated by the bouncing psychic lightning storm.
The skull snatcher himself was also electrocuted and his entire body was charred black, emitting a pungent burnt smell.
"Charge! Charge in and you will win!"
Another Thousand Sons commander holding a staff gave orders to his men, while releasing evil and cruel Warp magic to curse the enemies in front of him and restrict their movements.
Soon, creepy tentacles emerged from the subspace, breaking through the barriers with the real universe and quickly strangling the skull-taker's hands and feet.
The evil mark symbolizing Tzeentch also appeared on his chest, constantly releasing a twisted power that cannot be described in words.
Several other psychic spellcasters from the Thousand Word Legion simply summoned cursed warriors from the warp.
Although they are wearing power mechas and look no different from normal Astartes warriors, they actually have no thoughts, cannot feel fear, and have no emotions. They are just puppets whose souls are forcibly bound to the power mechas. They are also called red letter warriors.
The moment these ghosts appeared, fierce firepower instantly swept everything around them.
Before those New Phyrexian creations could pounce, they were knocked to the ground by bullets, artillery shells, psychic fire, and psychic lightning. There were so many of them that they formed a small hill.
The black oil quickly flowed out from the crack and gathered on the ground to form a pit half a meter deep.
Relying on fire suppression and rich combat experience accumulated over ten thousand years, the Thousand Sons relied on a small number of elite troops to continuously advance forward, trying to enter the laboratory through the cracks and complete the task assigned to them by Tzeentch.
"No!!!! I will never allow you to get near the Master's laboratory!"
Seeing that the entrance was about to be lost, the Skull Taker instantly increased the oil-burning engine to overload status.
The huge roar even drowned out the noise of gunfire and explosions.
He suddenly raised his hands and plunged them directly into the ruins covered with debris and scorching oil under his feet, and without hesitation activated his ability as the Demon Judge.
Before the Thousand Sons could react to what was happening, the mountain of corpses formed by the New Phyrexian creations before them suddenly seemed to come alive. All the broken limbs linked together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly gathered towards the Skull Taker.
In less than three or five seconds, a series of complex combinations were completed on his body.
Finally, a huge monster rose from the ground, swung its sickle-like forelimbs vigorously.
Swish! More than a hundred cursed warriors summoned from the subspace were cut in half and turned into broken parts that flew everywhere.
You can even see the cursed dust used to imprison souls.
Not only that!
In addition to pure physical attacks, a large amount of oil also spilled onto the ground as the sword was slashed.
After a short while, the broken power mecha was completely repaired by the sparkling oil, and the interior was filled with the flesh and bones of the Tyranids.
In the end, hundreds of fully-developed cursed warriors were pulled up once again.
But this time they no longer took orders from the psykers in the Thousand Sons Legion, but obeyed the will of Shuoyou, turning their guns on their former masters and launching a fierce attack.
The two warring parties began a brutal tug-of-war in this extremely narrow place.
But what was overwhelmingly disadvantageous to the Thousand Sons was that the sounds of digging had begun to be heard from the passages at the back that had collapsed in the nuclear explosion.
Needless to say, these excavations are the endless new Phyrexian creations in the vast underground network.
Once the other party digs through, they will face the dangerous situation of being attacked from both sides.
What’s even worse is that the nuclear explosion also exposed their own position.
If the power of chaos cannot be brought into the laboratory before the powerful enemy arrives, the entire battle plan will be completely wasted.
"Damn it! The other party knew our plan! They even made targeted arrangements! Our surprise attack failed!"
"What should we do now? Retreat?"
"It's too late! We must rush in with all our might! Even if it's just one person!"
"Cover me!"
…
Following a brief internal communication, a Thousand Sons took the initiative to stand up and frantically absorbed the power of the Warp from the bodies of his companions around him. His entire body began to become distorted, and he could not even maintain his human appearance. Even the power armor he was wearing cracked with a bang, revealing the horrible and deformed body inside.
He has five hands, and his head no longer looks like a human. Instead, it looks like a bird like a vulture. His body is covered with protruding bone spurs, and his skin is an abnormal dark red.
Obviously, this is an Astartes warrior who was distorted by the Warp Chaos God - Tzeentch.
Like the Death Guard Legion that defected to Nurgle, the Thousand Sons also exhibited some corresponding characteristics.
When the Warp energy accumulated to a certain level in the body of this Chaos Thousand Son, the terrifying psychic screams finally spread out in all directions with him as the center.
No sound!
No explosion!
There were no light or shadow effects! There were only countless force fields that tore apart internal organs, bones, and muscles from the inside out.
With the exception of the Skulltaker, who was a demon judge, all other New Phyrexian creations were turned into fragments in an instant, and even the digging sounds in the collapsed tunnel disappeared.
But the price was that only three people were left alive in this Thousand Sons team.
The rest were all sucked alive and turned into mummies.
Of course, since they have already surrendered to Tzeentch, they should be considered demons, so if nothing unexpected happens, they should be resurrected in the Warp.
"rush!"
Seeing that the massive enemies in front of them had been cleared, the remaining three Qianzi did not hesitate for even a second, and rushed straight to the torn entrance of the laboratory from the left, middle and right directions.
Their goal was very clear, which was to sacrifice two people so that the third person could successfully get past the Skull Taker.
Because this Demon Judge can only intercept two people at the same time.
“Die!!!”
The Skull Taker was obviously aware of the opponent's plan, but was completely powerless to do anything. He could only raise his sickle in anger and split the first enemy who entered the attack range directly in the middle. The glaring blood, internal organs and intestines instantly flowed all over the ground.
Then he used the same method to kill another Thousand Son.
As a result, the last one succeeded in sliding under the crotch, and released a psychic impact with his backhand, knocking the Demon Judge's body forward involuntarily.
He took a step and rushed straight to the laboratory entrance where light could already be seen.
Bang bang bang bang bang——
Along with the heavy sound of the power mecha stepping on the ground, the last thousand words finally leaped into the laboratory covered by white fluorescent lights.
When he touched the ground with his hands and prepared to get up and began to release psychic spells to completely integrate this area into the subspace, he suddenly saw a pair of large feet made entirely of metal, and legs connected to the feet.
"So this is the surprise Tzeentch prepared for me? He wants to destroy my lab and release those dangerous things?"
"You... why are you here? Shouldn't you be on the surface interrogating the Tau traitor?"
Qianzi took off his helmet and revealed an expression of disbelief and horror.
He obviously couldn't accept such a thorough and foolproof plan, only to fail at the last step.
Zuo Si explained with a playful look on his face: "I'm sorry, the noise you made when you exploded was too loud, and it would be difficult for me to not know even if I wanted to.
Besides, do you think this lab has no entrance? How do I get in and out normally? For me, it doesn't even take a second to get back here.
By the way, even if you blow up the laboratory and get inside, you still need to go through at least three levels if you want to find the real secret I have hidden.
So your plan had no chance of success from the very beginning.
Well, the game ends here, it seems that I have won this test."
"Are you sure? How do you know that our actions are not intended to create opportunities for that Tau traitor?"
Qianzi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly smiled strangely.
Hearing this, Zuo Si subconsciously frowned, narrowed his eyes and said in an uncertain tone: "But the traitor is almost completely transformed by the oil. What can he do in his current state?"
"Haha, the wisdom of the Lord of Deceit is unfathomable. You will never know what he is thinking, let alone what his purpose is. Because all successes and failures are part of his great plan."
As these words came out of his mouth, Thousand Son's body suddenly exploded, forming a small-scale subspace storm around him, and began to spread around at an extremely fast speed.
But Zuo Si obviously did not give the subspace energy a chance to continue spreading. He simply waved his hand to completely disperse it.
"Master, I am so sorry. I have disappointed you."
The skull snatcher walked in from outside and lowered his head in shame.
Zuo Si waved his hand nonchalantly: "No, no need to apologize, you have fulfilled your duties, now immediately mobilize manpower to repair the damage caused by the nuclear explosion. In addition, make more anti-subspace transmission devices and place them on the periphery to prevent similar situations from happening again."
"What? You mean the other party will do something similar?"
The Skull Taker suddenly raised his head with an expression of disbelief.
“I’m not sure.
But the only thing we can do to deal with a guy like Tzeentch who likes to play tricks is to make ourselves invulnerable.
In short, strengthening the laboratory's defense against foreign invasion is the top priority.
Also, I have to find a way to create more powerful New Phyrexian creations.
Otherwise, if they encounter the Chaos Astartes and the Thousand Sons Legion who are good at using psychic energy, it would be difficult to achieve any effect relying solely on numbers.
As he spoke, Zuo Si cast his gaze towards the wreckage on the ground that was constantly being reassembled with the help of the oil.
There is no doubt that in the current dangerous universe where high-energy weapons, tactical nuclear warheads, and psychic spells are everywhere, ordinary unarmed New Phyrexian creations will easily be suppressed by the enemy's powerful firepower once they encounter the enemy's elite in a narrow space.
He used to think that there was no need for low-level creations like those responsible for production and construction to be equipped with special weapons, but now it seems that this has become a fatal weakness.
"Do you want to design a new type of creature that can take into account both production and combat?" the Demon Judge asked cautiously.
"No, I plan to use the samples of those primarch genes and use magic cloning technology to create a group of half-flesh, half-mechanical Astartes. Since these evil gods of the Warp want to play with me, then I will accompany you."
After saying that, Zuo Si activated his teleportation ability and instantly disappeared from the spot.
The next second...
He appeared directly on the platform in front of the spire at the highest point of the city, grabbed the neck of the half-dead Tau traitor, lifted him up from the ground, and asked calmly: "What is your purpose in going to the ground by all means?"
"Hehehehe! The great Weaver of Fate just told me that my real role is to feel the black oils that corrode my body and figure out their specific abilities and uses. Now, the Weaver of Fate has learned your secret, and I have completed my mission."
The Tau traitor used the last of his strength to let out a harsh, triumphant laugh.
Even though he was about to die and even his soul would be decomposed by the scorching oil, there was not a trace of fear in his eyes.
This is the most terrifying thing about the chaos power of the Warp.
Any mortal who is affected by it will become a completely irrational madman.
"Getting intelligence? Interesting!"
Zuo Si did not get angry because of the other party's provocation and ridicule. Instead, he remained calm as usual, as if something insignificant had happened, rather than Shuoyou's secret being known by the other party.
The Tau traitor was obviously not satisfied with his reaction, and continued to taunt himself: "Just wait and see, it won't be long before your greatest reliance will be transformed into something else under the influence of the chaos power of the warp. By then, both you and those creations will become pawns in the hands of the weaver of fate."
"Really? Then let him come. I'm really looking forward to your god helping me develop a new kind of sparkling oil. And... do you think I'm not prepared for the erosion of the warp?"
After saying that, Zuo Si Chong sprayed more sparkling oil from his hands to speed up the transformation process. It was obvious that he didn't intend to waste any more time talking to this guy.
After all, the No. 40 Warp Oil has been created.
Even if Tzeentch used his powerful force to distort and contaminate some of the Warp Oil, he could use these Warp Oils to reversely infect them.
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