Accompanied by a deafening sound as two huge island-like blocks of iron collided in the void, the two armies that had assembled above immediately launched a charge, pounced on each other at lightning speed and started a crazy and selfless fight at the junction, with countless soldiers falling almost every second.
If you look higher and farther, you can even see that in this world exuding iron and blood, there are thousands of iron blocks of the same size, like islands and even land, colliding with each other.
On almost every giant block of iron that collides with each other, there are huge armies belonging to at least three or four camps fighting an endless war day and night.
Occasionally, you can see the incarnation of a god engaging in a devastating battle with the incarnation of another hostile god.
Once this happens, it often means that the vast and hard iron block under your feet, like an island or a continent, will instantly shatter into pieces, or simply turn into boiling hot burning iron.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the place that highlights the most combativeness among all the outer planes - Shura Field.
As the name suggests, no matter whether it is the gods who settled in this plane and established their own kingdom, or the souls who were reincarnated after death, every one of them is a madman who madly loves fighting and war.
Its overall alignment is from lawful evil to lawful neutral, which is very different from the Gehenna ruled by the yugoloths, whose overall alignment is neutral evil.
In addition, the Shura Field is the second most brutal battlefield after the bloody battles between demons and devils, where billions of lives and souls are continuously consumed.
It's just that the eternal war here does not involve the conflict between order and chaos, nor the struggle for the ultimate definition and interpretation of the concept of evil, so it has received relatively less attention.
To outsiders, this shabby place is nothing more than a place where a bunch of aggressive psychopaths vent their excessive energy that has nowhere to go.
The longest and most well-known of these wars was the war between the orcs and goblins.
In order to fight for the control of the wild lands such as grasslands, mountains, and swamps in the material plane, the main god of the orcs, Gruumsh, and the main god of the goblins, Magnubiye, would descend upon their incarnations and fight each other at regular intervals in order to expand the living space for their believers and people.
Although most of the time it ended with Gruumsh's victory and Magnubiye's defeat, the latter still stabilized the situation with the huge numbers of the goblin race.
The reason for this result is that, in addition to fighting against the goblin gods, Gruumsh is also fighting against the elf gods of Arvandor.
Otherwise, with Magnubbiye's poor strength, his head would have been chopped off and became a trophy of the Orc God.
After all, Gruumsh is the true supreme god of the race, firmly holding the orc priesthood, and no other orc god can share power with him.
But what about Magnubiye?
Although he holds the title of Lord of Goblins and Supreme Chief, in reality, the racial clergy only includes ordinary goblins and hobgoblins, and does not include the most powerful bear goblins in the goblin race.
Yes, you read that right.
In fact, the bugbears have their own pantheon.
They include Hrugek, the medium-powered god who occupies a dominant position but does not have the title of the main god, Geknura, the weaker god of hunting, and Skigrett, the weaker god of fear.
In addition, the millions of werewolf goblins raised by Zuo Si have joined the ranks of those who believe in and worship the Phoenix God Bennu. Even the priesthood of ordinary goblins has been challenged and torn apart, and has quickly fallen from its original powerful divine power to today's medium divine power. Naturally, they are no match for the Orc God.
The most obvious manifestation is the continuous defeat in the Eternal War in Shura Field.
Fortunately, with the coordination of Shar, the goddess of night, the scale of the war between the goblins and orcs began to shrink tacitly.
Although they still fought a few battles every day as a routine, the number of soldiers participating in the battles was less than one-tenth of the previous number.
As long as he can maintain this state until he defeats Zuo Si and makes millions of werewolves and goblins believe in him again, Magnubbiye will instantly return to the throne of powerful divine power, and will be even more powerful than before.
Especially the "Terrible Wolf" that was created earlier, which is fully capable of crushing the elite orcs in all directions and in three dimensions on the battlefield.
With this new group of goblin branches, he was confident that he could deal a heavy blow to Gruumsh immediately after this fragile alliance collapsed, and regain all the face and dignity he had lost over the years.
I have to say that this goblin god had a good plan.
But what he didn't know was that a group of the fourth disaster from another world had quietly entered the Shura Field plane, and disguised themselves as earth elves to join his legion.
Right now, this group of complete troublemakers are gathering together, discussing how to cooperate with their "good brothers" who have joined the Orc Legion to put on a show, adding fuel to the gradually cooling battlefield and pouring a bucket of gasoline on it.
After all, they are quite professional when it comes to stirring up trouble and making trouble.
At this moment, on a huge floating island made entirely of iron blocks, Archbishop Jack, who had a face like an ancient god, was punching and kicking a hobgoblin officer with his hands and feet tied. The armor on his body, which was made of arcanite ingots and vibranium alloy, was covered with blood, broken flesh and a flying eyeball. The scene was extremely ferocious and brutal.
While frantically trying to smash the other person into a pulp, he growled through gnashing teeth, "Dirty bastard! Who the hell said I look disgusting? Speak up! Why aren't you saying anything! Weren't you vomiting happily just now?"
But unfortunately, the hobgoblin officer was now speechless.
To be exact, almost half of his brain tissue and brain matter had spurted out of his bloody eye sockets. He was probably dead several minutes ago.
After all, no creature can withstand the continuous and violent hammering of a fist with a strength attribute of 40 points and wearing an iron glove.
The lethality and destructive power are basically no different from a Cloudtop Giant swinging a heavy warhammer.
After just a few hits, the entire skeleton and internal organs were basically destroyed, and there was no need for rescue.
Another teammate not far away couldn't bear to watch it anymore and couldn't help but persuade him, "Alright, stop now. The poor hobgoblin is already dead. There's no point in whipping his corpse any further. What's more, he's right. Your face is really hard to describe."
"You must be joking! I have the face of a hobgoblin now!
They have all been corrected by the magic of transformation! And I can accept humans and elves saying that I am ugly, but I will never accept goblins' humiliation!
Because these guys are a bunch of ugly freaks!"
After saying that, Jack casually threw the body, which had been beaten beyond recognition, into the pile of dead bodies on the battlefield, without worrying at all that his act of killing his superior officer would be discovered.
After all, in this battlefield full of dangers, death is as common as eating and drinking. No one can ensure that he will not be killed by a powerful enemy that suddenly appears in the next second.
"But the average hobgoblin's Charisma attribute is eight to twelve points.
Since you spent a lot of money on the Astartes transformation, your Charisma attribute without a helmet has dropped from three points to two points.
In addition, the transformation magic we accept is a limited change while retaining the original attributes and physical characteristics.
So even from the perspective of the hobgoblin, you should be considered as a person who is mentally polluted.
You have to know that they are not like us. After spending time with you for a long time, they have 20 points of resistance to abnormal mental states. "
Caroline, the warlock and wizard, gave a detailed analysis with a serious look on her face.
When the other people around heard this, they couldn't help but smile, and some even lowered their heads and started to snicker.
After all, the appearance and intelligence attributes of this "Ancient God Archbishop" who can release mental pollution on the enemy have always been one of the hot topics that players talk about.
Ever since there was such a negative example, no one dared to lower the seemingly useless intelligence and charm attributes too much.
"Fuck!"
Jack cursed through gritted teeth, then put on the fully enclosed helmet without hesitation.
The pitiful two points of charm on the attribute panel instantly returned to the passing line of eight points.
You know, he originally thought that this operation could finally give him a chance to take a break and show his face.
But he never expected that even after turning into an ugly creature like a hobgoblin, he still couldn't get rid of the serious side effects brought about by his extremely low charm value.
Sometimes Jack even felt like he was cursed.
Because no matter what changes he tried to make, the final result was always to sacrifice the two attributes of charm and intelligence in exchange for the improvement of strength and perception attributes.
Especially after undergoing the Astartes transformation surgery, he gained a super body with two hearts and three lungs, and his strength attributes actually exceeded that of most warriors.
Coupled with the improvements brought by divine arts and equipment, he could hold his own even in head-on combat with dragons and giants.
However, Jack's extremely low intelligence attribute makes him particularly vulnerable to spells that require intelligence immunity, and the duration of the impact after being hit is longer than others.
The only way to make up for this shortcoming is to always maintain the [Cunning of the Fox].
However, once the magic is dispelled during battle, all you can do is hope for the best.
Seeing this team veteran looking so angry, the scene was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
But fortunately, Caroline quickly turned the topic back to business, and said seriously: "We have been in this place for several days. Does anyone have any ideas on how to make the goblins and orcs expand the scale of the war?"
"That may be difficult. After all, this is the will of the gods of both sides, and no one dares to disobey it easily. I have tried bribery and instigation, but those hobgoblin officers are completely indifferent."
Another man in a wizard's robe showed a helpless expression.
"Where are our brothers and sisters on the orc side?"
Caroline asked with a frown on her face.
The man smiled bitterly and replied, “It's the same with the orcs.
Their gods were also consciously reducing the scale of the war and instead transferring more troops to the front lines to fight against the elves.
To be honest, if the reward wasn't high enough, I would have wanted to give up.
After all, our power is too small in front of God.
unless... "
"Unless what?"
Jack demanded, sitting down on the body of a dead orc.
“Unless we directly insult and humiliate the gods of both sides on the battlefield.
In a theocracy, nothing can arouse the anger of the enemy more than insulting the gods.
However, doing so is very risky.
Maybe it will directly attract the incarnation of God and kill us all.
Furthermore, even if the gods here show up to fight against us, they will immediately discover our true identities.”
The man listed all the possible risks in one go.
Through these days of observation and the information obtained from the floating city of Plantia, he has basically determined how powerful the gods of this universe are.
Although it is not as good as the one, omniscient, omnipotent and invincible God described in the monotheistic religions on Earth, it is at least not much different from the gods in ancient polytheistic religions such as ancient Greece, ancient Egypt and ancient Babylon.
When these guys send down their incarnations, it's basically a dimensionality reduction attack and a mow-down attack.
It often takes only a few seconds to destroy all enemy armies along with the iron battlefield beneath its feet, and it definitely has the power to destroy a planet.
But Jack shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why should I be afraid? Anyway, the mission description clearly states that as long as we can provoke another full-scale war between the orcs and goblins, all our losses will be doubled.
As the saying goes, the bold will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation.
High risk means high reward.
If you don't try and let other teams get ahead, it will be too late to regret it."
"Then let's get started?"
Caroline's eyes sparkled slightly, revealing her excitement and anticipation.
After all, they won't really die, and each of their souls is still in the safest place inside the floating city of Plantia.
Even if a powerful divine power descended, at most it could only break the body and sever the connection established through spiritual power.
Apart from this, there is nothing we can do about this group of the fourth disaster.
"OK! It's settled then. I'll send a message to our people on the other side and ask them to prepare for cooperation. Since we're going to do this, let's do it big."
After saying that, Inez, the highest-ranking thief in the team, stood up and instantly disappeared into the shadows, out of everyone's sight.
Before long, the two sides deliberately created an unexpected encounter on this huge battlefield, and began to "cordially greet" Magnubiye and Gruumsh in front of the orc and goblin armies at the same time.
As for the former, he is mainly described as a coward whose only record in battles is failure; while the latter repeatedly mentions that he was defeated by the elven god Corellon who shot him in one eye.
In short, the goal is to expose those shame and dark histories that both parties are most sensitive to and least willing to be mentioned.
As for the effect, of course it is immediate.
Especially the orcs, who were prone to anger and impulsiveness, immediately launched a large-scale charge with roars, vowing to kill all these foul-mouthed earth elves.
The goblins were not willing to be outdone and immediately launched a human wave tactic, with the big goblin commanding the ordinary goblins to surge forward like a tide.
In just a few hours, the scale of the war, which had originally been shrinking, quickly expanded several times.
By the time the gods on both sides reacted, the players had already retreated from the front line of the battle and were hiding in a corner near the back to watch the show.
Anyway, the Shura Field plane is not the kingdom of the Orc God system and the Earth Spirit system. There are many other warlike gods fighting here.
As long as they stay far away, no one will notice the tens of thousands of guys hiding in the dark doing trouble.
But once the intensity of the war between the two sides begins to decrease, the players will sneak in again and madly instigate. When they find that an incarnation of a god has descended, they will immediately eliminate all traces by committing suicide or even committing suicide, so that the other side cannot find any suspicious clues at all.
This undoubtedly gave both Geumushi and Magnubiye a headache, but they did not realize that someone was making trouble.
After all, the hatred between the two races has lasted for so many years, and it is very normal that some warriors are blinded by hatred.
The most important thing is that these fierce conflicts that break out from time to time are essentially the believers desperately trying to maintain the dignity of their own gods.
As a god, he couldn't reprimand or punish these loyal believers, right? So he could only let it go and try to control the situation so that it didn't get out of control.
They hated each other so much that they didn't realize that this constant conflict was eroding their already limited tolerance for each other.
Maybe next time, maybe the next time...
It won't be long before Gruumsh and Magnubiye lose all patience and start a full-scale war once again.
This is exactly what leftist thinking wants to achieve.
The goddess of night, Shar, wants two enemies who are inherently in conflict to form an alliance? Dream on!
It may be difficult to convince them to put aside their hatred temporarily, but it is all too easy to destroy such fragile trust.
In addition to provoking orcs and goblins in the Shura Field plane, players who entered the abyss also began to create chaos and conflict, causing the demon lords who were also hostile to each other to ignite the flames of war again.
To cooperate with their actions, Zuo Si specifically ordered the Khorne Angel Zariel, who was at the front line of the bloody battle, to stop attacking, giving the demons the illusion that the devil's army was running out of stamina, so that they could fight among themselves with confidence.
Not only that!
He also sold an army of millions of skaab creatures through the channels of the Yugoloth demons to Baphomet, the king of minotaurs and the arch-enemy of Yeenoghu, the king of gnolls.
After gaining control of the legion, the latter immediately launched a full-scale attack on Yenogu and his subordinates, the lord of the 421st floor of the Abyss - the Ghoul King Doricen.
Orcus, one of the two giants of the abyss, also made a deal with Zuo Si, and suddenly joined forces with the Zerg prince, Obox Ober, the lord of the 663rd floor, to launch an attack on Demogorgon.
Soon, the lord of the 89th layer, the King of the Deep Sea, Dagon, also joined as an ally of Demogorgon.
The war between the two most powerful demon monarchs undoubtedly triggered a series of chain reactions.
For a moment, the entire Abyss was plunged into a chaotic war.
All the demon lords began to take the opportunity to attack their enemies, intending to use this opportunity to expand their territory.
It turns out that a place like the Abyss, which is already filled with extreme evil and chaos, can immediately have the effect of firecrackers blowing up a cesspool by throwing in just a few variables.
What's even more terrible is that, after suffering heavy casualties, a group of high-level players rushed into the Dark Well on the 73rd floor and released all the dangerous elements who had been exiled, sealed and imprisoned inside.
Razebral Shor, the Lord of Torture and Bloodletting, who had killed three demon lords;
Demogorgon's former lover, Succubus Queen Mecanthut's former strongest competitor - Sami Amor;
On the 531st floor of the abyss, there was the former lord of Wudra, the six-armed snake demon queen whose notoriety was heard throughout the bloody battle—Shatari.
In this situation, let alone forming an alliance, people's brains would be beaten into dog brains.
Various betrayals and defects occur every day, making it impossible to tell who is the enemy and who is the ally.
Right now, in the Deep Pit Magic Web, the kingdom of the Spider Goddess, Rose was watching all this happening with a grim face, but she had no way to do anything.
Because she knew very well that anything she said at this moment would be redundant.
Unless the winner is decided or both sides can no longer fight, the demon lords who have already gotten angry will never give up easily.
Moreover, the release of this large-scale evil and chaos is very much in line with the appetite of the will of the abyss, so the only thing I can do is try not to get involved.
Thinking of this, the petty and vengeful goddess raised her hand and slammed the armrest of the throne hard, roaring in a hateful tone: "Damn Soth!
Don't think you've won!
No matter what the cost, I swear to destroy the drow city that worships Eilistraee!
No one can challenge my authority! No one can break my absolute control over the dark elves!"
"Great Queen of Gods, should we continue with the infiltration and supply plan that was formulated before? If we cannot plunge the West Coast Empire into chaos, any attack on that city will be tantamount to suicide." A wax-melting demon maid asked cautiously.
“Of course we must continue!
Even without those demon lords, we still have two strong-willed gods, Shar, the goddess of night, and Cyric, the prince of lies, as our allies.
And the orc god Gruumsh will not easily give up revenge on Thoth.
Kurtulmak, the god of kobolds, the furious gods, and the Oakfather are also potential partners.
We still have a good chance of winning.
The most important thing is that I don't have to really defeat him, I just need to find the right opportunity to destroy the underground city, and preferably kill Eilistraee while the chaos is going on."
Rose fiddled with her fingers gently, a sinister gleam in her eyes.
There is no doubt that, like the goddess of night, Shar, she also only regards these so-called allies as cannon fodder to achieve her own goals.
Once the goal is achieved, they will immediately choose to withdraw, or even simply defect and cooperate with Zuo Si.
The spider goddess does not want to become an irreconcilable enemy with the will of the abyss - her "kind" as Urgashek calls it.
Just the opposite!
She would rather become friends with them and fight against the elven gods of Arvandor together.
And their daughter, Eilistraee, is the biggest obstacle between the two.
"As you wish!"
The wax-melt maid immediately bent down and bowed deeply, then began to issue orders to the mistresses of the dark elf cities and strongholds in the Underdark.
The orc armies pouring into the Underdark from other areas of Faerun also began to march towards several exits connecting to the surface world within the West Coast Empire under the guidance of these dark elf allies.
However, there was a "slight" deviation from the original plan. More than one-third of the best-equipped and most powerful orcs were deliberately led to the location of Dragonspear Castle.
They will become the vanguard of the attack on the underground city, using their flesh and blood and lives to consume the enemy's arrows, ammunition, magic and physical strength.
When the followers of Eilistraee become exhausted, the true dark elf elite will launch a surprise attack and kill all the traitors who dared to abandon the faith of Lolth without leaving a single one alive.
…
While Zuo Si was fighting with the goddess of night, Shar, in the continent of Faerun, his clone Shuoyou, who was far away in the Warhammer universe, finally received the long-awaited special cargo.
With the roar of its huge engine, a large imperial transport ship docked steadily at the berth of the spaceport.
After about a few minutes, the hatch was docked with the passage.
A female captain who looked to be in her early 40s was visibly relieved and immediately asked her subordinates, "Is there any problem with the special cargo we are transporting?"
"No, everything is fine."
The soldier who was in charge of monitoring the situation quickly stood up and responded.
"Great! We finally got through this safely. I thought we were going to sacrifice ourselves for the empire."
The female captain glanced at the images in the surveillance camera with lingering fear, her face full of unconcealable fear.
"Please, Captain, could you please not get close to that terrible death world like Catachan so easily in the future? That damn planet is too terrifying." Another officer on the ship couldn't help but complain.
As he describes it, if one were to identify the most dangerous planet in the Warhammer universe, Catachan would undoubtedly be at the top of the list.
Even beyond the horrors of the Chaos Warp, worlds overrun by the Tyranids, and planets home to the Necrons awakening from their slumber.
The reason is simple! This planet is alive and has its own will.
Outsiders must either integrate or be completely eliminated; there is no third way.
Even the Tyranids, who possess the will of the hive, are powerless to do anything about it and can only choose to stay away and not provoke it.
There are two most famous jokes on Catachan that can be used to describe the extremely harsh living environment on this planet.
One was that I had a fight with a tree, but the fight was not won; the other was that the wheat you planted seemed to want to eat you when it matured.
So anyone who knows anything about Catachan would never want to get close to it, let alone settle on it.
Because on this planet, even a roadside weed or a hopping grasshopper can take your life.
As for the cargo shipped out of Catachan, except for the super jungle warriors who are comparable to the two protagonists of Contra, the rest are as dangerous as thermonuclear weapons.
Especially if anything unexpected happened to the things in the cargo hold of this transport ship, the entire ship would be completely destroyed immediately, and there would not even be a chance to enter the escape pod.
Not to mention mortals like them, even the Astartes Space Marines or the Primarch himself would not be immune.
So the female captain didn't dare to hesitate at all. She immediately opened the hatch and walked out, and warned the staff who came to receive the cargo: "Be sure to handle it with care. Don't let it have even the slightest bump or vibration, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself."
"What's in here?"
The young male porter, who was about 25 years old, blinked curiously.
Ever since many people began to be fed up with the boring life of eating and waiting to die and wanted to work, Zuo Si asked the New Phyrexian Creation to give up some positions.
He was clearly one of them.
"Trust me, it's better for you not to know. And I suggest you immediately notify the most senior person you can contact and tell them that the cargo from Catachan has arrived."
After saying that, the female captain ignored the other party's reaction and immediately took the space elevator to escape to the ground with her officers and soldiers.
Her strange behavior immediately alerted the porter, and he did not dare to touch the closed warehouse, but directly pressed the emergency alarm button.
In just a few seconds, a bionic flapping-wing drone flew close and emitted an electronic sound without any emotion.
"Employee BG31457, have you found anything dangerous?"
"That's right! The Imperial transport ship that just docked at Spaceport Berth No. 42, its captain, Ms. Heli, claimed that a shipment from Catachan had arrived."
"What? Catachan!"
The electronic sound finally had a slight rise and fall in tone.
Soon the electronic sound was replaced by Zuo Si's own voice.
"You said the cargo from Catachan has arrived?"
"Yes, great Lord. May I unload it immediately and transport it to the ground?" the porter asked excitedly.
There's no way not to be excited.
For him and all the residents living in the Botas star zone, Zuo Si's status is equivalent to that of the emperor of the empire, or even higher. He is the controller of secular power and also the embodiment of spirit and faith. He also clearly promises that after death, the soul will be freed from the entanglement of the subspace and go to another world.
"No! Don't move a muscle! I'll be there soon!"
As the last word came out of his mouth, Zuo Si's figure was teleported from the palace at the highest point of the planet below.
Upon seeing this, the porters and other humans working nearby immediately knelt on one knee spontaneously to pay tribute to this kind and great protector.
After all, compared to the corrupt and dark empire, this newly emerging human regime is like heaven.
However, Zuo Si ignored these mortals, but walked straight to the cargo hold of the transport ship and opened one of the thickened hatches.
moment!
A group of amphibious creatures that looked like toads with scars and scabs appeared in everyone's sight. Some of them were very large, while more of them were of normal size.
"K… Catachan barking toad?! Oh my god!"
An older man who looked quite old obviously recognized the creature. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and kept backing away, with a large spot on his crotch getting wet.
You can't blame him for being timid, but this thing does have such a terrifying deterrent power.
Even a Primaris Astartes warrior who had just recovered from his injuries and was about to return to the team not far away had his face changed drastically when he heard the words "Catachan Barking Toad". His pupils obviously dilated and he had an extreme reaction of adrenaline surging.
The reason for this situation is entirely due to the Catachan Barking Toad's reputation as the most poisonous creature in the galaxy.
Especially the giant barking toad, which will explode instantly once stimulated by external factors, melting all objects within a one-kilometer diameter, and even forming a hemispherical deep pit on the ground beneath its feet.
If a dozen or even dozens of giant barking toads happen to be in the same area, the explosion will completely engulf an area of ten or even dozens of kilometers.
Be it the Astartes warriors or their primarch fathers, their final fate was to melt into a pool of bloody mucus.
The only possibility of survival is to be at the edge of the explosion range and wearing a power mecha with a force field generator.
Zuo Si could almost imagine the price that the Imperial Regent Robert Guilliman paid in order to capture these horrific and highly poisonous creatures.
The reason why he wanted these Catachan barking toads was simple: to give them to Talona as a gift, to see if the goddess could use her divine power to create something shocking.
In addition, he also plans to clone a batch of them, and then make them into powerful biological weapons similar to explosive insects through oil transformation or undead transformation.
After all, it would be a waste if such a good foundation is not fully utilized.
At least a dozen or twenty different types must be developed.
After all, it may be almost impossible for the intelligent races in this universe to control a group of low-intelligence toads.
But it was easy for Zuo Si.
When the time comes, just save a few trillion of them. No matter whether you are the Necrons, the Tyranids, or the demon army from the warp, I can throw them at you in one wave and kill you completely. By the way, let these guys know who is the real "Scourge".
Of course, in addition to the Catachan Barking Toad, the rest of the cargo hold also contained many dangerous species from this terrifying death planet, including a full sixty Catachan demons.
This is a giant animal that resembles a combination of a scorpion and a centipede, and can easily grow to thirty meters in length.
Rumor has it that they were originally the vanguard sent by the Tyranids, but were assimilated by the will of the planet and became what they are now.
Every jungle warrior born on Catachan who wants to join the elite force needs to kill one of these monsters wearing only a pair of tactical camouflage pants and holding a dagger.
Now the young porter finally understood why the female captain took the space elevator to the surface of the planet as if she was escaping for her life.
The contents of this transport ship alone are enough to cause a "no one survives" situation in the entire spaceport.
Fortunately, these horrible creatures from Catachan were quickly teleported by Zuo Si in waves back to the safest laboratory located underground on the planet.
Half of them will be sent to Jinjitaxia for research, and the remaining half will be kept to try to make it into biological weapons.
Seeing these dangerous species under mind control entering the isolation chamber of the laboratory, the Magic Judge in charge of the area immediately asked, "Regarding those Catachan barking toads, which projects do you plan to start first?"
"Of course, we should clone them first to increase the population, and then try to increase their size and toxicity. In my opinion, the explosion range of only one kilometer is still too small. It would be best if we could increase it to more than ten kilometers."
Zuo Si stated his request directly.
"I understand. But if the number increases too much, how can I ensure the safety of the laboratory? As you know, once these guys are frightened, a series of explosions will immediately occur, and the scope of the explosion will completely destroy the entire laboratory."
There was a strong sense of worry in the Demon Judge's tone.
After all, these Catachan barking toads need to be studied at the living and genetic levels, and they certainly can't be roughly dissolved with sparkling oil.
Zuo Si stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then asked, "Aren't those hybrid warriors created with Magnus genes developing psychic spells? Haven't they come up with any mind control magic?"
The head of the Demon Judge, which was embedded in the front end of a mechanical tentacle, shook slightly: "Not yet.
Because the energy of the subspace is always extremely chaotic and difficult to control.
It might be easy to use it to create lightning, fire, control cells, simply form force fields, enhance senses, perform healing, drain the life of others, and perform short-term teleportation.
But when it comes to controlling the brain and mind, things become a little troublesome.
This is because it requires very precise control of energy. Too much will cause the target's brain to explode, while too little will make it easy for the target to break free.
Except for a few rare cases, most people don't have this talent."
"Well, it seems that I had too high expectations for these experimental subjects.
By the way, the Empire should have discovered these cloned warriors who are between the Primarch and the Astartes? Don't they have any reaction?
Like protesting, or wanting to take some action or something.”
Zuo Si asked with interest.
"No, the Empire is very peaceful, so peaceful that it feels unusual.
However, Regent Robert Guilliman has expressed more than once that he hopes you can organize these super warriors into a legion and then join his fleet as an ally.
After all, in addition to recovering the Holy Territory of the Empire, he also needs to take care of the star regions that the dark side of the Empire has lost contact with, and his military strength is definitely stretched.
And here you have a number of Super Astartes warriors equal to the entire Imperium and a fleet of enormous size.
He wouldn't be Robouti Guilliman if he didn't try."
The Demon Judge blurted out everything he knew.
Zuo Si smiled and sighed, "It's really not easy to be the regent of our empire.
In that case, let's mobilize 100,000 men and two Queen of Glory-class battleships that have been modified with sparkling oil, and then let the Skull Taker lead them to support him.
It just so happens that I also have some weapons that need to be tested in actual combat."
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