Chapter 27: Confucius 2 is much more powerful than Fear 8.
Chapter 27: Confucius 2 is much more powerful than Fear 8.
The Gothic cathedrals on Imperial Titans are not merely decorative; as one of the Empire's most important allies, the Mechanicus, one of the two-headed eagles, possesses immunity from Imperial truth.
When the Judgment Day was firing at full force on various battlefields of the Great Crusade, becoming a nightmare for the Empire's enemies, this place would often be bustling with activity as well.
Praise be to Om Messiah, the god of all machines, and pour scalding holy oil into all the conduits to soothe the violent machine spirit of the Emperor-class Titan...
Even now, ancient ceremonies are still held inside the Titan Church—
But it's different from before.
The once spotless mechanical emblem was now splattered with foul-smelling blood, the bloodstains forming grotesque arrow patterns around the design.
Instead of holy oil, what was injected into the pipes was a viscous substance mixed with bits of flesh and blood, and the pipes and cables pulsated as if they were alive.
Of the hundreds of mechanical priests, technical sergeants, apprentices, and servants, less than one-tenth remain; the majority of the rest have been reduced to bloody, mangled heads stuck in the ground atop metal rods.
They were brutally murdered in the darkness by their comrades, friends, teachers, and students while the Judgment Day was locked down to defend against viral bombs, thus becoming fresh sacrifices.
The traitors piled up the remains of corpses into small mountains, and they formed a circle around them, beginning to chant incantations with fervor.
Of course, this is not a binary prayer praising the god of all machines.
"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull offering to the skull seat!"
It seems they want to pray for the evil god's blessing here and merge with the Emperor-class Titan.
As for whether they wanted to desecrate this divine machine, or conversely, whether they were corrupted by the Judgment Day machine spirit, that remains unknown.
Perhaps because the Istvan III had already caused too much bloodshed, their sacrificial ritual went very smoothly. Blood could be seen beginning to gather and take shape, as if something evil and terrifying was about to be born from it.
"Descend upon this place! Incarnation of rage! Turn this world into your slaughterhouse—"
Boom! ! !
However, before they could finish speaking, with a deafening explosion, something smashed through the church ceiling and fell straight down into the pile of corpses.
boom!!!
In an instant, blood mist flew everywhere, flesh shards flew, and a large crater was smashed into the brass floor.
In the center of the pit, a tall and burly figure can be vaguely seen, holding a huge power hammer in his hand.
The traitors looked at each other, their expressions now filled with excitement and ecstasy.
Most of them were also new to the Chaos Ritual and were unaware of the specifics of demon summoning.
More importantly, they never imagined that anyone could get through the Judgment Day's void shield and anti-aircraft fire to get here.
Therefore, their first reaction was...
"O great Khorne warrior!"
A dark mechanical priest excitedly approached the "demon." Although he thought the armor beneath the bloodstains resembled that of the Son of Horus, he remained convinced that the demon was a chaotic creature successfully summoned through a ritual.
"Please merge with the divine machine and spread the will of the Blood God to all things in the world!"
"You've come to the right person. Although I'm not familiar with Lao Ba, I do know a little about the even more amazing Confucius."
A deep, resonant voice came from inside the helmet.
Sun Qian slowly stood up. Although he had used the
However, when he looked around and saw this nauseating scene of chaotic sacrifice...
It turns out that Prime Minister Cao was right; treating headaches with intense anger can be said to have an immediate effect.
"To kill without teaching is cruelty, so I'll teach you a lesson today."
The dark mechanical priest closest to Sun Qian seemed to sense something and instinctively tried to retreat—
But Sun Qian grabbed his head with one hand.
Twist, pull.
Before the Dark Mechanical Priest even had a chance to scream, Sun Qian forcibly pulled out his head along with half of his spine and inserted it into a metal pipe next to him.
Confucius said: "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you."
Then Sun Qian swung his power hammer with his other hand, smashing one of the enemies away, sending him crashing into the wall and turning into a pile of minced meat.
"Damn it! It's the enemy!!"
bang bang bang! ! !
The other Chaos believers finally reacted, screaming as they raised their bomb guns and fired at Sun Qian. However, this level of firepower couldn't even leave a mark on the ceramic steel.
"To give and not return is impolite."
Sun Qian took out the twin-barreled Storm Bomb Gun from his waist and mercilessly reaped these Chaos Believers who were no longer worthy of being called human.
The battle lasted less than half a minute from start to finish, and only one Astartes remained standing in the vast Titan Cathedral.
But Sun Qian felt no joy of victory at this moment. It seemed that Chaos's infiltration of this Emperor-class Titan was more serious than he had imagined. No wonder it was the first traitor Titan to reach the palace walls in the original timeline.
However, this also strengthened his resolve to eliminate the Judgment Day here.
The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits.
But Sun Qian did not rush to leave. Instead, he carefully walked around the church to make sure that no one had escaped or damaged the chaos array.
During the brief delay, a cacophony of footsteps could be heard at the church entrance.
"That guy's inside!"
"Never let him leave here!"
With the huge commotion caused by Sun Qian's sudden arrival, it's absolutely impossible for him to operate covertly.
But he didn't intend to do that.
The church doors were instantly blown to pieces.
puff puff puff, biubiu, buzz—
At the same time, heavy explosives, thermal rays, lasers, and all sorts of powerful firepower were poured down on Sun Qian.
Sun Qian knew they were the protectors of the Cult of the Machine God, or rather, the Dark Protectors of the Cult.
Although they are essentially mortals, they possess weapons of the Empire's highest technological level, many of which are not even equipped by the most elite Space Marine legions.
However, Sun Qian remained unharmed amidst this literal hail of bullets, and even yawned before activating the power hammer.
This is no ordinary power hammer; it's a Thunder Hammer, a rare weapon even in the Great Tyrant's arsenal.
A dazzling arc of electricity flashed on the hammerhead, indicating that the weapon was entering its energy storage mode.
"A gentleman who lacks dignity will not command respect. It seems I made the right choice in bringing it along. Now, let me show you—"
Bang!
Just then, several Deathguard warriors wearing Terminator power armor burst through the surrounding windows and charged straight at Sun Qian like ferocious beasts with speed that belied their heavy appearance.
"Close combat execution, kill on sight!"
They appeared to be the Mortalian Primarch Guard, known for their extensive experience dealing with psykers, and were not at all surprised by Sun Qian's special abilities.
Although they do not use psionic energy themselves, they generally have extremely high psionic endurance. They rely on their expertise in foot combat to approach and execute enemies, a tactic that is almost always effective against psionicists who are not good at close combat.
In fact, Sun Qian's weakness in the "Empty City" skill is indeed his vulnerability to close-range attacks...
That's why he chose to land here.
Boom!
Amidst a deafening roar, flames erupted from all directions, even sending Terminator warriors flying.
"A wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall... I originally only intended to purify this place, so don't blame me for barging in here yourselves."
While Sun Qian was wandering around, he placed tungsten high-explosive explosives in various corners of the church, which went unnoticed because of the bodies.
Moreover, what he said was true; he intended to deal with the chaotic ritual site first, regardless of the circumstances.
However, the high temperatures released by these argon explosives were so terrifying that even Sun Qian himself was soon engulfed by the raging flames.
The defenders of the church had to temporarily withdraw from the entrance, and they were all bewildered as they looked at the Titan Cathedral, which had been turned into a giant incinerator.
"Did he... perish together with the Terminator team?"
"Don't let your guard down! We'll stay here and hold him! Don't let anyone out—"
"Speaking of which, it is said that Liu Bei had a pair of twin swords, one called the Sword of Benevolence and the other called the Sword of Righteousness."
Upon hearing this voice, the entire Christian Guard looked up in disbelief.
Sun Qian appeared on the dome of the church, his jump pack behind him spitting fire, clearly indicating that he had jumped out of the hole he had just smashed.
But what made all the defenders of the faith even more desperate was that the Thunder Hammer in his hand was already charged to its limit and was enveloped in countless crackling bolts of electricity.
Then, together with Sun Qian, they leaped toward the Christian guards gathered at the entrance.
"Then I'll call this hammer the Hammer of Virtue!"
Boom!
The defenders scattered and tried to escape, but when the hammer struck the ground, a violent burst of lightning instantly erupted in all directions, killing everyone within a radius of dozens of meters.
Sun Qian chose this somewhat cumbersome weapon because he valued the Thunder Hammer's area-of-effect attack capabilities.
"This is the last point I'll teach you—"
When he stood up again, there were no more enemies around him who could not move.
"Win people over with virtue!"
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