Chapter 183 Khorne Warriors
With the dazzling light, Ron's consciousness came to the honeycomb network.
Due to the access to the energy of the little sun, the entire honeycomb network emits a golden glow.
Large and small light points gather in the virtual space.
Each light point represents a life, and the soul nodes of tens of millions of chicken thieves and tens of millions of Eredar are intertwined, like a dazzling galaxy.
Ron is the master here, and he can control all connected lives through the network.
He calmed down and found the marked soul node representing the missionary saint, and then transmitted his consciousness through the soul node.
To explain it simply.
He used the authority of a god to possess the believers.
This is also one of the common tricks of the gods in the subspace.
The old man of the God Emperor likes to use this trick.
The light dissipated, and Ron came to the missionary saint through the channel on the soul node.
Of course, he was just attached to consciousness and observed the surroundings through the carrier's sight.
The physiques of those missionary saints were not strong enough to bear too much of his power.
If too much power was directly injected, the huge spiritual power would completely burn the carrier into ashes.
In the case of consciousness attachment, it would not affect the thinking of the carrier itself at all, and there would not even be any abnormality.
It was equivalent to having an external camera on his body, allowing Ron to know everything they heard and saw.
When Ron got used to it, he heard the voice of a child in his ears.
"Mr. Fran?"
Little Brown called Fran, who suddenly lost consciousness, and seemed a little worried.
"I'm fine, don't worry, let's go, the suppression troops are coming soon..."
Fran came back to his senses and urged.
As soon as he finished speaking, a volley of bullets swept over, and the numb workers around them fell down one after another.
But the two were lucky and were not hit by the bullets.
Their luck was not good. As soon as they arrived at the main nest, they encountered the cleaning operation of the suppression troops.
Ron, who was possessed by Fran, felt like a 360° human camera, able to clearly hear and see everything around him.
It was like watching a live broadcast with any angle of view.
For example, the suppression troops that kept pouring in from the front of the street and the rumbling armored tanks behind them.
Above his head was a huge community building made of nearly 10,000 layers of adamantium and quick-concrete.
These community buildings were stacked together in a very chaotic way, densely spreading to the endless steel sky.
They were in the lower nest.
This nest was taller and larger than the main nest of Ers, and even more chaotic.
While Ron was thinking, the situation changed.
The rebels launched a counterattack against the suppression troops and threw Molotov cocktails at them.
Those highly adherent chemical fuels stained the soldiers of the suppression troops, igniting a raging flame that was almost impossible to extinguish.
It seems to be organized.
Organized resistance is a good thing, so that these forces can be united to fight against the governor of the star region.
If this place is run like an iron barrel by the star district governor, it will be troublesome.
The resistance continues.
"Quick, fire the shells!"
The officer at the back of the team roared.
Soon, an armored tank broke out of the blockade of flames, crushed the rebels, and fired shells at them.
"Follow me!"
Fran saw that the situation was not good, and led Little Brown to a hidden place.
The shells exploded behind them, and many people were knocked down by the shock wave.
The suppression troops advanced quickly.
The rebels were not to be outdone.
They carried out high-precision anti-tank weapons and blew up the armored tanks.
Under normal circumstances, they would not have such weapons.
It seems that there are nobles or related forces secretly supporting these rebels.
By acting as a war agent to fight against the star district governor.
Unfortunately, their strength is still not enough.
The support of the suppression troops arrived, and several assault ships flew down from the steel sky and dropped airdrop pods to the crowd below.
These steel-made airdrop pods smashed many rebels into pulp, and even some unlucky suppression troops were hit.
The rebels looked at these airdrop pods in surprise.
In front of one of the airdrop pods, two rebel fighters approached cautiously with guns raised.
Bang——
The door of the airdrop pod flew out, smashing the rebel fighters to the far wall on the opposite side.
Roar!
Then, the sudden roar frightened the remaining rebel.
He was grabbed by the blood-red big hand stretched out from the airdrop pod.
A soldier with red skin and blood-red armor walked out of the pod, lifted him over his head and tore him to pieces.
The blood spilled on the blood-red fighter, making him even more excited.
Roar, roar, roar!
The same blood-red fighters came out of the airdrop pods one after another.
They all used melee weapons to brutally slaughter everything in front of them.
Screams were heard everywhere.
Those blood-red warriors were so bloodthirsty that they didn't even distinguish between friend and foe. Many soldiers of the riot control force were killed.
The aura exuded by the blood-red warriors completely crushed the fighting spirit of the rebels.
The rebels began to flee in all directions.
But the blood-red warriors didn't let anyone go, and only had killing in their eyes.
They chased the scattered crowd.
"Damn it, that's a heretic warrior!"
Fran led Little Brown and was swept away by the crowd.
And the blood-red warriors were chasing behind, the scarlet blood rushed straight into his nose, and blood and flesh fragments even splashed on his back.
"Blood sacrifice! Blood sacrifice!"
As the blood spread, the blood-red warriors became more and more violent, with scarlet light in their eyes.
It was an indescribable oppression.
Any warrior facing them would be timid.
Even some ordinary soldiers were frightened and fell to the ground.
On the assault ship in midair, the black-robed mechanic looked at the slaughter below and was a little nervous.
These bloodthirsty warriors were created at the cost of countless lives.
If they were not strong enough, the tyrant would skin and bone them.
After watching for a while, the black-robed mechanic smiled with satisfaction: "The bloodthirsty warriors have reached the expected standard..."
In this way, he can obtain more resources and conduct larger-scale human experiments.
"Fuck!"
On the ground, Ron, who was possessed by Fran, looked at the terrible slaughter.
This familiar combat style and violent emotional energy...
It's his people, no doubt.
Ron was numb:
"Khorne warriors?
This is much stronger than the group of Khorne believers that were wiped out on the planet Ers before. It looks like they have the strength of a Space Marine!"
Is the governor of the star region playing too big?
Can this thing be touched?
He only dared to play tricks on the aliens, but this guy actually created Khorne warriors directly.
And released them to kill randomly.
Too heretical!
Ron originally thought that he could just gather enough Space Marines, and then directly drive the Dream to jump over and push forward.
Unexpectedly, there were twists and turns in the middle.
He was worried about his offensive plan. It seemed that the current level of preparation was not enough!
Even Khorne warriors appeared. There was a high probability that there would be a bigger guy hidden on this planet.
Will there be a Khorne demon coming in by then?
The plan must be adjusted to make the worst-case plan and targeted preparations.
Ron's thoughts flashed through his mind.
These will be slowly thought about when he returns. Now the more important thing is to save the life of the poor saint named Fran.
The meat-chopping knife of the Khorne warrior was about to chop him on the head. His life was in danger.
It was not easy to infiltrate a few people, and he had to rely on these people to obtain more intelligence!