Barbaros, northern mountains, old stronghold.
Two Barbarus months later.
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In the blacksmith shop, the blazing furnace was burning fiercely, with bright yellow and bright red splashing everywhere. Sparks burst out from the furnace from time to time, flashing all around the room.
Several muscular men were swinging forging hammers with full concentration, sparks flying and cutting through the air in the blacksmith shop.
Beside the forging table, several other people were nervously assembling a tall suit of armor. The fine steel that made up the armor was shining under the gaze of the raging fire.
Next to this tall, unfinished suit of armor, there were several smaller pieces of armor that were much smaller than it, but already completed and of exactly the same style.
Hades stood not far away, holding a blueprint, looking up from time to time to check the assembly of these people.
The tall armor under construction is obviously not of ordinary people's size. The more than 4-meter-high armor is now standing in the room. Against the height of the craftsmen, it looks even more majestic and tall.
This is a fully enclosed armor that Hades modified based on the style drawings he snatched from the alien lords in the south, combined with the technology brought by other surrendered human territories.
This armor consists of three layers. The first layer is the thickest, made of a refined corrosion-resistant alloy. It uses metal closures at the joints and also houses the respiratory and circulatory system.
The second layer is a protective layer made of Alien Lord leather provided by Hades. The dense stitches and many traces of tanning on it prove the manufacturer's immense patience, and the joints are also specially thickened.
The third layer is a thick cotton layer that has been repeatedly soaked in herbs. If the first two layers do not work as expected, this layer will filter the poison gas at the last line of defense and provide the wearer with a final defensive barrier.
Of course, the herbal effects that the third layer can provide also include hemostasis and excitement.
The outside of the armor is a breathing backpack, which is connected to the breathing circulation system. It uses the most adsorbent filter material currently available and a system for physically adsorbing poison gas particles.
Hades nervously and seriously checked every step of the assemblers' operations. If someone's assembly did not meet his expectations, Hades would immediately ask them to do it again.
There was no way. Hades was still unable to touch the machinery. He could only compress the black domain to the minimum, then stand aside and direct the actions of others.
And because of the Black Domain, the closed armor made for Hades does not have an electronically driven breathing and circulation system. He can only use the simplest filtering and then inhale the air himself.
As for the other pieces of armor for the guards, there was no second layer. Hades did not bring enough alien lord leather, so he was only allowed to sew two pieces.
Hades still remembered the obviously startled reactions of the craftsmen around him when he took out the leather from his bag.
It is true that not everyone can accept Hades' proposal.
For this purpose, Hades also went to persuade Mortarion briefly.
Although Mortarion was a Primarch who extremely hated aliens, there were no perfect idealists on Barbarus. Only absolute pragmatists could survive tenaciously.
So when he realized the importance of the second layer of armor, Mortarion also acquiesced to Hades' actions.
When the last piece of armor specially made for Mortarion is completed, a total of seven pieces of armor will be uniformly sprayed with anti-corrosion paint and then electroplated with a layer of metal.
Finally, a simple double-scythe interlaced decoration would be fixed to the shoulders of the armor, and thus these special fully enclosed armors were completed.
In addition to the blacksmith shop supervised by Hades, the other blacksmith shops in the old stronghold were also working in full swing. Countless guns and artillery were manufactured to make up for the losses on the front line.
Barbarus, the northern mountains, the territory of the alien lord Nakre, the plains at the foot of the mountain.
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Countless cannons roared, and billowing flames trembled and burst out on the earth.
The puppet's body was flying around, and its body parts flew through the air before falling heavily back to the ground.
Countless low-speed vehicles were overturned, and the puppets inside were directly shaken into a pool of loose meat paste.
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Then, there was the sound of a knife cutting through the air.
Mortarion was the first to rush into the fleeing puppet group, swinging his scythe wildly. Every swing was a storm of blood, and every swing was accompanied by the wailing of the enemy.
All around him, corpses made up of stitched puppets were scattered all over the ground, body parts stacked on top of body parts, organs piled on top of organs, blood splattered, and corpse fluids all over the ground.
The Death Guard also rushed forward, following closely in Mortarion's footsteps. Scythes crossed, flames flew everywhere, and countless puppets howled as their heads were chopped off.
Apart from the wailing of the fleeing enemies, the sound of swords cutting through the air, the roar of muskets firing, and the sound of people running, there was no other sound on the entire battlefield at this moment.
Yes, the Death Guards carried out their slaughter and harvest work silently and orderly.
A silent harvest dance unfolds across the poisonous plains, the dead being its necessary sacrifice.
When the last puppet's head spun and fell, when the last Death Guard sheathed its sharp scythe—
Silent silence and joy enveloped the battlefield at the same time.
This is another victory worth celebrating.
Based on the intelligence map sent from the front line, Mortarion led the Death Guards and successfully cut off the supply lines of the alien lord Nakre.
Those supply lines were like blood-sucking nematodes, constantly sucking the blood of the people of Barbarus. Countless lives of the people of Barbarus were sucked away by these greedy monsters.
But all this will be over soon.
The current situation of the oppression of Barbarus, the current situation of the exploitation of Barbarus for thousands of years, and the history of the shameful rule of Barbarus by the aliens.
It's almost over!
He, Mortarion, will cut off the head of the last xenos lord, declaring the victory of the Death Guard and the victory of the people of Barbarus!
With the last supply line cut off and the last piece of armor being forged in the rear, Mortarion knew that the alien lord Nakre's days were numbered.
The tempo of war was getting faster and faster. Both sides took to the battlefield, risking everything and fighting for their lives.
The next time arms clash, the next time artillery roars, amid the flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, whose head will fall to the ground
The game of fate is about to reach its first climax, everyone returns to their positions, and the curtain is about to open.
Can the Game of Gods find a way out
Emperor's Fantasy.
Now.
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"My Lord, our advance team has discovered a planet that the locals named Barbarus."
"The advance team discovered that there may be a descendant of yours on this planet."
Wish you all a happy reading (≧▽≦)
(End of this chapter)