Omega walked through the corridor that was slightly shaken by Warfire and quickly returned to Command Room.
The heavy airtight door closed behind him, blocking the burning bloody smell and the roar of the explosion from the outside at the other end of the door.
Command Room still maintains an almost calm order inside. Various Control Console indicator lights flash in an orderly manner, and the data stream keeps scrolling on the screen.
Utio is standing in the middle of Control Panel, and his huge mountain-like body almost occupies the second half of the entire space.
His main torso is wrapped in countless cables, and thousands of machines Tentacles are extending from all sides of the torso, flexibly and continuously controlling various systems of the entire war machine.
The entire Gungnir's defensive fire control, energy distribution, shield frequency and Servitor dispatch all operate in an orderly manner under the dispatch of his thousand Tentacles.
Omega stood in his shadow, watching this scene.
"Russ is here, what are you going to do?" Omega looked at Utio and asked, his voice was calm, and there was no trace of panic.
Utio's metal Tentacles stopped for a moment, only for a very short moment.
The red optical lens on his head turned to Omega, and a deep voice came out from his throat that was wrapped in pipes. "This is your business, not mine. It is impossible for me to confront a Primarch head-on. Only Primarch can fight against Primarch."
Omega heard this, he looked at Utio, and after a moment of silence he said, "I will fight against Russ, what about you?"
Tentacles of Utio started moving again. The lens on his head scanned the changing data on Control Panel and said calmly, "I want to prepare the launch procedure of Gungnir in advance."
Archmagos on the side raised his head from the depths of Control Console and interrupted the conversation.
"Sir, please allow me to remind you that the failure rate of the second launch is 50%, and the probability of a fatal explosion is--"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Utio.
"Machine God is on our side, ready to test fire." Utio said.
Archmagos's voice paused, as if a computing machine had received an instruction that could not be overridden.
He was silent for two seconds and finally answered, "Understood."
After that, Archmagos returned to his position, bent down, and pointed the thick nerve plug at the interface on the back of his neck. With a muffled sound and a subtle sound of electricity, the entire pipeline was completely connected to his body.
His eyes became hollow and focused the moment the connection was completed, and his nervous system was completely connected to Gungnir.
Archmagos spoke, and his voice already had a sense of current distortion. "The second target, Holy Terra. Start charging, estimated time is 24 Terra."
Omega stood at the door of Command Room and listened to the whole process.
He didn't speak anymore, he just turned around and walked out, and the heavy door slowly closed behind him.
His footsteps moved along the passage, neither fast nor slow, but unlike Command Room's calmness, his heart was burning.
"It's really crazy." Omega whispered, his voice almost inaudible in the empty passage.
He raised his hand, pressed it on the map terminal on the wall, and called up the core structure diagram of Gungnir.
His eyes quickly passed over the blocks marked with various symbols, and finally stopped at the position of Reactor.
The core area is still a long way from the Boarding battlefield, with several defense gates and guard stations separated in between, but there are also several maintenance passages that are not often used that can be detoured.
Omega has made up his mind that he must attract Russ to Reactor and use the power of Russ to destroy Reactor.
He couldn't destroy this weapon by himself without revealing his identity, but Russ could.
If he guides Russ to find Reactor, Russ's character will never sit idly by.
And once Gungnir shoots at Terra, everything will be over.
Imperial Palace will be annihilated by that terrifying power, and Imperium's political center will be completely paralyzed. At that time, the entire Imperium will be completely split in the darkness of Warp Storm.
I cannot and will not let this happen.
For this purpose, he prepared a bold plan.
He must pretend to be a real traitor Primarch, launch an attack on Russ, use the traces of battle to win Wolf King's trust, and then use First Company to string together a seemingly lost retreat to introduce that Russ into Reactor.
He picked up the transmission device, which was a rectangular device made by Adeptus Mechanicus. The surface was covered with rivets and signs of wear.
He adjusted the coordinates, clamped the device under his arm armor, and stepped onto the nearest teleportation platform.
Light rose around him, and the air was twisted by the heat into a hazy cloud of steam.
The next second, he disappeared into the halo of the teleportation platform and was sent to the place where Gungnir was Boarding.
On the other side, Russ is holding Chainsword high and killing.
Hrafnkel's Boarding troops have torn apart a bulkhead on the outer layer of Gungnir, and the Space Wolves soldiers are advancing along the metal channel toward the core.
Leman Russ·Russ rushed at the front of the entire team. Devourer of Souls's sawtooth rotated at high speed, making a deafening roar. Each wave cut off everything in front of it.
Dozens of the Iron Hands Legion warriors appeared at the end of the passage, their mechanical prosthetic eyes flashing red in the darkness. The Bolter and arc weapons in their hands had been raised. A dense rain of bullets and lightning poured in at the same time, shrouding Russ and the Space Wolves Legion warriors following behind in a curtain of scorching fire.
Bolt exploded on Russ's armor, fire lights lit up one after another, and debris flew.
Those Iron Hands soldiers thought they were conducting a suppressive ambush, but they did not see the huge figures walking out of the fire after the smoke cleared.
In response to their ambush, Russ fired an angry sweep.
Devourer of Souls drew a huge silver arc in the air, and the sawtooth crashed into the body of the Iron Hands warrior in the front row with unparalleled kinetic energy.
The toothed blade of Chainsword cut through the thick iron shell the moment it came into contact with the armor.
Metal, muscle, and bones were shattered simultaneously by the bite of the toothed blades. The soldier's entire upper body was split open diagonally, blood and engine oil spurted out from the fracture, and the broken body exploded into a mixture of iron filings and flesh under the pull of the sawtooth.
Russ didn't stop. He struck back with his backhand, splitting the second Iron Hands soldier into two pieces with his gun. The scraps of iron and internal organs were thrown towards the wall along the saw teeth, leaving a bright red and silver-gray smear mark on the steel surface.
The remaining Iron Hands warriors tried to reorganize their formation, but there was no chance in front of Russ.
The Space Wolves Legion warriors followed closely, crossing the remaining Iron Hands with Severance and killing them.
The sound of gunshots, tearing metal, and roars mixed together in the passage.
Raven Guard Legion warriors are hiding in the shadows. They are proficient in stealth and Infiltration. They choose to hibernate on the ceiling, pipeline interlayer and Vent of the passage, trying to use Bolter to sneak attack Russ from the dark.
Several Bolt bullets fired from the shadows pierced the air and hit Russ's head and back.
But Space Wolves Legion warriors have already smelled that hidden aura.
They suddenly dispersed from the team, roaring and rushing toward the silhouettes in the shadows. Raven Guard's stealth skills failed in front of Space Wolves's sense of smell.
They were pulled out, held down, and thrown to the ground angrily. Before the weapons in their hands could fire again, Space Wolves's Power Axe had torn open their throats and plastrons.
Dark blood spattered on the wall, and the mutilated corpse was thrown into the shadows, as if it had never existed.
Russ took the lead and fought into a wide Hall.
This is a giant hangar square large enough to accommodate the entire fleet. There are countless pipelines hanging under the towering dome, and it is surrounded by Tech-Priest maintenance platforms and transportation Orbit.
Warfire mixes the burnt gas and engine oil smell in the air, making it pungent.
He stood in the center of the Hall, with minced meat and broken metal still hanging on the tooth blade of Devourer of Souls. He licked the blood spattered on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes scanned the space like Hound.
What came oncoming was Omega holding Spear.
Omega stood at the other end of the Hall. Power Spear's spear tip was hanging down to the ground. The scars from the previous battle with Abaddon still remained on the armor.
There was no Alpha warrior behind him, he was the only one.
Omega's calm gaze collided with Russ's burning gaze in the air.
Russ grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth. He raised his hand to lift Devourer of Souls, and the sawtooth roar echoed under the dome.