Omega took a photo of the button of the last airtight door
As the button sank, the heavy air-tight door slowly slid open to both sides under the push of the hydraulic rod, and a stream of hot and dirty air spurted out from the crack in the door.
Omega did not hesitate, crossed the threshold, and stepped into Reactor of Gungnir.
In an instant, horrific radiation and pollutants from Reactor surrounded Omega.
The air was filled with deadly mist, which penetrated the gaps in the carapace and hit his skin, causing a dense burning sensation.
There was a faint phosphorescence in the liquid on the ground, and the pipes hanging from the ceiling were dripping with thick coolant and some unknown yellow secretion.
The walls were covered with a thin, translucent crystal that glowed with sickly colors in the radiant light.
The temperature is high enough to cause ordinary flesh and blood to char in an instant, the surface of the metal is slightly distorted in the heat wave, and the furnace in the distance emits a red light like Planetary Core.
However, how could Omega, as Primarch, fall down because of such a small amount of radiation.
His body maintained perfect functions amidst those torrents that could melt steel, and his cells repaired the damage caused by radiation at a terrifying speed.
For him, Reactor, which can even melt Space Marine and whose temperature exceeds Planetary Core, can come and go freely.
He walked through the rows of cooling ducts and cable bridges until he reached the edge of the central platform of Reactor, stopped, and let the huge fusion core churning with scorching light appear in front of him.
Bang!
A huge metal explosion came from the passage behind him.
The heavy airtight door was torn from it by a brute force, the entire armor plate dented inward, and the rivets and locks on the edge shattered into fragments.
Russ probed through the crack, grabbed the broken metal edges on both sides, and ripped them apart directly.
Then, Russ strode into Reactor, with Chainsword and Winter's Axe hanging by his side.
The hot air enveloped him the moment he stepped in, but Russ just narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to move forward.
Radiation and waste are equally useless to Russ.
Both sides stood firm in this deadly place.
There was only a slightly glowing metal platform between them, with the boiling Reactor core beneath their feet, and giant tangled pipes above their heads. The terrifying radiation formed a layer of light blue mist in the air.
No Mortals can survive even for a second in this environment, but Omega and Russ each take their own side and examine each other's outlines.
"Omega... you... why... baba..."
Omega The communicator on the armband emitted a burst of sharp current noise.
Utio's voice was shattered by radiation into intermittent electromagnetic fragments, mixed with crackling interference sounds.
Omega lowered his head and glanced at the panel that was emitting tiny sparks. Without any further hesitation, he ripped off the communicator and threw it on the ground.
The metal block bounced on the hot plate surface, and was immediately engulfed by the high temperature and radiation, turning into a twisted residue.
Russ noticed that action.
His eyes moved from the discarded communicator back to Omega's weapon, and his voice sounded low and clear in the low-frequency roar of Reactor: "What is your purpose of attracting me here."
Russ did not rush to take action, but stood a few meters away, assessing the situation.
Although Russ's words and deeds are brutal and rough, he is not a brainless barbarian.
Primarch's intuition and wisdom flowed in his body. Under that layer of Shell that seemed to have only fighting spirit and howling, there was hidden a heart that could quickly identify the direction of the wind in a battle.
When he saw Omega leading him to such a place, throwing away his communicator, and showing no determination to fight to the death, he sensed something was wrong.
Did the brother in front of me really betray him?
According to the information Lorgar sent to himself, here is the Reactor of the super weapon Gungnir.
And this figure that looked exactly like Alpharius led him to this most deadly hub.
Did he really want to ambush him here?
Or... did he bring himself here on purpose?
One question after another sprouted in Russ's mind.
He frowned slightly, scanning back and forth between Omega and the weapon, trying to find the answer.
However, Omega remained silent, obviously unwilling to answer Russ.
But soon, Russ suppressed these doubts and focused on facing the enemy in front of him.
Whatever the answer, this man stood on the same battlefield as him at the edge of the furnace, weapon in hand.
Before figuring out the truth, he could at least suppress the threat in front of him.
He gripped Chainsword again, the sawtooth let out a low roar, and the ax blade of Winter's Axe flashed cold Blue Light in the radiation.
At this moment, a burst of heavy footsteps came from the passage behind Omega.
That was Battle Automaton dispatched by Utio arriving on the battlefield.
The first thing that caught Russ's eyes were the silhouettes emerging from the shadows of the passage. Each Battle Automaton was several meters high and consisted of a heavy-duty automatic Construct intertwined with the metal flesh and blood stuffed into the soul of Daemons.
Their Shell are covered with dark red muscle fibers and hanging tendons. The flesh and blood are embedded in the steel plates, revealing fine teeth and wriggling mucous membranes in the gaps between the joints.
Their heads are no longer mechanical structures, but twisted faces, with glowing optical crystals embedded in their eye sockets, and hot air like Sulfur gushing out of their mouths.
Daemons's soul turned into a monster of metal and flesh, striding towards Leman Russ.
They didn't emit any language, only low and strange resonance sounds.
The weapons on their bodies also lit up. Some of the mechas had Flamer fused with the power of Warp fixed on their arms, with an orange-red light exuding from the muzzles.
Others are equipped with huge blades, with twisted Rune engraved on the blade, slightly twisted in the heat wave.
Russ turned his head, holding Chainsword and Battle Axe, looking coldly at the Omega in front of him, and then looked at the group of Battle-automata behind him.
He understood the origins of these mechas. Those who could put Warp's power into the machines and retain their power were definitely not what ordinary traitors Adeptus Mechanicus could do.
There are deeper forces behind them.
But he didn't speak, he just turned his body slightly to keep both enemies within sight.
"Let's make a break here, Russ." As Omega's voice fell, Battle-automata came towards Russ.
The first Battle Automaton launched the attack first.
The Flamer on its arm suddenly spurted out a twisted stream of orange fire. The flame contained the color of Warp's power. The moment it touched the air, it expanded into a translucent wall of fire and rushed towards the front of Russ.
At the same time, another mech rushed out from the flank of Russ, its huge blade screamed in the air, and slashed at Russ's waist at supersonic speed.
Russ rushed towards the flames, ducking to avoid the blade. Chainsword with his left hand swept across, and the sawtooth bit into the first mech's neck and shoulder armor.
The moment Devourer of Souls's toothed blade came into contact with Daemons's combination of flesh, flesh and metal, a piercing scream came out.
Russ flipped his wrist and dragged the entire Chainsword out of the mech's torso. Sparks and minced meat flew along the saw teeth.
The mech's head and half of its shoulders were sliced off. The headless body that lost control staggered forward two steps, then fell to the ground, twitched for a few seconds and then stopped moving.
Russ turned around, and with his right hand Battle Axe split the second blade that was coming towards him. The ax blade collided with Giant Blade that was engraved with Rune, and a thunder exploded.
Russ used the momentum of the impact to press Battle Axe into the opponent's hilt, splitting the entire robotic arm and upper body into two pieces.
The Daemons Engine's upper body was still trying to crawl towards Russ after it was disconnected. The metal claws dug out several Mars on the ground until Russ stepped on its head and crushed it.
However, more mechs are pouring in continuously.
After Russ chopped down the mecha with Flamer, another mech rushed from behind him. The flame knife fused with the power of Warp drew a bright light track on his armor, leaving a series of hot burn marks.
Russ showed a hint of impatience on his face.
He has destroyed the external control circuits of these mechas. According to common sense, they should have been paralyzed.
But now, these severed bodies are still trembling, and the broken limbs are still twitching. As the controller is destroyed by Russ, these Battle Automaton are obviously not affected in any way, and they are still struggling towards him.
He must use more thorough means to crush them into real pieces to render them completely incapacitated.
Russ brandished his weapon again.
This time, he did not try to behead or amputate accurately. Instead, he alternately smashed Chainsword and Battle Axe into the core of each mecha, tearing the entire body into pieces along with the flesh and blood organs inside.
Chainsword was turned and stirred in the belly of the machine, mincing the internal motor and the entangled flesh and blood into fine pieces.
Battle Axe split open the mech's chest, revealing the beating, deformed core inside. Those fleshy engines filled with fangs, fed by the energy of Warp, screamed a few times in the air, and were immediately crushed by Russ's kick.
For a time, the Reactor platform was filled with tumbling debris, broken limbs and gushing dark liquid.
Until the last mecha was completely chopped up by him, the monster was finally exploded into a ball of metal and flesh and blood debris under the saw teeth, scattered on the ground of Reactor, still emitting black smoke silently.
Russ stood among the wreckage, covered in body fluids and debris from Daemons Engine, breathing heavily, and the blades of Devourer of Souls and Winter's Axe were covered with debris.
At this moment, Russ truly understood everything.
He originally thought that he was just facing weapons and defenders made by Traitor Legions, and thought that this was just an ordinary confrontation in Warfire.
But when he stood in this Reactor, his eyes were filled with the products of the fusion of machinery and Warp's flesh and blood, and when he saw the struggles of those mechas that refused to stop even after being cut into pieces, a cold realization hit his bone marrow like a nail.
He understood that behind this rebellion, there were more terrifying forces controlling everything.
It was not a weapon, not a traitor Primarch, but a huge conspiracy that went deep into the core of Imperium, integrated with Warp, and spread in the veins of Imperium.
"You asked me to come here..." Russ whispered, "You didn't mean to kill me here at all. You asked me to see these things."
Omega still has no answer.