"Damn it, what the hell? I just watched our daemon engine get eaten by those crimson super-heavy tanks."
"Which one of us is the fucking daemon engine?"
Kroeger, the Iron Warriors' Trident, roared in shock. Before his eyes, a Forge Lord's daemon crawler had tried to pry open an Apocalypse Tank's cockpit and devour everyone inside like it was opening a can.
It had merely chosen the wrong target. Apocalypse Tanks and their cousins in the Imperial arsenal came from entirely different bloodlines.
These pot-bellied, spider-like daemon engines could release countless tiny crawling spiders from their abdomens. Those vicious little things excelled at burrowing into human bodies at speeds too fast for the naked eye to notice, especially through the abdomen, before ravenously gnawing at the sweet flesh within.
Compared to daemon engines with concentrated destructive power, these daemon crawlers capable of splitting into offspring posed a greater threat to the Imperium's mortal auxiliary forces. Consequently, they far outnumbered other daemon engines.
But now, Klayne witnessed what Imperial technology truly was. It was utterly breathtaking.
The roaring Apocalypse Tank showed no fear of the daemon crawler's flank attack and simply rammed it back with brutal force.
Several magnetic harpoons capable of generating immensely powerful electromagnetic fields suddenly sprang from its armor, dragging the daemon engine directly into the grinder that was feeding.
The daemon crawler's bloated body, along with countless tiny spiders that had crawled onto the ground, was instantly caught by the powerful magnetic force. The daemon bound within sensed that something was wrong on instinct, yet it could not break free of the magnetic harpoons.
Even when its eight scythe-like leg blades dug deep into the rock, it merely delayed its death by a few seconds.
The daemon engine let out a terrified shriek. Then its leg blades