A shameful rebellion and blasphemy, with countless humans dying every single second.
The sky and land of the once-prosperous agricultural world of Coth are burning, and thousands of the Emperor's loyal angels have died at the hands of treacherous brothers.
Even the home of the Ultramarines, the 500 Worlds, is under attack by two traitor legions and is on the verge of falling. The battle has reached its most critical point.
For Kenmyo to reduce the Ultramarines' losses, he must first gain control of this warship.
Kenmyo didn't have time to clear out all the Word Bearers stationed on this warship; he only needed to eliminate those in the cockpit.
Thanks to being a Tech-Priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, Kenmyo was connected to the machine spirit of the 'False Emperor' warship and could control some of its equipment to a certain extent.
Because the warship's design also had to consider the possibility of enemies boarding, the cockpit hatch was specially reinforced.
When the cockpit hatch is closed, it means complete isolation from the outside world. No matter how loud the commotion outside or inside, both sides are mutually isolated and do not interfere with each other.
This means that general noise will not reach the outside, so those inside can act freely.
The warship's interior was already in chaos, but the guards stationed outside still hadn't noticed anything unusual and hadn't come to reinforce.
Even those Word Bearers inside couldn't sound the alarm for reinforcements, because Kenmyo had directly cut off all alarms, completely isolating this place from the world.
With a loud 'bang,' a human-shaped dent appeared on the wall made of special alloy, and a Word Bearer slid directly from there to the ground, losing all movement.
His power armor was covered in cracks, and in the center of his shattered chest plate was a bloody hole, a fatal wound that had mashed all his internal organs into pulp.
astartes' modification surgeries cover a wide range, with almost all internal organs, including the heart, being modified to become thicker, and even lacerations can be repaired at an extremely fast rate.
So, if one wants to disembowel a Space Marine and kill them quickly, the only way is to completely disrupt their internal organs, turning them into a muddy mess, which will effectively eliminate them.
But how could an ordinary person possess such a technique? Power armor is a Space Marine's best protective weapon, a steel body like a copper wall and iron fortress that can withstand conventional firepower.
Behind Kenmyo, a hovering, grotesque mechanical claw, with three sharp talons intersecting, emitted a crisp metallic sound, and in the center of those talons was a drill, whose rotating sound was chilling.
This design inspiration came from a weapon commonly used by Astartes Monks called 'Blood Claw,' which typically consists of several sharp talons used to pierce the enemy's tough armor, and then a melta in the center of the talons completely melts the enemy's body.
Kenmyo's mechanical arm talons still had shocking bloodstains on them, and at the same time, three other hideous corpses lay at his feet. The Word Bearers all had wide-open eyes, as if they had experienced something terrifying before death, unable to close their eyes even in death.
"The fourth one."
All the weapons Kenmyo carried on his person were designed for Space Marines. For example, the dozen or so mechanical arms on his back were made from the most expensive and hardest known metal discovered in the Warhammer World.
Capable of high-strength pressure resistance and extremely high-temperature heat resistance, astartes would certainly not be able to break or tear them.
They were all embezzled by the original owner, relying on his status within the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars.
Each one was expensive, and the craftsmanship basically symbolized the highest forging level of Belisarius Cawl, the Sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars.
Facing the death of their comrade, the Word Bearers did not show any particular emotion.
Instead, there was a sense of dilemma.
Khor-Pharon, the First Company Captain of the Word Bearers, had said to take good care of Belisarius Cawl.
Although Kenmyo's actions were a complete betrayal, the Word Bearers had the right to kill traitors.
But there were exceptions to everything, and they might truly not have the authority to decide Kenmyo's execution.
Lorgar Aurelian, the Legion Master of the Word Bearers, had specifically announced to all his subordinate Space Marines that
Belisarius Cawl's life was extremely important, and absolutely no harm should come to him.
If anything happened, their entire legion would suffer severe punishment from Warmaster Horus to appease the wrath of a certain entity.
This situation made them fight quite resentfully; four comrades had already died, but this person's life was simply too precious.
They could only capture him alive.
The current situation is that the enemy's main attack method relies on the mechanical arms on his back; other attack methods are temporarily unknown.
Considering that most of the Adeptus Mechanicus are relatively fragile, relying entirely on machinery for all life activities, it would suffice to cut off all the main tubes connecting to life activities.
A Tech-Priest of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars is not that easy to kill; this approach would only cause energy loss, and losing energy supply would be enough to paralyze him on the ground, unable to move.
For example, dealing with the mechanical arms on the target's back is extremely troublesome. Those mechanical arms move very swiftly and possess great strength, so one must handle them carefully.
The Word Bearers exchanged glances, immediately demonstrating the astartes' combat synergy.
The interior of this vessel's control room is actually quite spacious. Khor-Pharon only left the minimum number of people required to operate the warship. Otherwise, it could accommodate hundreds of Word Bearers simultaneously working to control the vessel.
This allowed them to conduct dispersed attacks, such as some providing cover, some leading the offense, and others defending, all with clear primary and secondary roles.
Since they were in the ship's control room, as liaison officers, they didn't carry too many weapons, just ordinary conventional ones.
"If you don't come over, I will."
Kenmyo merely took a step forward, and Bolter fire immediately whistled towards him.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Bullets struck the hard barrier, becoming trapped and unable to advance further, creating ripples as more and more bullets poured onto it.
The attack was ineffective.
But this did not deter the Word Bearers' assault; the Space Marines providing suppressing fire continued to unleash a barrage of shots from their weapons at Kenmyo.
"It's useless. Useless."
Kenmyo stood bathed in a hail of bullets, yet sustained no damage. He calmly shook his head; the current situation met his expectations for his weapons.
No matter how fierce the firepower, it could not break through the special barrier Kenmyo had set up earlier. Although the working principle was unknown, it didn't prevent knowing its effectiveness.
That special barrier was a mechanized version of a certain Psyker barrier, akin to a Psyker raising a high wall in front of themselves, obstructing all possible attacks.
He merely replicated this situation with technology. This void shield was so thick that it would likely require the power of a large anti-tank landmine to destroy it.
If it were just conventional Space Marine weapons, such as a Bolter, even if they fired from morning till night, the Space Marines would only face the threat of their gun barrels bursting, and they still wouldn't be able to penetrate the defense.
It was powered by Kenmyo himself, so there was no worry of a power outage causing the equipment to malfunction and cease functioning.
Bolter fire struck the barrier with a crisp sound. Eight Word Bearers provided suppressive fire with their weapons, while the remaining four approached Kenmyo from different directions for a laughable 'decapitation' attempt.
The footsteps of power armor are usually silenced by instruments, making it difficult to hear these 'big cans' running. Not even vibrations are produced, so generally, if a smoke grenade is thrown, they cannot be seen concealed in the mist.
A crystal-clear light stretched across his front, and at that moment, five or six red bullets were suspended motionless in the air.
Compared to those unique bullets, they had no lethality; they were purely smoke grenades used to confuse.
Obstructing all vision, the concentration was such that it could even distort light.
"Too naive, fellas?"
Using things made by the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars to deal with a Sage of the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars, you truly are brilliant.
The smoke generated by the instant explosion of those few special smoke grenades around Kenmyo almost completely enveloped the entire cockpit.
And the gunfire from afar also ceased. All the dozen astartes lost all movement, hidden in the darkness, but one thing was certain: they were continuously closing in on Kenmyo.
Everything around Kenmyo was silent, a hazy expanse where nothing could be seen clearly.
Suddenly, a faint rustling sound came from his left field of vision. Although the sound was very weak, Kenmyo immediately detected the anomaly.
He didn't even need to turn his head to know that two Word Bearers were approaching him, ready to take drastic measures.
Before the Word Bearers' blades could fall, they slammed directly into the hard shield, producing a violent scraping sound.
A shimmering blue shield suddenly appeared half a meter above Kenmyo's head. The Word Bearers' warblades struck the shield heavily but could not penetrate it in the slightest.
Their two slashes had no effect, and in their blind spot, two mechanical arms were already stirring.
After two'splat' sounds, the 'iron can' was directly swatted away by the mechanical arm, slamming heavily into the wall behind it.
If the smoke cleared, one would see that their heads had been opened with a particularly large hole, and their brains inside were empty.
As if implying they had no brains.
Kenmyo's dozen or so mechanical arms on his back, after killing two astartes, did not remain idle. Instead, they directly emitted a large number of concentrated beams of light from their barrels, similar to a volley from autocannons.
These scorching beams could produce a cutting effect in the confined space. After several light-speed passes, only scattered limbs and broken arms remained on the scene.
There was no trace of the original red 'big cans' to be seen; the Word Bearers were all dismembered by the highly concentrated particle rays.
Kenmyo had no desire to play with them anymore. If not for the heavy casualties of the Ultramarines outside, he might have been interested in playing a bit longer.
These guys thought he was just a shut-in who only knew how to sit on the sidelines and research machinery, someone who hadn't experienced the baptism of war.
Little did they know he was a former Electro-Priest from the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars' combat units, having participated in the liberation of Mars during the darkest and most difficult period of the Mechanicus.
His full mechanical transformation also happened at that time because his injuries were so severe that he could only rely on machinery to sustain life.
So he simply let his flesh and blood disappear entirely, and by using a mechanical body, he no longer had the problem of fleshly pain.
Even without the support of the mechanical arms on his back, Kenmyo could kill all these 'big cans' in a protracted battle.
Kenmyo's mechanical bionic eyes have infrared vision and various advanced measures to assist in combat. They shouldn't even think of deceiving him with such ordinary illusions.
Kenmyo looked at the huge figure outside the window, still mockingly laughing at Guilliman, and smiled.
"You won't be smiling for long."
Although the warship's control equipment suffered severe damage in the previous battle.
But who was Kenmyo? To control the warship, he only needed to connect to the true main console here.
From his mechanical arms, a slender one quickly shot out. Its tip, as flexible as a snake, weaved through the broken and sparking control equipment. Once it found the true node, the tip of the mechanical arm transformed into an extremely fine needle.
Inserting the needle into the terminal, all the equipment began to activate.
Those needles could directly transmit Kenmyo's will, taking over the entire machine spirit and granting him all permissions.
When Kenmyo opened his eyes again, they had turned golden, shimmering with magnificent data streams.
This feeling was peculiar, like having another massive body out of thin air, similar to an external avatar.
The first thing Kenmyo did after taking over this behemoth was to tilt it to the right.
As the largest tonnage among the Word Bearers, the 'False Emperor' with its gigantic body stretching over a dozen kilometers, pressing directly onto another warship, would undoubtedly be devastating.
"Report, the flagship is charging at us."
The Word Bearers all looked as if they had seen a ghost.
The Word Bearers on the warship being crushed saw the behemoth approaching them. Then, the deployed void shield instantly suppressed their position, which caused that warship to be directly crushed by Kenmyo.
The battleship's void shield collapsed with a roar during their collision, resulting in a violent explosion.
This was just the beginning.