Drilling out of the Hive Ship.
"Bugs…"
As soon as he drilled out of the Hive Ship, Yang Tao looked around blankly at the atmosphere polluted by turbid air, and besides the Hive Ship beneath him, the other Hive Ships had already vanished.
"Where did the bugs go?"
Hopefully, so passing great god took them all out in one fell swoop, to prevent them from staying and harming his planet.
Little did they know, the Tyranids were also very helpless; after attacking the fortress for a long ti, not only did they not gain any biomass, but they couldn't even recover the biomass of their own fallen.
So large corpses had already been carried in their mouths towards the rear, ready to recycle biomass and create stronger Tyranid warriors.
But could you believe it, even the corpses in their mouths, these perverts didn't let go of, simply disappearing from their mouths.
After finally managing to kill a strange fellow, it turned into a cloud of smoke and vanished, which was a pure insult to them.
When had their Tyranids ever suffered such losses right at the start of a battle?
The Hive Mind imdiately analyzed one thing: attacking this planet was likely a losing business, especially with powerful single combatants capable of easily breaching the Hive Ship's defenses.
They imdiately left this Hive Ship to cover their retreat, re-entering deep space to reorient and head towards other resource-rich worlds.
However, they also left a massive number of Genestealers underground, and given the chance, they would definitely return to this strange world again.
The vast numbers of low-tier Tyranids, having lost the command of the Hive Mind, had now degenerated into wild bugs; without a target, they only knew to follow their instincts and flee in all directions.
The Black Watch on the fortress, who had just felt the intensity, were bewildered, looking at the large and strong bugs running rampant across the ground, only two words popped into their minds:
"That's it??"
The Tyranids were just like this? They weren't even as strong as the Orks; the Orks had still managed to hold out for a week against the powerful Iron Golems before being completely cleared out.
This was the true thought in the hearts of many Black Watch soldiers.
Watching the Iron Golems leaping down from the high walls of the fortress, each of them felt their blood boiling, wishing they could also leap down from the dozens of ters high black walls.
Fortunately, reason told them that doing so would be pure suicide.
The Mutated Iron Golems, guided by the Priest Iron Golem, continuously cleared the surrounding bugs.
The Lanters on the city walls, holding boltguns and power swords, were montarily unsure how to deal with the current situation.
Looking at the massive Hive Ship, Yang Tao had a bit of a headache; this thing had no special abilities, it was just a large bug capable of space travel.
Aside from destroying it to recover energy, it seed to have no other use.
"Fighting the Tyranids and Orks is a real losing business; it's better to fight the Imperium. Win or lose, I can pick up so equipnt."
Even taking torpedoes, he would accept it. At worst, he would go to Terra and drop a few high-yield nuclear bombs; it's not like he couldn't make them.
Yang Tao and the Tyranids' first encounter both led to the conclusion that the other was broke.
Looking at the fortress below and the chaotic spread of the Tyranids, Yang Tao descended from the sky, and suddenly, a flash of yellow entered his line of sight.
That was the warship the Lanters had piloted when they arrived.
"Eh?"
He imdiately changed direction, landing beside the Lanters' warship, and without hesitation, raised his Red Matter Hamr and struck it hard.
The nearly thousand-ter warship was directly dismbered by Yang Tao; the sturdy alloy was fragile before the Red Matter Hamr.
In a short while, the entire warship was collected into Yang Tao's backpack.
'Since I'm already here…'
The Lanters Astartes warriors, though psychologically troubled, were all true n; they were a bit unlucky, but it wasn't like he couldn't support them.
He could only survive by picking up people, souls, Space Marines, planets, and Primarchs that the Emperor didn't want.
His planet originally had spaceships, but they were dismantled into fragnts by the Orks and assembled into various ssy tanks and aircraft.
These Lanters wanted to leave, unless he found a new anchor point to travel to other planets.
Now, he just needed to use faith energy to transform these Lanters into his own people.
Yang Tao, flying back to the fortress, suddenly realized: 'Am I doing this like the Chaos Gods corrupting Space Marines?'
'Bah, the Chaos Gods are deceivers, but I'm sincerely recruiting, how could it be the sa.'
Returning to the fortress.
Yang Tao found the mbers of the Lanters Chapter; they were leaping down from the city walls, following the Mutated Iron Golems, who were even taller than them, to clear the surrounding bugs.
"Beware of these bugs' counterattack!!"
Marica, as the current highest commander of this Lanters force, reminded his comrades.
However…
It was better that he didn't warn them; as soon as he did, a bug lurking in the ground leaped out, tackling a Lanters mber, its sharp claws directly piercing through the power armor.
Bang…
The bug was smashed into minced at.
"Serf, how are you?"
"One heart damaged, one lung stopped working and already poisoned, Lieutenant Marica, rember to bring my gene-seed back…"
Although Space Marines all have two hearts and three lungs, and are tough individuals who have undergone 19 surgeries, and also have strong acid in their bodies, they are still carbon-based life forms and have not exceeded the scope of life.
They would still get poisoned and they would still die.
"Don't worry, Serf, we will bring you back…"
An Iron Golem, dressed in an elegant green priest's robe, much taller than a normal Iron Golem, holding a huge cleaver about the sa length as the Lanters' weapons, walked over to Serf.
Lieutenant Marica shot down a pouncing bug, his gaze turning to the Priest Iron Golem; its robe was embroidered with praises for Yang Tao.
For them, the Astartes, this was the greatest blasphemy.
But for so special reason, all the Lanters did not detect anything amiss.
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
Unfortunately, the Iron Golem that evolved into a Priest still lacked the ability to communicate with others.
Or rather, they believed that besides Yang Tao and the Villagers, there was no need to communicate with anyone else.
Green light appeared.
All the Lanters and Iron Golems around the Priest Iron Golem began to emit green light.
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Three seconds later.
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After three continuous treatnts, Serf, who had just had his heart and lungs ripped out, climbed up from the ground.
Looking at the pierced power armor on his chest, a look of shock appeared on the face beneath the yellow visor.
"The damaged heart and lungs have recovered; this ability is simply incredible."
Couldn't think too much, thinking too much would be disloyal.
Also, the poisoning had not been removed, but looking at the figure that had already turned and left, following behind the other Iron Golems, occasionally emitting green light, Serf felt that he would definitely be able to endure until his body developed resistance.
"Your situation is a bit bad right now."
Yang Tao's figure descended from the sky, landing beside this group of Lanters; he had specifically counted them earlier, 98 people, not even three digits.
He took out an antidote ornant from his backpack and handed it to Serf with a warm, bright smile: "Take this; it only takes 5 seconds to remove the toxin."
Yang Tao didn't dare to give the Astartes milk; who knew if clearing all effects would cause the Astartes' genes to directly collapse.
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