The Creators: From Night City

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Many of them joined the weapon and equipment design department of [Anti-Entropy], and driven by their own wild design style, combined with other high technologies of [Anti-Entropy], they created many crazy works that gave Jiang Bingdu a 'fresh and innovative' perspective.

The 'Exploding Flame Lantern' is the result of the painstaking efforts of several craftsmen from the original gunpowder barrel school.

Chapter 1018 Yharnam's Unique Battle Tactics

Those familiar with Yharnam know just how extreme the weapons and equipment of this group of madmen are.

With Victorian-era technology, they dared to develop gunpowder-driven explosive pile drivers, circular chainsaws, and multi-barreled machine guns. Not to mention, after incorporating a large number of modern materials science and design concepts, the equipment created by this group of madmen amazed even Jiang Bing, a patient with a late-stage "fear of insufficient firepower."

The Explosive Lantern in 'Crow's' hand is the latest masterpiece of this group of gunpowder barrel faction craftsmen. Of course, as a special edition, Jiang Bing added some extra touches and modified a few relatively conservative design elements while handcrafting it.

The bursting, sharp barbs pierced through the demon's skull and stuck firmly to its body like burrs.

Under the control of 'Crow', the metal chain connecting the lantern broke instantly, and at the same time, she also gave up control of the flame in the lantern.

The brightness of the lantern increased rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The endless chill made the great demon tremble with fear, as if a volcano about to erupt was pressing down on its forehead.

Because this giant demon needed to be suspended upside down from the ceiling, its six deformed flippers had to cling tightly to the top bulkhead, making it impossible to remove its hands.

It could only release its tongue that was wrapped around the 'crow' and try to use it to pull the lantern out.

But then the deadly roar of the chainsaw sword suddenly rang out.

Faced with a bomb about to explode, 'Crow' did not retreat but advanced, closing in on it, completely displaying a willingness to fight to the death.

She is incredibly skilled and adept at handling large monsters.

The special, leaf-shaped serrations pierced into the opponent's mouth, which was full of maggots, and severed the opponent's long tongue at the root.

Ignoring the stench and the writhing sea of ​​maggots, 'Raven' crouched down and burrowed directly into the opponent's mouth, its chainsaw sword roaring as it gnawed into the opponent's palate.

She was like a leech, burying herself in the gaping wounds, frantically dragging the chainsaw sword to create even more horrific injuries.

Under such an offensive, even a great demon would be unable to organize precise movements.

Finally, the lantern's brightness reached its limit.

"boom!!"

A ball of flame suddenly burst into flame above everyone's heads, spreading out a blazing halo like a miniature supernova explosion.

The spore mist within a radius of 100 meters was instantly evaporated, and the limited field of vision was instantly widened.

The attackers' true identities were simultaneously revealed to everyone.

This was a gigantic demon, shaped remarkably like a toad. Its plump body was pitted and covered with unknown maggots, and its back was full of pustules. From these pustules grew deformed fungi, which, like a reverse-flowing incense, continuously poured out large amounts of spores into the space below.

At this moment, its disgusting face looked like a pile of cow dung that had been blown apart by a firecracker, half of its head had disappeared, and the sticky flames were roasting the little brain tissue that remained of the creature, making it sizzle.

The demon is not dead, but the grace bestowed upon it by the 'benevolent father' has now become a form of torture.

Her massive body, covered in pustules, had been roasted to a medium-rare state, yet it still writhed slightly. Her radiating wounds, like those of a trumpet flower, were studded with the remnants of a metal lantern, as if a coffin were nailed firmly to the other's very essence.

The bone-corroding flames spread rapidly across the opponent's body like white phosphorus fire, quickly igniting the obese body into a huge bonfire that burned away the opponent's consciousness and essence.

The screams at the soul level quickly subsided, and yet another demon was completely eradicated.

The 'benevolent father' felt the utter death of his beloved child and was filled with extreme rage in His garden.

He stopped stirring the soup pot and tried to turn his gaze toward it, searching for the murderer who killed his beloved 'child'.

However, the familiar pale white psionic energy seemed to have been lying in wait, jumping out from the middle of the road and completely blocking His gaze.

The cold flames followed His gaze all the way to the entrance of the 'garden'. In order to prevent His beloved garden from turning into a sea of ​​fire, Nurgle had no choice but to swallow his anger and turn his gaze away.

The Four Gods and the Emperor had long since reached a tacit understanding in their millennia-long struggle, maintaining a balance of power without breaking the alliance. No one wanted to personally intervene and disrupt this fragile equilibrium.

At least not on the surface.

Onboard the 'Starforger', fueled by a massive amount of 'firewood', golden flames continuously emitted enormous amounts of light and heat.

'Raven' crashed to the ground in sync with the explosion. Her once magnificent armor had been blasted through by the force of the explosion. Although she was immune to the most deadly flame attack, she was still like a broken porcelain doll, shattered and broken. Her once magnificent armor was full of holes, and half of her chest cavity and shoulders had been completely destroyed.

Titus had seen so many sacrifices that he was not particularly moved.

The other's companion remained equally calm, as if he too was accustomed to death.

Of course, this idea only lasted until the 'raven' mysteriously rose from the ground.

The blurred arm armor, melted by the high temperature, bent with difficulty, grabbed the helmet that had melted into one piece, and ripped it off violently.

A ball of light appeared before Titus.

The suicidal attack completely disfigured 'Crow,' revealing stark white bones on his gloomy and delicate face, his features almost torn into a mess of mush. However, his entire body was shrouded in a thin golden light, making him appear exceptionally holy.

This kind of injury would be fatal even to an Astartes, let alone an ordinary person.

However, 'Raven' is no longer human. As a pure spiritual entity, killing her is no easier than completely annihilating a warp demon.

The severe injuries had completely damaged her vocal cords, rendering her unable to speak, but that didn't stop her from giving Titus a ferocious smile.

What she did next almost made Titus lose his temper on the spot.

Hunters who have undergone the 'fire-giving' ceremony will inherit some minor 'powers' from Jiang Bing. Although 'Crow' cannot create things out of thin air or manipulate creation like Jiang Bing, it is equally wondrous.

Jiang Bing, the 'craftsman,' personally took charge and used the 'Life Furnace' in a grand manner, so the bodies he reshaped for the three 'old hunters' were naturally no ordinary items.

In fact, Jiang Bing had inscribed a large number of creation runes into their bodies and armor, thus eternally anchoring them in their peak condition.

The 'Raven' staggered to its feet, and amidst the whistling explosions and plasma clusters, it stretched out its charred arms, igniting the inextinguishable golden flames from the dead Great Demon.

The vast amounts of pure ether transformed by the demons for sustenance flowed into the raven's tattered body like fledglings returning to their nests.

The 'recasting' has begun.

Chapter 1019 A Trial Before You Die

Golden light flowed continuously, and in the dim light, Titus could see several mysterious and complex runes floating and sinking on the other's body. Just as he was about to observe them carefully and try to record them with his mask, his unwavering will was immediately struck a heavy blow.

Inside the sealed mask, blood instantly trickled down his nasal cavity, then rapidly coagulated into clumps due to the powerful blood-clotting ability.

Titus's gaze shifted rapidly, as if burned by a red-hot iron, and he looked away.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the 'raven's' body was rapidly regenerating, or rather, regressing, with its flesh and blood constantly healing and its armor being renewed.

She is being 'recast', following the template set by the 'Creator', and being 'recast' anew.

The ether produced by the Burning Demon was so abundant that she didn't even need to use her own reserves to complete the entire reforging process, and there was even some left over to offer to the great 'Eternal Burning Lord'.

To be honest, demons have done similar things many times, but when it's done on the human side, it's undeniably terrifying.

Fortunately, similar 'miracles' have occurred in the history of the Empire. Saint Celestine, the living saint of the Empire, possessed similar incredible powers, which allowed him to bring back to life the loyal fallen soldiers of the Empire.

Many psionic relics can also heal injuries, and some dark age technologies can even reverse the timeline of an object.

So while Titus was surprised by this scene, it was not unacceptable to him.

However, what he didn't know was that 'reforging' could be repeated infinitely, and there were no prerequisites for starting it. As long as 'Raven' wanted to, and there was enough ether, she could theoretically revert to an infinite number of saves.

Furthermore, ether can be replenished by burning enemies using 'etheric flames', truly forming a closed loop.

Therefore, the "Bound Warriors" meticulously crafted by these three "craftsmen" are far superior to the Imperial version. As "craftsmen" in a certain sense, their overall strength, even in the Warhammer world full of "shit monsters," can be described as "rogue warriors" with both high stats and effective mechanics.

To defeat the rogue warp demons, you have to be even more cunning than them. Jiang has truly grasped this Warhammer logic.

Although the well-informed Titus, who knew some of the truth, remained unmoved, the superstitious 'Battle Priests' were not so resistant. As soon as 'Raven's' armor was restored to its original state, these two nerdy guys began to frantically shout 'Om Messiah'.

If they weren't still on the battlefield, they probably would have already pulled out incense and holy oil and started performing a shamanistic ritual.

Fortunately, with the loss of the Great Demon Commander, who served as the core node, the remaining demon minions were like rootless duckweed, nothing to fear, and were quickly eliminated by the group.

Ignoring the other two "old hunters" who had also "rebuilt" themselves, Titus led his team to quickly advance to the core of the "granary".

The corpses of dozens of cult members had turned into a rotting carpet of flesh and bone, and bizarre, blasphemous symbols covered the entire space.

This is undoubtedly the site of a cultist's sacrifice. They used their own lives and the lives of dozens of unfortunate souls to successfully break through the blockade of Geller's position and summon the great demon from before.

Unfortunately, the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.

With the demons no longer guarding the site, dealing with the sacrificial scene became very simple, and the Empire had a well-established solution for it.

The purification process involves burning the body with flames, reciting the Emperor's holy words, sprinkling incense and holy oil, and, if possible, scattering the ashes of the soulless. This completes the entire purification process.

The internal war ended successfully, but the external war remained deadlocked.

Being in the warp, Nurgle's power is greatly enhanced. In addition, the primary mission of the Starforger is to maintain the stability of the Geller field, and Nurgle ships do not need the Geller field. With the advantage of home-field advantage, Chaos has an absolute advantage in mobility and vision.

After several intense exchanges of fire that yielded no significant results, the Nurgle Chaos warship emerged from the warp void and crashed head-on into the massive hull of the Starforger.

The living, decaying ship spawned numerous deformed biological tentacles that clung tightly to the hull of the Starforger, establishing a stable boarding link.

The tentacles act like syringes, constantly spraying a special pus that corrodes the steel hull, allowing it to insert more tentacles inside.

Then came the frenzied defection of the Chaos forces.

The small but numerous Nurgles, like a plague, entered the ship's cabins in organized groups through the gaps carved out by the deformed creatures' tentacles.

They leap and hop about, tearing at electrical wires, damaging pipes and valves, polluting the air and water circulation systems, soaking critical control equipment in filthy pus, and attacking and infecting all living things.

The putrid pus continued to spread like a plague, and swarms of tiny plague flies, so numerous they blotted out the sky, rapidly hatched from the pustules. As a reconnaissance force, they spread rapidly in all directions through pipes, vents, and other tiny gaps.

With each flap of their buzzing wings, the flies spread deadly plague viruses, and wherever they went, infection followed.

Upon the initial massacre, a large number of slave laborers were infected, and before they turned into zombies, the commander ordered them to be 'erased'.

Kaul immediately shut down the circulation system of the boarded section and dispatched the ship's escort force to the cabins where Chaos had boarded to purify them.

The battle instantly intensified.

In the confined environment of a ship's cabin, there are few skills to be learned.

There was not enough space to maneuver; every straight passageway was a path to death.

In this environment, war is infinitely simplified to exchanging wounds for wounds and lives for lives.

However, the arrival of the Astartes, blessed by Nurgle, quickly made the exchange ratio extremely unfavorable.

Their swollen, tall bodies were filled with cavities teeming with pus and disease, and their flesh was almost fused with their armor, riddled with suppurating sores, fissures, and proliferating tumors.

The tubing had transformed into a writhing intestine; the servo system had been replaced by overgrown muscles and tendons; the helmet was mostly melted away, revealing a rotting face; and the once bright red blood had turned into a thick, corrosive pus.

A gaping maw of greed opened on their bellies, dripping with saliva.

These emperor's angels, who should have carried humanity's hopes, are now filled with endless decay.

Compared to their former kind, these Nurgle Chaos warriors are slower, but their bulky bodies give them exceptional vitality and resilience to damage.

With the addition of deadly long-range weapons such as plague spray guns, plague blast cannons, and plague jets, many of the outer compartments of the Starforger fell as soon as they appeared.

The tide of war quickly turned against the human empire.

Chapter 1020 Pawn, Soot from the Bottom of the Pot

But their opponent is Kaul, a mechanical sage who has lived for tens of thousands of years.

He possesses countless advanced technologies and unorthodox techniques, and the armed forces within the 'Starforger' are far more powerful than ordinary people can imagine.

One cabin after another was occupied, and then one by one, it was recaptured by the massive number of Christian guards.

Although there are many chaotic demons, the guarding force inside the ship is even greater.

The two sides then engaged in a protracted battle, despite the cost being the loss of tens of thousands of lives.

"They are doing a futile job; their current offensive cannot shake the ship's defense system at all."

Valerius had changed into a slightly dull gold armor at some point, and was holding a disintegrating force field spear, guarding Caul's side.

“These heretics are not mindless beasts; they certainly know,” the great sage Kaul replied.

"But the offensive remains swift," the old Imperial Guard replied.

A massive flow of data coursed through Kaul's mind, pushing his body's processing units to near full capacity, but he still managed to allocate some computing power to discuss tactics with his opponent.

"So they have other plans."

On the terrifying, revitalized warship, 'One-Eyed' Karas Typhon indeed had other plans.

Countless plague flies, like the finest grains of sand, revealed detailed information to him within the massive ship before him.

This former First Company Commander of the Death Guard, Mortarion's most trusted lieutenant, and a powerful demon prince under Nurgle's command knew that facing the Ark World, which was like a miniature moon, there was absolutely no chance of victory in a direct confrontation.