Chapter 527 The Rise of the Lion King: No more, no less

It was completely dark in the Xiachao Factory. Only the dim silhouette of lights came from behind its glass windows. The machinery of the factory, those all-machine things created by the Mechanicus, fell into silence, but judging from the rust on the door,

, this place has not been reused for some time.

The Cult of Mechanicus has forgotten their assets, just like this entire Lower Nest, the Human Empire will forget many things, factories, machinery, tunnels and even the entire world. It has to be said that the Empire is quite wasteful most of the time.

But these high-quality assets will not be completely forgotten. Some people will remember them and come here to keep them company after their owners leave. In the next nest, they are usually two types of people, mutants or cultists, and the other

, it’s a gang.

Vito leaned against the wall, clasping his hands and looking at the abandoned factory in the distance. Gang members were moving around here. There were guards and simple roadblocks at the gate, and Terra's gang looked bigger than most nests.

All the gangs have money, and they even have a sentry cannon on the door.

On the high walls and behind the glass windows, there were no figures flashing with the firelight. Noisy shouts came from behind the walls. They were low, but enough to let people know that there were many people in the factory.

"It does look like it is here." "The human brain cannot lie, especially when the memory is being read."

Omega said and appeared next to Vito. He put on the new clothes. The mechanical arm behind him retracted from the darkness in the alley and crawled on the ground. The sparks illuminated the darkness leaning against the box.

The figure in the middle has empty eyes and is sitting there drooling. He looks like he is not very clear-headed.

Vito glanced at him and showed a faint smile, "It seems that you don't need me to remind you to shut up." "Shut up? Oh, no, that's just an accident during the brain scan. There is a 60% chance that it will happen.

As a result, the cerebral cortex was burned, but if you want to silence yourself, then I think I just did it."

"Very good, now let's go get the person out." Vito said and stood up, flexing his wrists, fingers and limbs. Omega looked at him, with a gleam in his mechanical eyes, "I must remind you, that person

,I think his name is not important to you. His memory shows that there is a sewer underground that can lead to the factory holding area. They use that to discard the corpses."

"That's too much trouble, and I don't want to go into the sewer. I'm in a hurry." Vito said and walked out of the box. Omega watched him walk straight to the factory door. The guard at the door naturally noticed him immediately and immediately took care of him.

The gun in his hand was pointed at Vito.

But as soon as they yelled something full of curses, they all flew up, and then suddenly hit the door behind them. The sentry cannon above immediately detected the attack and immediately turned the muzzle to aim at Vito.

, the infrared red dot hit his forehead.

Omega saw from a distance behind him that the automatic cannon fired a shot, and the rapid-fire shells roared out of the cannon and were fired at Vito who was standing in front of the door. But suddenly, the space around him became distorted, as if in

Circles of whirlpools appeared in reality, and after the cannonballs were caught, they were thrown towards the factory gate.

The door was blown open in an instant, and a crack was torn in the center of the heavy iron door. And just when the automatic cannon above was about to continue firing and beat the people below into scum, it itself became scum.

.

The body of the automatic cannon was squeezed inward and deformed. The metal on the surface roared. The barrel broke and turned into scrap metal. The huge cannon fell from the base and smashed in front of the door. It splashed with sparks and illuminated the building.

Turn your head back.

"Are you coming or not?" he shouted in the distance. Omega's mechanical eyes looked at the factory door and the burning turret and made an extremely rare shrug action of a mechanical priest, and then unfolded countless lines behind him.

The armed robotic arm followed.

——

"Outside, what, Kuosuha?" asked the fat gang leader sitting on the large throne. His body is very large, not only because of his obesity, but also because of the numerous mechanical equipment, plug-in equipment and pipelines installed on his body.

Make him look more like a machine with meat.

The boss used the mechanical eye on his fat face to look towards the corridor door. There, there were constant gunshots, curses, and more screams. The light of gunfire continued to shine everywhere, and the sound of gunfire and footsteps

The sound kept coming closer.

In the round hall of the factory, the gang members around the throne raised their weapons and clenched their weapons. They looked at the exit of the spiral staircase. The boss held up the armrest of the throne and looked there, with his servitors standing behind him.

On the side, the empty eyeballs looked at the end of the spiral staircase, and suddenly raised their hands and shouted.

Because from the exit, two corpses flew out and hit the floor of the hall. Everyone looked at the two unlucky guys with smoke coming from their chests on the ground. Then when they heard the footsteps coming down, they all suddenly raised their heads.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed forward.

The boss looked at the door of the stairs. A man walked out from somewhere. In his hand was a bolter with a smoking muzzle. His silver iron-nailed boots clanked on the floor, and he rolled down behind him.

He picked up two corpses, and they rolled down from his side and landed on the ground in front of the throne.

Dozens of guns were pointed at him, but he stood calmly at the bottom of the stairs. A man in a coat walked down the stairs behind him. It was not difficult to tell that he was a member of the Cult Mechanicus. There were countless mechanical arms stretching out behind him.

came out, each holding a gun.

"Su, Niktuha, Favero?" The bloated boss sitting on the throne raised his short, abnormally deformed hand and spoke. The servitor beside him immediately translated, "The great Jabba asked, you

What is the purpose of coming here? Why do you want to kill four of his men?"

"I only killed four, you should be grateful for my kindness. I came here to ask for someone." He walked to the throne as he spoke, passing by the surrounding gang members as if nothing happened, and the muzzle of the gun followed him.

But he remained calm and composed, as if the muzzles of the gun didn't exist.

"Joel, Dalatin?" The fat boss who couldn't speak Gothic continued to ask. The huge eyes on his face blinked and he looked at Vito below, while his servitor interpreter quickly explained.

"Your name, the great Jabba asks you." "Vito Constantine." "Kadaya, Tiluk, Fatmu." "Your name is the same as the Supreme Marshal, but I think you are not him.

, he wouldn’t come here for a shameful thief.”

The strange humanoid creature named Jabba continued to speak, and his language could only be converted into Gothic that Vito could understand through the servitor behind him, "The great Jabba knows who you are looking for, what you are looking for

Man, Daldin, scoundrel, rat, he stole my goods, but I caught him in the process."

Jabba said, swinging his stubby arms in front of him, while the servitor behind him sat in the same movement, swinging his stiff arms in front of him, "Great Jabba, if you refuse your possible proposal, he will not hand him over.

To you, and to those who appointed you, you have no sincerity.”

"I'm still trying to negotiate with you, you should be grateful to me." Vito said in a contemptuous tone, looking at Jabba as if he were looking at a fat caterpillar, or even an even lower existence.

Jabba was irritated at that look. He stood up from his large throne, raised his hands and waved them in front of him, "You think you can convince Jabba? You made a mistake, mercenary boy, you shouldn't

Threat, the great Jabba."

The fat guy said, and the surrounding gang members all raised their weapons. They aimed at Vito and Omega behind him from all directions. Jabba sat on the throne and patted his belly happily, "Korsu

!”

"You made a mistake, mutant, you thought I was just a mercenary?" Vito said, raising a hand, and the triggers in the hands of the gang members around him who were aiming at him could no longer be pressed, as if there was a

An invisible hand held the trigger ring tightly, and Vito looked at Jabba on the throne.

"You regard the light of the nest as the sun in the sky. You know nothing about power, Omega." After Vito said this, he suddenly pushed his palm up, and all the guns in the hands of the surrounding gang members flew away.

They stood up and hit the ceiling. They looked at the gun above in surprise. When they lowered their heads, they saw Omega's mechanical arms extending around and the muzzle of the gun above.

Omega pulled the trigger, the gunfire exploded instantly, and the dazzling fire light suddenly lit up the entire room. Under the bright light, each head bloomed, and the blood spread all around under the reflection of the flames.

There was not even a scream on the wall, and within a second, dozens of corpses fell to the ground.

Jabba was shocked. He leaned on the throne and clasped his short hands in front of him. He stared at Vito with wide eyes. As he opened his mouth, the multiple layers of fat on his chin began to shake again.

"Your words are very convincing, Mr. Vito Constantine. It's hard for people not to accept your suggestion. Please step forward." Jabba said, his stubby forearm touched the button on the armrest of the throne.

, he looked at Vito who was walking over, but he stopped a few steps in front of the throne.

He glanced at the floor on the ground, and with a slight flick of his finger, the seemingly complete floor suddenly opened downward a little, and a huge beast's howl came from below the gap. He raised his head with a teasing smile.

Looking at Jabba, he released his fingers, and the floor closed again.

"Ah, your powers of observation are very, very Tuluha." "Impressive, sir." The servitor added promptly, gesturing with his stiff arms in front of his face and turning his head from side to side, "The great Jabba is willing

Accept your suggestion as a sign of good faith."

The mutant said and gestured to the side. Soon, a handcuffed man appeared on the side of the hall. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He looked like he had been beaten badly. The jailer who was escorting him took him to Vito.

, he looked at this unfortunate guy with a bruised nose and swollen face and raised his head majestically.

"Mr. Dalatin?" "Yes, I think you are, Mr. Vito." He breathed out breathlessly and said vaguely. Vito looked at him and nodded, then looked at Jabba,

Behind him, the jailer appeared, and more and better-equipped men appeared around the throne.

They all carried real military-grade weapons and wore Astra Militarum armor. There was also a psyker among them. Vito looked at the psyker in the dirty navigator robes. He had a mask on his face.

The eyepatch has several implants inserted into the bare head, which penetrate deep into the skull and release lightning in between.

"You have got him. Now, I think our deal is over. Mr. Vito, the great Jabba thinks it's time for you to leave." The servitor said, swinging his stiff arms up and down, and the guards beside him

They all tightened their grip on the trigger, frowned and stared at Vito.

The latter glanced at them, then looked at Jabba with a smile, "There is one more thing, the last thing." "What is it? The great Jabba asked." "You are a mutant and the boss of a criminal gang.

,So, I plan to do a small favor to my men."

Vito had a faint smile on his face. Looking at that smile, Jabba suddenly understood. He raised his arms and shouted, and the servitor quickly responded, "He is Vito Constantine! The real one."

Vito Constantine, kill him, quickly, quickly!”

Jabba's men immediately raised their weapons, but as soon as they took aim, their heads exploded, and blood rained down in the blink of an eye. In the downpour, the psyker raised his hands and violently

A bolt of lightning struck Vito, but the latter just waved his hand gently, and the lightning disappeared.

With a wave of his backhand, the psyker exploded instantly. His body exploded from the inside, and blood and body debris spurted out in all directions. Some of it stuck to Jabba's hand. He hurriedly waved the short

holding up his hands and looking at Vito who was walking up in front of him.

"I am willing to serve you, distinguished sir. Jabba is willing to tell you everything Jabba knows." "Oh? What do you know?" Vito walked up to the throne with a smile, approached Jabba step by step, and then

The latter became even more hasty.
To be continued...