Chapter 760: Survival of the fittest, an instinct engraved into genes!

Cadia was shattered. Under the crazy devouring of Black Watch, the originally majestic planetary fortress was finally completely dug through and turned into isolated islands in the dead void.

The broken star core slowly rotates in the vacuum, and the edges of each continental fragment are covered with black watcher nerve veins. Those black fungal carpets with oily sheen are devouring the last energy of the planet's core, like billions of mechanical leeches sucking the marrow of the star.

The Cadians could no longer say "Cadia will never fall", but the war did not end, but became more brutal.

The void of the universe is a forbidden place for life, but Blackwatch is not afraid of it at all. If it is not contained, once these aberrations break through the defense line, even if only one escapes, the entire galaxy will immediately be swept by a wave of aberrations.

But all this has nothing to do with the Dark Tide team, because they have discovered the real weakness of Blackwatch.

The Dark Tide team huddled in a makeshift shelter made of phase shields, their broken goggles reflecting the overwhelming torrent of aberrations. Those monsters with reverse-jointed limbs were using their plasma hearts as jets, drawing dark green tails of flame in the vacuum.

After Death Mark Shooter 47 was resurrected by the Regeneration Protocol, the Dark Tide team reunited and pooled together some money, to be exact, 12 gold dog coins, 72 silver dog coins, and two bottles of Titanium cans, which were all their property.

At first, Seven thought that Yarick had gone crazy from taking drugs. In addition, the political commissar was in very poor health and might die in the next second. So he thought of this as raising some money for his burial before he died.

But soon, in Seven's skeptical eyes, Yarick showed his amazing wisdom to all "people".

A beast that has lost its mind is the most deadly, but what if the hunter sets a trap to capture the beast?
The old political commissar opened a can, ate the blue meat in a few bites, and put the coins raised by several people into it.

Following a shake, the golden dog coins containing up to 80% pure gold collided with each other, making a crisp sound, which instantly aroused the reaction of the headless dragon corpse next to it.

The reaction was so intense, as if the can contained not a coin but a rare and incomparable treasure. Even though the head was right next to it, Guts, who came upon hearing the sound, was attracted by it and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

The nerve cords gushing out from the broken section of the dragon's neck were like deep-sea monster eels that had smelled blood. The tentacles flowing with psionic energy wove a greedy web in the air, and each synapse ended with a mouthpart full of sharp teeth.

"run!"

Seizing the can made by Yarick, Seven understood instantly, and the last of the propellant sprayed out from behind him. The coins in the can played notes as he ran, and every vibration engraved a compulsory command in Guts's shattered cognition - that was an impulse imprinted in the genes of every Black Watch.

"Go away!"

The jar containing all the Dark Tide team's property was thrown out, passed through the broken plate, and smashed into the hot and surging lava core.

Without any hesitation, Gus, already possessed by instinct, pounced down, chasing after the psychological satisfaction that had been written into his genes.

Five heads of different sizes poked out of the cliff, looking at the horrible monster that they couldn't defeat despite their best efforts, and plunged into the lava.

"..."

"The truth is so absurd, why didn't anyone come up with this solution earlier?"

Yarick's question dealt a heavy blow to everyone's heart. Even the Hive Tyrant, who had contributed two cans of Titanium, remained silent. Fortunately, Yarick returned the only remaining can to it, so that Kogat's loss did not exceed 50%.

"Don't think about it. My sanity might collapse if I keep thinking about it. The most urgent thing is to pass this battle report to the Primarch. The lava can't trap Guts for long. We must act quickly.

And I found that after plundering this dragon horn, Guts's power weakened, but my injuries recovered. This is new information that must be reported together."

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at the expressionless Death Mark Shooter next to him, clearly asking, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and tell them?" There was no stupid plot that could make people angry to death. A sense of mission that was tied to a thousand causes and effects rippled in the logic array. The Death Mark Shooter took action immediately, threw down all the valuables on his body, and turned his head to dive into the dimension pocket.

"Hold on, I'll come back and save you."

With the entire airspace now being interfered with by energy, any communication cannot be carried out effectively. The only reliable way is to send messages in person.

In the dimensional space, a figure was running desperately, the logic array was burning, resisting the psionic pollution that had penetrated into the surroundings, and the heart that had been silent for 6500 million years began to beat.

There is not just one battlefield. The Necrons are guarding the dimensional space near the Eye of Terror. The battlefield here is more brutal than the real world. He sees that the cage forged by the Necron Overlord with the fragments of the Star God is collapsing. The Silent King Szalak has personally gone into battle, fighting a desperate battle with the evil god incarnated by Cordelia.

This is a natural disaster more deadly than the Tyranids. The real world, the Sea of ​​Souls, and even the dimensional space in the cracks, the trinity, have all been eroded and corrupted by Hogg.

Avoiding the tragic battlefield with roaring artillery fire in front, after searching for a while, 47 finally saw Robert Guilliman, who was surrounded by the Four Heavenly Kings and turned into a human turret. But no matter how he called out, the Primarch, who was already beaten to a pulp, did not even look in this direction.

"Look over here, little cat boy!"

"Whoever scolds me is looking for death."

There was no such misfortune as hitting friendly forces. With the battlefield experience of a veteran of the Battle of Heaven, 47 rolled up and down in the artillery barrage, slid to his knees and fell on Guilliman's thighs:

“Your Highness, please spare my life. We have found the weakness of Blackwatch. It is refined gold, or any valuable things, which can attract the attention of Blackwatch.

There is also looting, and any behavior that conforms to this law can weaken the power of Blackwatch."

After saying this, 47 turned around and ran away without caring whether Guilliman understood or not. He still had to continue to pass on the information. He had to tell everyone the news.

Soon, this news was reported to Dorn who was on the Phalanx. Looking at the Necrons who were gasping for breath and had tumors growing on their bodies, Dorn knew that the war had finally turned around, but the problem was where could he get so many valuable things.

After thinking it over, Dorn glanced at the Phalanx beneath his feet, and with great pain in his heart, he finally gave the order for everyone to evacuate. They had to withdraw from this first line of defense.

"I hope the Phalanx can delay a little longer!"

Unlike the physical front that had gradually found a way to break the impasse, the eight legions led by Perturabo could not retreat and could only hold the front.

But thanks to the Emperor's taunts, the pressure on the battle front had been greatly reduced, but Perturabo didn't know if his good father could still hold on.

Looking at the four-armed beast in the Soul Sea that was beating up the Emperor and holding him back against five enemies, Omega couldn't help but ask:
"Fourth brother, how long do we have to hold on?"

"I don't know. It depends on whether Old Man Huang can take the beating or not. The Emperor is actually fighting together with the Four Gods. Why do I have such a weird dream?"

Perturabo's doubts did not last long. A nearly scrapped Necron fell from the sky and landed at his feet:

"Join the chain of strength and glory. Only gold can defeat Blackwatch!!"

(End of this chapter)